My Prince of Tennis has a high proficiency level.

Snapped!

Snapped!

The words fell.

As Mizuki bent down and gently tapped the tennis ball, trying to find his feel for the ball, he was also observing Akutsu's positioning. The distribution of the opponent's feet relative to the baseline and whether he was in the zone would determine Mizuki's serving strategy.

"really."

Turning her gaze away, a cold glint flashed in Guan Yue's eyes: "You're still as arrogant as ever. In that case, I won't hold back."

Bang!

immediately.

Mizuki hit the tennis ball.

"Ok?"

Akutsu raised an eyebrow as he watched the tennis ball fly straight toward his backhand side. He had a vague feeling of unease.

Snapped!

The discomfort intensified as the tennis ball landed. But Akutsu reacted quickly, and even with an awkward movement, he still managed to return the ball swiftly.

"As expected of Akutsu."

Just then, Sengoku's voice rang out from next to Inoue and Shiba: "Even with that awkward stance, he still managed to hit the ball back."

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Inoue's expression changed drastically.

Zhi asked, puzzled, "What's wrong, senior?"

"Well."

Inoue watched as Mizuki caught up with the tennis ball on the court and quickly countered, and said in a deep voice, "Data-driven players know their opponents' weakest shots because they have information about them. These shots are related to each person's height, weight, and hitting habits."

"Different people, due to differences in height and arm length, will have completely different feelings when returning a ball with the same speed, force, and landing point."

"Once your opponents know which playing style you're not good at, it's basically like having a significant portion of your ability sealed away."

"But, but..."

Hearing Inoue's words, Shiba said with a puzzled look, "I feel like Akutsu's return speed is very fast, it doesn't look like the ball's trajectory is blocked at all."

"This just proves how strong he is."

Inoue took a deep breath and turned his gaze back to the court. He saw Mizuki using her superb skills to continuously hit the tennis ball to both sides, while Akutsu was forced to run left and right.

"That's a tough nut to crack."

Mizuki kept firing, but Akutsu's counter-attack speed didn't slow down at all. If Mizuki didn't know that every ball he threw landed in a position that his opponent was least comfortable with, he might have even doubted whether he was making a mistake.

And just then...

Mizuki hit the tennis ball towards Akutsu's backhand, and taking advantage of the opponent's awkward posture to return the ball, she decisively slashed the ball down with her racket, and with a snap, hit a beautiful short ball.

"Amazing!"

Zhi was filled with surprise.

Inoue nodded repeatedly: "That was indeed an excellent short ball, and now... um?!"

However, before he could finish speaking, a figure leaped forward. It was none other than Akutsu, with his cold and stern gaze. He had actually managed to return the tennis ball before it bounced twice.

"They actually caught up with them?"

"Wow, this person is so fast!"

Swish!

But the next moment.

Guan Yue leaped into the air.

He anticipated Akutsu's move the instant he hit the short ball. This smash was his true killing move!

boom!

A loud bang.

The tennis ball slammed down.

Having witnessed firsthand Akutsu's powerful counterattack against Sengoku's spike, Mizuki naturally wouldn't give him a chance. The spike landed precisely behind Akutsu, near the baseline.

"15-0!"

The referee on the high chair spoke.

A burst of enthusiastic cheers immediately erupted at the scene.

"Wow, that's amazing."

Even after just the first point, Zhi was already dumbfounded.

"Yes."

Inoue's eyes were filled with disbelief.

That third-year student named Mizuki, from the initial serve, to the mid-to-late game tug-of-war, and then to the short ball and the fatal smash just now.

Every action was clearly well-thought-out and methodical, as if it were a scripted performance that had been rehearsed countless times beforehand.

"Kanzuki is so strong!"

"Yes, he even saw through Akutsu's actions completely!"

"Do you think it's possible for Mizuki to defeat Akutsu and become the only undefeated person in Group A this time?"

The players outside the stadium were whispering among themselves.

That's right, Akutsu is very strong, but Mizuki is no weakling either. Moreover, since Shibukawa reformed Yamabuki's training methods, there has never been a shortage of regular players being defeated.

Yuta, Muromachi, Higashikata, Niito, and others were all repeatedly defeated by their opponents. This was one of the motivations for many second and third-year students to train hard.

With enough effort, it's possible to defeat others and earn a spot on the main team.

After scoring a point, Mizuki continued to play steadily. He didn't over-attack, afraid of provoking Akutsu and causing her to explode.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Guan Yue calmly hit the tennis ball, and the trajectory of the ball was like a series of silk threads, weaving a net that was difficult to see with the naked eye on the court.

Just like a spider hunting, it doesn't rush to kill its prey. Instead, it uses the stickiness of its web to gradually wear down the prey's strength.

Only when the prey is exhausted will it slowly crawl over and devour it bit by bit.

...

Bang!

"30-0!"

...

Bang!

"40-0!"

...

Bang!

"game!"

"Moonrise, 1-0, switch positions!"

The first game lasted nearly 6 minutes.

Although the time wasn't particularly fast, Mizuki didn't allow his opponent to score a single point. It can be said that his tactics were successful; that moderately forceful tennis ball effectively locked down Akutsu's movements.

"Speaking of which, Sengoku-kun."

At this moment, Zhi, who was outside the stadium, asked curiously, "Who do you think will win between the two of them?"

Inoue also turned to look.

Based on the information available, one of the two people in front of him was a defeated opponent of Sengoku, while the other had defeated him.

But in reality, Mizuki had the upper hand, while Akutsu was completely contained.

"There is a restraint in the playing style of the game."

Inoue thought to himself, "Akuzu defeated Sengoku, but that doesn't necessarily mean he can suppress Mizuki. If the latter's tennis style happens to be a counter to his, he might indeed be able to turn the tables and win."

Who is stronger?

Sengoku smiled upon hearing Shiba's question.

Without the slightest hesitation, he replied, "Of course it's Akutsu!"

"But......"

"You mean to say that Mizuki has the upper hand now, right?"

Sengoku smiled slightly.

Zhi blushed as her thoughts were seen through, then stammered, "Isn't...isn't that wrong?"

"Kanzuki's data tennis is indeed very strong. He has even mastered Akutsu's playing habits and characteristics to a great extent."

Watching the two exchange positions, Sengoku shook his head and said, "But no one is static. If Mizuki has the data, he can indeed lock down his opponent's actions little by little through meticulous planning."

The problem now is...

"Is the data that Mizuki has still applicable to Akutsu now?"

"I see."

Hearing this, Inoue took a breath and nodded slightly, saying, "I guess it's what you call 'timeliness'."

boom!

at the same time.

The two players resumed their battle on the court.

Akutsu, taking advantage of her serve, launched an attack right from the start. Mizuki reacted calmly, not rushing to counterattack, but patiently responding.

Akutsu's attacks were like raging fire, while Mizuki's responses were like gentle water. Akutsu's tennis balls were like sharp spears thrusting out, but Mizuki's responses were like cotton balls; even if they hit the target, they couldn't solve the problem at all.

soon.

A dense net, woven with tennis ball trajectories invisible to the naked eye, is formed once more.

"Let's end this game according to my script."

Mizuki patiently made her move; the moment Akutsu lost his temper would be the moment for Mizuki to retaliate.

boom!

Can be sudden.

Akutsu exerted force without warning, and the powerful blow knocked the racket out of Mizuki's hand.

"15-0!"

The referee's voice rang out.

From the perspectives of Sengoku, Inoue, and others, it was as if they heard a tearing sound, and Mizuki's carefully woven net was instantly violently ripped apart.

Chapter 89 The highly anticipated showdown: Shibukawa vs. Sengoku

The net that gazes the moon has been torn to shreds!

The scene was completely silent.

"really."

After a moment, Sengoku said quietly, "No matter how ingenious the calculation, it is utterly useless in the face of absolute power."