Prince of Tennis Fraudster

Too fast! The reaction speed of a tennis ball is extremely short, and it's not even on the same level as Nioh's outside spin.

"Is this the real topspin serve?"

He remembered that Kirihara's truly formidable serve was the knuckle serve (an irregular serve). That serve was more varied than the topspin serve, and for a time, even a serious Fuji couldn't beat Kirihara in his red-eyed state.

gap!

With just one serve, he shattered the confidence that Niou had gained from being one level above him.

call!

On the opposite side, Kirihara jumped up again and hit the tennis ball with a thud. Niou didn't dare to be careless, his eyes fixed on the landing tennis ball, sensing the changes on it.

chi chi...

It's spinning faster and faster, faster and faster!

Whoosh!

Just as Niou was wondering why the ball seemed to be bouncing much slower than usual, the tennis ball suddenly bounced up.

"The speed has changed!"

Looking at Niou, who had dodged the tennis ball, he stared at the opponent with some shock, only to find that it was Kirihara, who was simulated by the system.

"I see. The power of the topspin serve isn't just about the angle of the ball's bounce in the opposite direction. In the hands of a true master, the speed of the tennis ball can be controlled at will."

Kirihara, on the other hand, is that kind of expert.

Swish!

Thinking of this, Renwang's expression turned solemn, and a flame flickered in his eyes. Within his body, a burning desire to become stronger gradually began to boil.

boom!

The tennis ball was hitting towards him, and Niou carefully observed it before calmly dodging it.

boom!

After observing, Niou dodged again.

This continued for a while, until around the tenth ball, when Niou made a move.

Swish!

He swiftly dodged, creating half a body length to comfortably return the ball. At the same time, he flicked his racket with his left hand, blocking the spot where the opponent's head had been.

boom!

The racket stopped the tennis ball, but the immense force transmitted from it caused Niou's expression to change.

"Good weight!"

This shot wasn't just a powerful serve. Rather, it was the spin of the tennis ball that created a strong penetrating force, which pressed against Nioh's arm through the racket face.

"Aha!"

With a loud shout, Renou returned the serve, but at the same time he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Niou, having regained his balance, stared intently at Kirihara, who was about to serve again. "What a terrifying serve..."

Speed, power, and spin—all were beyond his understanding. His ability to return the ball stemmed from observing over ten balls in succession, and from Kirihara's willingness to demonstrate the possible variations in the tennis ball without concealing them.

In a real match, he would probably need at least five games to figure out Kirihara's topspin serve. But don't forget, his opponent's real trump card is the even more terrifying knuckle serve.

If Kirihara's serve is this strong, what about Kirihara in his red-eyed state? And what about the Rikkai Big Three above him, and even the future U-17 high school students?

"call……"

Renwang let out a breath of stale air. No wonder the system said that his probability of reaching the top was only ten percent.

"I want to become stronger!"

At that moment, Renwang felt an urgent urge to become stronger. And all of this was observed by the system beside him.

True tennis masters aren't forced into greatness by others. They are born with a deep-seated desire to be the best. It's this kind of effort that lasts and makes it possible to turn that 10% into 100%!

Chapter Twenty: The Start of School

The new semester begins at Rikkai University, where the sea breeze is blowing and cherry blossoms are fluttering in the air. Freshmen chat with each other, and lively scenes can be seen in every corner of the campus.

"call……"

Standing in the school building corridor, leaning against the wall and looking out, Kirihara, with tape on his face, let out a long sigh of relief: "Finally, I'm not a first-year student anymore!"

Age is a major weakness for Kirihara in the tennis team.

However, while Sanada is strict about rules and acts with lightning speed, he won't be overly rigid with those who truly have the ability. Kirihara had already secured a spot on the regular team before last year's national tournament.

Of course, this was also thanks to Rikkai University having three relatively enlightened leaders, which prevented the third-year students from raising any objections. Mori, as the representative of the third-year leaders, was, in fact, a complete lazybones.

The change of power in Rikkai proceeded without any setbacks.

On the fourth floor, at the entrance to the third-year C-list, Yukimura, dressed in a black school uniform and tie, smiled and said, "Newcomers, new look, new season!"

Beside him, Liu, squinting, said, "Before that, the intra-school competition should also be put on the agenda, Genichiro!"

"Ok!"

Sanada nodded. Without his baseball cap, he lacked that intense aura of intimidation. With his black hair and handsome features, he was actually not much less attractive than the others.

However, many people were intimidated by his imposing presence and dared not even look him in the eye. His strength overshadowed his handsome features; people were more interested in his tennis style than his appearance. And he was happy with that.

"Oh, right."

Yukimura wore a captivating smile, causing the girls nearby to gasp in surprise. He nodded in that direction, and the girls nearly fainted from happiness.

Turning back to Sanada, he asked, "What do you plan to do about that Niou?"

Sanada's voice immediately turned cold: "He's not qualified enough!"

Seniority-based ranking was a phenomenon prevalent in Japanese companies of all sizes at the time. This phenomenon also influenced tennis.

Lacking both experience and overwhelming strength like Sanada and Yukimura, those inherently arrogant third-year students would never agree to it.

After all, Nakagawa's strength was only at the lower-middle level among the third-year students. There were also several strong non-regular elites.

"Is that so?" Upon hearing this, Yukimura's smile deepened.

“Of course.” Sanada paused, staring blankly into the distance, then a slight smile appeared on his lips. “That depends on his attitude towards training.”

really!

Yukimura and Yanagi exchanged a smile.

Three years of A-class training, twenty men and twenty women.

In the classroom, the boys, who had only just met again at the start of the new semester, had endless things to talk about and were constantly joking and playing around. Meanwhile, some of the girls were gossiping, while others were engrossed in their books.

In the back row of the third row, Renwang, bored out of his mind, twirled a pencil in his left hand, making it spin rapidly. This was a skill he had spent a long time learning in his previous life, used to show off and pass the time.

Looking out the window at the bustling scene, he suddenly had a feeling of being in another world.

He had only been in this world for three days, but tennis was already deeply etched into his memory. Professional tennis—that was his goal, and his ambition knew no bounds.

"Surpassing Echizen Nanjiro, becoming the only true legend in the tennis world!"

Thinking of this, a glint flashed in his eyes, startling the guy in front of him who was reading comics. He turned around, but Niou smiled slightly at him, the fox-like smile reminding the boy with the round hair of a villain in a comic book.

“Lord Renwang, you…” He wanted to ask tentatively, but before he could finish speaking, he was forcibly interrupted.

"Niou Masaharu, come to my office!"

This is Kuran Koyama, the most famous teacher at Rikkai University. As a mathematics teacher, he unsurprisingly incurred God's jealousy, and before he was forty, he already had a full head of Mediterranean hair.

Following behind Kura Ren, and seeing his exceptional intelligence, Niou became even more determined to pursue a career in tennis.

The two sat facing each other in the office.

Cang Lian looked at the calm-faced Niou and frowned, saying, "Yaji, I heard you've started playing tennis again recently?"

Kura Ren was also a tennis fan, but he knew very well that practicing tennis would distract Niou from a lot of his energy.

"Yes," Niou replied truthfully.

"Why?" Cang Lian's voice suddenly rose several octaves, and he roared in a low voice, "Isn't your goal the University of Tokyo? Don't you want to become a great engineer? Even if your body recovers, you might not be able to cross the threshold of becoming a professional tennis player!"

Seeing his teacher's face flushed slightly from his roar, Niou felt a pang of emotion. However, his expression remained unchanged, instead showing a hint of a smile.

A sharp glint flashed in Niou's narrow eyes: "Because I want to go pro!"

Geek!

Cang Lian felt a tremor in his heart, because he saw that Ren Wang's eyes were even more determined than when he was learning mathematics.

"Humph!"

Knowing he couldn't get through to Prince Ren, he snorted coldly and said, "I will personally visit your father tomorrow!"

“I’m afraid we won’t need to trouble you, teacher.” Renwang smiled and stood up, saying, “I’ve already discussed this matter with my father. Besides, becoming a mathematician and a professional tennis player don’t seem to be contradictory, do they?”

Cang Lian was taken aback, then shook his head and said, "You're too naive."

Not to mention how difficult it is to reach the top in either of those two fields. Moreover, Nioh is being pursued simultaneously, making any significant achievement in that area a pipe dream.

"That's all for now, teacher. I'll take my leave now!"

Renwang bowed slightly, turned and walked out of the office. Watching his departing figure, Cang Lian couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Yazhi, you have no idea how vast this world is!"

But recalling the look in Niou's eyes earlier, Kura Ren's eyes lit up again: "I hope you succeed, the second samurai Nanjiro? Heh..."

Chapter Twenty-One: Changes

A week has passed in the blink of an eye.

After several days of training, Niou's condition and skills have greatly improved.

Name: Niou Masaharu (14)

五维：速2.5、力1.8、体2、技2.5、精3.8，总和12.6

技能：数据眼lv2【白色】，次数1/1；外旋发球lv1【蓝色】，弱点洞悉lv2【白色】。

Talent: None

Title: None