The Prince of Tennis: My tennis skills come from Naruto

Chapter 118 The End

Hmm, Sengoku Kiyosumi's inner voice stroked his chin. So the threshold for the weakest group in the five groups is already this high now?

Marui-kun, being from Rikkai University, is one thing, given the lack of information; it's normal for him to have special skills.

However, Oishi—his strength is clearly second to last among the regulars of Hyotei, and his presence is usually far less noticeable than his loud and boisterous friend Kikumaru.

But now, for some reason, it has become so powerful, and has even developed a powerful move called Moon Climbing Interception.

"What a miscalculation," Sengoku Kiyosumi sighed inwardly. It seemed he hadn't been paying enough attention to the lower-ranked members.

Then, Sengoku Kiyosumi urgently consulted with Irie Kanata, "Irie-senpai, how about we change our respective areas of responsibility? How about we don't split up left and right, but front and back?"

Kanata Irie slowly pushed up his black-rimmed glasses, a perfect, flawless smile curving his lips.

"I'm fine with anything, Sengoku-kun, you can arrange it."

"So, Irie-senpai, are you better at the baseline or the net?"

Kanata Irie continued smiling, "Half and half, no particular preference."

He speculated in his mind: Sengoku's sudden change in area allocation must be to counter Marui and Oishi's ultimate moves.

So, if you choose the net, it should be to deal with Marui's tightrope walk; if you choose the baseline, it should be to deal with Oishi's moon volley.

But if he says he's fine with it, how will Sengoku make arrangements?

A hint of amusement flickered deep in Kanata Irie's eyes.

Over there, Sengoku Kiyosumi quickly made a decision, "Then I'll play at the net, and Irie-senpai, you'll take care of the second half."

"If I stay in the net area, I should be able to use dynamic vision to break Marui's tightrope walking."

"As for Oishi's Moon Climbing Intercept, I'll leave it to Irie-senpai. Oh, right, Irie-senpai, Oishi's Moon Climbing Intercept characteristics Irie Kanata listened attentively, then nodded, "Well, then I'll take care of the backstage."

After the two finished discussing, Kiyosumi Sengoku stood in the service area, took the tennis ball thrown by the caddie, and then served again.

"Bang!"

The tennis ball shot out as a beam of fluorescent yellow light, and just as it was released from the racket, Sengoku Kiyosumi stopped the racket and ran to the front half of the court.

Kanata Irie moved to the center of the backcourt, slightly bent his knees, his racket hanging naturally in front of him, his eyes calmly scanning the entire backcourt, like a chess player in control of the whole game.

"Tsk."

Marui Bunta chewed his gum, feeling a strange sense of unease. The opposing team was starting to target them, but they couldn't change their formation in return, because Oishi's base stats weren't enough to defend half the field horizontally.

Shuichiro Oishi successfully countered, but was intercepted by Kiyosumi Sengoku at the net. Bunta Marui quickly moved to the net and flicked his wrist with a "snap".

Sengoku's pure, dark green eyes focused rapidly. The ball began to play in his eyes at an extremely slow speed. The ball was expected to land on the net to his left. So, it was that tightrope walking move again.

"Hmph"

Sengoku Kiyosumi smiled, but he was different now. Now that the other person was at the net, the effective range of his dynamic vision automatically extended to the other side. From then on, no tennis ball could escape his prediction under his eyes!

Over there, the tennis ball rolled on the net, tumbling from left to right, and then, just as it was about to fall, it was volleyed back by Kiyosumi Sengoku!

"Bang!"

Shuichiro Oishi began moving to the net the moment Kiyosumi Sengoku's racket appeared under the tennis ball, and then swung his wrist up the net with a large motion.

"Moon Climb Interception!"

The tennis ball soared into the air like a moon climber, falling towards the area that Kanata Irie was responsible for.

Kanata Irie narrowed his eyes. Since Sengoku had just defeated Marui's tightrope walking, he couldn't fall behind.

So, Kanata Irie retreated to the right baseline and then hit the ball back successfully.

"Kiyosumi Sengoku & Kanata Irie score! 15-0!"

"Ahhh, it's over, nya~." From the sidelines, Kikumaru Eiji spoke up for Oishi Shuichiro first, feeling that Oishi was really going to lose this time.

Because both he and Marui's ultimate skills were countered by the opponent, how can they fight? How can they win?!

As Kikumaru Eiji predicted, Sengoku Kiyosumi and Irie Kanata scored points all the way, and the score jumped from 1-1 to 5-1. However, in the game that was Sengoku Kiyosumi and Irie Kanata's match point, an unexpected event occurred. Marui Bunta and Oishi Shuichiro suddenly had a burst of energy and scored a point, bringing the score to 5-2.

But Marui Bunta and Oishi Shuichiro had already exhausted all their efforts to get that point, so Sengoku Kiyosumi and Irie Kanata easily won the next round.

Game, Kiyosumi Sengoku & Kanata Irie, 6-2!

"Match ended! Kiyosumi Sengoku and Kanata Irie emerged victorious!"

"Huff, huff—" Oishi Shuichiro gasped for breath a few times, then walked to the net with Marui Bunta, who was also panting heavily.

The four people clasped hands in pairs.

Sengoku Kiyosumi was also drenched in sweat, his orange-red hair plastered to his forehead, but his face was full of smug smiles.

As she put down her hand, took the card with "victory" written on it from the referee, and walked off the court, Sengoku Kiyosumi turned to Irie Kanata and said, "Irie-senpai, I told you I made the right choice! Although there was a slight mishap along the way, the result was good. We can enjoy ourselves tonight! (^▽^)"

"Wait a minute!"

Sengoku Kiyosumi discovered the blind spot. They were playing the same game, but he was drenched in sweat, while Irie-senpai only had a little bit of sweat on his face.

so----

"Senior Irie, is it because you have the legendary constitution that makes you not sweat easily?" Sengoku Kiyosumi asked with a look of envy.

Kanata Irie had a bad feeling when Kiyosumi Sengoku noticed the slight sweat on his forehead. It was indeed a flaw in his acting, but whether or not he sweated, and how much, was something he couldn't control. However, he hadn't expected Kiyosumi Sengoku to come to this conclusion—

Kanata Irie chuckled and said, "Ah, right, right, right."

Meanwhile, off the court, Kamiya You calmly observed this scene. Of course, his focus was on Irie Kanata's left hand, which wasn't holding a racket. To make the 50/50 match at this skill level more realistic, he consistently avoided using his dominant hand.

After the four people came out one after another, he looked around and said, "Now, everyone can go to the bus and take down your luggage. The winning team can go with the maid to the room in the villa to put your luggage away."

"The barbecue feast will start promptly at 6:30 pm, right here on this court. You'll enter with your winning table card. As for the losers, you can take your tent bags and head to the next court to set up your tents now. Your dinner has already been taken there by the male servants and is ready for you to enjoy at any time."

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