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

"One game to decide the winner, Kagura serves."

"call……"

Kagura Ichijin stood on the service line, exhaled a breath of stale air, and adjusted his breathing rhythm.

He glanced calmly at Guan Yuechu, who was standing ready opposite him, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

Throw the ball with your left hand, leap into the air, and swing your right arm down like a whip!

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the tennis ball turned into a yellow afterimage, instantly traversing half the court and slamming heavily into the corner of the baseline.

"15-0!"

"Such a fast serve..."

Guan Yuechu only felt a blur before his eyes, and the ball was already smoking behind him.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression became serious.

Intelligence reports said that Kagura Ichijin's serve was very fast, but personally experiencing that overwhelming pressure still made him a little scared.

"30-0!"

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"40-0!"

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"Game, Kagura Ikjin, 1-0!"

In the first game, Kagura Ijin easily held serve, not even giving Kanzuki a chance to touch the ball.

"Is this all you're capable of?"

Kagura Ichijin looked at Kanzuki, his tone tinged with doubt and disappointment.

His serve just now was only about 190 km/h, which can only be considered a normal ball speed.

Based on his understanding of data tennis, Guan Yuechu should be able to adapt quickly.

"Hmph! Don't get too cocky! You'll see soon enough!"

Guan Yuechu's face instantly darkened, and he gripped the racket in his hand so tightly it creaked.

Gathering intelligence is one thing, but real-world combat experience is another.

The strength and speed of this first-year minister far exceeded his expectations; in the previous round, he didn't even have time to react.

In the second game, Guan Yuechu served.

He stood at the bottom line, his eyes gleaming with calculating light.

"Bang!"

The serve is delivered with a concealed motion, a rapid flick of the wrist, applying strong topspin to the tennis ball.

"A disc-style serve?"

Kagura Ichijin immediately saw through the trajectory of the ball's spin.

With a slight press of his wrist, he delivered a precise backhand smash, sending the ball back into Guan Yuechu's open space.

For him now, this level of ball spin is child's play.

"0-15!"

"How...how is this possible?"

Guan Yuechu's eyes widened, her face filled with shock.

His disc-style serve causes the ball to bounce irregularly, which can make even senior players scramble when they encounter it for the first time.

Kagura Ikjin solved it with a simple tap?

"Why not? This kind of trick that relies on spinning might work against inexperienced beginners, but in the face of absolute strength and experience, it's just a fancy performance."

Kagura Ichijin retreated to the baseline as he spoke calmly.

"..."

Guan Yuechu took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the panic in his heart. He couldn't believe it! This must be a coincidence!

"Bang!"

This time he changed his strategy and applied a strong backspin.

However, the result remained unchanged.

"0-30!"

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"0-40!"

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"Game, Kagura Ikjin, 2-0!"

"You really have no memory at all. I told you that spin balls don't work, but you still insisted on trying."

After successfully breaking through the opponent's serve, Kagura Ichijin looked at the pale-faced Kanzuki and shook his head helplessly.

"..."

Guan Yuechu gritted her teeth and walked to the bottom line without saying a word.

Two sets have passed, and he hasn't even received the ball once.

Kagura Ikjin's strength exceeded his expectations.

He must adapt to this high-intensity pace as soon as possible and collect more data, otherwise he will have no chance of winning this game.

"..."

Kagura Ichijin, upon reaching the service area, did not rush to serve but instead began to silently recite the system's commands.

Guan Yuechu (Grade 1 of Junior High School)

Speed: 2

Power: 2

Stamina: 2

Spirit: 2.5

Technology: 3

Total: 11.5

"No wonder he was chosen as the first singles player."

Upon seeing Guan Yuechu's five dimensions, Kagura Ichijin nodded secretly.

Among the first-year students, Kanatsuki was indeed one of the best, but unfortunately he met him.

In the third game, Kagura serves.

"boom!"

"15-0!"

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"30-0!"

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"40-0!"

On the final point, Kagura Ijin jumped to serve again.

"Go back...!"

This time, Guan Yuechu finally made a move!

He anticipated the ball's landing point, held the racket with both hands, and swung it with all his might.

"Snapped!"

The moment the racket made contact with the ball, a tremendous impact surged through the arm, causing the racket to fly out of the hand, spinning as it went.

"Game, Kagura Ikjin, 3-0!"

"Did you only get used to your serve in the third game?"

Kagura Ichijin shook his head as he watched Kanatsuki pick up the racket.

That's too slow. By the time Guan Yuechu finishes collecting the data, the competition will have already ended.

In the fourth game, Guan Yuechu served.

Undeterred, he continued to use the disc serve, trying to find Kagura's weakness by varying his serves.

"Bang!"

Kagura Ichijin responded with ease.

Guan Yuechu was well-prepared and took his first steps towards the landing point.

"Go back!"

He gripped the racket with both hands, gritted his teeth, and headed the ball back.

"boom!"

However, he was met by Kagura Ichijin, who was already waiting at the net, and a merciless smash!

"0-15!"

"So strong..."

Cold sweat beaded on Guan Yuechu's forehead.

Every shot from Kagura Ijin was powerful and heavy. Even though he tried his best to receive the first shot, he couldn't cope with the barrage of attacks that followed.

"0-30!"

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"0-40!"

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"Game, Kagura Ikjin, 4-0!"

"What a boring match, Mizuki-kun. I was planning to give you a surprise, but it seems... there's no need for that now."

Kagura Ichijin stood in front of the net, looking at the panting Kanzuki on the other side, his tone turning cold.

"What...do you mean?"

A sense of foreboding rose in Guan Yue's heart.

"boom!"

Kagura Ichijin leaped high into the air; this time, he held nothing back.

"15-0!"

The tennis ball vanished from Guan Yuechu's sight in an instant.

"How could this... happen?!"

Guan Yuechu watched the ball fly past her feet, her pupils trembling violently.

Kagura Ichijin's serve was already fast, but now... even faster! Even heavier!

Even if he calculated the ball's landing point in advance, his body simply couldn't keep up with that speed!

"Mitsuki-kun, haven't you noticed? The information you're so proud of is all outdated data."

Kagura Ikjin stared coldly at Kanzuki.

"This is impossible! How could the intelligence I painstakingly gathered be fake?"

Guan Yuechu screamed in terror.

"Whether it's true or not, hasn't your body already told you?"

Kagura Ichijin stopped talking nonsense.

The outcome of the match was no longer in doubt, and he didn't want to waste any more time.

"boom!"

"30-0!"

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"40-0!"

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"Game, Kagura Ikjin, 5-0!"

In the final game, Guan Yuechu served.

"I don't believe it! You can't be that strong! Something must be wrong!"

Guan Yuechu, seemingly in a frenzy, unleashed another round serve, his eyes fixed on Kagura Ichijin's movements, trying to find that one flaw.

"Bang!"

Kagura Ikjin casually waved his hand.

"0-15!"

Speed, power, and angle – a complete domination!

Guan Yuechu stared at the tennis ball that exploded at the baseline, his face ashen.

He finally realized that Kagura Ichijin had been teasing him all along, without his knowledge.

"0-30!"

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"0-40!"

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"Game, Kagura Ikjin, 6-0!"

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"Match 5 is over, 6-0, Kagura Ikjin wins!"

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Congratulations to Yamabuki Middle School for defeating St. Rudolph Academy 3-2 and advancing to the Round of 16!

With the referee's final whistle, this one-sided match finally came to an end.