The Prince of Tennis: My tennis skills come from Naruto

Chapter 136 Poor Seigaku, you're eliminated in the first round!

Then, Jin Akutsu skillfully kicked off.

"Bang!"

This is a relatively "slow" serve, but it bounces very little after landing in the service area.

So although Yamato Yuta successfully received the serve, he could only return a low, poor-quality lob.

Just as the tennis ball was about to fly over the net, Akutsu Jin, who was already at the net, grinned, a smile that looked rather ferocious to outsiders, before leaping into the air.

Yamato Yuta noticed that Akutsu's gaze was fixed on his face, and he immediately had a bad feeling.

And then I saw————

Akutsu Jin gave a playful look, and then he made a very standard preparatory motion for a powerful forehand smash. He raised his racket high, and his muscles visibly bulged, as if all the power in his body was concentrated in his racket-holding arm.

His gaze was sharply fixed on Yamato Yudai's face, his intentions obvious!

Oh no! That tennis ball is aimed at my face!

Yamato Yuta's internal alarm bells rang. Almost reflexively, he tried to raise his racket to shield his face, but the ball was too fast. The distance from the net to here was very short. Yamato Yuta knew clearly: it was too late!

The fear of disfigurement gripped him instantly. He felt a gust of wind rushing towards him, and Yamato Yuta involuntarily closed his eyes. However, the expected impact did not occur, nor did the expected pain come.

With a loud "bang," the tennis ball slammed to his left, leaving a deep ball mark, before hitting the wire mesh with a crisp "crack."

Akutsu Jin gave a wicked smile. "Idiot, you got fooled. You couldn't even see such an obvious feint. Tsk."

As for why they didn't actually slap Yamato Yuta in the face?

Jin Akutsu said that because this guy is now half off the field, hitting him in the face could easily lead to a score dispute. Although he was very unhappy with this guy named Yamato, he could just scare him and that would be enough. After all, he was not worthy of being taught a lesson by losing a point himself.

Moreover, all the other players on Hyotei won their matches without giving their opponents a single point. If he were to lose even one point, what would that look like?

Over there, the referee's voice rang out, "Akuzu Jin scores! 15-0!"

Yamato Yuta looked at the rolling tennis ball with lingering fear; he had genuinely thought it was going to hit him in the face.

Then he looked at Akutsu Jin again and felt from the bottom of his heart that this guy's character was really awful.

Over there, Jin Akutsu continued to kick off.

Even Akutsu Jin couldn't tell that he was using a feint, and Yamato Yuta, who couldn't react to the incoming ball at all, had no hope of scoring. So the rest of the game was a one-sided affair without any suspense, and soon, it was 2-0!

September 12, 1986 – September 12, 2006!

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Game 1, Jin Akutsu, 4-0! Hyotei Academy's Jin Akutsu leads!

Yamato Yuta watched as the fluorescent yellow tennis ball flew straight out of bounds again, and he couldn't catch it in time. He let out a long sigh. At this moment, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his chest heaved violently every now and then.

Although he didn't actually expend a lot of energy, since he was often unable to react except for his service games and Akutsu Jin would score directly for him, the mental pressure he was under was immense.

Because Yamato Yuta believes he bears a heavy responsibility:

Seigaku had already suffered four crushing defeats to Hyotei with scores of 0-6 in the previous two doubles and two singles matches.

In other words, this last match is Seigaku's last fig leaf, their last glimmer of hope to avoid being completely shut out by Hyotei.

So, we need to at least find a way to get one point! Win a game!

However, after four innings, Yamato Yuta felt like a small boat struggling in a storm, unable to resist the storm and only able to drift with the current, not knowing when he would be swallowed up.

So far, he has not only failed to score a single point, but he also has to deal with Akutsu Jin's feints and real shots that slip past his face with his ball control from time to time.

Sigh, Yamato Yuta really feels like Akutsu Jin on the other side is enjoying a cat-and-mouse game. Although saying that is a bit of self-deprecation, it really is so similar.

However, they had already played four rounds, and as the former captain of Seigaku, and with the current captain's instructions, Yamato Yuta didn't want to admit defeat or give up halfway, so he could only stay on the field and continue playing with trepidation.

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"Bang, bang—"

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Game 1, Jin Akutsu, 5-0!

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Game 1, Jin Akutsu, 6-0!

"Match ended! Jin Akutsu of Hyotei Academy won this match."

"Oh—!!"

"Hyotei has won!"

"Victory belongs to Hyotei!!"

The referee's decision once again ignited enthusiastic shouts from all around the stadium.

Inside the arena, listening to the cheers, Yamato Yuta's ashen face became even more pronounced, as if he had turned into a weathered, dilapidated stone sculpture.

Ryuzaki Sumire, sitting on the coach's chair, turned as black as the bottom of a pot. At this moment, her dissatisfaction with Yamato Yuta had reached its peak.

Yamato hadn't managed the tennis club properly before, leading to that terrible incident, and now they can't even beat Hyotei's No. 7.

In contrast, Kamiya You was quite pleased to see this scene. A slight smile played on his lips as he thought to himself:

Poor Seigaku, I'm so sorry you ran into Hyotei. Now your team will only be eliminated in the first round of the tournament.

Bystanders (office workers and other unrelated people) said they really enjoyed watching the five matches.

Of course, they were adopting Hyotei's perspective.

"That was amazing! Five shutouts in five games. Whether it was doubles or singles, Hyotei completely dominated. I feel like the Seigaku players are like soft, pitiful, helpless lambs in front of Hyotei."

"Huh? What kind of weird analogy is that? According to you, Hyotei is a wolf?"

"Don't take it so seriously. Hmm, well, maybe you could say that, since there's an Eastern saying, 'like wolves and tigers,' right?"

"In short, this was a victory for the freshmen over the stubborn old guard—a classic underdog story! Cool!"

"Leaving aside the only second or third-year student in the five matches, Hyotei's first-year starting team is indeed very strong."

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Hmm, but Seigaku has reformed now, first-year students can participate in the regular season too.

"Heh, it's all just talk. Look at Seigaku, do they even have any first-years on the field? Besides, this is just a case of locking the barn door after the horse has bolted; it'll only be a matter of time."

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