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"Drink!"

Using the powerful burst of speed generated by Shunpo, Kitahara Akira forcefully swung his racket out.

Bang! !

There was a loud bang.

The tennis ball exploded into a cloud of dust at Kirihara Akaya's feet.

His eyes were full of surprise; he clearly hadn't expected his knuckle serve to be returned so easily.

"Kitahara Akira scores, 0-15!"

"That gait!"

A glint flashed in Sanada's eyes. He was skilled in swordsmanship and immediately saw through the essence of Kitahara Akira's Shunpo.

This allows for the flexible application of kendo footwork in tennis matches.

obviously.

Akira Kitahara was highly accomplished in both kendo and tennis.

"pity......"

It's a pity that this was just a rookie match for Sanada.

......

Bang!

Kirihara once again used his knuckle serve.

Kitahara Akira used the same method, not rushing to get close, but waiting for the tennis ball to bounce before using Shunpo to catch up and hit the ball.

Upon seeing the serve returned, Kirihara's pupils contracted.

Once he realized that his opponent had indeed cracked the knuckle serve and that it wasn't just a coincidence, he immediately stomped his foot hard and sprang up, taking small, single-legged steps to catch up with the tennis ball.

Thud! ...Thud! ...

Kirihara plays very aggressively, every ball is full of attacking power, his tennis can only be described as a barrage.

But Kitahara Akira has now been freed from the restrictions and has gotten used to his current situation.

Responding to Kirihara's relentless attacks, they were no longer as pressured as in the previous game.

He calmly received every tricky shot that came his way, while also occasionally using strong topspin deep-zone pressure and super-fast flat drives.

By changing the rhythm.

Gradually, he took control of the situation, and by the time Kirihara realized what was happening and sensed danger, he had already been pulled into a position from which he could not defend.

"it's over."

Kitahara Akira pressed down on his wrist, and the racket sliced ​​out diagonally.

Whoa!

A short, fast, angled slice ball cuts across the net, bounces off the ground, and then bounces outward in a small sickle-shaped arc.

Scythe cut!

Although the ball speed and side bounce angle were not as good as the serve-style Wind Scythe Cutter, Kirihara was too far away at this time, so even with a small side bounce, he still managed to finish him off.

"Kitahara Akira scores, 0-30!"

......

"Kirihara from Rikkai University was actually suppressed in his own service game?!"

"That's...that's amazing..."

"Kitahara Akira... This is the new pillar of Yamabuki's singles team, following in the footsteps of Sengoku Kiyosumi!"

"wrong!"

"He's even stronger than Sengoku Kiyosumi!"

Kitahara Akira completely dominated the match, drawing gasps of amazement from the spectators in the stands.

Nobody expected it.

Yamabuki Junior High School, renowned nationwide for its doubles, surprisingly snatched the championship from the reigning champion Rikkai University in the first-ever rookie tournament with a singles format.

That's incredible!

The competition is not over yet, but many people have already accepted this result.

......

Shortly after, Kitahara Akira scored two more points in a row, successfully breaking serve.

Bang! !

"Game, Yamabuki Middle School Kitahara Akira, 2-1!"

"The two teams switch courts!"

......

The two stood at their respective baselines, and the previously noisy clubhouse immediately fell silent.

Because what's about to begin is....

Kitahara Akira's serve!

Tokyo's top hitter's serve!

even--

The serve of Kanto's top power hitter!!

Everyone here is a speed demon, you know? Nobody can say no to a top-class hitter like Kitahara Akira's serve.

They stared intently at Kitahara Akira.

Only those viewers who had watched the match between Kirihara and Hiyoshi felt a vague unease.

Atobe was the first to notice the anomaly, even before Rikkai University; his eyes narrowed slightly.

"It's coming."

The expressions of Mukahi Gakuto, Taki Oginosuke, and others around him immediately changed, their anger mixed with an unconcealable fear.

Seeing how the others behaved.

Ootori Chotaro, Shishido Ryo, and Oshitari Yuushi all perked up. Although they knew how Hiyoshi was injured, it was only based on their oral account and they were not very clear about the specifics.

Why did your eyes suddenly turn red?

Then both strength and speed will increase?

Meanwhile, Rikkai University...

Marui Bunta lowered his eyes and stopped chewing his gum: "That little guy from Yamabuki is in danger."

Jackal Kuwabara also took a deep breath, his gaze somewhat heavy.

They both still preferred the somewhat confused, awkward, but innocent and naive Akaya, which frequently caused him to enter a state of red-eyed confusion...

"...Is this really okay?"

Jackal Kuwabara turned his head away.

But he saw Sanada's cold and stern face, his eyes were particularly stern, and he seemed to have no emotional fluctuations about what was about to happen.

Yagyu Hiroshi adjusted his glasses, his gaze calm.

to him.

Victory is the only thing that matters.

Renji Yanagi's gaze was fixed on Kirihara, observing his condition closely. When he saw Kirihara's eyes slowly turning blood red, he did not intend to stop him, but there was a hint of caution in his eyes.

Only Niou, like an outsider, silently observed everyone.

"Serve for a point! Serve for a point!"... "Kitahara Akira!!"...

"Serve for a point! Serve for a point!"... "Kitahara Akira!!"...

Kitahara Akira stands on the baseline with the ball.

The entire hall was chanting his name.

However, the more noisy it was, the calmer he became, until the referee signaled for quiet outside the court, at which point he was completely at peace.

shuh~

The tennis ball is tossed high into the air.

Everyone's eyes lit up: "They're here!"

Kitahara Akira's arm, along with his racket, vanished in a blur.

Bang! !

Suddenly, there was a loud explosion.

A thick, golden beam crashed into the opposite half of the court, landing precisely in the inner corner of the T-zone, at the intersection of the center of the service area and the center line—the point furthest from the opponent among all the service area landing points.

253km/h!

The terrifying speed and the most tricky landing point compressed the receiver's reaction time to the shortest possible.

Just when most people thought Kitahara Akira would score with his serve, a bright yellow figure suddenly rushed out.

Kirihara's eyes were completely bloodshot...

"I'm going to... crush you!"

In a flash, Kirihara appeared in front of the tennis ball. Before anyone could react, he swung his racket at an empty space.

Bang!

next second.

A muffled thud came from the center of the racket face, and the tennis ball appeared there.

"What?!"

Yamabuki and the others were all taken aback.

Is it really possible for someone to return that kind of serve?

Not only were Sengoku and his group startled, but even Banlao's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

"Get back inside!"

Kirihara pressed his arm forward, and the tennis ball flew back with almost no reduction in speed.

Kitahara Akira was also surprised.

The tennis ball flew back at lightning speed, and he had almost no time to react. He could only rush forward one meter with a quick step, followed by a lunge and extending his racket to the limit.

Bang!

The tennis ball hit his racket, and he frowned slightly, his strength increasing.

"Drink!"

He tensed his arm and pulled hard at the diagonal, trying to draw a large angle to buy himself some time.

However, upon turning around...

But then they saw Kirihara's bloodshot eyes leave two streaks of red light on the court, and he let out a devilish growl: "Come on! Faster! Faster still! Ahahaha!"