Prince of Tennis Fraudster

"what!"

He let out a wild shout, his eyes bloodshot, which startled the audience members nearby, causing them to step back.

"what's the situation?"

Saori Shiba, who came to interview, frowned. The team that was the second seed in the regional competition was not calm at all?

"I think he must be very disappointed."

Inoue sighed, his gaze falling on the two groups of players sitting in the rest area, their faces dejected, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"He must have spent a lot of money to bring four high school students to the regional competition!"

Unfortunately, it backfired.

The strength of the reigning champion Rikkai is not something that a few high school students can easily overcome.

Chapter 51 Chain Missions

"I see……"

Upon hearing this, Kitaen, who was not far from the two, immediately understood the whole situation. This Kuki was probably provoking Niou because he wanted to use the opportunity to defeat Rikkai, right?

"What grand ambitions!"

It is ambition, and also delusion.

The more Kitaen interacted with them, the more she understood the terrifying nature of Rikkai, the so-called "King of Rikkai." At least for now, she hadn't encountered a team capable of dethroning them.

"The singles match will now begin!"

Just then, the referee's voice rang out, silencing the whispering spectators around them. Bei Yuan's beautiful eyes flickered slightly, her eyelashes fluttering as she turned her gaze towards where someone was standing.

When she saw him stand up, a complex mix of emotions welled up inside her. "He really is... playing three-on-one?"

"Kuji Kiji from Tsuneyama Junior High School versus Niou Masaharu from the National Taiwan Ocean University Affiliated Junior High School. Please come forward."

"Nine Demons?"

"It turned out to be him!"

"I never expected that kid has such big ambitions!"

The murmurs continued, while Niou walked to the net with a smile, looked at the indignant Kuki, and said with a laugh, "What's wrong? Has Kuki-kun's plan failed?"

What appeared to be a friendly smile to outsiders took on a completely different meaning in the eyes of Kuki.

"You already knew?"

His narrow, wolf-like eyes stared intently at Renwang. "So, you've come here to laugh at me?"

"Ah……"

Renwang shook his head, reached out and grasped the other's hand, and said softly, "I'm sorry, you're not worth my attention!"

boom!

The anger that had been building up in Kuki's chest could no longer be contained. He flung his hand away and turned to retreat to the back of the field.

"Ding!"

"Kuki Kiji's favorability towards the host -30!"

"Tsk tsk..."

Niou sipped his tea, watching Kuki's departing figure with an undiminished smile, but the next second, his expression faltered slightly.

"Ding!"

"Kuki Kiji's attitude towards the host is: hostility, triggering a hidden chain quest, [The Non-existent Legend]. Does the host accept the quest?"

A legend that never existed?

Niou's gaze darkened, but his heart was in turmoil, the waves of which lingered for a long time.

"accept!"

The thought flashed through his mind, and Niou immediately chose to accept it.

"Ding!"

"Host accepts the phased chain quest [The Non-existent Legend], first quest [Prisoner of Power]. Quest description: Host must directly counter the wave ball launched by Kuki Kiji. Rewards: Reputation, Points!"

Prisoners of power...

It's another bizarre mission.

At that moment, the referee, who was in charge of guessing who would serve, looked at Niou somewhat awkwardly. He snapped out of his daze and shook his head at the referee.

"Give him the serve, and I'll take this side of the court." With that, he turned and retreated towards the baseline.

The referee was somewhat stunned, then gave a wry smile and said, "The match begins. Tsuneyama Kuki serves. End of game!"

Although it's not exactly in accordance with the rules, there's no other way.

Inoue rubbed his hands together, looking at the court with excitement: "It's starting."

Kita-en noticed that the reporter named Inoue seemed quite interested in that guy. With a flick of her eyelashes, she turned her head to look at the hunched-over Niou, thinking to herself, "If he keeps doing this, he might turn into a hunchback one day!"

Snapped!

Snapped!

On the court, Kuki gently tapped the tennis ball. At the same time, his anger subsided considerably, and reason once again took over.

He grabbed the tennis ball, raised his head, and squinted at Niou opposite him: "You bastard, I'll show you what despair is!"

call!

He tossed the ball up, his body half-jumped, and with a flick of his racket, smashed it down from above his head.

boom!

The tennis ball bounced and shot quickly towards the other side.

"A good serve."

Sanada nodded, glancing at Kuki with some surprise, and muttered to himself, "This guy wasn't this strong last year, was he?"

Tap tap!

On the other side of the court, Renwang started moving upon hearing the sound. He had mastered the ability to judge the approximate trajectory of the tennis ball by the sound of the ball being hit.

"This speed... This Niou really was hiding his strength when he was competing against Minister Matsuyama!"

Those who watched the morning's match noticed the change in Niou.

His speed was almost 30% faster than during his match against Nakatani that morning. In the blink of an eye for many ordinary people, Niou had already appeared in front of the landing point of the tennis ball.

With a quick glance, he took in Kuki's position, extended his racket to block the tennis ball, flicked it, and hit it towards the opponent's court.

At the same time, his eyes flickered slightly as he pondered to himself.

"This Kuki has a strength of 4 points, plus his talent bonus. If I were to take his wave ball head-on, my hand probably wouldn't be able to withstand it."

The Wave Ball is no joke. Those with weaker abilities are almost guaranteed to be injured upon contact, and it could even break an arm.

"But the most urgent task is to force him to use that move..."

With his eyes narrowed, Renou started moving again. This time, he chose to take the initiative and increased his speed even further. When he reached the return ball, he raised his racket high.

Thump thump!!

Seeing this, Kuki quickly retreated, but the opposing Niou changed his attack from a draw to a cut, sending out a short ball.

Whoosh!

The tennis ball grazed the net and landed gently on the ground.

Pat-pat...

"0-15!"

"hiss……"

The surrounding spectators' pupils contracted, staring in horror at Renou as he put away his racket. His feint had even fooled them!

"Forehead……"

Kuki was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses. He stared at Renwang opposite him, his eyes gradually narrowing, as if trying to see the other party clearly.

"Ah!"

Stared at by those needle-like gazes, Niou chuckled instead. He pointed his racket and looked at Kuki with a grin: "Stop holding back, use your ultimate move!"

"Ok?"

Nine Demons were startled, and their pupils suddenly contracted.

"Could it be that he..."

Testimonials

Author's Note on Launch:

This is my second book published on Feilu. To be honest, when I first came to Feilu, I was definitely a novice author. My first book, "The Bible," only honed my writing skills; I had no concept of signing a contract or publishing a book. As a result, my first publication on Feilu resulted in a rather embarrassing situation.

From initially writing for entertainment to now making a living by writing, my mindset has changed a lot.

Those who have followed my Bible reading know that I'm a lazy person; I'd rather write one chapter than two. Back then, although I was responsible for my writing, I wasn't as responsible as I am now.

To be honest, my last book was just a spur-of-the-moment decision, so the outline was very hasty. My first book on Feilu flopped, and flopped decisively—90,000 words, 50 VIP chapters. Those who have experience writing on Feilu should know very well what that means.

At that time, I was feeling down, thinking I wasn't suited for writing. But with the encouragement of friends, I started writing my first Prince of Tennis novel, Shunichi, and returned to my old profession. At first, though, I didn't really care; I just treated it as something to do for fun.

But the results were unexpectedly good, which was beyond my expectations.

Perhaps the transition was too rapid; I went from one extreme to the other, and my ego swelled. Then, Shun collapsed in the middle of his life.

Life's turning points come so quickly and so unexpectedly.

I thought about it for a long time, reflected on my shortcomings, adjusted my mindset, and started this book again. The new book's performance is about the same as Shunyi's, but I can't guarantee the subscription rate after it's released.

It might become a hit, it might be a flop, or it might be a complete disaster.

But Xiaobai promises that as long as it doesn't flop, he will persevere and finish writing it. My book was typed out word by word by myself from beginning to end. I will not do, and cannot do, hiring a ghostwriter.

I'm not afraid to tell you this, even though I'm a novice, I have ambitions too.