My Prince of Tennis has a high proficiency level.

"A one-goal victory or defeat?"

Tezuka nodded slightly upon hearing this, as the other party's suggestion coincided with his own thoughts.

"it is good."

He immediately nodded and said, "We'll only play one point. Regardless of the outcome, we'll call it a draw."

This is clearly a good stepping stone. Both the members of Yamabuki and the players of Seishundai can accept it.

"That's interesting."

Seeing this, Coach Araki, who was not far away, laughed and said, "Old Ban, your student is quite good."

"It's alright."

Banda smiled and said, "He is indeed a very good prospect, but compared to Tezuka, there is still a big gap."

Araki laughed and said, "Not everyone has the courage to face Tezuka. Even if you're not strong enough, just that courage alone surpasses many of your peers."

Ban Tian smiled without saying a word.

Araki was curious about what gave this middle school student from Yamabuki the confidence to challenge Tezuka. He knew Tezuka's strength all too well; it far exceeded the level of a middle school student.

at the same time.

The two players on the court came to the net and decided who would serve by swishing their rackets.

"On the contrary, I guessed right."

Picking up his racket, Shibukawa smiled and said, "Looks like Lady Luck is still on my side."

Lucky?

The gazes of the crowd outside the arena instinctively turned to Sengoku beside him. The latter pursed his lips, his gaze deep and unfathomable, lost in thought.

Then.

Shibukawa and Tezuka each retreated to near the baseline.

The former took out a tennis ball, tapped it lightly twice, and then caught it in his hand. He looked up, smiled, and said, "Tezuka-kun, watch out, I'm about to serve."

call!

As he spoke, he tossed the tennis ball into the air, making a serving motion.

Is it coming?

Outside the court, Araki, seeing this, said, "Serving cannot rely solely on the strength of the hand, but rather on the chain of power transmitted between the legs, waist, and arms."

"Yes."

Ban Tian, ​​standing next to him, nodded: "To serve well, you need a good waist."

In short, it is... core strength!

A serve that relies solely on brute force, like Shinya Akagi's earlier serve, was completely overwhelmed by Sengoku's attack.

at the same time.

On the court, Tezuka's eyes were also fixed on his opponent's movements.

After tossing the tennis ball into the air, Shibukawa made a motion resembling a bent back bow, giving the impression of a drawn longbow, full of powerful beauty from his spine to his waist.

immediately.

Just as the tennis ball reached its highest point and was about to fall, Shibukawa moved.

He pushed off the ground with both legs, tucked in his abdomen, and twisted his body in one smooth motion. Using the explosive force generated in that instant, he swung his arm and applied the power to the head of the racket, smashing it down like a hammer.

With a loud bang.

The tennis ball shot out like a burning bullet!

"Hiss, that's a bullet serve!"

"Wow, Shibukawa's serve has gotten this good?!"

The Yamabuki group's expressions all changed.

Even the strongest among them, Sengoku and Uesugi, looked at Shibukawa with serious expressions.

They knew all too well that their opponent had gone from a tennis novice to where they were now in just over two months. What could anyone else have accomplished in such a short time?

But what about crossing the river?

Serve, smash, short ball, lob...

He not only mastered various basic abilities, but was also visibly improving them. Such talent instinctively created an urgent sense of pressure even for Sengoku.

"nice shot!"

As the serve hurtled towards him, a hint of admiration flashed in Tezuka's eyes.

It's the same kind of serve, the bullet serve.

The boy's fundamentals were undoubtedly outstanding. Even as the tennis ball bounced off the ground, Tezuka could feel the heat carried by the airflow.

Those who haven't put in a lot of hard work on their serves simply can't achieve that.

but.

Tezuka was, after all, a top player among junior high school students.

This serve is a major hurdle for players from clubs like Akagi, and even for players like Minami and Higashi from the Yamabuki side.

But Tezuka only glanced at it briefly, yet he clearly saw the trajectory of the ball. Then, before the tennis ball even hit the ground, he had already moved to the vicinity of the landing point.

Then, he used his left hand to pull back the ball, which bounced back after landing.

"As expected of you."

Seeing this, Shibukawa nodded to himself.

Even if it were Sengoku, he wouldn't have been able to return his serve so easily. But the opponent was Tezuka, and in the later stages of the original work, aside from the two overpowered protagonist brothers, Tezuka Kunimitsu was undoubtedly the number one junior high school student!

Chapter 36 A fierce battle, where the brave prevail when paths cross!

Tap tap!

on the field.

Moving rapidly across Sichuan.

With a speed close to 2, he had no difficulty dealing with this kind of serve when Tezuka wasn't serious.

With a loud bang.

Shibukawa, who was close to the tennis ball, returned the ball. His swing speed was already at level 7, and with the passive effect of level 1 extreme speed swing, even without using his full strength, his backswing speed was still incredibly fast.

At least, in the eyes of the club players around him, Shechuan's swing had already become a blur.

"So fast!"

"I can't see the point of impact at all!"

"The level of the team members from this school called Yamabuki is just too high!"

With the help of experts, these elite players, who have undergone at least four or five years of training, could immediately see the trick.

"good."

Tezuka nodded again.

In the previous match between Shibukawa and Kuki, he felt that Kuki's swing speed was very fast. Now it seems that Shibukawa didn't use his true strength in the match just now.

"Kuki of the persimmon tree deserved to lose."

Araki, who was not far away, also nodded.

He was friends with Kensuke Kuki, so he naturally knew the other's intentions. Unfortunately, Kuki overestimated his son's talent, and he ended up becoming a stepping stone for others to gain fame.

"but."

Araki paused for a moment, then shook his head inwardly: "Tezuka isn't like Kuki Kiichi; this level of rapid swing doesn't make any difference to him."

Bang!

really.

Tezuka caught up with the tennis ball almost in the blink of an eye, and without even looking, he raised his hand and smashed the ball at an angle towards Shibukawa's backhand side.

"That diagonal shot was too solid."

On the other side of Yamabuki, Nan, Dongfang, and the others were secretly alarmed.

They could also hit a shot like that. But that was during practice matches, or even during shot placement practice, when someone else fed them the ball.

You simply can't hit that kind of shot in a real game.

Moreover, Tezuka's gaze wasn't even on the tennis ball. His ability to hit without even looking was simply beyond their reach.

Tap tap!

the other side.

With his footwork already at a considerable level, Shibukawa caught up with the ball again.

"Well......"

When they saw Shibukawa also not even look at the ball, and simply raise his hand to return Tezuka's smash, the Yamabuki members' eyes couldn't help but tremble.

"His swing is so steady!"

One of the third-year regulars said incredulously.

"Ah."

Uesugi nodded solemnly and said, "Long-term racket swing training has given him a fairly stable level of control over his arm. If I'm not mistaken, his racket swing has developed very deep muscle memory."

Upon hearing this...

The Yamabuki group fell silent.

All told, Shechuan had only been training his swing for a little over two months. Yet, his swing level had already reached such an astonishing level.

and.

This wasn't a practice match within the school; it was a direct confrontation with Tezuka from Seigaku. Even if he wasn't going all out, he was still someone that ordinary people couldn't contend with.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

but.

Shibukawa and Tezuka did indeed fight evenly.

"His stamina, anticipation, speed, strength, and technique have all reached a certain level."

During the exchange, Tezuka had essentially gauged his opponent's strength. He had to admit that even within Seigaku, Momoshiro and Kaidou, whom he had high hopes for, were no match for the boy before him.

of course.

If the other person is a second-grader of the same age as him, then it's a different story.

"As expected of Tezuka."

Meanwhile, Shibukawa was also trying to find out about Tezuka's tennis skills.

The person before him was indeed the strongest opponent he had ever encountered.

Whether it was his own strength or the terrifying defense that resembled a thick wall, it brought him an indescribable sense of oppression.

Obviously.

Even with his talent for [cardiopulmonary enhancement], he wouldn't be able to win this point in a prolonged battle.

That's right, Shibukawa wants to win.

He stepped forward not only to establish his prestige among the Yamabuki group, but more importantly, to use their pressure to hone his own skills.

Kunimitsu Tezuka.

A well-deserved national-level expert.