Prince of Tennis Fraudster

"No!"

Sanada decisively refused. His hands, due to years of kendo practice, were far less dexterous than Yagyu's. He didn't want to do something thankless, and besides, he didn't like such trivial things.

Seeing this, Yukimura smiled meaningfully. At the same time, he turned his head, his blue, glassy eyes flashing, and looked at the silent Niou.

"Niou, what about you? Why don't you give it a try?"

"No!"

Renwang shook his head, picked up the chopsticks from the plate, and with a flick of his fingers, the two chopsticks began to spin rapidly in his hand as if by magic.

"This……"

Kirihara was stunned; he hadn't expected this guy to have such amazing skills.

"Not bad!"

Yukimura smiled, but a barely perceptible glint flashed deep in his eyes.

"Here it is, students! Your hot pot is ready!"

Just then, the owner brought out the hot pot, and the steaming aroma filled the air, making Marui and Kirihara's eyes light up.

"Come on, come on!!"

Vice-captain Sanada stood up, raised his drink, and addressed the crowd: "Our Rikkai's three-peat in the national championships begins here!"

CRACK! CRACK!

The clinking of glasses rang out, and everyone began to enjoy the champion's dinner.

Looking at the group of people playing around, Niou's eyes revealed a cold glint, making him seem out of place among them.

This scene was witnessed by Yukimura, who was smiling the whole time.

After a while, Niou got up to go to the toilet. Yukimura's expression changed slightly, and he greeted everyone while clutching his stomach before following him.

"call……"

As Niou emerged from the restroom and passed through the courtyard, he couldn't help but stop and look up to admire the round, bright moon.

"It's been a month..."

Gazing at the moon, his mind was filled with memories of his past life. His past experiences unfolded before him like a slideshow, and tears welled up in Renwang's eyes without him even realizing it.

"Ugh……"

After a long silence, a sigh filled with complex emotions rang out. Yukimura, standing in the Niou clan, slowly narrowed his eyes.

"Come out, Minister Yukimura!"

At that moment, Niou's voice suddenly rang out, causing Yukimura's expression to change slightly. "He actually noticed?"

A slight tremor ran through him, but Yukimura walked out without showing any emotion. Gazing at the bright moon in the sky, he exclaimed, "The moonlight is truly beautiful!"

As he spoke, he turned to look at Niou: "No wonder you've been lingering here for so long, Niou!"

The dejected Niou calmed his complicated emotions, narrowed his fox-like eyes slightly, and said, "Minister, just say what you have to say!"

"Ah……"

Yukimura smiled, and looking at Niou's unreadable expression, he said, "Tomorrow at noon, at the abandoned sports field next to Rikkai Elementary School."

His tone was calm, but it stirred up a storm in Niou's heart.

Yukimura said, enunciating each word clearly, "I will fight you!"

"Ding!"

"Hidden quest [The King's Trial] has been triggered. Quest details: Go to the abandoned stadium tomorrow at noon and fight Yukimura. Passing the trial will reward you with reputation, points, and special items!"

After Yukimura finished speaking, he turned and left, leaving behind Niou, whose mind was filled with constantly ringing system notifications and whose expression was uncertain.

The King's Challenge!

His arrival was so sudden; at present, he is at most capable of fighting Kirihara. He has never considered challenging the three giants at this stage.

But now that the king's challenge has been delivered to his door, it's probably impossible for him to refuse.

"Since that's the case, then I'll play along to the end..."

But deep within him, something strange was also growing. It was a fighting spirit—a desire to challenge the strong!

Chapter 55 The Challenge [Seeking first subscriptions and self-subscriptions!]

The following day, Rikkai University Affiliated Elementary School.

It was the weekend, and the students were on holiday, so the entire school was deserted. In the empty campus, the faint sound of the sea crashing onto the beach could be heard.

Next to the beach is a sports field that has been abandoned for half a year.

The once-solid cement walls are now covered in spots and blemishes from the erosion of seawater. Deeper areas have even taken on a dark green hue.

"Quack~"

In the distance, a seagull flew low overhead. Having returned from hunting, it was preparing to go back to its nest to rest. However, just as it passed over the sports field, its descent abruptly halted, and it began to circle low.

"crunch~"

The long-abandoned iron gate of the sports field was pushed open, and a young man dressed in light gray clothes and carrying a tennis bag walked in. He had silver-blue hair tied in a small braid, handsome features, and narrow, fox-like eyes. An elusive and enigmatic aura emanated from him.

It was none other than King Ni, who had come to keep the appointment.

"You've come!"

At the front of the tennis court, Yukimura, dressed in a light blue outfit, smiled and said, "Well then, let's begin!"

"and many more!"

Niou put down his tennis bag, took out a racket, and frowned slightly as he said, "I want to know, why did you come looking for me?"

Rikkai itself is full of top players. In addition to Yukimura, who stands above all junior high school students, there is Emperor Sanada, who is known for his fierce and domineering style, Yanagi, who has mastered data tennis to the extreme, the genius Marui, and the formidable Yagyu.

Even the jackal that Niou defeated was a very impressive character.

Theoretically speaking, if Yukimura wanted to convey a certain meaning through a competition, Sanada would be the top priority, followed by Yanagi, and then Kirihara, a representative of the new generation.

No matter how you look at it, it's not his place to become Prince Niohisa.

"Ah……"

Upon hearing this, Yukimura's smile deepened. He gripped his racket, stood up, and walked to the center of the court, saying with a touch of感慨 (gan3kai3, a complex emotion encompassing both admiration and reflection), "Would you believe me if I said this was just my intuition?"

intuition?

Niou raised an eyebrow, then immediately recalled Yukimura's innate abilities from the original work.

Psychological attack!

The ability to suppress his five senses, and the sixth sense that resonated with Tokugawa, all demonstrate that he possesses a special talent in the realm of the mind and senses. Upon further reflection, he seemed to have found an explanation.

"It's probably because of the system..."

Niou's transformation was so rapid that it was hard to believe. It wasn't surprising that Yukimura, with his keen senses, noticed it.

"That's all, right?"

Yukimura countered with a question, while Niou shook his head. The former nodded and said, "Then let's begin. Since I'm the captain, you'll serve first."

Upon hearing this, Niou didn't mince words; he didn't think Yukimura was being arrogant. After all, in the current junior high school tennis world, Yukimura was the absolute authority.

"call……"

Niou gently patted the tennis ball a few times, and after getting a feel for it, he took a light breath and tossed the ball into the air.

Then, he tiptoed, bent his knees, raised his racket, and hit the ball—the whole process was completed in one go, making Yukimura on the other side nod in approval.

"good."

But it was only "good" at best. He started moving, quickly following the tennis ball, and precisely controlled the timing to push the racket out just before the ball hit the ground.

Bang!

A crisp sound rang out as the tennis ball flew straight back. On the opposite side, Niou, having served, immediately set off to chase after the ball.

boom!

boom!

The two engaged in a fierce rally, the crisp sound of the ball hitting the shuttlecock echoing across the abandoned tennis court.

"Ugh……"

On the beach, a beautiful figure gazed at the azure sea and sighed softly.

Looking down at the train ticket in her hand, Kitahara felt a mix of emotions. Her brother had called yesterday, urging her to go back quickly, but she was still worried about things in Kanagawa.

To be honest, she had basically finished her work here. But whenever she thought about going back, Xia Shi's chubby little face would always appear in her mind, along with the words that were always on her lips.

'Sister, this is from my brother.'

'Sister, Xia Shi also thinks she's amazing. You know, that big dummy was six years old and still wet the bed...'

"Haha, Mom said that when Niou was little, he was very shy and would blush whenever he saw a girl."

Consequently, the image of that person involuntarily appeared in her mind.

Mysterious yet ordinary, always smiling, yet giving off a feeling of keeping people at a distance.

"What kind of person is he, really?"

Splash!

The seawater crashed against the wall, creating a series of noises that made her already chaotic mind even more chaotic.

Bang... Bang!

"Ok?"

Bei Yuan's ears twitched, and her willow-leaf eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"Someone's playing tennis...or did I hear that right?"

She remembered that there didn't seem to be any golf courses nearby. But as the sea breeze calmed down, the sound of the ball hitting the ground became clearer and clearer.

"Really someone?"

Driven by curiosity, Beiyuan slowly approached the direction from which the sound of the ball being hit came.