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

The next day, singles match on court number one.

After yesterday's fierce battle, Kagura Ikjin defeated a series of freshmen, including Higashikata Masami, Shinto Miyazaki, and Nishikiori Tsubasa, and even shut out several second-year students.

By this time, his reputation had been thoroughly established, and very few people dared to challenge him.

"Kagura-kun."

Upon arriving at Singles Court No. 1, Sengoku Kiyosumi waved to Kagura Ichijin.

"Sengoku-kun, aren't you going to sign up yet? Today's the last day."

Kagura Ichijin frowned as he looked at the still lazy Sengoku Kiyosumi.

Sengoku Kiyosumi is too capricious. This selection tournament is crucial for the first-year students as it concerns the spots on the main team.

"I'm hesitating... whether I should fight you first."

Sengoku Kiyosumi was a little conflicted. He had wanted to challenge Kagura Ichijin yesterday, but he hadn't found the opportunity yet.

"Sengoku-kun, once you become a regular, you'll have plenty of opportunities. Right now, you should be thinking about how to snatch a spot from your seniors, not eyeing me."

Kagura Ichijin's expression was very serious.

The world is vast. If you stay in Yamabuki Junior High School forever, what's the difference between you and a frog in a well?

Only by becoming a regular player, participating in more competitions, and competing against more skilled opponents can one broaden their horizons and improve their own skills.

"I see."

Sengoku Kiyosumi was stunned. After a moment of silence, he took a deep breath and turned to leave.

……

More than an hour later, a heavyweight challenger appeared.

"Kagura".

After signing his name at the referee's desk, Gu Jimu Xin looked at Kagura Yiren in the rest area.

"Hello, senior."

Kagura Ichijin stood up, picked up his racket, and went to the referee's side.

After guessing wrong, he walked to the center of the court with a serious expression and then assumed a defensive stance, waiting for Gu Jimin to serve.

"Bang!"

Gu Jimushin's serve was not fast, and the angle was also ordinary.

"Bang!"

Kagura Ijin easily countered.

However, this goal was just the beginning of a long and drawn-out battle.

"Bang!"

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"Bang!"

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"Bang!"

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"Bang!"

After more than twenty shots, Kagura Ijin finally found an opportunity to score with a smash.

"0-15!"

Every subsequent ball became a suffocating, protracted battle.

Guji Muxin stood like a wall, firmly blocking Kagura Ichijin's path.

"15-15!"

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"15-30!"

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"30-30!"

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"30-40!"

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"Game, Guji Muxin, 0-1!"

Despite winning this game, Kagura Ichijin felt even more tired than when he played the entire game before.

This is not only a physical drain, but also a mental torment.

"boom!"

After tossing the ball high into the air, Kagura Ijin leaped into the air and then swung his racket with all his might.

"15-0!"

"That's fast."

Gu Jimin frowned as he watched the tennis ball rolling behind him.

"30-0!"

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"40-0!"

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"Game, Guji Muxin, 0-2!"

After successfully holding his serve, Kagura Ichijin silently recited the system's commands.

Guji Muxin (Grade 3 of Junior High School)

Speed: 3

Power: 3

Stamina: 4

Spirit: 2

Technology: 2.5

Total: 14.5

"Stamina 4..."

Kagura Ichijin understood immediately; no wonder he was so good at grinding.

"Bang!"

When it was Gu Jimin's turn to serve, a new round of protracted battle began.

"15-0!"

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"15-15!"

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"30-15!"

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"30-30!"

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"40-30!"

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"Game, Guji Muxin, 1-2!"

"The foundation is very solid."

Kagura Ikjin sighed inwardly.

Gujimuxin has no obvious weaknesses and rarely makes mistakes, making him extremely difficult to deal with.

To defeat such an opponent, you either need to use unconventional tactics or rely on overwhelming strength.

"boom!"

When it was his turn to serve again, Kagura Ijin tossed the ball high into the air, then leaped into the air and swung his racket with all his might.

"15-0!"

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"30-0!"

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"40-0!"

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"Game, Guji Muxin, 1-3!"

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"Bang!"

Despite trailing in the score, Gujimushin remained steady and composed.

"Bang!"

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"Bang!"

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"Bang!"

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"Bang!"

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"0-15!"

"Senior, are you trying to wage a war of attrition with me?"

After scoring more than twenty points, Kagura Ichijin stared intently at Tani Yoshiki Shin.

"That's right, you're very well-rounded and have no weaknesses. If I want to beat you, I have to pull you into my rhythm."

Gu Jimusin readily admitted it.

"I won't let you have your way."

Kagura Ichijin's eyes turned cold, and he gripped his racket tightly.

"That's not necessarily true!"

It's another long and drawn-out battle.

"15-15!"

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"15-30!"

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"30-30!"

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"30-40!"

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"Game, Guji Muxin, 1-4!"

"Senior, it's my serve now. Let's see how you stall!"

Kagura Ichijin took a deep breath; he knew he couldn't afford to waste any more time like this.

Gu Jimusin hasn't even broken a sweat yet; if this drags on any longer, he might really crash and burn.

"boom!"

"15-0!"

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"30-0!"

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"40-0!"

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"boom!"

"Go back!"

After running to where the ball landed, Gu Jimuxin roared and actually managed to hit the ball back!

"40-15!"

"They actually fought back?"

Kagura Ichijin, who had just landed, showed a look of shock on his face.

"Kagura-kun, why aren't you serving? As long as I don't make a mistake, your stamina will eventually run out."

Gu Jimin revealed a confident smile.

"I don't dare use that serve anymore, I'm afraid my senior will drag it into a long battle."

Kagura Ikjin remained silent for a moment, then his eyes became resolute.

He took a deep breath, tossed the ball into the air, then bent his knees and jumped up quickly to swing his racket forcefully.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the tennis ball flew rapidly towards the baseline.

"Game, Guji Muxin, 1-5!"

"What?"

Gu Jimuxin stared in disbelief at the smoking ball-shaped mark beside him.

Kagura Ichijin's serve was already very fast, but this ball... it's at least over 200 km/h!

"Senior, having a good foundation is just the threshold for one-on-one matches. If you want to win, you won't go far without a killer move."

Kagura Ichijin looked at the dumbfounded Tani Yoshiki Shin and slowly spoke.

He paused for a moment, but couldn't help suggesting, "With your stamina and baseline defense, you're actually better suited for doubles. Playing singles is a waste of your talent."

"Referee, I forfeit."

Gu Jimusin remained silent for a long time before finally giving a bitter smile and looking at the referee.

He couldn't break Kagura Yijin's serve, so the so-called protracted battle became a joke.

As long as Kagura Ijin holds his serve, the outcome of the match is a foregone conclusion.

"Match ended! Kagura Ikjin has won due to Guji Muxin's forfeit!"

"..."

Watching Gu Jimu Xin's dejected figure leave, Kagura Yiren sighed and sat back down on the lounge chair.