Prince of Tennis Fraudster

"There's a flaw!"

With a sharp look, Renou flicked his racket, gently sending the tennis ball forward. The unexpected short ball startled the jackal, who was near the baseline.

His expression changed, and he immediately sprinted towards the net.

He took two steps at a time, moving so fast it was almost blinding, but he managed to extend his racket just before the tennis ball hit the ground a second time.

Snapped!

The tennis ball bounced high into the air, and Renou on the opposite side leaped up. He swung his racket in a wide arc and smashed the ball down with a thud, scoring a point in one fell swoop.

"0-15!"

"hiss……"

As Niou landed steadily, the surrounding audience gasped. Short ball, smash—facing a regular player, Niou had made such a decisive judgment.

"A beautiful smash!"

Amidst the crowd, Inoue couldn't help but clap his hands excitedly. Kura Ren, on the other hand, remained indifferent, but the slight trembling of his eyebrows revealed that his heart was far from calm.

boom!

A long-range, penetrating shot left the jackal attacking at the net helpless.

"0-30!"

boom!

Another smash, and Renou decisively took the point.

"0-40!"

"The break point has been reached..."

Inoue clenched his fist, a hint of excitement in his eyes. He had a premonition that this Niou would be the biggest gain from his trip to Rikkai.

Using the same tactic again, he dropped a short ball to distort the jackal's movements, while Renwang leaped up and smashed it to win the first game.

boom!

"Game! Nioh, 0-1, switch sides!"

Niou decisively won the match, leaving the surrounding audience stunned. The match just now did indeed resemble a regular player versus a non-regular player, but Niou and Jackal's positions had just been switched.

"That jackal..."

Not far from the stadium, a young man wearing a Rikkai jersey took small steps, chewing something in his mouth, and shook his head with a wry smile as he glanced in the direction of the jackals. This man was Marui, who had just finished the game.

"His personality hasn't changed at all!"

Behind Marui came an elegant and calm voice. Without turning around, he knew who it was.

The sound of rustling footsteps rang out, and a tall, slender young man with a round, disheveled hairstyle and closed eyes appeared beside Marui—Renji Yanagi.

Liu looked at the jackal who had gotten up to switch sides and smiled, "He's now applying doubles tactics to singles."

Show the enemy weakness!

According to Liu's data, Marui and Jackal's win rate in the first game of doubles was less than 10%. It seems that Jackal is not as bad as the audience sees him; beneath his dark and honest appearance, he actually has other plans.

Swish!

The two passed each other in the middle of the net.

Without turning his head, the jackal's calm voice carried a hint of amusement: "You have indeed improved rapidly, but in this match, I will be the victor!"

His tone was confident, as if victory was already in his grasp. This demeanor caused Niou's fox-like eyes to narrow slightly.

With a sudden thought, Niou turned his head and used the skill 'Data Eye' on the departing jackal's back.

But upon looking at him, his expression suddenly froze.

Chapter Thirty-One: Kanto Level

Name: Jackal Kuwabara (14)

五维：速3.3、力1.7、体4、技2.8、精0.7，总和12.5

Skills: Fire Rat Cannon Interception Lv5 [Blue], All-Round Defense Lv6 [Blue]

Talent: Undying

Title: Rikkai Iron Wall

Overall rating: A third-rate player from the Kanto region!

"Kanto-class!"

Ren-ou was startled, lowered his head, and turned back with a stiff expression. Although the opponent's five dimensions were lower than his own, their rating was still Kanto-level!

Stand at the service line and pick up a tennis ball.

His gaze swept lightly over the jackal, who had assumed a defensive stance, and his expression grew increasingly serious. This person was indeed the strongest opponent he had encountered since his rebirth in this world.

Two high-level blue skills, and one talent skill.

"It seems we have no choice but to go all out!"

He tossed the tennis ball lightly, bent his knees slightly, stretched out his arms, swung his racket, and smashed it down onto the tennis ball.

boom!

A crisp sound of the ball hitting the net rang out, and the tennis ball flew over the net with a whoosh, landing on the court to the right of the jackal.

"what?"

A boy dressed in a first-year uniform frowned and asked, puzzled, "Why didn't this senior use that topspin serve?"

In his view, with the powerful weapon of the topspin serve, and since this trick is already widely known, there seems to be no point in hiding it anymore.

You're wrong.

Inoue, standing nearby, shook his head. He knew a bit about the topspin serve. After all, his idol had used this move to defeat many world-class players.

Seeing the puzzled look on the boy's face, Inoue explained, "Look closely, Niou is left-handed, while Jackal is right-handed. To make an effective topspin serve, it's better to hit it from the backhand side."

The implication is that in this situation, using external spin is not as good as a normal serve.

"I see." The boy nodded in understanding and bowed, saying, "Thank you for your guidance!"

"It's nothing." Inoue waved his hand, his gaze returning to the court.

boom!

Although Niou's serve wasn't topspin, it was still quite fast. However, the Jackal was also fast; with a flick of his racket, he hit the tennis ball back.

Tap tap!

At the same time, he turned around and sped up his internet browsing.

Inoue frowned: "This is..."

The jackal was too fast; almost as soon as the tennis ball hit the ground, he was already standing in front of the net. Renwang, who was about to return the ball, looked up and his eyebrows furrowed.

awkward!

The jackal, standing at the net, skillfully used his extensive experience to block Renwang's return shot.

"Weakness identified!"

With a thought in mind, Niou decisively used Weakness Insight.

Swish!

Suddenly, everything in his field of vision slowed down, including the jackal that stood like an iron wall in front of the net.

"Hiss..."

Niou's lips parted slightly, and a wisp of cold air rushed in.

There are no flaws!

He was dead; his return shot was completely blocked. Time ticked by, and a bead of sweat appeared on Renwang's forehead. In a flash, he gritted his teeth and swung his racket.

boom!

The tennis ball flew out, intending to pass through from the left.

"A good response."

The jackal, who was blocking the net, smirked slightly. Renwang's reaction was indeed quite good, but with such a fast return, it was too easy for him to counterattack.

tread!

He took a step forward with one foot, extended his racket to block the ball, and pressed down hard at the same time.

boom!

The tennis ball deflected off at a low angle, lightly grazing the ground near the sideline before bouncing out.

"0-15!"

The power and angle of that shot made the spectators on the sidelines secretly clench their fists.

Cool!

They came to watch the match specifically to witness these skillful, split-second moments. Even a novice would find the jackal's aggressive, downward counterattack incredibly exciting.

Tick ​​tock!

Sweat dripped down his cheeks, and unlike the relaxed smile of the jackal, Niou's brows were furrowed. At this moment, the helplessness he felt when the tennis ball landed had transformed into immense pressure, making his heart grow increasingly heavy.

"He's too strong. He's only one point higher than me in the five dimensions..."

At that moment, Niou clearly realized that the five dimensions were not that important for the game.

boom!

"0-30!"

boom!

"0-40!"

boom!

"Game! Jackals, 1-1!"