My Prince of Tennis has a high proficiency level.

As the No. 1 seed in the regional qualifiers and a semi-finalist in last year's tournament, Yamabuki receives a lot of attention. There are always people trying to gather information by collecting data and analyzing weaknesses.

As a result, Yamabuki completely stunned all the other team players who came to watch the first three games.

Bang!

"The match is over."

"Yamabuki Muromachi wins ten times, score 6-0!"

The referee spoke from his high chair. The atmosphere in the room suddenly fell silent.

"Wow, so strong!"

Someone said in a trembling voice.

Upon hearing this, many people instinctively glanced at the scoreboard not far away. In the first three matches, Yamabuki had defeated his opponents 6-0 without exception.

"Too strong! They're not even in the same league!"

"As expected of last year's top four in the Metropolitan Tournament, Yamabuki's advancement to the Metropolitan Tournament this year is a foregone conclusion!"

The crowd whispered among themselves, marveling at Yamabuki's power.

What they didn't see was that the faces of the people who participated in the first three matches, from Vice Minister Kentaro Minami to Muromachi, who had just finished his match, were all very grim.

On the surface, both doubles and singles matches were dominated 6-0. However, in terms of actual point differential, they conceded quite a few points.

"How is that possible!"

Muromachi's fists clenched so tightly as he left the court. He had hoped to shut out his opponent and show off in front of others, but instead, he was the one who got slapped in the face.

"Akita Middle School's strength is insufficient to produce a shot like that!"

Muromachi gritted his teeth.

Several times just now, the opponent, Akita Middle School's singles player number 3, hit the ball to his weak spot on his backhand. This spot is very well hidden; not only would Akita's players have difficulty finding Muromachi's weakness, but even those within Yamabuki would find it hard to spot.

"You feel that way too?"

Dongfang looked over with surprise: "Shinto Mi just said that he and Kita both had this feeling. I thought it was a coincidence..."

"Coincidence? How could that be!"

Muromachi gripped his racket tightly, a face flashing through his mind.

At this moment, Kita, who had been keeping his head down and hadn't spoken, raised his head and said weakly, "Do you think it could be that person...?"

"Look! At the beginning of the moon!"

Muromachi spoke slowly and deliberately, his eyes behind his white-rimmed sunglasses seeming to kill.

Sengoku and the others standing nearby exchanged knowing smiles.

Case solved.

Mizuki's disappearance wasn't to collect data on other teams; rather, it was to 'sell' information about her own team to the opponent.

Where is that guy?

Muromachi was so angry that his chest swelled up, and he kept looking around, his expression as if he wanted to find Mizuki and devour him alive.

Yuta, who was about to go on stage, laughed.

He didn't think Mizuki's actions were excessive. On the contrary, although Mizuki's actions seemed to be aiding the enemy, they essentially increased the difficulty of actual combat.

Having transferred schools twice, he knows very well that smooth sailing isn't always a good thing. Compared to targeted practice matches, real, hard-fought battles are much better at honing one's skills.

Thinking of this, he strode forward.

"Wait, Yuta-senpai."

Just then, Tan Taichi, who had been squatting in the corner writing and drawing, rushed over and handed over his notebook, which was divided into rows and columns.

"This is the data I just collected on the Akita Middle School team members."

Tan scratched his head sheepishly and said, "Although we've already secured our place in the next round, I still hope I can offer you some assistance."

Thanks.

Yuta took it and looked at it carefully. Although Tan's data recording was somewhat rough, it provided a detailed analysis of the opponent's playing style, strengths, and weaknesses.

"very nice."

He handed the notebook back and smiled, "With your information, I'm sure I'll be able to play this match much better."

really.

After the start of Singles Match 2, the Akita Junior High team members initially managed to limit Yuta by hitting weak shots. However, he immediately turned the tables on his opponent based on the data provided by Tan.

Unexpectedly, the Akita players had a terrible mentality. They were scored on several times in a row by exploiting their weaknesses, and were completely overwhelmed.

finally.

Yuta secured a 6-0 victory, setting a new record for the fastest match to finish in the Zone 4 qualifiers so far. They also achieved a clean sheet.

"Taiyi, that kid, did a great job."

Yu Tai couldn't help but praise as soon as he stepped down. He looked around but couldn't find Tan anywhere.

"That kid went to the court next door."

Nan smiled and said, "They said they didn't want the next match to start without having their opponent's data."

"This kid is really good."

Even Muromachi, who was always arrogant, couldn't help but praise him.

The others nodded in agreement.

Although Tan is currently a newcomer, he has already won everyone's recognition through his diligence and dedication.

"How about it."

Not far away, Banta glanced at Shibukawa beside him and said with a smile, "Did these guys pass their exams?"

"Ah."

Shechuan nodded slightly.

This competition was more of a test for the newcomers. But Muromachi, Yuta, and Dan all delivered a satisfactory performance.

"Speaking of which, the second round is almost over, where did Mizuki go?"

Dongfang frowned and said.

The others were also somewhat puzzled.

Logically speaking, given Mizuki's personality, she should be slowly emerging from some corner by now, pretentiously commenting on everyone's performance.

"Hmph, that guy must be worried about being exposed for leaking internal information, so he ran away to hide somewhere."

Muromachi curled his lip in disdain.

However, at this moment, Mizuki had actually left Area 4 and arrived at Area 2, which was two areas away from Yamabuki's arena.

This is the venue for the Seigaku tournament, Yamabuki's nemesis.

However, Mizuki's current target of observation was not Seigaku, but a little-known, special team that primarily used black as its decoration.

"This team called Fudomine... is interesting!"

In a corner, Mizuki, who was secretly observing the match, revealed a meaningful look in his eyes.

Chapter 100 Advancement to the Grand Tournament

"Besides Seigaku, there's another team in this area that beat their opponent 5-0 on aggregate?"

Outside the barbed wire fence, Guan Yue, wearing a light gray coat, gently stroked her chin and thought to herself.

He just wandered around the area for the regional qualifiers in Region 2. As last year's champions, Seigaku is naturally the number one seed and has been exempted from the first round of matches.

Kaki Junior High School, which came in second last year, received the same treatment.

Even Kakiki has never achieved such results. This shows that this team called Fudomine is definitely not as simple as it seems.

"It was a pleasant surprise."

Mizuki glanced at the time and thought to herself, "Next up is the semi-final, Kakiki vs. Fudomine. We should then know who is stronger."

As for Seigaku, he wasn't that interested.

Firstly, Seigaku's opponents aren't particularly strong, so they can't really push their strength to the limit. Secondly, there's the final match; Seigaku will face the winner between Kakigi and Fudomine in their final game.

"If I remember correctly, Yamabuki played a practice match with Kakigi back then. I wonder if that team has changed anything since then."

...

soon.

The semifinals have begun.

In Zone 4, Yamabuki completely crushed the opponent, even though they fielded a second-tier lineup, they were no match for them.

Within area 2.

Seigaku also crushed their opponents.

But when it came to Kakigi Junior High, who came in second last year and had even played practice matches against Yamabuki and Rikkai, the pace of the game immediately slowed down.

"damn it!"

Outside the stadium, captain Kuki's face was ashen: "How could Fudomine be so strong?!"

Last year and this year, in order to become stronger, Kakigi, like Yamabuki, has been playing practice matches with other teams. These included Yamabuki and Rikkai University Affiliated Junior High School in Kanagawa Prefecture.

The latter is the national champion, a top-tier team. Even if Kuki had ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare to hope of defeating them. But Yamabuki is different; although they reached the semifinals of the Metropolitan Tournament last year, their results weren't particularly outstanding.

In the eyes of Kuki and the other members of Kakiki Junior High School, he was the kind of opponent who, although strong, could still be caught up with through hard work.

Therefore, they trained very hard. Especially Kuki, who was determined to get revenge on Shibukawa and prove himself.

As a result, right after the match started, Kakiki was defeated by Fudomine with scores of 6-3 and 6-4 in the first two matches.

"how is this possible?"

Kuki's eyes widened suddenly.

This result was even worse than their previous defeat at the Seishundai Club, where they were swept by Yamabuki. Yamabuki, at least, was a semi-finalist in the tournament; what was Fudomine compared to them?

A previously unknown, second-rate team.

But this very team put unimaginable pressure on Kaki during the regional qualifiers.

"Singles 3, Kaki Kiichi from Kakigi Junior High School, vs. Ibu Shinji from Fudomine Junior High School."

"Both players, please get ready."

As soon as the referee finished speaking, Kuki stepped onto the court with a solemn expression. He was arrogant and liked to show off in front of others, so he positioned himself in singles 3, intending to crush his opponent with a clean and decisive offensive and establish his own reputation.

As it turned out, this unexpected turn of events became Kaki's last chance to turn things around.

"Second grade?"

Seeing the boy with long, dark purple hair across from him, Kuki's eyes revealed a hint of disdain: "As expected, Fudomine only played fiercely in the first two matches, and now they're running out of steam."

Normally, if all the main players are committed, the strongest player will definitely be assigned to the singles match to end the game decisively.

However, Fudomine's roster arrangement clearly shows a lack of depth in singles 3. This indicates that the opposing team's management is also worried about not being able to defeat their opponents in singles 3.

As for the possibility that Fudomine was just making normal arrangements and completely disregarded Kaki, Kuki never even considered it.

He was very confident in himself and in the persimmon tree.

In his view, apart from Seigaku, no other team would dare to underestimate Kakigi, who finished second last year. Even Seigaku wouldn't dare to do so.

Bang!

however.

The match began, and after Ibu served, he felt the tennis ball bounce sharply towards his face with tremendous force. Kuki felt his heart skip a beat.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough to dodge the tennis ball just as it hit him.

Clang!