Prince of Tennis Fraudster

"Even the 'thousands of trials and tribulations' and 'brilliant talent' techniques were useless against Senior Fuji?"

Momoshiro stared in disbelief as Fuji, his brown hair gently ruffling in the breeze, switched places with him. "Has Fuji-senpai really surpassed Tezuka-sama now?"

"Tezuka..."

As they passed each other, Fuji noticed Tezuka's furrowed brows and worried expression as he walked past him.

Those eyes, which should have been as immovable as a mountain and as firm as iron, were now trembling constantly, as if they were enduring immense pain.

Chapter 160 Road Cut Off

In the Japanese team, Kirihara couldn't help but say, "Fuji-senpai is amazing! He actually managed to beat Tezuka to a pulp!"

"No, Akaya, you're wrong." Liu Qing, who had been holding his arms, slowly opened his eyes and shook his head, saying, "Tezuka didn't use his full strength."

Indeed, Tezuka used the Domain and Zero Style, as well as the Trial and Triumph Technique. But he didn't use the ultimate technique of selflessness that he had mastered in U-17, the seamless third door.

"Is it useless, or is it unusable?"

At the front of the group, Niou narrowed his eyes slightly. His eyesight and knowledge were among the best in the Japanese team, and he vaguely sensed that Tezuka didn't not want to use the Perfect Armor, but rather that he couldn't.

A flawless decision requires a heartfelt, unwavering choice of judgment. It seems Tezuka was caught in a struggle with himself.

"What on earth is that guy up to?"

In the German team, Seyfried stared coldly at Tezuka, a hint of icy glint in his eyes, and said, "Since you're on the field, you should play like a professional, otherwise people will think you're an amateur!"

"Guoguang..."

Polk's gaze flickered, his thick eyebrows arching slightly. He had put Tezuka on the field to make up for the hurt caused to Tezuka by the higher-ups' decision.

But he did not tell the other party this news.

Suddenly, Polk's pupils contracted slightly: "Could it be..."

"My knees seemed to react too quickly during today's training."

Walking down the hotel corridor, Tezuka was heading to Captain Polk's room to ask him about something.

But as soon as he stepped outside, he heard the voices coming from inside. He shook his head and was about to leave, but when he heard Polk's voice, his feet inexplicably stopped.

"Hello, is this President Gaggle? What's up? What? Postponing Tezuka's professional application? Reason? I need a reason!"

"Hmm... okay, I understand..."

Click click...

The soft cracking sound of the joints had already dissipated before it even entered the room.

In the corridor, only a figure remained, seemingly having lost its soul.

boom!

"30-0!"

"Tezuka..."

The movement of his hands stopped.

Tezuka hadn't even reacted to his simple serve. Had his opponent actually been spacing out while receiving the serve?

"Captain Polk!"

In the backcourt, someone finally couldn't take it anymore. He stood up and directly confronted Polk: "Although it's not appropriate to say this here, for the sake of Germany's victory, please let our captain Barritley take the shot!"

Polk's expression remained unchanged; he simply shook his head slightly and said, "Step back."

"I……"

The man tried to say something, but his companion pulled him back. When Polk looked up again and saw Tezuka's extremely abnormal state, he finally confirmed that the other person must have been at the door when he answered the phone the day before yesterday.

He knew very well how destructive those words would be to the mind of a junior high school student. Especially since the other party trusted him completely and was pursuing their career with a sincere and earnest heart.

When everything is gone, even the strongest person will break down.

"If he doesn't change anything in this game, I can't give him another chance."

Polk was, after all, the German team leader; he was responsible not only for Tezuka but also for the jacket he was wearing.

boom!

"0-40!"

Fuji became more and more adept at the game, while Tezuka became increasingly dull and lifeless.

"Ugh……"

Barritelli, who hadn't made a move yet, shook his head and said, "Why are you doing this? There's more to becoming a professional than just Germany."

Upon hearing this, Tezuka's body trembled slightly, his droopy eyelids lifted, but then he slowly closed them again. His entire being exuded a gloomy will to die.

"Ok?"

On the other side, Fuji narrowed his eyes. He looked at Barrettley, then at the distraught Tezuka, and in a flash, he understood what had happened.

"Tezuka!"

Holding the tennis ball, he looked at Tezuka and said, "Looks like your professional dreams have been shattered, haven't they?"

Tezuka remained unmoved.

"you've changed."

Seeing this, Fuji couldn't help but shake his head and say, "It seems you've forgotten our Seigaku's beliefs and our great Seigaku members, haven't you?"

Qingxue...

Suddenly, a few glimmers of light appeared in Tezuka's lifeless eyes.

"That person is right, there's more than one career path in Germany. Or have you already given up hope?"

Fuji still didn't serve, continuing to persuade, "Think about Fudomine, they were a team that died once, but they made it to the national tournament and were reborn."

“Think of Eiji, who overcame his physical weakness. Think of Kawamura, who did not give up on himself. Momoshiro and Kaidou, they constantly challenged themselves and overcame their weaknesses, and now they have taken up the banner of Seigaku.”

"Fuji (Fuji-senpai)..."

Seeing Fuji earnestly trying to awaken Tezuka's fighting spirit, the Seigaku members couldn't help but tremble.

"And then there's Echizen. He never admits defeat. Even if he falls, he'll grit his teeth and get back up. In his match against Fudomine Itsuki, you said ten minutes, and he finished the match in ten minutes."

"Finally, let me think of you again. Touch my chest, ask your heart, is it still beating because of tennis..."

At this point, Fuji closed his eyes in anguish.

call!

He tossed the tennis ball up, then jumped on one foot, and with a whoosh, his racket flipped over his head and struck the tennis ball hard.

Bang!

With a crisp sound, the tennis ball flew out.

"This is……"

Everyone's eyes widened in surprise, exclaiming, "A right-handed topspin serve?"

boom!

With a loud thud, the tennis ball landed in front of Tezuka and began to spin.

Tezuka paid no attention to the subtle turning sound, remaining lost in thought.

"Ruined!"

Horio blindfolded himself: "Now, Captain Tezuka is going to get beaten up..."

Whoosh!

The tennis ball bounced up and shot straight toward Tezuka's face.

The sharp outward swirl stirred up a cold wind, blowing aside Tezuka's bangs and gently irritating his eyelids.

"You're still a long way off, Captain Tezuka!"

At that moment, the boy's voice came, and Tezuka's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened.

Chapter 161 The Road and the End

Swish!

In an instant, Tezuka's self-numbed brain seemed to receive an activation signal and instantly became active again.

Memories, vivid and unforgettable ones, kept flooding into his mind.

He was introduced to tennis as a child and was captivated by this magical sport. He continued to win, earning the reputation of a child prodigy. He even traveled alone to a primary school tournament to challenge the reigning champion and runner-up.

After suppressing and defeating the two men, he gained a clearer understanding of his own talent. This also gradually increased his arrogance.

Ultimately, his left hand was injured by a jealous senior.

Then, he met Yamato, the captain who taught him about responsibility. From then on, he understood that tennis is not an individual sport.

As he became the captain of Seigaku, his personality gradually became more aloof and taciturn. Until, that boy appeared.

He is just like he used to be, but even more stubborn.

However, the boy's performance was always encouraging, and the other members of Seigaku were also beginning to demonstrate their talent and strength. The power of the team was becoming increasingly apparent.

Ultimately, they won the regional and metropolitan championships, and the runner-up titles in the Kanto and national tournaments. The results were even better than he had imagined, but they left him with a lingering sense of unease.

He encountered someone even stronger.

That person was cunning, yet also seemed as innocent as a child, able to imitate everyone. His tennis was full of unknowns and variables.

This is something Tezuka is not used to.

But that person not only defeated him, but also continuously widened the gap between them. When he finally managed to catch up to the opponent, he realized that the gap between them was now dimensional.

From that moment on, professional tennis was shrouded in shadow.

"Yes, I didn't become withdrawn because of what Captain Polk said, but because of the pressure from that person."

The immense pressure caused him to lose his ambition and forget his original path and goals.

It also made him forget what was most important to him.

tennis!