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"I didn't realize I was so popular. It's almost embarrassing," Sengoku Kiyoshi said with a nonchalant laugh, his racket resting on his shoulder.

Kitahara Akira did not let his guard down because of this.

Kiyosumi Sengoku, the first singles player from Yamabuki.

Due to his outstanding dynamic vision, remarkable ability to adapt to situations during matches, and exceptional luck, he is known as "Lucky Sengoku" and is a rare all-around player.

The youth selection and training camp once extended invitations to more than a dozen outstanding young talents in the Kanto region.

Sengoku Kiyosumi is one of them.

Opponent assignment complete.

Fourteen people went to seven different courts. There were no referees, and only one spectator, Banlao, and the game began.

......

"On the contrary! Let me tell you, my intuition has never been wrong."

Swish swish swish~

The racket spins rapidly on the ground, and finally the letters on the handle fall backward.

Kitahara Akira raised an eyebrow.

"Wow, I can't believe I actually have that kind of luck? By the way, what kind of Hextech gear increases luck...?"

"I've always said my intuition is the most accurate!"

Kiyosumi Sengoku bent down to pick up the racket. "But I'll still give you the serve. The southwest direction will bring me good luck today, so I want your side of the court, and..."

He blinked his left eye and smiled confidently:

"I can't wait to see your incredible serve."

"no problem."

Kitahara Akira pulled a tennis ball out of his pocket.

I patted it.

The tennis ball bounced powerfully into my palm after landing; the new ball had excellent elasticity.

Then, he looked up at Sengoku's confident gaze and smiled, "Actually, I'm also very curious about the strength of those selected for the youth selection, Sengoku-senpai."

Sengoku scratched his head: "That's funny. I never even noticed you before. How careless of me."

Game start.

A decisive set, Kitahara Akira's serve.

"call......"

Kitahara Akira stood behind the baseline, took a deep breath, and locked his gaze on the T-zone landing point opposite him.

His opponent is Sengoku Kiyosumi, and this will probably be the toughest match he has ever played since he transmigrated. He needs to be fully focused!

"Drink!"

At the very start of the game, Kitahara Akira used his signature super-fast flat serve.

With a low growl, the tennis ball soared into the sky.

Then push off the ground and rotate your body, arching your back fully. Power is transmitted from your lower body, waist, and torso to your shoulders and arms, forming a complete power chain that runs through every part of your body.

Under the action of this unhindered force.

The arm swung out in a blur, the racket instantly breaking through the air's constraints.

Bang! !

A loud, cracking explosion rang out on the field.

Sengoku's eyes narrowed.

A golden beam of light plummeted from the sky, flying out of the stadium at incredible speed.

15-0!

......

Bang!

Another golden light suddenly appeared.

30-0!

......

Bang!

Qian Shi remained motionless as golden light grazed his body and flew straight out.

Three consecutive ACEs.

40-0!

"Wow, that's a powerful serve. You really have to face it yourself to know how incredible that speed is!"

Sengoku's eyes lit up slightly, his tone full of praise.

However... no matter how fast it is, it is still the flat serve that is easiest to predict the trajectory of the ball, especially in front of my eyes.

(Whether Sengoku's dynamic vision surpasses Echizen and Kikumaru, or is simply incomparable, is a bit of an exaggeration.)

Tap...tap...tap...

Kitahara Akira, who was pressing down on the tennis ball, suddenly frowned slightly: "?"

When people are highly focused, they can keenly perceive subtle changes, and he had that feeling now; it seemed that Sengoku was about to launch a counterattack.

shuh~

Without hesitation, Kitahara Akira tossed the tennis ball into the air with his arm raised.

Push off the ground, arch your back, swing the racket, and hit the ball.

His hitting motion was fluid and decisive, without the slightest hesitation. However, unlike his previous serves, this time he applied a strong topspin force the moment his racket touched the tennis ball.

"Let me return your serve..."

Sengoku had a smile on his lips, clearly extremely confident in his dynamic vision; no matter how fast the ball was, it couldn't escape his eyes.

however.

Bang!

Wind and mist swirl!

When that muffled explosion with its spinning whistling sound reached his ears, the smile on his lips froze instantly.

「!?」

"Why...isn't it a super-fast flat serve!?"

Tatata!

A high-angle topspin arc landed in the service court. Sengoku ran quickly from behind the baseline to the right hitting point, just as the tennis ball began to descend.

No way.

Bang!

His hitting point was too low, forcing him to raise the ball over the net to clear it, but he still tried to pull the ball out in a wide diagonal line to give himself more reaction time.

Kitahara Akira's choice to use an unconventional tactic clearly indicates that he had already planned a backup plan.

Before he could even steady himself after serving, he leaned forward and went straight to the net.

Just as Sengoku's return shot flew over the net, Kitahara Akira was already at the net.

Tread!

He took two steps forward and leaped into the air, shifting his weight forward while in mid-air, and then swung his racket out powerfully.

Bang!

A powerful overhead smash from above!

With a merciless strike, the racket squeezed the tennis ball into an ellipsoid shape, and the explosive force exploded instantly.

Speedy!

A golden ball of light exploded outwards and crashed to the ground. After bouncing up, it grazed Qian Shi's body and shot out, his cherry-colored hair flying wildly in the strong wind.

"1-0..."

At the net, Kitahara Akira lowered his racket and softly announced the score, saying, "Senior, don't mistake me for a simple-minded guy."

Knowing that the opponent is on guard, it would be foolish to continue playing high-speed serves. The reason he strengthened his topspin and sidespin serves was precisely to deal with situations like today's.

"Besides his powerful, high-speed serve, he also has a topspin attack... Not bad, lad!"

Off the field, Banlao's smile deepened. It was his idea to have Sengoku take action, and now it seems that the decision was absolutely right.

Under Sengoku's pressure, Kitahara Akira's true strength began to emerge.

It was much better than the previous qualifying rounds.

High-speed serves are not a magic bullet.

Indeed, the reputation of a powerful hitter is impressive, but as a veteran coach who has been immersed in the tennis world for decades, Banlao is also well aware of the limitations of high-speed serves.

It's invincible when it comes to beating noobs, but it falters when it encounters opponents of the same level

When playing against weaker opponents, a super-fast serve often makes it as easy as cutting melons and vegetables.

However, when faced with an opponent whose awareness and ball skills are no less than one's own, the opponent usually only needs a few games to get used to this speed, and the game will be completely reversed.

Because once a super-fast serve is returned, it is impossible to respond immediately.

This is the heavy gunner's greatest fatal weakness.

Therefore, most of the world's top power hitters choose to play doubles, allowing their teammates to cover for any weaknesses after their serve.

However, it is clear that Kitahara Akira has already realized this.

After developing a powerful, high-speed serve, he also studied topspin serves, which gave him more options in his service games.

Even if the opponent can return his super-fast serve, they will need to take an extra step to make a judgment.

After the change of courts.

"He's even more capable than I imagined!"

Sengoku pursed his lips, but his demeanor remained unaffected. He chuckled and said, "Alright, Kitahara, it's my turn to have some fun."

Swish!

The tennis ball was tossed high into the air, far exceeding the height of a normal serve.