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"babble!!!"

Kaba's expression changed, and he hurriedly chased after the net, sprinting from the baseline to the net.

He lunged forward, extending his racket to its maximum extent, not caring whether he could catch the ball or not, and just scooped it up.

Snapped!

With a soft thud, the tennis ball was scooped into the air.

Good luck.

But it was also very unlucky!

Swish~

A shadow suddenly appeared above the net.

Birch lay prone on the ground.

Bang!

The racket slammed down, and the tennis ball transformed into a beam of light, plummeting straight down and blasting past Kabaji's side, leaving a clearly visible ball mark.

"Game, Yamabuki Middle School Kitahara Akira, 5-3!"

Kitahara Akira broke his serve.

Kaba got up from the ground, his blank face showing a hint of confusion.

And looking at him like this.

Kitahara Akira suddenly remembered a TV series he had watched in his previous life, The Lotus Lantern.

In his view.

Kabaji, who copied all the ball skills at once, is just like Agarwood, who learned the Seventy-Two Transformations and swallowed many of Laozi's elixirs in one go.

Chenxiang relinquished his magical powers, and this is what Laozi said to him beside the Eight Trigrams Furnace.

"Although you have consumed so many of my elixirs, you have never known their wondrous uses. You don't know which ones belong to metal, which to wood, which to water, which to fire, and which to earth, because you swallowed them whole."

The same applies to Birch Field.

He didn't understand Kitahara Akira's playing style.

I don't know why, under the same circumstances, Kitahara Akira used Godspeed this time, but next time he had to use Storm Roll, and then the time after that he turned into Scythe Blade.

He simply copied Kitahara Akira's ball skills without any explanation and noted down one instance of how he used them.

However, they were completely unaware that there was a clear counter-relationship among these three moves.

On an indoor hard court.

Because of its high bounce, it is difficult to hit the ball flat at a suitable hitting point, so the Arashimaki counters the Shinsuke; also because of its high bounce, it can use the slicing motion of the scythe to "cut" a short diagonal line, thus countering the Arashimaki.

The lightning-fast shot can also reduce the reaction time of the slice, thus countering the sickle slice.

Kabaji Takahiro replicated three serves and three techniques.

Kitahara Akira, however, used the restraint between the three moves to manipulate him at will.

Of course, it was fortunate that Kitahara Akira's skills weren't so powerful that even he couldn't break through them.

If Kabaji were to copy such ball skills.

It seems the only option is to engage in a protracted battle, testing who has more stamina, more experience, and a deeper understanding of the game.

This situation is agonizing to even think about.

In the world of martial arts, why are martial arts masters unwilling to compete in internal strength?

Under normal circumstances, one can kill an opponent simply by using exquisite techniques, but if it comes to a contest of internal strength, then it's uncertain.

Kabaji Takahiro is a unique case, capable of forcibly dragging his opponents into a "test of inner strength" during the competition.

Last game.

This was Kitahara Akira's serve, and Kabaji didn't have time to replicate a deeper level of counterplay, so the final result was predictable.

Bang!

A ball bounced off the field.

"The match is over."

"Game, Yamabuki Middle School Kitahara Akira, 6-3!"

As the referee announced the decision, the two shook hands at the net.

Yuushi Oshitari and Ryo Shishido both looked grim; they hadn't expected Kabaji to lose in such a way.

At first, Kabaji did not completely copy Kitahara Akira's moves, and was able to score points by relying on his serve advantage and his original tennis style.

As a result, they completely copied the opponent's skills.

Instead, due to the counterplay between the ball skills, they were easily able to score points.

cunning!

After this match, Yuushi Oshitari completely changed his previous opinion of Akira Kitahara.

He sighed heavily and looked up at the sky visible in the center of the hall.

Kabaji lost.

I wonder how things are going in Hiyoshi?

......

the other side.

Compared to Kabaji, who was killed by the mechanism, Hiyoshi Wakashi faced a much more dangerous situation.

After the score reached 3-3.

Kirihara Akaya seemed like a completely different person. He was already extremely aggressive, but after his eyes turned blood red, his speed and power suddenly increased dramatically. Moreover, he was reckless, and every ball seemed to be filled with the belief of destroying his opponent.

"What's wrong with this guy?!"

Hiyoshi was on high alert, his eyes fixed on the figure opposite him, not daring to relax for a moment.

The burning, stinging pain in his knee kept distracting him. He glanced at his knee out of the corner of his eye and saw that the abrasion had become red and swollen.

The three irregular knuckle serves were all aimed at his knees.

"hateful!"

Hiyoshi Waka's eyes darkened, he raised his racket to his face, and stretched out his left hand as if to grab Kirihara Akaya's neck.

"Tsk!"

Kirihara's eyes were bloodshot, and he exuded an unsettling aura of tyranny.

Squeak...squeak...squeak...

The tennis ball made an unpleasant squeaking sound as it was gripped tightly by his knuckles.

Seeing that Hiyoshi wasn't going to give up and even dared to provoke him, Kirihara's face flashed with a fierce look: "Don't end it too soon!"

Whoa!

He twisted the tennis ball and tossed it upwards, then suddenly jumped up, his arm propelling the racket vertically towards the ball in mid-air, smashing it forcefully.

Bang!

"Go to hell!"

With an excited shout, the tennis ball tore through the air, pressing down on Hiyoshi's service court with a struggling force.

next moment.

Whoa!

The tennis ball, having finished its irregular spin and friction, shot straight out, aiming directly at Hiyoshi Waka's knee.

"I knew you'd aim for my knees!"

A glint flashed in Hiyoshi Waka's eyes. He had been on guard against this move. He jumped up to dodge the attack and then used the hitting posture of ancient martial arts to smash the tennis ball back.

However, it seemed that Kirihara Akaya had already anticipated this scene.

He suddenly appeared in front of the net.

"How naive! You idiot!"

Kirihara grinned menacingly, straightened his arm, and forcefully smacked the tennis ball as it flew over the net.

Bang!

"Ah!"

After a heavy thud, accompanied by a piercing scream, Hiyoshi Wakashi fell heavily to the ground, clutching his knee in agony.

"Akaya... he intends to destroy the opponent's knees, rendering them unable to move!"

Seeing Kirihara's brutal performance on the field, Jackal-san initially felt uneasy. However, after looking around, he realized that although everyone felt sorry for him, no one was willing to stop Akaya.

Ever since that incident happened in Yukimura.

The atmosphere in the tennis club became increasingly tense. In order to bring all the victories to Yukimura, Sanada made an ironclad rule that they could never lose.

Previously, Akaya's eyes would only turn red in the final game of a match, or when his pride was severely wounded.

And now it's simply because the opponent has taken three points from him.

He will then enter a red-eye state.

Jackal Kuwahara sighed inwardly, unsure whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.

However, he also wanted to bring all the victories to Yukimura.

Before achieving a three-peat in the national championships, Rikkai needed the power of Akaya, so he fell silent and tacitly approved of everything Kirihara did.

......

Bang!

The final ball struck Hiyoshi Waka in the abdomen.

He fell heavily to the ground.

cheeks, arms, knees...

Hiyoshi was covered in abrasions and swellings all over his body, and after falling to the ground, he could not get up.

"Ga...game, Rikkai University Affiliated High School Kirihara Akaya, 6-3!"