Prince of Tennis Fraudster

Sanada leaped into the air, a cold smile playing on his lips, and raised his racket high.

Tap tap!

Meanwhile, Echizen quickly ran out and rushed towards the net.

"Could it be that he's going to take the flames head-on and deliver the fatal blow?"

"Has he gone mad?"

"Tsk tsk, this is going to be good!"

"Humph!"

Seeing Echizen's move, Sanada snorted and smashed the ball down without hesitation.

boom!

A powerful blow, like stirring up a raging inferno, sent a scorching sensation rushing towards Yueqian.

"Ah……"

The boy chuckled softly, and a white vortex instantly emanated from his body as he used his racket to block the ball in front of him.

boom!

The tennis ball hit his chest, and he took advantage of the moment to swing his racket hard.

Whoosh!

A sharp glint shot out, grazing the side of Sanada's face as he landed after a smash.

boom!

"15-0!"

"That was..."

Sanada murmured, his pupils suddenly contracting.

A few strands of hair fell down from the side of his face, his sideburns cut off by the return shot!

"Swift as the wind...?"

"I see."

In Rikkai, Niou's expression gradually became solemn.

This scene wasn't from the anime he was watching, but from the actual original work. It showed how a swift and powerful wind could break through a fierce fire.

"Using the opponent's force against them, Echizen's football intelligence and technique are truly not to be underestimated..."

To be able to see through and come up with a solution in such a short time is probably only possible through playing against world-class players like Nanjiro, which has cultivated exceptional insight and game intelligence.

"To activate Swift as the Wind in an instant using the Selflessness technique?"

Sanada narrowed his eyes slightly and turned to look at Tezuka, who had a cold expression on his face: "It seems he has learned a lot from you."

Snapped!

With a gentle snap of the racket, Echizen unleashed a beautiful short volley. Seeing this, Sanada didn't dare to be careless and quickly moved closer, lifting the ball into the air.

call!

Suddenly, the boy's figure soared into the air. His racket was raised high, and he smashed the ball down with a powerful, flaming motion.

boom!

A loud thud, like a fiery smash, passed by Sanada's side.

With a loud bang, it exploded behind him.

"30-0!"

"Rage, raging flames?!"

Kirihara's expression froze. That first-year student had actually used Sanada's "Invasive Strategy Like Fire" technique?

Inui adjusted his glasses and said, "Fire is like the sharpest spear; even Sanada couldn't withstand it..."

"However, Echizen can actually imitate Sanada's special move?" Fuji said with some surprise. "It seems that this state of 'no self' is quite powerful."

"No!"

Tezuka said in a deep voice, "The more powerful the move you imitate, the faster your stamina will be depleted!"

"This……"

The members of Seigaku paused, their faces showing a hint of worry.

boom!

"40-0!"

boom!

"Game! Qingxue, 2-2!"

Something's not right...

Seeing Echizen, who was slightly out of breath but not exhausted, but instead had an excited smile on his face, Sanada's heart sank.

"It seems I misjudged..." He shook his head and said, "It seems unrealistic to think I can finish you off in fifteen minutes."

"That emperor actually admitted to misjudging the situation?"

Off-site, Inoue, holding a camera, paused for a moment, then looked at Echizen with increasing appreciation.

call!

Echizen leaped up and unleashed another fiery smash.

Facing the tennis ball flying straight down, Sanada's gaze darkened, and like wielding a bamboo sword, he swung his racket upwards with a sudden, powerful strike.

Boom!

With a muffled thud, the tennis ball flew high and landed precisely on the baseline.

"Immovable as a mountain!"

Oshitari raised an eyebrow: "Here it comes, an iron wall of defense, a 'mountain' that even Atobe couldn't budge!"

Atobe's expression darkened slightly, but his gaze toward Echizen held a hint of sympathy.

This is an insurmountable chasm.

"Hey!"

To everyone's surprise, Echizen laughed again: "As expected, you still have an invincible defensive move!"

"Echizen him?"

Momoshiro and the others looked at each other in bewilderment. They were clearly in a very passive position, yet Echizen was still able to laugh.

"I see!"

Fuji's narrowed eyes suddenly snapped open: "An invincible spear and an invincible shield—that's the fatal weakness of Sanada tennis!"

Chapter Ninety-Five: Whirlwind Smash [5/5, Please Subscribe!]

Use your own spear against your own shield!

This story is not only widely circulated in the ancient East, but also almost a household name in Japan, which is deeply influenced by its culture.

"I see!"

Almost as soon as Fuji finished speaking, Inui abruptly raised his head. "Echizen said that Sanada's fatal flaw is this!"

"Sanada, who has mastered both offense and defense to the extreme level of a junior high school student, can easily crush any opponent he encounters."

"However, he has never encountered a player like Echizen who has reached a state of selflessness!"

"No!"

Fuji interrupted Inui, glancing meaningfully at Tezuka beside him who had a cold expression, and said, "He probably hasn't encountered anyone who can use his techniques to counter him!"

boom!

boom!

Once Sanada's mountain was seen by Echizen, his fire became ineffective. An invincible attack cannot break an equally invincible defense.

The two players resumed their original rhythm of the game.

boom!

Sanada returned the tennis ball, his gaze slightly shifting: "I must say, you are indeed a prodigy, but once your attacks stop, that terrifying fatigue will overwhelm you from every part of your body..."

The longer this match drags on, the more advantageous it will be for him.

From the stands, Inoue remarked, "It's hard to imagine that the emperor would be forced to this point."

Being bound by his own attacks—perhaps this is the price Sanada pays for striving for perfection in every aspect.

"Oh! How amazing! Echizen, a first-year student from Seigaku, has actually started to fight back! My god! He used Sanada's smash!"

Lying on his sickbed, listening to the news about the tournament on the radio, Yukimura frowned, then shook his head with a wry smile.

“Sanada, you still haven’t guarded against this fatal weakness…”

But then, as if he had just realized something, he muttered to himself, "Is that move still sealed, or was it incomplete?"

He knew very well that Sanada was carrying a huge burden on his heart. If he couldn't resolve this inner conflict, his tennis career would be severely limited. For example, this time, facing Echizen's attack, he hesitated to break free of his seal, instead being bound by his own signature move.

"I know you're waiting, but tennis is something you can't hesitate about..."

Indecisiveness and hesitation are the worst things to do in tennis.

"Ugh……"

With a long sigh, Yukimura turned off the radio. The surgery was imminent; he couldn't allow his emotions to fluctuate any further.

Just then, the door opened, and the nurse who usually took care of him walked in, smiling, "Yukimura-kun, get ready, the surgery will begin in two hours..."

After saying that, she turned around and gently closed the door.

"Ah!"

Yukimura gave a wry smile. The other party had notified him two hours in advance, probably because they already knew he was secretly listening to the radio.