The Prince of Tennis: My tennis skills come from Naruto

Chapter 143 Data Beyond Processing Scope

Although he was almost in a state of sagehood due to the constant provocations from his teammates, Guan Yuechu still couldn't accept it at this moment!

However, faced with the enormous gap in strength, and knowing clearly with his own rational understanding the difference between national-level and Kanto-level tennis players, Mizuki could only sigh helplessly in the end.

A thousand thoughts swirled in my mind as I walked toward the net.

As I stood in front of the net, an invisible sense of pressure washed over me.

Even from a distance, Mitsuru Mouri seemed very tall, but now, up close, he seemed even taller and exuded a kind of physical intimidation due to his height.

Under the sunlight, Mori Jusaburo's deep red curly hair became somewhat dazzling, and although Mori Jusaburo was smiling, Kanzuki always felt that there was a condescending sharpness in his eyes.

The two clasped hands, and at that moment, a burst of enthusiastic cheers erupted from the sidelines: "The winner will be Hyotei! The loser will be St. Rudolph!"

"Mori will win, and Mizuki will lose!"

"Oh—! Mori! Mori!"

Meanwhile, off the field, the St. Rudolph area was silent for a moment before small groups of people started chanting, "Go, Minister!"

"Go, Minister Mizuki!"

Everyone tacitly refrained from saying that their captain would win. Although it might seem a bit cowardly before the battle even started, and it might boost the morale of others while diminishing their own, their captain's opponent was none other than Hyotei's No. 3. Everyone who knew their captain's strength well understood that they simply couldn't bring themselves to say such a thing.

Meanwhile, on the court, the assistant umpire, tennis racket in hand, walked to the side of the net, his gaze shifting between Mori Jusaburo and Mizuki Hajime before finally asking Mizuki Hajime, "Mr. Mizuki, which one?"

Guan Yuechu thought for a moment, intending to say "smooth," but changed it to "rough."

Upon hearing this, the referee placed the racket face down on the ground, then exerted force with his right hand and spun it sharply. The racket immediately began to spin rapidly like a top, and the metal frame rubbed against the ground, making a "shush" sound.

Then, with a crisp "thud," the racket hit the ground, vibrated twice, and then stopped completely. At this point, the mark at the end of the handle clearly pointed upwards.

Guan Yuechu: "...

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Damn it! I should have known better than to change it! He should have guessed "smooth"!

What's going on? Why does it feel like my luck has been so bad all day? It's like fate isn't on my side!

Meanwhile, seeing the racket handle marked as facing forward, a smile flickered in Jusaburo Mori's eyes beneath his red curly hair. "Looks like I'll be serving first this game."

Upon hearing this, Guan Yuechu didn't express any opinion, but simply turned and walked towards the baseline on the left side of the court.

Soon, the five-minute warm-up period ended, and both sides took their positions.

Then the referee announced, "Then I declare the match open!"

"The match between Mori Jusaburo and Mizuki Hachijo has ended!"

"Mori Jusaburo serves first."

Standing in the service area, Mori Jusaburo received the tennis ball tossed to him by the caddie. Holding the ball, his mind raced. As one of the top three members of Hyotei making his first appearance, he was determined to demonstrate the absolute dominance of the top three in this match.

What's more, this guy Mizuki not only angered Sengoku-kun, who is usually very good-tempered, but also made the captain quite angry, which is rare for him.

Well, as one of the more perceptive individuals, Mori Jusaburo was one of the few, besides Atobe Keigo (due to his childhood friend's understanding) and Kikumaru Eiji (due to his cat-like sixth sense), to notice that Kamiya You was genuinely angry. Mori Jusaburo then recalled Kamiya You's words before the second doubles match and Sengoku Kiyosumi's post-match remarks, and quickly deduced:

It's pretty much a done deal. The reason the minister said before the match that he would use all his strength to defeat them must be related to Mizuki's scheme against Sengoku-kun. Tsk, Mori Jusaburo's eyes instantly became incredibly sharp.

Attacking his teammate off the field is an unforgivable act!

Therefore, in conclusion, Mori Jusaburo felt that this game had to be a complete rout.

A thousand thoughts raced through his mind, but only three seconds had passed in reality. Over there, Mori Jusaburo gathered his thoughts and then fell asleep on the spot.

At this moment, his surface consciousness was suppressed, his distracting thoughts were cleared, and only the two things remained in his mind: serving and returning the ball.

When he is asleep, his body's instincts and honed muscle memory are elevated to their peak, ready to be activated at will by his subconscious.

"Huff~ Huff~"

Mori Jusaburo's breathing gradually became long and deep, and he began to snore on the spot, the snoring sound being particularly clear in the otherwise quiet stadium.

"My God, am I seeing things? He's sleeping?!" Looking at Mori Jusaburo's naturally closed eyes and hearing his snoring, a spectator outside the arena was utterly incredulous. "You're absolutely right. This Mori-kun from Hyotei really did fall asleep right before his serve in the semi-final match point game that would decide who advances to the finals—"

(From a viewer who rubbed their eyes and found that the scene in front of them had not changed)

This scene was like a heavy hammer blow to Guan Yuechu, who was setting up his receiving formation near the baseline in the opposite half of the court.

Guan Yuechu's first feeling was that he was being looked down upon. It was the semi-finals, and it was their match point game, and Mori-kun was actually sleeping on the other side?!

The next second, his rationality returned instantly, and he quickly maintained a state of high alert, because his rationality told him that Mori-kun's sleeping-like behavior should be the prelude to a special ball technique.

On the opposite half of the field, Mori Jusaburo made a move!

He still had his eyes closed, but he executed such a clean and decisive serve, his racket-holding arm swinging powerfully at the falling tennis ball in the sunlight, "Thump!"

The tennis ball flew out at supersonic speed.

Guan Yuechu, who was completely focused, only heard the sound and saw a blur before he could do anything. The tennis ball bounced off the right sideline of the service area in front of him and went out of bounds.

"Mori Jusaburo scores! 15-0!"

How could this be?!

Although he could see a little, he couldn't react at all!

He had clearly been fully focused on preparation; he had clearly been on high alert beforehand; even his positioning had been meticulously calculated.

but----

It was completely useless? He couldn't even mount an effective counterattack?! (bitter image)

Kanzuki instinctively gripped his racket tighter. He knew his last thought of getting a point from Mori Jusaburo was based on gathering enough data on Mori, but now, Mori Jusaburo's statistics were completely beyond his control.

How do I fight?!