The Prince of Tennis: From Data-Driven Tennis to the Pinnacle of His Career

Chapter 205 Yamato Yudai

The U17 training camp, a football field in field number five.

As Yamato Yuta walked onto the court carrying his tennis bag, Kagura Ichijin, who was watching from a distance, immediately opened his folder.

In the U17 training camp, Yamato Yuta is the only player whose five dimensions are not high, yet he is able to make it to the front of the field.

Such a player, who can often defeat the strong without relying on the five dimensions, is very rare. He still vividly remembers his opponent's move, "Illusory Dream Appearance".

Soon, as Arisugawa, a senior high school student from field number five, entered the arena, the positional battle officially began.

"A single game to decide the winner, Yamato's serve."

"Senior, let's have a great match!"

Looking at Arisugawa, who exuded an oppressive aura, Yamato Yuta reached out his hand, a smile playing on his lips.

"Hmph! Kid, this isn't a place for playing house."

Arisugawa glanced down at the hand that was suspended in mid-air, snorted disdainfully, and then ignored Yamato Yuta in front of him, decisively turning around and walking towards the receiving area.

"Ugh!"

Yamato Yuta sighed deeply and turned to walk straight towards the service area.

"Bang!"

After reaching the service area, Yamato Yuta tossed the ball high into the air and swung his racket forcefully.

"Bang!"

After running to the ball's landing point, Arisugawa decisively swung his racket to meet it.

"Bang!

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"Bang!

""

"Bang!"

After a few rounds, Arisugawa scored directly with a baseline cross-court shot.

"0-15!"

"Kid, how did you even get to court number six?"

Upon realizing that Yamato Yuta's physical condition was very poor, a hint of surprise flashed in Arisugawa's eyes.

Over the years, he has experienced countless battles of position, and he hasn't encountered an opponent as weak as Yamato Yuta in a long time.

"Just play normally."

Yamato Yuta was not annoyed by Arisugawa's questioning. Instead, he smiled faintly and walked back to the service area with a calm expression.

"Yeah?"

After giving Yamato Yuta a deep look, Arisugawa decisively walked to the receiving area and assumed a defensive stance.

"Bang!"

After serving again, Yamato Yuta's expression became even more focused.

"Bang!"

"Bang!

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"Bang!

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"0-30!"

After a few rounds, Arisugawa decisively rushed to the net and delivered a volley.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"0-40!"

After more than ten rounds, Arisugawa took advantage of the moment when Yamato Yudai was unable to return to defense in time and hit the ball directly into the corner of the opposite side.

"Bang!"

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"Bang!"

"Bang!"

After more than ten rounds, Arisugawa scored directly with a powerful smash.

"Game, Yamato Yudai, 0-1!"

After easily breaking Yamato Yuta's serve, Arisugawa was not happy; instead, he frowned.

Yamato Yuta's situation is too strange. Logically speaking, a player like him should not even be able to get into court number 16, but this freshman on the other side has actually made it directly to court number 6.

"Forget it, whatever tricks he tries, it's all in vain in the face of absolute power."

Arisugawa swung his racket and walked straight toward the service court.

"Bang!"

After tossing the ball high into the air, Arisugawa tensed his muscles and swung his racket forcefully.

"Such strong force."

After running to the ball's landing point, Yamato Yuta decisively swung his racket.

But the moment the racket touched the tennis ball, a powerful impact spread through his arm.

This made Yamato Yuta frown immediately, but he reacted quickly and gripped the racket tightly with his other hand.

After gritting his teeth and taking the shot, he used spin to reduce the power of the ball and returned it directly.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!

"After more than ten rounds, as Yamato Yuta hit a high lob, Arisugawa decisively jumped high and swung his racket down with force."

But soon something shocking happened: he didn't feel the ball hit at all.

By the time he realized what was happening, the tennis ball had already flown behind him and landed directly on the baseline.

"What's going on?"

Arisugawa looked at the racket in his hand, a look of confusion on his face.

How could he possibly make such a basic mistake? It's unbelievable.

"Senior, aren't you serving?"

Seeing Arisugawa standing there in a daze, Yamato Yudai revealed a faint smile.

Sure enough, the closer the venue was to the front, the better his illusions and dreams could be.

"Kid, what did you just do?"

Arisugawa suddenly looked up at Yamato Yuta and said with a serious expression.

The other party was indeed not as simple as he seemed. It seems he needs to be careful to avoid being caught off guard.

"It's nothing."

Yamato Yuta shook his head, then decisively turned around and walked to the receiving area, assuming a defensive stance.

He must not reveal his illusions, otherwise, facing these experienced players with better physical abilities than him, he fears he won't even have a sliver of a chance to win.

"call!"

Arisugawa took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the irritation in his heart, and then walked to the service area again, tossed the ball high into the air, and swung his racket forcefully.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"0-30!"

"0-40!"

"Game, Yamato Yudai, 1-1!"

"Game, Yamato Yudai, 2-1!"

"Game, Yamato Yudai, 3-1!"

"Game, Yamato Yudai, 4-1!"

As Arisugawa made frequent mistakes on the court, his mentality gradually changed, leading to a one-sided situation.

"This match should be a foregone conclusion."

Kagura Ichijin watched as Yamato Yuta completely overwhelmed his opponent with his illusionary dream technique, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.

Among the opponents he encountered, Yamato Yuta was considered one of the more formidable ones.

If the system hadn't provided the return path, he probably would have been like Arisugawa, not knowing how he lost until the end of the match.

"Ugh!"

After letting out a deep sigh, Kagura Ichijin silently recited the system's instructions to check the five dimensions of the two individuals.

Yuta Yamato (First year of high school)

Speed: 2

Power: 2

Stamina: 2

Spirit: 2

Technology: 2

Total: 10

Arisugawa (Third year of high school)

Speed: 3

Power: 3

Stamina: 4

Spirit: 3

Technology: 4

Total: 17

"My five dimensions are the same as they were in junior high school. Is this because of the surgery?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Kagura Ikjin's eyes, and then he looked at Yamato Yuta's right arm again.

Injuries have a huge impact on an athlete, and even the strongest skills cannot make up for it.

If nothing unexpected happens, Yamato Yuta probably doesn't have much potential left to be explored.

After shaking his head slightly to clear his mind of distractions, Kagura Ichijin took out a pen and wrote down Yamato Yuta's data.

Instead of writing a training plan as usual, he wrote down his guesses and suggestions for injury recovery.

Yamato Yuta's situation is completely different from other high school students. Those training programs are not only meaningless for Yamato Yuta, but may even aggravate his injuries.

"What a pity."

With a "snap," Kagura Ichijin slammed the folder shut, then stood up and walked toward the studio.

To be honest, if Yamato Yudai's five dimensions weren't so low, with his intelligence and dreamlike abilities, he could have easily reached the number one court.

Unfortunately, it's too late to say anything now. Without a healthy body, you definitely can't go far on the path of tennis.