Prince of Tennis Fraudster

"All right!"

Behind him, Yagyu pushed up his glasses, gently patted Kirihara's shoulder, and said, "Akaya, hurry up and go!"

"whispering sound……"

With a low snort, Kirihara strode forward. He was still somewhat intimidated by Yagyu, the student council's disciplinary committee member…

Hello!

Across from them, Oishi looked over with a friendly smile and shook hands with Yagyu. On the other side, Kikumaru glanced curiously at Kirihara and said, "You're that Rikkai's second-year ace, Kirihara Akaya?"

"Ah……"

Looking at the young man in front of him with his hair parted on both sides and sticking up, Kirihara smiled slightly: "You must be Kikumaru-senpai?"

"what?"

The jackal who had left looked over in surprise and asked, puzzled, "Since when has that kid Akaya started greeting people?"

"Pfft!"

Beside him, Marui, who was popping his bubble gum, narrowed his eyes slightly and said softly, "Don't you know him? Who knows what this kid is up to."

After a brief exchange, both sides stepped back and took their positions.

"Match begins! Seigaku's Oishi serves. End of game!"

As soon as the referee finished speaking, the audience's eyes all turned to the egg-shaped boulder.

Snapped!

Snapped!

With a couple of light taps on the tennis ball, Oishi swept it lightly across the two opponents, silently calculating his moves before tossing the ball into the air.

Leaning back slightly, he raised his hand, held up his racket, and gently smashed the tennis ball.

boom!

The tennis ball flew swiftly towards Kirihara on the other side.

"Oh."

At Seigaku, Fuji stroked his chin and smiled, "It seems that Oishi's arm has basically recovered."

Tap tap!

On the opposite side, Kirihara quickly ran out after accurately predicting the trajectory of the tennis ball.

He looked up and saw Kikumaru guarding the net. He smirked, spun his racket, and hit the tennis ball quickly with the edge of the racket.

boom!

With a flick of his arm, Kirihara hit the tennis ball.

"hey-hey!!"

On the other side, Kikumaru smiled slightly as he felt the tennis ball flying towards him, but just as he raised his head to catch the ball, he was stunned.

Bang!

The tennis ball hit his racket and flew into the air.

call!

On the opposite side, Yagyu leaped up and smashed the tennis ball down.

boom!

"0-15!"

Chapter 87 The Sniper... Oishi [2/5, Please Subscribe!]

"Ah?"

Momoshiro, wiping his sweat, paused in his actions, looking at the somewhat dazed Kikumaru with a puzzled expression. "What's wrong, Eiji-senpai? That ball was so easy to return!"

"Do not."

Beside him, the boy wearing a white tennis cap shook his head, his dark green pupils slightly contracting.

"That return ball from Kirihara just now, like St. Rudolf Akazawa's afterimage ball, was aimed at Kikumaru-senpai."

"Yes."

Qian pushed up his glasses, glanced around, and looked at Liu, who was not far away with her eyes lightly closed.

"Renji, I didn't expect you to have found out about our tournament."

Inui originally thought that Rikkai, with its arrogance, wouldn't care about Seigaku's competition data with other schools. Unexpectedly, he still underestimated his old friend.

"hey-hey!!"

Having landed a successful blow, Kirihara chuckled softly.

"I never expected that the Shadow Ball that Niou-senpai gave me would be so useful."

Liu did not study Kikumaru's weaknesses. The Shadow Ball technique was taught to him by Niou during the five days of training.

"Eiji, what's wrong?"

Seeing Kikumaru in a daze, Oishi stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder, and asked, "That ball just now..."

"It's a Shadow Ball!"

Kikumaru's expression was somewhat serious; this ball was very effective against him. Moreover, the number of tennis ball phantoms created by Kirihara's shot was even greater than that of Akazawa from St. Rudolf, making it more difficult to observe.

"It's alright, I'll handle Kirihara's attack."

Oishi patted his partner on the shoulder again. He knew very well that Kikumaru was particularly affected by this kind of ball. If he were to face it alone, Kikumaru's stamina would probably suffer a temporary exhaustion, just like during the St. Rudolph match.

Rikkai is not a school like St. Rudolph. They will exploit any weakness to maximize their advantages.

"call……"

He took a deep breath to relieve the pressure on his body, tossed the tennis ball up, and hit it with a half-jump.

boom!

The tennis ball flew out quickly, and Yagyu, who was running to catch it, glanced at Oishi in the backcourt and Kikumaru who was preparing in the frontcourt, and found a gap between the two.

With a flick of his racket, he hit the tennis ball between the two players, into that very hidden gap.

"hey-hey!!"

Kikumaru chuckled softly, his body moving swiftly as if he had appeared in an open space in an instant. With a horizontal swing of his racket, he gently intercepted the tennis ball.

Upon seeing this, the three Horio members watching from the sidelines exclaimed, "It's happening! Kikumaru-senpai's special shot!"

boom!

The tennis ball was hit, and Che Yuan quickly moved forward to intercept it.

"So fast!"

Oishi, positioned in the backfield, was shocked. This guy named Kirihara was faster than any of their opponents.

"Hey!"

Kirihara smiled, spun his racket slightly, and quickly smacked the tennis ball with the edge of his racket.

call!

The tennis ball trembled and flew out.

Whoosh!

As he passed Kikumaru, a smirk appeared on his lips, and he suddenly sat down. Behind him, Oishi had been waiting for quite some time.

"As expected of a golden duo, their teamwork is incredible..."

Outside the stadium, a group of young men in pure white jackets walked over, and the one who spoke was none other than Kentaro Minami, the captain of Yamabuki.

Since last year, he has witnessed the rise of Seigaku doubles.

boom!

The large stone racket was swung diagonally from behind, lifting the tennis ball high into the air.

"It's happening! Senior Daishi's Moon Climbing Interception!"

Whoosh!

The tennis ball flew high in a semi-circle, passing over the heads of Yagyu and Kirihara.

With a thud, it hit the baseline precisely.

"15-15!"

"Ah……"

Fuji, stroking his chin, chuckled and said, "Those two people won't be affected by the same trick a second time."

boom!

"30-15!"

boom!

"40-15!"

"You're amazing, Senior Oishi."

Horio and the other two exclaimed excitedly, while Momoshiro and Kaidou beside them nodded slightly. Oishi's high lob not only flew high enough, but also hit the baseline with pinpoint accuracy, as if threading a needle.

"Hey, Ting's got guts!"

Across from him, Kirihara narrowed his eyes and said to Yagyu beside him, "Senpai, isn't it about time to make a move?"

Yagyu nodded.

The atmosphere became oppressive immediately after Kirihara spoke.

Fuji narrowed his eyes and said, "It seems they're about to make their move."

boom!

Oishi served the tennis ball, hitting it towards Yagyu's backhand side.