Prince of Tennis Fraudster

boom!

boom!

The loud sound of the ball being hit echoed through a dilapidated area by the sea. Next to it stood Rikkai Elementary School.

"Let's go take a look..."

Bei Yuan got up and quietly approached the field. When she arrived outside the rusty wire fence and saw the two people competing inside, her heart skipped a beat.

"It was them?"

Yukimura Seiichi and Niou Masaharu, two regular players from Rikkai, were actually playing tennis in the middle of the day on this abandoned and dilapidated court?

A remote and abandoned football field, with two Rikkai regulars, including captain Yukimura and the relatively unknown Niou.

With her natural intelligence and keen sense of smell, she instantly grasped the crux of the problem.

Something's fishy...

boom!

At that moment, Yukimura delivered an elegant smash, sending the tennis ball to a position that Niou couldn't react to.

"Ah!"

Yukimura landed steadily, a slight smile playing on his lips. "I'll take this first round!"

Chapter Fifty-Six: External Spin [Seeking first subscriptions and self-subscriptions!]

"What an amazing smash!"

Outside the barbed wire fence, Kitaen was stunned. Yukimura's smash was more than just powerful. The tiny white mark left by the tennis ball after it landed perfectly on the baseline.

A precise smash!

To achieve this level of skill requires extremely high tennis technique.

"Whoosh..."

Kitazono was shocked, but not as much as Niou. In the few minutes of fighting just now, he had been on the defensive almost the entire time, while Yukimura seemed to be strolling around in a garden, his ease evident.

Raising his head, Niou's slightly narrowed fox-like eyes flashed with a hint of fighting spirit.

His opponent was a king, someone he couldn't possibly challenge. But whether he fought or not, he would lose anyway, so he might as well take a gamble.

Hiss...

A glint of light flashed in his narrowed eyes as he silently launched a vulnerability assessment of Yukimura.

call!

Yukimura tossed the ball, his movements appearing much slower to Niou. But as Niou watched the slideshow-like image unfold before him, cold sweat poured down his forehead.

No!

No!

He couldn't find a single uncoordinated movement in Yukimura's swinging racket across from him!

boom!

As the tennis ball was hit, Niou felt a blur before his eyes, followed by a loud bang, the sound of a heavy cannon hitting the ground exploded at his feet.

Across from him, Yukimura smirked and said, "15-0!"

"Gudu..."

Niou swallowed hard, his left hand gripping the racket trembling violently. A primal fear gripped his body.

With a thought, he activated another skill - Data Eye.

Name: Yukimura Seiichi

Five dimensions: Speed ​​4, Strength 3.3, Body 3.3, Technique?, Precision?, Total?

Skills: 1. ?, 2. ?, 3. ?

Talent: Concentration, effect?

Title: Son of God, effect?

Overall rating: Top national player

The information is incomprehensible.

The chosen one, facing off against the king of middle school students, the epitome of absolute invincibility.

boom!

The tennis ball landed again, and Niou stood there motionless, as if stunned.

"30-0!"

boom!

"40-0!"

boom!

"Game! Yukimura, 2-0!"

"What on earth is this guy thinking?"

Beiyuan Xing's eyes widened, looking at the stunned Renwang with some confusion. That figure appeared somewhat desolate at that moment.

"Hey……"

She wanted to shout to remind King Ni, but the words stuck in her throat.

This is a real competition.

The predicament that Niou faces cannot be changed by her simple reminders. At times like these, he can only realize it himself.

However, although he didn't shout it out, Kitaen still looked at Niou with a worried expression. He didn't notice the subtle shift in his own mindset.

"Hey kid!"

In a daze, Niou suddenly remembered what Nanjiro had said to him when he was distracted during a training session on topspin serves.

Boom! Boom!

He patted his chest and looked at Renwang, saying, "It's not good to get distracted during training... When it comes to tennis, you have to use this!"

As he spoke, he pointed to his heart.

"There are no true geniuses in the world, only fools who try to touch their dreams for a goal that is out of reach."

Fool?

Recalling the faint smile on Nanjiro's face, Niou smiled.

He thought the other person was talking about him at the time, but now that he thinks about it, wasn't that fool just like Nanjiro himself?

"yes……"

He sighed deeply, and the light in his eyes gradually returned.

"There is nothing difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to climb!"

On the other side, looking at the bewildered Niou, Yukimura frowned slightly: "Could it be that I was wrong?"

"call……"

At this moment, Renwang regained his composure and said to him, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

"fine."

Yukimura shook his head, but deep down his opinion of Niou had changed considerably.

"Ok?"

But then a glint of light flashed in his eyes, because he saw that Renwang on the other side had switched his racket to his right hand.

Is it that serve?

Yukimura was taken aback, then chuckled. Did his opponent really think that serve would work on him?

At that moment, Niou tossed the tennis ball into the air.

"Heh..." Yukimura's eyes narrowed into a dangerous arc as he watched Niou's every move. "Very well, let me see what you're up to!"

Niou jumped, raising his racket from his side upwards and above his head.

"Ok?"

Yukimura, who had initially been somewhat dismissive, changed his expression slightly.

"That serve...something's off!"

Swish!

As Niou raised his racket overhead and smoothly flipped it downwards to serve, he kept recalling every detail of the serve that Nanjiro had taught him.

The timing of the jump, the angle of the racket swing, the timing of the shot, and most importantly, that aura of absolute confidence.

The racket flipped down and slammed heavily onto the tennis ball.

boom!

With a crisp sound of the ball hitting the ground, Kitazono, watching from the sidelines, only saw a pale yellow line of light, which landed with a thud at Yukimura's feet.

chi chi...

Watching the tennis ball spin wildly, Yukimura, regaining his senses, smiled, shifted his body, and turned to receive the ball.

Whoa!

But the tennis ball suddenly sprang up, not with outside spin, but in the opposite direction of his raised racket. This unexpected turn of events caught Yukimura off guard.

Niou, who had just landed, said calmly, "15-0!"

"Ding!"

"Congratulations, host, your [Spin ​​Serve] has evolved into [Super Spin Serve], current level lv3 [Purple]."

"Skill evolution, reward host with 1500 points."

Upon hearing this, a slight smile appeared on Renwang's calm face.