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"Ginka, Hiruma, Sunata Valley..."

Muromachi observed that, apart from Hyotei, Seigaku, and Yamabuki, the vast majority of the players who advanced came from these top-tier schools.

Although their overall strength cannot compare with that of prestigious schools, they still occasionally produce a few outstanding players.

Muromachi Juji is paying special attention to those who have won all their matches in the previous two days. If he were to face them in today's match, it would likely be a tough battle.

"However... no matter who my opponent is, I will continue to win!"

"Ten times Muromachi!"

Hearing the referee's call, he cheered himself up, focused his gaze, and went to get his draw lots.

"Group C, number 8."

Muromachi saw the group on the draw slip ten times, and then hurriedly went to the referee to see the list of opponents in the same group. Group C was already full.

"Fukushima Yudai, Ito Kazuya, Uchiyama Hideaki, Horio..."

"call......"

Seeing the other seven somewhat unfamiliar names, Muromachi Juji breathed a sigh of relief; there were no formidable opponents.

In other words.

As long as he maintains his normal form and proceeds step by step, he can squeeze into the top 16 in Tokyo and successfully advance to the finals of the rookie tournament.

"What great luck!"

An excited smile curved his lips, and he clenched his left fist in front of his chest and paused forcefully.

"Kita Kazuma!"... "Kitahara Akira!"...

Every time the referee calls out a name, someone comes forward to draw a lot.

"Group J, number 6..."

Kitahara Akira also received his own slip of paper.

Groups A through H competed in the morning, while groups I through P competed in the afternoon. I reckon I'll be the last one to compete in the Yamabuki competition again.

After finding out his group, he, like Muromachi Juji, went to check on his opponents for the day.

"Masahiro Shimizu...Shinichi Torii...Kosuke Kitamura..."

Kitahara Akira's gaze swept over the names, but he didn't recognize any of them. Muromachi Juji, however, leaned closer: "Your opponents are all formidable!"

Muromachi touched his chin ten times.

"These guys all won their previous matches by a large margin, but they're really unlucky to run into you at the last moment... Hmm?"

"Ootori... Cho... Taro?!"

"What's wrong?" Kitahara Akira turned around and asked.

"This Chotaro Ootori is a player for Hyotei, and..."

Muromachi Juji frowned slightly, his expression serious. "He's a powerful server, just like you. You need to be careful of his powerful serves."

"A powerful hitter...server?"

Upon hearing this, Kitahara Akira's eyes lit up slightly.

After the draw, the matches on the last morning of the Tokyo division kicked off immediately. Due to time constraints, all four courts started simultaneously, divided into two groups.

Kita Kazuma was in Group A, and the match started first. He was in a similar position to Muromachi Juji, and he wasn't matched with any particularly formidable opponents.

It could even be said to be the weakest group.

In the second match, his opponent suddenly went on a scoring spree, and Kita Kazuma was immediately put on the defensive for several rounds. Fortunately, he adjusted his form in time and turned the tide in the second half, eventually passing the round and becoming the first player to advance to the round of 16.

On the adjacent court, Takeshi Momoshiro of Seigaku followed closely behind, displaying an incredibly fierce slam dunk that even made Sengoku's eyes light up. He quickly became the second player to reach the round of 16.

After the morning session, eight players qualified.

Yamabuki: Kazuma Kita, Juji Muromachi; Seigaku: Takeshi Momoshiro, Kaoru Kaido; Hyotei: Wakashi Hiyoshi; the remaining three are the players from other schools.

Of the eight, five came from prestigious families.

The strength of the three prestigious schools still intimidates many schools in Tokyo. They have always been shrouded in their shadow, and even if they try their best, they can only compete for the remaining spots of the prestigious schools.

In the afternoon matches, Sugiyama, the fourth player to advance from Yamabuki, unfortunately lost. In his first match, he faced Takahiro Kabaji of Hyotei and was defeated 0-6.

Kitahara Akira was also playing at the time, and Muromachi Juji brought the news while he was resting on the field.

According to Muromachi's description, the guy named Kabaji fought exactly the same way as Sugiyama, only he fought more aggressively, so there was no need to worry too much about him.

In the second game...

Kitahara Akira unexpectedly lost two points, ending his undefeated streak. Although it was partly because he hadn't used his full strength, he still felt a strange sense of unease.

It seemed as if the opponent already knew how they were going to fight and had prepared a contingency plan in advance.

Looking back now, I feel the same way about my opponent in the first game, except they were too weak, and even with a good plan, I couldn't get any points.

The opponent in this match is about the same strength as Kita Kazuma, and has a more comprehensive plan.

Kitahara Meiichi, without realizing it, actually let his opponent steal two points.

I looked up.

The opponent was suppressing his excitement, as if he had just verified something, and had an excited expression that suggested he was about to win the game.

rustle......

Kitahara Akira took out a tennis ball from his pocket but didn't rush to serve. Instead, he scanned the crowd watching the game from the sidelines and then spotted that effeminate figure in the shadows of a corner.

"Heh, it really is Guan Yuechu." He sneered.

It's likely that he eliminated the last contestant from St. Rudolf, which incurred the latter's wrath, leading him to gather intelligence on himself and pass it on to today's opponent, artificially creating some obstacles.

only......

"When did I give you the illusion that you could see right through me?"

Bang!

Before the person who received Guan Yuechu's information could even react, a terrifying golden light shot out past his cheek.

240km/h!

The entire room fell silent for a second.

Before anyone could react, Kitahara Akira unleashed another powerful, ultra-high-speed serve at 240 kilometers per hour.

"So fast!"

"That's unbelievable... that must be the fastest serve of the entire tournament!"

Seeing the astonishment on these people's faces, Sengoku's gaze fell on the white wristband on Kitahara Akira's wrist, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"This is nothing! This guy hasn't even used his full strength yet."

.....

Bang!

"Game, Yamabuki Middle School Kitahara Akira, 6-2!"

When the referee's voice fell, there was complete silence outside the J-group stadium, as if even breathing had been forgotten.

Since Kitahara Akira was successfully robbed of two points, his opponent hasn't touched a single ball except during his own service games.

Kitahara Akira not only serves aces, but his connecting serves are all return aces.

Not only could his opponents not see the tennis ball clearly, but even the many spectators outside the court couldn't see it at all.

I've never seen a competition like this before.

If Kitahara Akira hadn't made a sound with every shot, and the ball hadn't ended up hitting the wire mesh, everyone would probably have thought the referee was making up scores.

"Kitahara Akira from Yamabuki Junior High School has successfully advanced!"