Prince of Tennis Fraudster

"Short ball?"

Outside the stadium, an incredulous gasp rang out.

"Is it... under control?"

The jackal was startled, then looked up at Renwang beside him and asked, "What did you just do to him? That kid actually automatically exited that state..."

"It's nothing, just a suggestion."

Renwang smiled. He hadn't actually done anything; it just seemed that the reason was that he had been training his concentration for a long time and was now able to effectively control that evil thought.

"However, the match is over."

The severely injured Oishi could no longer maintain the Oishi Domain, and Kikumaru alone was no match for two players who could defeat Shadow Ball.

boom!

"Match over! Rikkai's Yagyu and Kirihara pair win, score 7-5!"

Chapter 91 The Invisible Serve [1/5, Please Subscribe!]

Two consecutive losses.

Seigaku's morale plummeted to rock bottom.

"The situation is not good for Seigaku."

Hyotei's Oshitari sighed, "I thought the Golden Duo could turn the tide. But I never expected Kirihara's playing style to be so terrifying."

Like a bloodthirsty demon, Kirihara would likely become Oishi's nightmare if he didn't regain his senses by the last ball.

"That's normal, I guess."

Mukahi, standing next to him, shook his head and said, "Rikkai University is a team that can induce despair."

Only by facing Rikkai head-on would one understand how terrifying their opponents were. Their strength was practically at the high school level.

"Oh my god!!!"

"No way?"

"It was him?"

Just then, a gasp suddenly came from outside the stadium. The two, Shinobu and Shinobu, were startled, turned around, and their pupils both contracted.

"Sanada!"

Beside Kitazono, Sanada, wearing a baseball cap, walked onto the court with a somber expression. "Yukimura, wait for me..."

"My God, Rikkai University's singles third player is none other than the vice-captain known as the Junior High Tennis Emperor - Genichiro Sanada!"

Jintian General Hospital.

As the countdown to surgery began, Yukimura listened to the radio coming from his bedside and a smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

"Sanada..."

Damn it!

On the coach's bench, Seigaku's head coach, Longzaki, watched Sanada stride onto the field, and his face immediately darkened.

tread!

A crisp footstep sounded, and a short boy wearing a white tennis cap walked onto the court from beside Longzaki.

"Long horse..."

Looking at the boy's retreating figure, Longzaki's gaze seemed somewhat unsettled.

Originally, when she and Tezuka were considering the lineup, they guessed that the opponent playing singles against three opponents would likely be either Yanagi or Niou.

Both players rely heavily on data-driven tennis. Echizen, on the other hand, is the kind of player who can break established statistics, so facing either of them might yield unexpected results.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sigh: "Sigh..."

"Sanada..."

Behind Longzaki, Tezuka, who had been expressionless, subtly changed his demeanor. "I didn't expect you to play this position for Rikkai's victory."

He had originally been prepared to fight to the death with his opponent.

"Tezuka..."

As if sensing the other's gaze, Sanada turned his head slightly and looked up: "Let's settle our score at the National Tournament!"

For the sake of Rikkai and for Yukimura who is preparing for surgery, he, as the acting head of Rikkai, must put aside his personal grudges.

At the same time, he turned to look at the boy beside him and said in a deep voice, "This match will last fifteen minutes..."

His tone was like a cold whirlwind that swept through the sweltering air, making Echizen feel even more pressured.

This was the strongest opponent he had ever faced on the field!

"Now we begin the Kanto Tournament finals singles match three."

"Rikkai University Affiliated Junior High School Sanada Genichiro vs. Seishun Gakuen Echizen Longma!"

"Oh?"

In the distance, a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses and a black monk's robe subtly changed his expression.

"It could be him...?"

He originally estimated that the boy's opponent should be that blue-haired guy.

"Hey……"

He couldn't help but smile when he thought of that blue-haired guy.

That person actually appeared in his dream. Although he could only recall fragmented memories, he vaguely remembered that the guy was learning to serve from him.

"Niou Masaharu...?"

He put down the beverage can in front of him, put on his wooden clogs, and went out, saying, "Soda, soda's here..."

"Match begins, Sanada serves, game over!"

Snapped!

Snapped!

As soon as the referee finished speaking, all eyes turned to Sanada, who was hitting the tennis ball. Perhaps it was his reputation as the "Tennis Emperor of Junior High" that made others look at him with some trepidation.

"Hiss... Just looking at their aura is like a huge rock pressing on my heart..."

"Seriously, Seigaku actually sent a first-year student."

"Sigh, it's not entirely Seigaku's fault. Nobody expected that Sanada would actually play singles against three..."

The surrounding noise did not affect the two of them at all.

call!

Sanada tossed the tennis ball he had caught into the air, his entire demeanor hardening, while Tezuka, not far away, narrowed his eyes slightly.

Swish!

He raised his racket, slowly lifting his hands, and to onlookers, afterimages appeared.

boom!

With a flick of the racket, the tennis ball flew out with tremendous force, clearing the net and striking Ryoma's side, scoring a point.

"15-0!"

"Wow, so fast..."

Unlike the original story, Echizen, who was encountering Sanada tennis for the first time, felt an intense sense of pressure.

"Hello, hello..."

Off the court, Momoshiro asked in a trembling voice, "Did you guys even see his serve clearly?"

"No, it's too fast."

Qian shook his head; he hadn't even collected any data from that serve.

Horio and the other two gasped in astonishment: "Is this the strength of Rikkai's Sanada?"

boom!

"30-0!"

boom!

"40-0!"

boom!

"Game! Rikkai Sanada, 1-0, switch sides!"

"As expected of Sanada, he won a game in just one minute."

"Hey, that first-year kid didn't even see the serve clearly, did he?"

Hearing the whispers around him, Momoshiro's gaze darkened: "Echizen..."

"Do not……"

Kikumaru's eyes widened, and he shook his head, saying, "The little one should be able to see it, but it will probably be quite blurry."

"Wind, Forest, Fire, Mountain?"

Tezuka, with his arms clasped in front of him, suddenly turned serious.

"It seems you're serious..."

Chapter Ninety-Two: The Realm of Selflessness [2/5, Please Subscribe!]

"They didn't even catch a single ball..."

Hyotei, with his left hand supporting his chin and his eyebrows raised, said, "That's true. This first-year student from Seigaku is not even in the same league as Sanada, who is currently the strongest junior high student."

"Hey!" Mukahi chuckled softly from the side, "If anyone's to blame, it's the captain and coach of Seigaku. They actually let that brat go up against Sanada..."

"But!"

Atobe's gaze turned slightly cold as he said in a deep voice, "In that case, the championship belongs to Rikkai."