My Prince of Tennis has a high proficiency level.

As if they had discovered something, a second-year team member exclaimed in surprise, "Echizen and Fuji-senpai, what are they doing...?"

immediately.

Then Fuji and Echizen walked onto the court together.

"I didn't expect these two to clash so early."

Qian looked at the two of them with some surprise.

He had recently lost to Echizen and knew his opponent was very strong. Even with the data he had already collected, he had little chance of winning against him in another match.

Not to mention Fuji, Inui hasn't won a single match against him in the past two years.

If Echizen is merely someone with immense potential and a promising future, then Fuji is a master who has already converted that potential into formidable strength.

Therefore, Inui was very interested in the match between the two.

"Fuji has changed a lot since he participated in the autumn youth selection competition last time."

Just then, Ryuzaki, wearing a pink tracksuit, walked over. Her gaze fell on Fuji, and she said with some emotion, "In the past, he definitely wouldn't have liked doing this kind of thing."

In the past, Fuji was mild-mannered and low-key. Despite playing beautiful and elegant tennis, he did not like to show off. To strangers, he was just a kind and gentle gentleman.

But all of that changed after last fall's qualifying rounds.

"I don't think this is a bad thing."

At that moment, Tezuka, wearing glasses, also walked over. He looked at the two who had walked to the net and nodded slightly, saying, "Fuji used to be too steady, lacking a bit of drive. His current state is much better."

In fact, even Tezuka himself didn't know how much Fuji's strength had improved in the three months since he participated in the National Autumn Youth Selection Tournament last year.

This match could be a good opportunity for Echizen to test how strong Fuji is now.

Aren't you worried?

Hearing Tezuka's words, Ryuzaki laughed and said, "What if Fuji gets serious and breaks that kid's mentality?"

"This is not something I should be thinking about."

Tezuka shook his head.

He admired the young man's talent. But if the opponent's mentality was broken by a single match, it only meant that the opponent was not strong enough.

and.

He had a feeling that while Fuji might be very strong now, he might not be able to easily defeat Echizen.

"Hey, senior."

At the net, Echizen adjusted his hat brim and looked at the handsome young man in front of him with great interest: "I heard you are a genius of Seigaku, so your tennis skills must be amazing. Please don't hold back in the match later."

The boy spoke arrogantly, but his dark green eyes revealed a strong sense of confidence, which was clearly not just simple arrogance.

"no problem."

Fuji did not get angry.

Years of ingrained habits have enabled him to face anything calmly. Moreover, he also realized that the boy's so-called arrogant words were nothing more than a simple provocation.

Especially after what happened more than four months ago, Fuji's goals are no longer limited to Seigaku. Even Tezuka, in his heart, is not as important as that person.

However, he was still very interested in Echizen.

The boy before him was incredibly talented, becoming a regular member in his first year, and even more so after fighting his way up from the Inui and Kaidou groups. Even Fuji himself two years ago might not have been able to achieve this level.

Thinking about how he had wasted the past two years and squandered his talent, Fuji couldn't help but have some other thoughts when he looked at the boy in front of him again.

"Genius is just a gimmick."

After exchanging a few words, Fuji gained the right to serve and retreated to the vicinity of the baseline. He then looked at the boy opposite him who had assumed a ready stance.

"Tezuka might not have had this idea."

"But in my opinion, adding a little pressure to you now might be more meaningful."

Chapter 93 Fuji vs. Echizen

"Quick! Quick!"

"What happened?"

"Over there on the court, Fuji-senpai and that newbie are going to have a match!"

"Fuji-senpai and Echizen?"

Youth Academy Tennis Club.

As news of the match spread, more and more people flocked to the stadium where Fuji and Echizen were playing. Among them were regular players such as Momoshiro and Kaidou.

"The match begins, one game to decide the winner."

After confirming the status of both sides, the second-year player on the high chair announced loudly, "Fuji serves, game over!"

The words fell.

All eyes were on Fuji.

The latter took out a tennis racket, patted it, and then held it in his hand, without immediately launching an attack.

"what's the situation?"

"I feel like Fuji-senpai isn't taking this seriously."

"That's just how my senior is, whether it's during competitions or in everyday conversations. He's a very gentle person."

gentle?

Hearing what the others said, Horio, with his straight eyebrows, crossed his arms in front of him, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

"This clearly shows they don't take Echizen seriously. Hmph, the same goes for Senior Kaidou and Senior Inui before, they still lost in the end."

Horio thought to himself.

He initially harbored some hostility towards Echizen, regarding him as a rival. However, as Echizen gradually built his reputation and even decisively defeated two regular players, Kaidou Kaoru and Inui Sadaharu, Horio was completely convinced.

In this match, Horio naturally put himself in the shoes of Echizen, who was also a first-year student.

If it were just Kaidou who lost, Horio would still think that second-year and third-year students are different. But Inui also lost, instantly diminishing the importance of the third-year regulars in the minds of the newcomers.

Therefore, Horio was quite confident that Echizen could defeat Fuji. And now, seeing Fuji so careless and overconfident, his confidence in Echizen was even stronger.

"Go for it, Echizen!"

"Ideally, I would also defeat the top two ranked seniors."

Horio clenched his fist inwardly.

Slurp.

Just then, Fuji suddenly gently rotated the tennis ball he was holding in his hand, letting it fall naturally.

"This is?"

Many people were stunned.

Some newcomers even subconsciously thought that Fuji had made a mistake. But after seeing clearly how the opponent swung his racket, everyone frowned.

"Cut, cut the serve?"

"You're kidding, right?!"

"Fuji-senpai, you can't do this, can you?!"

The newcomers' unwavering image crumbled instantly because of this serve. In their eyes, no matter how arrogant a senior player was, they shouldn't have served so humiliatingly.

The newcomers had only been in the tennis club for less than two weeks. They only knew that Fuji was a regular player and had a reputation as a genius, but they had no idea how strong he was.

After all, at this point, Fuji did not prove himself with the [Swallow Return Flash] in the regional qualifiers like he did in the original work.

In contrast, the second and third-year team members all perked up. They knew very well that Fuji was not the type to humiliate others.

"This serve... is probably not that simple."

Outside the crowd, Qian, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, pushed up his glasses, and a glint flashed in his eyes beneath the lenses.

Whoosh!

At this time.

The tennis ball flew over the net and landed with a thud inside the service line in front of Echizen.

Everyone frowned upon seeing this.

verified.

This is just a very ordinary slice serve.

"This ball... hmm?"

Echizen initially thought the slice serve was nothing special. However, given his personality, he wouldn't be provoked by such a serve.

But just as he was about to retaliate, the tennis ball, which was spinning close to the ground, suddenly bounced up.

Whoosh!

Whoosh whoosh! ! !

The tennis ball flashed left and right repeatedly, the frequency increasing rapidly. After reaching a certain critical point, it vanished completely from everyone's sight in a flash.

"Disappeared?!!"

Horio screamed loudly from outside the stadium.

The rest of the team members, even those who were familiar with Fuji's strength, looked as if they had seen a ghost.

No one could have imagined that the tennis ball would simply vanish into thin air!

Even Echizen was the same.

Pat-pat...

In the instant he was distracted, the tennis ball that had disappeared reappeared out of thin air and gently rolled away from behind him.

"15-0!"

"The serve... disappeared?"

Echizen raised his eyebrows slightly.

He had initially thought that the previous shot was a feigned weakness by his opponent, or a deliberate attempt to provoke him. But now it seemed clearly a display of skill.

"Unfortunately, tennis doesn't just disappear into thin air. Every skill in tennis has its origins."

Having had top professional players as sparring partners since childhood, and losing almost every day, his experience in matches is far beyond what ordinary players can match.

Fuji's ball skills might scare others, but they couldn't shake Echizen's heart at all.

"Not bad, calmer than I expected."

On the other side, Fuji, who had taken in Echizen's reaction, nodded to himself.

This newcomer in front of me has a maturity in his work style that far exceeds that of his peers. Of course, to those who have preconceived notions and disapprove of his behavior, this appears arrogant and difficult to communicate with.

But Fuji admires the other person.

They are talented, have innovative ideas, and possess extensive competitive experience. What they truly lack is simply the opportunity to compete against top-tier opponents.

"If possible, I wouldn't mind being your whetstone."

Fuji smiled and hit the tennis ball.

This was the same slice serve as before, but no one dared to underestimate it. Echizen also perked up, paying close attention to the changes before and after the tennis ball disappeared.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, the tennis ball disappeared, but Echizen didn't react; he just stared intently at the spot where the tennis ball disappeared and reappeared.

"30-0!"

"No way? That Echizen can't even react."

"I told you long ago, although he has good talent, he is still not good enough compared to the real masters."

"I think it's alright. Fuji-senpai's serve doesn't seem like it's that easy to break."

Some were surprised, some mocked, and some defended Echizen. However, these discussions outside the stadium did not shake his resolve.