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next second.

Kitahara Akira's arm blurred into a streak as his racket struck the tennis ball, creating a shockwave in the air.

The audience outside the venue only felt a blur before their eyes.

Bang!

A sharp, golden line pierced through the entire court.

240km/h!

This is the fastest record ever set at this tournament! It's also the highest ball speed Kitahara Akira has ever achieved under normal circumstances.

That's right, he defined a 5% load state as the norm.

"Kitahara Akira scores, 15-0!"

Under such high-speed serves, Takahiro Kabaji also had difficulty reacting.

However, he seemed completely unconcerned about the tennis ball he hit, his eyes fixed solely on Kitahara Akira, a series of images of his dissected hitting motions flashing in his mind's eye.

Kitahara Akira moved to the other side of the court.

His gaze swept over Kabaji, whose expression remained calm and unwavering: "Are you observing me?"

Tap! ... Tap! ... Tap! ...

The tennis ball bounced powerfully off the ground. Although he knew Kabaji's imitation style of play, Kitahara Akira had no intention of hiding his skills.

shuh~

The tennis ball was tossed into the air again.

"Then I'll let you see it more clearly."

Bang!

The tennis ball whistled through the air as it instantly traversed the entire court.

"Kitahara Akira scores, 30-0!"

......

Off the court, Hyotei's Chotaro Ootori sat ramrod straight, his eyes particularly focused: "Kitahara-kun's serve is still as strong as ever!"

Ball speed is secondary.

That astonishing success rate on the first shot is truly incredible.

Since losing in the qualifying rounds, Chotaro Ootori has been trying to improve the consistency of his serve, frequently consulting with Coach Sakaki and Atobe, but so far there has been no significant progress.

To increase the success rate of the first serve, the ball speed must be reduced.

He was very troubled by this.

Therefore, Ootori Chotaro couldn't help but feel a sense of respect and admiration for Kitahara Akira, who was able to balance both serving power and high stability.

"That's really impressive."

Yuushi Oshitari nodded, his tone calm. "Unfortunately, having such a serve isn't a good thing against Kabaji."

Atobe was in charge of the match between Hiyoshi and Kirihara, while Kabaji was entrusted to his care.

Kitahara Akira of Yamabuki is indeed a formidable opponent. His serve is better than Chotaro's, and his other skills are on par with Hyotei's regular players. His ball sense and ball intelligence are both excellent.

Such a person will surely become Hyotei's greatest enemy in the future.

But unfortunately.

Right at the start of the match, he used that serve right in front of Kabaji...

Bang!

Kitahara Akira's serve was unstoppable.

"Game, Yamabuki Middle School Kitahara Akira, 1-0!"

"Change venues."

......

"Kitahara Akira's serve is too strong! He shouldn't be playing in a tournament of this level!"

"Four aces, Hyotei couldn't even touch them!"

"Just like in the previous matches, if Kitahara Akira couldn't return the serve, there was no way he could lose the match."

As Niou listened to the discussions in the surrounding stands, the corners of his mouth curved slightly. Unlike the people around him, his fox-like, narrow eyes remained fixed on Kabaji Takahiro on the field.

He had noticed the birch field very early on.

"It's quite an exaggerated ability to reflect an opponent's skills like a mirror."

Even someone with a strong ability to imitate and learn needs to practice many times before a match to be able to imitate the skills of other players.

Niou had never seen anyone like Kabaji before.

But just how far can he go?

Niou was very curious about this.

Separated by one stand, Shonan Jōsei was also watching the game.

"I can't beat that guy..."

Kiriyama Daichi had a good impression of Kabaji, who was about the same size as him, and because he had just lost to Kitahara Akira that morning, he subconsciously sided with Kabaji.

But he was not optimistic about Kabaji.

Only by personally experiencing Kitahara Akira's serve can one know how terrifying that guy is.

"Not necessarily, Kiriyama~"

Hiroshi gently shook his index finger in front of his chest. Although he knew that Kitahara Akira was strong, sometimes strength alone cannot guarantee victory.

The look in Kabaji's eyes felt very familiar to him.

That was the look in my eyes when I watched match videos to imitate the tennis superstars, focusing intently on breaking down each swing and memorizing every detail.

He had a premonition that something terrible was about to happen.

"Takahiro Kabaji's serve."

After the two sides switched sides, the referee raised his hand and called out.

The area around Yamabuki quieted down.

Everyone stared at Kabaji Takahiro with a look of inquiry in their eyes. Was that guy really the same as what Ban-ro and Sengoku had said?

Kitahara Akira stood at the baseline, his eyes slightly narrowed: "Is it coming?"

Tap! ... Tap! ... Tap! ...

Kabaji Takahiro leaned forward, his weight on his left foot, his palm rhythmically pressing the tennis ball, his right hand holding the racket hanging down behind him.

shuh~

Stand with feet together and knees bent, raise your left arm as needed, and the tennis ball rises into the air.

next second.

His massive body suddenly sprang up, forming a perfect back arch in mid-air, and the racket swung upwards around the back of his head, fiercely striking the tennis ball.

Bang!

A loud explosion.

The stadium was instantly pierced by a beam of light that was difficult to detect with the naked eye.

Kitahara Akira stood still, a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

From the push-off with both feet, to the rotation of the core, and finally all the power converges into the whipping arms and wrists...

Every movement of Kabaji Takahiro was so familiar.

Although he had been prepared, Kitahara Akira still couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine when he saw his serve being replicated so easily.

I came into this world.

This should be the first time he has encountered an opponent who can be described as "superpower tennis" or "fantasy tennis".

However, after the initial shock...

His first reaction wasn't fear, but rather a growing excitement; he braced himself for the next attack.

Outside the stadium, however, the scene was quite different.

A chorus of gasps immediately erupted from the general audience, who were pleasantly surprised by the unexpected and amazing serve.

"Wow... Wow, so fast!"

"That guy from Hyotei's serve is just as fast as Kitahara Akira's!"

"Is this going to turn into a duel between two heavy gunners?"

Those few who saw through the trick had various expressions on their faces.

"It really was imitation! But the object of imitation is actually my own opponent?! And so quickly!?"

This is Wakatohiro, his face filled with disbelief.

Did you learn it just by watching Kitahara Akira play it four times?

"Impossible, he definitely practiced beforehand in private!"

Otherwise, what would all those days and nights I spent working so hard to learn Pete Sampras mean?

"It can actually unleash the same level of power as the original serve?"

This is Niou.

"Ah Ren, what about that serve just now?...?"

"...I saw it, it looks exactly like that guy!"

These are Momoi Satsuki and Akutsu, their voices revealing a hint of hesitation and shock—a normal reaction to seeing an unknown new world.

"...That's Akira Yamabuki Kitahara's serve!" This was Sadaharu Inui.

"Hmm." *2

This is Tezuka and Fuji.

"Huh?" *4

These are Oishi, Kikumaru, Momojo and Kaido.

The above is Qingxue.

"Kabachi, let them see what you're made of!"

This is Hyotei.

"Kitahara, defeat that imposter!"

This is Yamabuki.

"Don't hold back, attack with all your might!"

This is Kitahara Akira.