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"Kitahara Akira!" ... "First Heavy Gun!"

"Aww~!"

"Kitahara! Kitahara! Kitahara!"

Kitahara Akira walked off the court and saw about a dozen people waving at him and shouting at the top of their lungs, "First Powerful Cannon! Fastest and Strongest MAX Serve!"

They were neither Yamabuki's cheerleaders nor people they knew; they were simply spectators who were amazed by his incredibly fast serves and therefore chose to continue watching his matches.

Looking at the strangers waving at him, Kitahara Akira was momentarily dazed.

After coming into this world with the goal of becoming a professional tennis player, he had imagined similar scenarios.

Standing on the highest stage, defeating the strongest enemy, all the spotlights illuminate him, countless spectators cheer for him, and then he stands on the podium holding the Grand Slam trophy, bowing slightly, listening to everyone shouting his name.

"This is just the beginning..."

Kitahara Akira smiled slightly, then raised his hands and waved to them before returning to the rest area.

"Chōtarō, how are you feeling?"

Atobe turned his head and saw a boy who was half a head taller than him, with dark gray hair and a silver cross on his chest.

Chotaro Ootori, a first-year student at Hyotei Academy, is Hyotei's next powerful hitter after Ochi Gekko, and a candidate to become the next vice-captain of Hyotei.

"Amazing!" Feng Changtaro's eyes lit up. It was the first time he had seen a player whose serve speed was no less than his own.

Although he was the most gentle and least fond of fighting among the members of Hyotei, he was still a member of Hyotei and also believed in the principle of strength above all else.

Upon seeing a top-tier power hitter like Kitahara Akira, Chotaro Ootori's first thought was to challenge him to a duel.

"very good."

Atobe smiled with satisfaction upon hearing this, and with a flick of his right index and middle fingers, declared, "Defeat him and bring the title of the First Heavy Gunner back to Hyotei!"

"yes!"

......

Fifteen minutes later.

This is Kitahara Akira's last match of the day, and his opponent is Hyotei's Chotaro.

The scene became even more lively.

Outside the barbed wire fence, a dense crowd of people stood, their colorful school uniforms like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle, completely surrounding the sports field.

Among the crowd, some familiar faces could be seen: Hyotei, Seigaku, and some schools that had already qualified for the next round. They had calm expressions, notebooks in their hands, and some were even recording with video cameras.

They wanted to know who would advance and gathered information about them.

After all, both Kitahara Akira of Yamabuki and Ootori Chotaro of Hyotei are formidable opponents that cannot be ignored.

Now is the best time to observe their true strength.

Four people from Seigaku arrived.

One of them was very tall, with a spiky haircut, wearing square black-rimmed glasses, holding a light green notebook, and with a calm and focused gaze.

Inui Sadaharu, a second-year student, is an intelligence expert who collects data for Seigaku.

The other man stood beside him, with a straight nose, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, sharp and clear eyes, and a serious expression, never smiling.

Kunimitsu Tezuka, who was recently promoted to captain of Seigaku's tennis club, is incredibly strong and unfathomable. He has been widely watched since elementary school, and there are rumors that professional clubs have already extended offers to him.

His appearance here today has attracted a lot of attention.

Beside the two were Takeshi Momoshiro and Kaoru Kaido, two of Seigaku's contestants in this competition.

"Akira Kitahara hit a powerful shot with an ultra-high-speed swing, setting a terrifying record of 240km/h in this rookie tournament."

Chotaro Ootori, with his height and long reach, unleashes a powerful serve as fast as a cannonball. His fastest serve in a previous match reached an astonishing 238 km/h, making him a top-tier power hitter.

Inui Sadaharu explained the information about both sides to the group in detail.

Momoshiro Takeshi stared at the two men on the bench outside the stadium, his mouth agape: "240 kilometers!? 238 kilometers!?"

This level of serve... is more than one level above his bullet serve! Momoshiro felt a great threat and his heart immediately tightened.

Kaoru Kaidou's expression changed instantly, his eyes fixed on the two on the field.

"Tezuka said softly from the side."

"This is a duel between top heavy hitters."

......

Step...! Step...!

Kitahara Akira sat on the bench by the court, tied his shoelaces three times, then made a knot around them, and stomped hard on the ground to make sure they wouldn't come undone during the game.

He pursed his lips and turned to look at Chotaro Ootori on the other bench.

Actually, this wasn't his first time facing a heavy hitter. Sengoku's Tiger Roar was a powerful serve, comparable to a heavy weapon, so he had some experience against opponents with high-speed serves.

only......

"Our opponents may have also received information from Mizuki Hajime. Although that information had many errors and omissions, he is, after all, a regular member of Hyotei... We still need to be more careful."

Meanwhile, somewhere off the field, Kanatsuki looked grim, his eyes filled with rage: "Foolish and arrogant Atobe, without my intelligence, do you think Hyotei could beat this guy? Idiot!"

the other side.

Yuushi Oshitari asked, puzzled, "Why did you refuse the information that guy offered?"

Upon hearing this, Shishido Ryo was the first to express his dissatisfaction: "Chōtaro doesn't need anyone else's information!"

"Shinobu, don't forget, we are Hyotei!" Mukahi Gakuto chimed in from the side.

Atobe said in a deep voice, "Gathering intelligence and data about the enemy is certainly part of a normal strategy, but what about those guys with ulterior motives that are obvious at a glance? Their intelligence? Ha..."

He sneered dismissively.

"A rat in the gutter thinks it can outsmart Hyotei? What a fool!"

beep—

The whistle blew.

"The match is about to begin! The two players are Kitahara Akira from Yamabuki Middle School and Ootori Chotaro from Hyotei Academy!"

"Please bring both players to the stage!"

The stadium fell silent immediately.

Kitahara Akira stood up from the bench, threw away the white towel on his back to keep his body warm, picked up his tennis racket, and walked onto the court.

Ootori Chotaro also stood up, the hem of his gray-white team uniform fluttering in the wind.

The two shook hands in front of the net.

"The match begins! Chotaro Ootori of Hyotei Academy serves first!"

"Go for it...! Use your powerful serve to show him who the best hitter in the tournament is...!" Ryo Shishido waved his hand vigorously.

"Chōtarō, go ahead and fight!" Mukahi Gakuto said, making a megaphone shape with his hands.

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

Feng Changtaro gently pressed the tennis ball, listening to the voices of his seniors off the court. He took a deep breath and his eyes became focused.

"one..."

"ball..."

shuh~

He flicked his wrist and tossed the tennis ball high into the air.

"enter..."

tread!

He stomped his foot hard, leaping high into the air, the silver cross pendant swaying in front of his chest. He swung his racket forcefully at the tennis ball while shouting.

"soul!!"

Bang! !

A deafening explosion echoed across the stadium.

This showdown between top-tier power hitters has officially begun.