My Prince of Tennis has a high proficiency level.

Against someone like that, let alone a complete game, Shibukawa wouldn't stand a chance, not even a single match. But if it's just one point, he's not without a chance.

but.

After their first exchange, Shibukawa realized he had underestimated his opponent's strength. Even though he already knew about Tezuka's various skills and talents, the sheer amount of skill he displayed, even just a glimpse of his abilities, was incredibly impressive.

"But I'm not without a chance."

Shechuan knew very well that he couldn't afford to lose heart, especially in situations like this.

Bang!

Immediately.

After hitting the tennis ball, Shibukawa immediately changed direction and ran forward quickly.

"Go online?"

"Has this guy gone mad? That's Tezuka! How dare he attack first?"

"Shibukawa... what are you thinking?"

Everyone in the club, as well as the Yamabuki team members, showed expressions of astonishment. Even Uesugi and Sengoku couldn't help but frown.

Knowing Tezuka's strength all too well, they understood that their opponent wasn't taking it seriously at all. If they lost their composure due to the prolonged stalemate and rashly launched an attack, they would only lose even faster.

really.

Without hesitation, Tezuka delivered a blow towards Shibukawa's front.

A shot that chases down the opponent's body!

This is the simplest and most direct way to deal with players who come to the net. By hitting the ball close to the opponent's path, you force them to slow down. Once they slow down, their advantage at the net is greatly reduced, and their weaknesses will be completely exposed.

"Ruined!"

"This guy was really too careless."

"Yes, that's Tezuka. It's too reckless to just rush in like that!"

The Yamabuki group sighed inwardly.

In their view, Shechuan's actions were nothing short of suicidal.

Tatata! ! !

however.

To everyone's surprise, Shibukawa did not slow down when facing Tezuka's shot; instead, he suddenly burst forward and charged forward without holding back.

With a loud bang.

He managed to return the ball before it hit the ground.

"what?"

Everyone was shocked.

Tezuka was also a little surprised; he hadn't expected his opponent to use such a surprising tactic.

"Pity."

While admiring Shibukawa's response, Araki, watching from the sidelines, shook his head and said, "This kind of tactic might have a surprising effect on others, but it's completely meaningless to Tezuka."

Bang!

really.

Almost as soon as the tennis ball hit the ground, Tezuka appeared and quickly smashed it back.

But Shibukawa had already reached the net and seized the initiative. With a slight tilt of his head, he lightly sliced ​​the tennis ball with a snap, much to the astonishment of the onlookers.

"Short ball?"

"hiss!"

"This guy is too daring! He actually managed to get to the net and even hit a short shot right in front of Tezuka!"

"wrong."

While the onlookers were in shock, Sengoku shook his head and said, "Although that short ball was placed beautifully, Tezuka still managed to catch up."

The words fell.

Tezuka quickly caught up and flicked the tennis ball away before it hit the ground a second time.

Seeing this, everyone exclaimed that Tezuka was truly remarkable, managing to save even such a shot.

Swish!

But next second.

A figure suddenly leaped into the air; it was Shibukawa, who had been prepared all along. Facing Tezuka, he knew very well that he could only attack, and launch an all-out, uncompromising offensive.

All of the previous actions were preparations for this smash.

As the saying goes, when two armies meet on a narrow path, the brave one wins.

This smash was his trump card in the fight against Tezuka, a national-level master.

boom!

A loud bang.

Shibukawa smashed the tennis ball down with a powerful smash.

"That smash?!"

Tezuka looked up at the fierce smash shot hurtling down his back, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. Even the first-year player on his team, Takeshi Momoshiro's "dunk-style slam dunk," didn't have that kind of power.

Then.

Tezuka sighed helplessly to himself.

"I never expected that this tactic would actually be used to win this point."

At this moment, there was not a trace of panic in his eyes. What was a fierce and powerful smash to others posed no threat to Tezuka.

Without him.

Just now, when he received the short ball, he applied a special spin to it. No matter where the smash landed, it would be drawn to a specific position.

The only price to pay is that Tezuka will reveal his ultimate technique. A thought struck him, and as he looked up at the figure in mid-air, a complex expression appeared in his eyes.

He never expected that he would be pushed to such a point.

"However, it's all over... huh?!"

however.

Just as Tezuka was about to make his move and end the duel, his pupils contracted slightly as if he had seen something.

With a snap.

The shot taken by Shechuan did not land.

Instead, it crashed headfirst into the white ropes of the net, and the power and spin of the tennis ball were largely diminished by the sudden resistance.

Then, the tennis ball, having lost its impact, bounced twice before rolling down.

Pat-pat...

Everyone stared in disbelief as the tennis ball landed in front of the net. The entire court was so quiet you could hear a pin drop!

Chapter 37 A Premonition from the Dark

"You...you won?"

On Yamabuki's side, Vice Minister Minami opened his mouth, his face full of disbelief.

"Gudu."

Dongfang, standing next to him, swallowed hard and looked at Shechuan in disbelief.

Won!

Shibukawa actually beat Tezuka, winning the point from him!

That's Tezuka Kunimitsu, a national-level master!

Such a person actually lost, and to Shibukawa, who is barely considered third in the Yamabuki team. The Yamabuki members present all felt a sense of disbelief.

"He... he actually..."

Uesugi's expression was complicated.

He thought he had overestimated the boy in front of him, but he never expected that the boy's abilities far exceeded his expectations.

"Shechuan".

Sengoku clenched his fist.

At this moment, he also found it hard to believe that the person he had originally thought of as a pursuer who posed no threat to him had actually defeated Tezuka.

Even though it was only a one-goal victory or defeat.

But the value of this point far exceeds expectations!

At that moment, the conversation between Bantian and himself yesterday afternoon involuntarily came to mind.

then.

He was severely reprimanded by club president Uesugi in front of everyone for wanting to go on a date with Yuko from Class 2-1. Even though Sengoku is generally easygoing, he couldn't help but feel annoyed.

But he also knew that he had indeed made a mistake.

Moreover, he had no choice but to listen to Bantian, which is why he followed him. Unexpectedly, the other party told him to his face that he was disappointed in him, believing that he was wasting his talent and was not diligent enough in training.

Banta usually kept these thoughts to himself. But Sengoku's reaction that day had truly disappointed him, so he decided to give him a warning.

Sengoku was somewhat resentful of being reprimanded.

However, he couldn't openly contradict Bantian. After all, the other man was older, usually had a smiling demeanor, and was very caring towards his teammates.

But Banta noticed his dissatisfaction, so he made a bet with him.

"Does the teacher mean that next season, there will be a stronger player than me in Yamabuki?"

"How about it, do you want to make this bet with me?"

Banda didn't answer, but just smiled and said, "If you win, I won't interfere with your future affairs. But if you lose, I hope you'll focus on the team's training next season."

"it is good!"

Sengoku agreed without hesitation.

He also wanted to see who would come out on top of him next season.

At that time, Sengoku had already guessed. The person who was stronger than him, according to Banta, was either Muromachi, a first-year student, or Shibukawa, a second-year student.

Of these, Sichuan is undoubtedly the most likely candidate.

In Sengoku's view, even though Shibukawa's training was indeed very rigorous, tennis is not just a sport about hard work and sweat. Without sufficient talent, it is impossible to go far.

Shibukawa's talent, after rapidly improving his strength, will inevitably hit a bottleneck. Sengoku himself has experienced this; after mastering the basic fighting techniques, his progress slows significantly.

Moving from basic to more advanced playing styles requires a wealth of match experience, as well as that flash of brilliance that belongs to geniuses.

It took Sengoku a full year to progress from beginner to advanced. Now, despite considering himself a veteran of countless battles, he is only at the Kanto level.

For Shibukawa, even with the most rigorous training, it would be difficult to reach Sengoku's current level in less than a year.

however.

The match just now completely shattered Sengoku's understanding.

Tezuka Kunimitsu, whom he dared not challenge at all, lost to the man before him, Shibukawa Shin, whom Sengoku did not consider a rival.

He was wrong.

That's completely wrong.

The other party was not only exceptionally talented, but also crossed the threshold that Qian Shi considered to be much faster than he had imagined.

Thinking of this, he gave Shibukawa a deep look, intending to get to know him again.

"This kid... always manages to do things that exceed my expectations."