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Kitahara Akira recognized the group of people.

The cool-looking guy with red hair parted in a 3/7 ratio is Akira Kamio, the guy with dark blue hair who looks a bit aloof but is very talkative is Shinji Ibu, and the tall guy wearing a headscarf is Tetsuya Ishida.

There are a few others, who are members of Fudomine Middle School, a very impressive team in the anime storyline.

However, now...

They were all injured, and their eyes were filled with regret and envy as they watched the players on the field.

Akira Kamio glanced at his companions, and the group exchanged determined looks.

That's right!

Everything that happened before is over.

Under Tachibana's leadership, they formed a new tennis team. Although they couldn't participate in this rookie tournament, but...

"Next year, our goal is to expand nationwide!"

Kitahara Akira sensed a special aura emanating from this group of people.

Although they are still very weak, they possess a spirit of perseverance and transformation, and a vigorous drive for progress. The flame of change burns in everyone's eyes.

Then he shifted his gaze to the short-haired boy standing in the middle of the group, who had a small mole between his eyebrows and looked steady and reliable.

This person was the one who ignited the flames of change at Fudomine.

Orange orange level!

I didn't watch the whole anime in my previous life. I only knew that the opponent was a very strong player. Even Tezuka Kunimitsu took him seriously and had played against him once in a major tournament, easily defeating Hyotei's regular player Shishido Ryo 6-0.

After coming into this world.

Out of curiosity, Kitahara Akira searched for information about Tachibana Kippei online.

And the information we found was exactly as expected.

Kippei Tachibana, the ace of Shishiraku Middle School in Kyushu, was known as one of the two heroes of Kyushu along with Senri Chitose. As a first-year student, he represented Shishiraku in the national tournament as a key player for the school and was a highly regarded national-level player.

They also participated in this year's national competition.

Just over three months ago, he had a head of imposing blond hair. For some unknown reason, he suddenly transferred to Tokyo in September and joined the obscure Fudomine school, starting everything from scratch.

Kitahara Akira had no intention of pursuing this further.

He wasn't curious about other people's experiences, but with such a readily available national-level expert around, he definitely wanted to see for himself how powerful someone at the national level was if he had the chance.

Of course, I'm not talking about now...

Kitahara Akira didn't stay long and went to other areas until all the morning's matches were over before returning to meet up with the Yamabuki group.

Considering the number of participants, everyone brought their own lunch. After lunch, they rested for a while on the bus. At 2 p.m., the match between Muromachi Juji and Kita Kazuma and the others began.

Since it was his teammates' match, Kitahara Akira didn't go out again.

However, the strength of the opponents on the first day was just so-so. Even if Yamabuki is not good at singles, their comparisons are with the strong schools in Tokyo and Kanto. The first-year students from ordinary schools are really not good enough in their eyes.

Muromachi Juji and his team won almost a series of 6-0 victories.

All members of the Yamabuki team advanced.

However, after the first day of selection, the opponents on the second day were clearly a level stronger.

Kitahara Akira's match was in the afternoon, and apart from Muromachi Juji and Kita Kazuma, all the other Yamabuki players lost points.

Some players didn't even make it past the third match and were eliminated, unable to advance any further.

The morning session has ended.

Three players from Yamabuki advanced, while three were eliminated.

Just like on the first day, everyone ate their own boxed lunches and then returned to the bus to rest and recuperate. This time, however, it was the other people who were waiting to watch Kitahara Akira's match.

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

When Kitahara Akira's match began, he experienced it firsthand and found that his opponents were indeed much stronger. His opponent in the second match already had a ball strength of 6.0 level.

Even if he only uses the basic tactics, he still has to be a little more serious, otherwise he might accidentally lose points.

Bang!

The Narumi Academy player lunged forward, but Kitahara Akira's powerful topspin shot flew over the net and fell quickly, grazing the edge of the racket and bouncing off the court.

"Damn it, it was so close!"

The Narumi Academy players were furious and pounded the ground. Their opponents were only slightly stronger than them, but they always managed to score points because of luck. It was infuriating!

"Game, Yamabuki Middle School Kitahara Akira, 6-0!"

Outside the wire fence of the sports field.

"Kinda, this is your opponent in the next match." Kanatsuki gently twirled a strand of hair behind her ear and asked softly, "What do you think?"

(Kindaichiro, second year of St. Rudolph in the story)

"Hmm...it seems ordinary, but it didn't give the opponent any points from start to finish, so it should be much stronger than it appears on the surface."

"Not bad~" Guan Yuechu smiled slightly.

"This guy named Kitahara Akira may seem to have just gotten lucky, but in reality, he has been deliberately controlling the situation of the match. His opponent is completely being manipulated."

"Heh, as expected of a prestigious family..."

"Yamabuki is Yamabuki after all. Even though their reputation in doubles surpasses that in singles, they really shouldn't be underestimated."

Ichiro Kindaichi nodded: "Yes, St. Rudolph wants to expand nationwide, and established powerhouses like Yamabuki, Seigaku, and Hyotei are the obstacles we must overcome."

"However... Mizuki, you should have gathered enough information by now, right?"

"Of course!" Guan Yuechu picked up an A4 sheet of paper clipped to a document board, which was densely covered with data, ball trajectory analysis, and tactical choices.

"With competitions like this, as long as you do your research beforehand, you can roughly predict the outcome. So just do as I say, and you'll definitely achieve final victory!"

"This Kitahara Akira, along with Muromachi Juji and Kita Kazuma, these three should be all of Yamabuki's trump cards this time."

"If we beat them, St. Rudolph can make a name for themselves in this rookie tournament by stepping on Yamabuki's name! We absolutely have to win the next match, understand?!"

"Yes, Mizuki!"

Kindaichiro nodded emphatically.

At that moment, Kitahara Akira walked off the court, his gaze sweeping over the two men outside the wire fence. He took out the list of opponents for the next match that the referee had given him, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Saint Rudolph...?"

"Alright, it's time to stretch our muscles. Let's bring out our real skills this time!"

Fifteen minutes later.

Kitahara Akira's third match on the second day began.

Both sides of the match:

Yamabuki Middle School Kitahara Akira VS St. Rudolph Academy Kindaichiro!

Game start.

"I never expected to face the famous Yamabuki. The winner will become one of the top 128 in Tokyo. I hope to have a match with Kitahara that I won't regret!"

Please give me your guidance.

The two went through the pre-match greetings.

Kitahara Akira placed the racket on the ground, flicked three fingers together, and said, "I want it face-up."

A few seconds later.

The racket fell to the ground, and the letters on the handle were pointing upwards.

Kitahara Akira picked up his racket, a tennis ball in his hand, and turned to Kindaichiro with a slight smile: "Luckily, my serve..."