The Prince of Tennis: The Quincy of Rikkai University

"Yeah, that's natural. Even though we lost this year, we still have to consider next year." Inui Sadaharu adjusted his glasses and said as a matter of course.

……

On the other side, Maya Yuuki and Akari Kirihara, who won the game, also returned to the team.

"As expected of you, Yuuki, you finished the game so quickly." Marui Bunta took the lead in praising.

"Hey, Marui-senpai, I have contributed too." Kirihara Akari was also dissatisfied with the other party for ignoring him.

"Yes, yes, it's indeed your contribution, Kirihara. Without you, Yuki wouldn't be able to serve the ball." Marui Bunta waved his hand perfunctorily, which made Kirihara Akaya grit his teeth but dare not get angry.

"Sanada, your match will be started soon. Finish it early. After you win the championship, we will go to the hospital to visit Yukimura." Maya Yuuki let the two men quarrel. He turned to Genichirō Sanada who was already fully equipped and said.

"Well, I know it without you telling me. Don't worry, no matter who my opponent is, I will finish it as quickly as possible." Genichirō Sanada looked solemn.

The championship of the Kanto Conference cannot be lost, so he will personally draw an end to today's competition.

"The third singles match between Rikkai University and Hyotei in the Kanto Conference Finals is about to begin. Both teams are requested to enter the venue as soon as possible."

The broadcast sounded, and Genichirō Sanada nodded to everyone at Rikkai University, then turned and entered the stadium.

On the other side, in Hyotei's preparation area, a gleam of light flashed in Keigo Atobe's eyes after hearing the broadcast.

He immediately stood up from his seat, took off his coat and threw it away casually.

The coat flew into the air and was caught by Takahiro Kabaji who was standing nearby with his precise hands and hung on his arm.

Then, Keigo Atobe picked up his tennis racket and slowly walked to the baseline of the court and stopped.

And the moment he stopped, Hyotei's fans who had been silent in the audience immediately stood up and burst into thunderous cheers.

"ice King!"

"ice King!"

"ice King!"

"..."

The cheers were like a tsunami, completely surrounding the entire stadium and completely drowning out the momentum of Rikkai University's supporters.

Surrounded by the cheers of the fan club, Atobe Keigo slowly raised his left hand.

Snapped

A crisp and loud snap of fingers came from his hands.

In an instant, the fans who were originally cheering wildly immediately fell silent in tacit agreement.

"Victory belongs to Ice Emperor."

Atobe Keigo spoke with confidence, then lowered his raised arms and entered the court.

In front of the net, Genichirō Sanada and Keigo Atobe stood there staring at each other.

Genichirō Sanada's eyes were as calm as water, as if the grand performance just now had no effect on him at all.

"How about it, Sanada? Are you intoxicated by my gorgeous performance?" Atobe Keigo said with a self-indulgent smile.

Genichirō Sanada glanced at him without changing his expression, and replied disapprovingly: "I hope you can still laugh after the game is over."

"Hmph, the winner of this game will only be me." Upon hearing this, Atobe Keigo restrained his smile.

Genichirō Sanada seemed to have heard nothing and ignored the other person.

"The third singles match will begin now, Rikkai University Sanada vs. Hyotei Atobe"

"End of set, Hyotei serves."

After guessing the sides, the third singles match officially began at the referee's signal.

I think everyone should understand the difference between Atobe and Sanada. I hope Atobe fans won’t diss me after I finish writing this…

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.

"Nice reaction, a bit higher level than I thought."

Seeing Atobe's on-the-spot reaction ability, Genichirō Sanada made a brief comment 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.

Chapter 82 Wind and Fire

The game continued and Atobe served again.

It was still the same serving action as before, but after the tennis ball was served, the force, rotation and speed were greater than the first serve.

However, even so, Genichirō Sanada still handled the ball calmly, just like he did when he hit the first ball.

The two sides fought again, but this time it was not as tense as the previous one.

After just a few rounds, Tezuka Sanada's racket swung like a gust of wind, leaving an afterimage. The tennis ball instantly broke through the air and exploded at Atobe's feet.

30-0

40-0

……

"Game, Sanada is leading, the score is 1 to 0."

Another high-speed shot hit the blind spot on the sideline where Keigo Atobe could not reach it. The first game ended in less than 7 minutes.

Genichirō Sanada, who had taken the lead, said to Keigo Atobe in a playful tone, "Why, are you still as confident as before?"

"Shut your stinky mouth." Atobe Keigo's face was as cold as ice. He said this coldly and returned to his position.

"The second game begins, Sanada serves."

Soon, the referee blew the whistle for the second game.

"Don't fail to catch my serve, Atobe."

Genichirō Sanada held a tennis ball in his hand and got into a serving position, then tossed it gently.

咻

Atobe Keigo only heard the sound of the ball being hit, but in just a blink of an eye, the tennis ball had arrived at his feet at the same time.