The Prince of Tennis: The Quincy of Rikkai University.

Chapter 81: There are gaps between national levels
"Speaking of which, have these two guys fought before?"

Seeing Genichirō Sanada and Keigo Atobe retreating to the baseline of the court, Kikumaru Eiji, who was watching from a distance, said in confusion.

"According to my information, this is the first time the two sides have faced each other in an official setting."

Inui Sadaharu quickly explained the confusion to Kikumaru Eiji, but after listening to him, the other party continued to ask: "Hey, didn't Hyotei also fight with Rikkai University last year?"

"I checked the records of last year's matches. Hyotei lost to Rikkai University with a score of 0 to 3 in the finals of the Kanto Conference. The captains of Hyotei didn't even have a chance to play." Inui Sadaharu said confidently.

"Moreover, at last year's national conference, Hyotei was eliminated in the second round and had no chance of meeting Rikkai University again."

"So that's how it is—" Kikumaru Eiji showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.

"This match should be very exciting. Both sides are players at the national level. Who do you think will win, Tezuka?"

Fuji Shusuke is looking forward to this match. It is a clash between national-level players. The last time he saw it was yesterday's match between Tezuka Kunimitsu and Rikkai University's Yuuki Maya.

The reason why Fuji Shusuke asked Tezuka Kunimitsu was naturally because in the current team of Seigaku, only Tezuka Kunimitsu was at the same level as the opponent, and he had also defeated Atobe Keigo in the previous metropolitan conference.

On the side, Tezuka Kunimitsu, who had been watching the entire match without saying a word, heard Fuji Shusuke's question. He glanced at the two people on the court for a moment, then said calmly, "This match will not be an evenly matched contest."

"Tezuka, what do you mean?!" Fuji Shusuke was shocked, as if he had grasped the underlying meaning of Tezuka Kunimitsu's words, but he continued to ask uncertainly.

"You'll know soon." Tezuka Kunimitsu didn't say much. Some things can't be explained with words alone. Only by seeing it with your own eyes can you feel it.

Upon hearing this, Fuji Shusuke cast his gaze towards the court below thoughtfully. His eyes were more focused than before, and he was determined to find out what Tezuka Kunimitsu meant.

Inside the stadium.

Atobe Keigo, who got the first serve, retreated to the baseline and started to serve.

"I want to see how strong you are as the Emperor of Rikkai." Atobe Keigo was very dissatisfied with Sanada's attitude just now. He felt that the other party did not take him seriously and was too arrogant.

A tennis ball flew high into the air as Keigo Atobe raised his arm.

Below the tennis ball, Keigo Atobe held the racket, raised his arm, and swung it hard at the falling tennis ball.

砰

A yellow ball shadow flew as fast as the wind, swiftly out of Hyotei's half of the field and headed straight for the receiving area where Genichirō Sanada was standing.

Although Keigo Atobe's serve seems ordinary, the power and speed contained in the tennis ball are exactly the same.

People who don't have a certain level of tennis skills can only see a blurry afterimage flashing before their eyes.

Of course, in the eyes of Genichirō Sanada, this serve can only be considered as the serve level that an average national-level player should have.

He saw through the trajectory of the tennis ball at a glance, raised his racket and waited for the tennis ball to land on the spot he had predicted, and then swung the racket and hit it back easily after the tennis ball bounced.

The next moment, the tennis ball that was originally in Rikkai's half of the court immediately returned to Hyotei's half of the court.

The return ball came at an incredible speed and landed in the front court at an extremely high speed.

Atobe Keigo took a step forward and ran, catching up with the return ball at the fastest speed.

After catching up, he swung his racket backhand, preventing Genichirō Sanada from hitting with a forehand on the next ball.

Atobe Keigo hit the tennis ball into the defensive gap behind Genichirō Sanada's backhand, forcing the opponent to retreat from the front court to save the ball, while eliminating the danger of being hit by a volley in front of the net.

"Good reaction, the level is higher than I thought." Seeing Atobe's on-the-spot reaction ability, Genichirō Sanada commented briefly in his mind, then quickly retreated and calmly received the opponent's high-quality return ball.

bang, bang, bang...

The rhythmic sound of the ball hitting the ball spread to every corner of the stadium. The game had just begun, and it was gradually heating up.

However, as Keigo Atobe fought back again and again, his mood became increasingly heavy.

Because he found that he was at a disadvantage in the current tug-of-war.

After just a few short balls, he was already caught in a somewhat embarrassing defensive counterattack under the attack of Genichirō Sanada.

This was in stark contrast to his magnificent appearance just now, when he appeared like an emperor dominating the world.

On the other side, after more than a dozen balls, Genichirō Sanada had almost reached the end of his attempt.

He has already understood all of Keigo Atobe's tennis characteristics. His excellent basic tennis skills and outstanding insight enable him to have good resilience when he is at a disadvantage.

"The test ends here. I have seen clearly your strength." A gleam of light flashed in Sanada Genichirō's pupils, and his eyes became sharp in an instant. At the same time, the hand holding the racket suddenly exerted force.

call out.

A sharp sound of tearing air suddenly reached Keigo Atobe's ears, and then, a yellow ball shadow fell beside him in the blink of an eye.

"Want to break my serve? Don't be so delusional!" Atobe Keigo was a little annoyed after seeing through his opponent's intention.

He concentrated his eyes and captured the trajectory of the tennis ball at the moment it bounced.

The racket rotated and pressed down, and the intercepted tennis ball immediately returned to Genichirō Sanada's half of the court at a high speed.

As he intercepted the tennis ball, the corner of his mouth curled up, but before he could smile completely, the tennis ball he hit back once again flashed past his right leg with a tearing sound and flew out of the baseline.

"what?!"

Atobe Keigo stood there in a daze. On the previous return ball, he was just a little lax in defense and didn't even see the path of the ball clearly.

He didn't even see clearly whether Genichirō Sanada swung his racket.

"Sanada scores, the score is 15 to 0."

The referee counted and the ball was scored by Genichirō Sanada.

Opposite to Atobe Keigo, Sanada Genichirō slowly put down his racket and said in a cold and mocking voice: "Atobe, you've been a little slack."

"Tsk, you're just beating me by one goal and you're already lecturing me, Sanada, you're so arrogant."

Atobe Keigo's face suddenly turned ugly. It was just that he was careless for a moment. Sanada Genichirō actually thought that his strength was limited to this.

"Don't you want to admit the gap between you and me? Well, now I will let you fall into the abyss of defeat, Atobe." Genichirō Sanada said proudly with his head slightly raised.

"Humph!"

Atobe Keigo snorted coldly, his face extremely gloomy.

He made the serving motion again, and next, he was going to give it his all.

(End of this chapter)