Prince of Tennis Fraudster

He was unwilling to accept it. He had the system, believed he was no less than Sanada or Yukimura, and thought what he lacked was time. But being forced to this point by the worst singles player in the starting lineup, Jackal, was such a bloody reality that it dealt him a heavy blow.

He was not a chosen one, nor was he favored by God; he was merely a lonely and unfortunate soul abandoned by the world.

Anger, regret, sorrow...

A mix of emotions filled Niou's mind and heart, causing his expression to shift between ferocity and bitterness. The surrounding audience watched in stunned silence.

Liu, standing outside the stadium, raised an eyebrow: "This is... negative emotion!"

Negative emotions are a vague and abstract concept belonging to the realm of the mind. However, no player with considerable tennis experience would deny their existence. In fact, in true high-level matches, there are even mental offensive and defensive techniques.

So when Niou showed a reaction, the regulars, including Marui, all had a serious look on their faces.

Being enveloped by negative emotions can lead to a brief period of madness, or even a strong aversion to tennis, causing one to reject the sport altogether, and may even cause one's personality to become prone to madness.

Of course, there are also positive examples.

For example, someone within Rikkai might experience a significant increase in strength when enveloped in negative emotions. However, such cases are extremely rare.

"Nioh Masaharu..."

Not far from the stadium, a young man wearing Rikkai's starting uniform, with hair hanging down like seaweed, stared intently at Niou's figure. It was Kirihara, who had already finished his Group C match.

His gaze toward Niou was somewhat complicated, but it ultimately coalesced into two cold glints: "Is this all you've got?"

On the field, Renou's negative emotions continued to accumulate. But it seemed to have exceeded his physical capacity; the veins around his eyes were visible, and his eyeballs were bloodshot.

"Drip! Drip! Drip!"

"Warning! Warning! The host's emotions are fluctuating too rapidly, and negative emotions are accumulating excessively. It is recommended that you immediately forfeit the match!"

However, Niou, his eyes blazing with fury, completely ignored the system's advice. He switched the racket to his left hand and tossed the tennis ball high into the air.

Sanada, who had been silent until now, finally spoke up: "He's lost..."

At this moment, apart from himself, the tennis ball, and the jackal, there was nothing else in Niou's field of vision.

boom!

The racket struck the tennis ball heavily, causing it to tremble and then fly out like a yellow streak of light.

Whoosh!

This shot came with such ferocity that it made the jackal's eyelids twitch.

"The force seems to have increased?"

However, although the tennis ball was fast, his jackal speed was not slow either. With a sudden burst of speed, he pounced on the ball like a cheetah stalking the baseline.

Bang!

The tennis ball landed, and the jackal immediately struck it with his racket.

Half-hit!

Having specifically trained in volleys, he was equally adept at hitting half-volleys. He pressed down with his racket to cover the tennis ball, while simultaneously lifting it up with a powerful swing of his arm.

With a single push, he sent the tennis ball flying.

Whoosh!

The tennis ball traced a deadly arc, a single strike that would end the match. Also sensing the extreme danger was Niou, who was on the baseline, his mind in turmoil.

"Beep beep beep!!!"

"The host's emotional state is approaching a critical point, and consciousness is about to collapse. The system will forcibly sever the host's consciousness!!!"

“切断开始，1%、2%……11%……23%……56%……”

"No, I can't lose!"

Niou struggled to regain consciousness, but under the system's influence, his mind was about to go into hibernation. This was the system's 'safety' mechanism, similar to the concept of an automatic circuit breaker tripping when a short circuit occurs.

weight!

Niou had never felt his eyelids so heavy, nor had he ever been so tired, but deep down, a last shred of obsession sustained him.

He didn't want to lose!

"97%, 98%..."

The system severed consciousness in the blink of an eye, before the jackal's attack even crossed the net. But just as Niou's consciousness was about to go dormant, a sudden change occurred.

"Completion rate 99%...99%...99%!!!"

The system seemed to have crashed, with the sound playing repeatedly but never reaching its maximum value.

"I...won't! Lose!"

Swish!

Niou's droopy eyelids suddenly snapped open. A bright spot flashed in his brown pupils, reflecting the jackal's every movement, the spin and trajectory of the tennis ball, all merging into a single, sharp glint.

"DiDi!!"

"Exotic energy detected. Changes are occurring on the host. Scan initiation... Beep beep, system cannot identify. Warning! Warning! System cannot identify!"

"it's over……"

Marui sighed. Although he supported Jackal more, he also felt that Niou was a bit of a pity.

Swish!

The tennis ball flew out in a curved arc, then plummeted downwards. This ball was Niou's final death sentence. But the next moment, Yukimura and Sanada's expressions changed slightly, and they both looked to the left of the flying tennis ball.

"Nioh!!!"

The spectators, whose eyes were following the tennis, were suddenly startled.

When did he get there?

Seeing Renwang's anger completely dissipate, Liu suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes. Then, he saw his opponent extend his racket and gently tap the shuttlecock.

Snapped!

The tennis ball trembled slightly, then slowly drifted over the net.

Pat-pat...

"15-40!"

The running jackal froze, its movements stiffening on the spot.

The surroundings were so quiet you could hear a pin drop, with only the rustling of the wind blowing and dancing in Niou's silver-blue hair.

"Ding!"

The long-awaited system boost sound rang out, and Niou's lips curled into a smile.

"Congratulations, host, on fusing the skills [Data Eye] and [Weakness Insight], and gaining the new skill [Data Tennis Ball]. Reward: 1000 points!"

"Data Tennis Lv1 [Blue]: By observing the opponent's behavior, return habits, etc., scientifically and rationally analyze the opponent's next return trajectory. At the current level, data accuracy is increased by 5%. Note: This skill includes the characteristics of the skill before fusion!"

"It's a fusion skill?"

Niou looked at the introduction to Data Tennis and felt a surge of emotion.

Just now, at the moment when he felt as if his heart was about to burst, a sudden flash of inspiration struck him, and the jackal's return shot and trajectory appeared before him as if in 3D simulation.

In other words, he made a breakthrough in a critical situation.

"What was that just now?"

The jackal, his movements stiff, put away his racket, a shadow falling over his chocolate-colored face. Just now, he hadn't even been able to catch that ball with his speed?

“This is getting more and more interesting.” Yukimura smiled naturally, which made Saori Shiba, who was standing next to him, freeze instantly.

Upon hearing this, Sanada pulled down his hat, obscuring his gaze. Yanagi and Marui's expressions grew more serious, and even Yagyu, who had just arrived, gave Niou a new look.

The second and third graders next to them also realized that the game was not over yet.

Chapter Thirty-Five: Data Tennis

Snapped!Snapped!

Niou hit the tennis racket twice, then tossed it into the air, raised the racket, and pressed down hard with his left arm.

boom!

The tennis ball was hit towards the jackal's left side. The jackal sprang into action, charging forward like a nimble cheetah.

Although that shot was bizarre, it didn't change the outcome of the match at point. With his extensive experience, he naturally wouldn't panic. In fact, he subconsciously considered Renwang's reaction just now as accidental.

boom!

As he approached the tennis ball, he lifted his racket and forcefully hit the ball towards the opposite corner.

"Ok?"

However, when he looked up, he was stunned.

Nioh!

That guy blocked his way to return the ball once again, and with a gentle push of his racket, he sliced ​​the tennis ball away.

Damn it!

With a low curse, the jackal ran towards the net. At the same time, a thought began to cross his mind: once was one thing, but appearing right in front of the tennis ball's landing point twice in a row was no coincidence.

"Could it be that he..."

The jackal, moving swiftly, seemed to realize something; his body trembled slightly, but it didn't affect his movements. Reaching the net, he had a fraction of a second to consider.

With a cold glance at the opposite side, Jackal made up his mind and smacked the tennis ball towards the corner furthest from Nioh.

Tap tap!

However, just as the tennis ball flew a short distance, Niou's body reappeared in the jackal's line of sight.

"So fast!"

His eyes widened in disbelief. When did Niou become so fast? And wasn't he exhausted? How did he still have the energy to run?

boom!

However, Niou was unusually calm when returning the ball. After blocking the tennis ball with his racket, he flicked it sharply, sending the ball flying over the jackal's head and hitting him in the effective range behind him.

"30-40!"