The Prince of Tennis: My tennis skills come from Naruto

Chapter 135 Jin Akutsu vs. Yuuya Yamato

Although the two players in Seigaku's doubles team really wanted to admit defeat, their new captain had given them a strict order: they were not allowed to surrender, and they had to lose with dignity.

So the two of them could only walk into the stadium with bitter expressions and heavy steps.

"Bang! Bang! ————"

Sixteen or seventeen minutes later, the Seigaku doubles team, having tried their best but to no avail, suffered the same fate as their predecessors (doubles team 2), ending up with a scoreless draw.

Compared to before the match, the two looked like "withered flowers," listless and dejected as they dragged themselves back to Seigaku's camp.

"I'm sorry, Minister."

"Feel sorry."

The two bowed slightly to Akiyama Yuichi, looking listless.

They had dutifully carried out the first part of Akiyama Yuichi's orders during the match just now, but they were truly powerless to do anything about the second part.

Yuichi Akiyama sighed silently in his heart, and then said, "The difference in strength is indeed too great. It's not your fault. Just train harder in the future."

"It is one."

The match is still going on over there.

The next match was the singles third match, between Seigaku's Katsuji Sasaki and Hyotei's Kiyosumi Sengoku. Sasaki was once again completely outmatched and was shut out 6-0 by Sengoku.

Sengoku Kiyosumi smiled slightly at the result, a perfect moment for frying fish!

In singles match two, Seigaku's current captain, Yuichi Akiyama, faced off against Ryo Anshito, but the result remained unchanged. The match even ended faster, less than 12 minutes in, when the referee's death-like pronouncement rang out once again.

Game 1, Ryo Shishido, 6-0!

"Match ended! Ryo Shishido of Hyotei Academy has won this match!"

Upon hearing this result, Yuichi Akiyama, the current captain of Seigaku's tennis club and a third-year student, turned pale. This was his first year as captain of Seigaku's tennis club, and he had originally thought that even if they couldn't make it to the Kanto Tournament, they shouldn't be eliminated in the first round of the Metropolitan Tournament. If they were lucky enough to make it to the semifinals or finals, it would at least mitigate the impact of the previous incident where Takei injured someone.

result----

Actually, when the organizers informed them that they had drawn Hyotei in the first round of the draw, he felt a wave of dizziness, but he didn't show it because he was mindful of the other team members.

After all, Hyotei! How could Seigaku possibly win?!

So he could only issue the order that they could not admit defeat and had to fight to the end, thinking that if they lost gracefully, they wouldn't look too bad.

But to their surprise, Seigaku has been shut out four times so far, and none of them, including him, have managed to get a single point from Hyotei.

Although there is still one Yamato left, Yuichi Akiyama is very pessimistic and feels that it won't make much difference.

Amidst the deathly atmosphere at Seigaku, the broadcast (a death knell in the ears of all Seigaku members) sounded as scheduled. In the final singles match, Seigaku's strongest player and former captain, Yamato Yuta, silently walked onto the court.

Yamato Yudai looked at Akutsu Jin, who was striding in from the Hyotei camp, with an unusually complicated gaze, especially at the No. 7 medal he was wearing on his chest.

No. 7, the strongest player Hyotei has sent out since Seigaku faced Hyotei.

How should we fight this?

In short, during the pre-match handshake, both men looked increasingly grim. Yamato Yuta's face was pale because he felt the match was hopeless and predictable, while Akutsu Jin's grim face was because he looked down on people like Yamato Yuta.

Akutsu Jin's eyes were filled with disdain. During the handshake, he barely touched Yamato Yuta's left hand before pulling away, as if the other person was some dirty thing.

In response, Jin Akutsu said that he hates this kind of inaction the most, which allows the tennis club under his jurisdiction to have senior students bullying first-year students. Well, the former captain was the same. This guy named Yamato is far inferior to Kamiya. No, it feels like comparing him to Kamiya is an insult to Kamiya.

Although Jin Akutsu said he was still not satisfied with Kamiya being the captain and would replace him one day, he didn't think Kamiya would allow such a thing to happen in the tennis club under his control, even if Kamiya was a second or third year student instead of a first-year student.

Thinking of this, Akutsu Jin shifted his gaze to Ryuzaki Sumire on the coaching bench. Akutsu Jin made no attempt to hide his disgust; after what happened in the tennis club under her jurisdiction, she still had the nerve to continue coaching—

His displeasure level increased, and then, under the referee's guidance, Jin Akutsu and Yuta Yamato guessed who would serve first, but Yuta Yamato ended up serving first.

Akutsu Jin clicked his tongue in annoyance, his displeasure level soaring even higher.

Then he strode towards the left half of the court.

The symbolic warm-up time ended quickly, and the referee's voice opened the curtain on the game.

"I hereby declare the match open! The match is between Seishun Gakuen Yamato Yuta and Hyotei Gakuen Akutsu Jin. End of set."

"It's time for Yamato Yudai's serve!"

Yamato Yuu tossed the ball high and hit it with all his might, sending it at a tricky angle towards the right sideline of the opposing court's service area.

"Bang!"

This is the highest level he can achieve.

But, "It's so slow!"

Akutsu Jin roared angrily, and in one leap, he appeared near the point where the tennis ball bounced off the ground. "Bang!"

Akutsu Jin swung his racket with the force of a greatsword, and the tennis ball instantly transformed into a cannonball, shooting back with much greater speed and power than it had come from.

Yamato Yuta felt a gust of wind rush towards him. Before he could even see the trajectory of the ball, he heard a muffled "thud" behind him.

"Akuzu Jin scores! 0-15!"

This point was like the beginning of a new chapter. Although it was Yamato Yudai's serve, it was Akutsu Jin who scored with a "thump thump". No matter how Yamato Yudai's serve landed or how the bounce height changed, it all seemed so pale and powerless in front of Akutsu.

The scoreboard showed Akutsu Jin's low score, flipping through pages coldly and rapidly.

Soon, "6"

Game 1, Jin Akutsu, 1-0! Switch sides!

Jin Akutsu hoisted his racket onto his shoulder and walked confidently toward the bench on the sidelines.

On the other side, Yamato Yuta, standing at the baseline, had his left hand clenched tightly in his palm. He stood there for more than ten seconds before slowly moving towards the sidelines.

After a 90-second break, the referee announced, "It's now Jin Akutsu's serve."

Akutsu Jin casually caught the tennis ball thrown by the caddie and tossed it around. He scanned Yamato Yudai from head to toe with his piercing gaze, finally fixing it on Yamato Yudai's cheek. Then, he revealed a very obvious, malicious smile.