The Prince of Tennis: My tennis skills come from Naruto

Chapter 186: The person who serves this bug is only the vice minister.

Keigo Atobe stood in the service area, thinking to himself:

Never give Yukimura Seiichi a chance to touch the ball in a game that is not his opponent's service game!

Everyone is fighting for the ultimate victory!

Well then, let's use that trick!

Having made his decision, Atobe Keigo gently tossed the tennis ball into the air. The ball fell with a "thud" and bounced back into his hand, only to be tossed up again. He repeated this several times before suddenly tossing the ball, propelling himself into the air. In the sunlight, he and the tennis ball in front of him were incredibly eye-catching.

Just as the racket and ball were about to make contact, he suddenly exerted force with his wrist, unleashing a spectacular slice, "Clang!"

With a strange thud, the tennis ball shot out towards Yukimura Seiichi's service court. "Watch my Tannhäuser serve!"

Keigo Atobe raised his chin slightly and shouted confidently, "Go for it!" Seiichi Yukimura's blue-brown eyes gleamed as he tried to analyze the mystery that Atobe's serve might contain.

But then, "Bang!"

The tennis ball gave him little time to think; it struck the inside corner of the service court with incredible speed and precision. Yukimura Seiichi, following conventional judgment, moved a few steps to the right front, which was the landing point of the ball. However, the tennis ball did not bounce.

After the tennis ball landed, it made a hissing sound like air leaking out. Then, as if it were being attracted to the ground by an invisible magnetic force, the fluorescent yellow tennis ball, at a height of only 1.5 centimeters above the ground, slid forward rapidly like a precisely thrown curling stone until it flew completely out of Yukimura Seiichi's control.

"Click" "Click"

Amidst the clicking of reporters' cameras, the referee announced the score: "Atobe Keigo scores! 15-0!"

"Oh—! Atobe! Atobe! Atobe!!"

Hyotei's supporters cheered again, while spectators outside the court marveled at and discussed the brilliant serve.

"Wow! That was a low-flying serve!"

"Super low altitude! I'd guess that height is 3 centimeters, it feels almost touching the ground."

"It should be less than 3cm, I feel it's around 2cm or 1cm."

"It is indeed very low, but there is still a big difference between it and the ball that bounces off the ground. The ball that bounces off the ground is a qualitative change. You have to know that the rules of tennis require you to wait for the opponent's serve to bounce before you can return it."

A middle-aged man with twenty years of tennis experience said, "If it's a really low serve, it's a direct point!"

"I admit that Keigo Atobe is very strong. His ability to hit such a low, almost ground-hugging serve is impressive, but to actually hit that low, ground-hugging serve... I don't think even a high school student could do that, let alone a middle school student," a middle-aged man said, twirling the beads on his wrist. "No, I should say that even in professional matches, no one can hit a serve like that. Otherwise, I think the rules of tennis would have at least one additional special rule for the serve."

"Otherwise, wouldn't there be a bug?"

"Yeah, I've never heard of that kind of serve either," another junior high student, who has been playing tennis for six years, chimed in.

Although Inoue Mamoru and Inui Sadaharu, who were also in the stands, did not speak, they nodded in agreement.

Yukimura Seiichi shared the same thoughts. Although he lost the first point, as the captain of Rikkai University and a tennis powerhouse, he had played countless matches and experienced countless battles, whether tough or easy. He knew that an opponent's special move was often most intimidating on the first strike.

In other words, the situation was still under control. Yukimura Seiichi was confident that with this level of Tannhäuser serve, he could easily break it on the next point! This set would ultimately be his!

Over there, on the court, Keigo Atobe walked to the left service court, bounced the ball again, and then served another Tannhäuser serve.

"Clang!"

The tennis ball transformed into a streak of yellow light, carrying a strong and unique spin, and shot towards the opposite half of the court.

"Thud," the tennis ball lands, it's coming!

Yukimura Seiichi lowered his racket in advance, waiting for the ball to follow its trajectory as it landed. But what happened next caught him completely off guard. The tennis ball slid along the ground almost touching the floor, with not even a 0.1-centimeter gap between it and the ground. It slid straight down to the bottom of his racket handle, bumped against the metal frame, then crawled around for a moment before finally stopping. How could this be?!

Yukimura Seiichi's pupils contracted, his heart churning with shock. Although he managed to maintain a calm smile, he couldn't help but look down at the tennis ball that had finally stopped in front of his racket. He hadn't yet recovered from the shock. Fuji Syusuke in the Yamabuki area had the same reaction, his pupils dizzy. How come Atobe's move had the exact same effect as Tezuka's?!

The referee paused for a moment before announcing, "Atobe Keigo scores! 30-0!"

Atobe Keigo smiled smugly. He hadn't used the perfect version the first time because he didn't believe anyone could retaliate against his Tannhäuser on their first meeting. Of course, Kamiya, that freak, was an exception.

But the second time he uses it, he will definitely choose to use the perfect version of Tannhäuser that leaves the opponent with no chance to retaliate. After all, there is a saying, well, it is to despise the enemy strategically and take the opponent seriously tactically. Yukimura Seiichi, the captain of Rikkai University, is not a simple person, so it is better to treat him with caution.

See, he was right to do it.

"Holy crap! Holy crap! I didn't see that wrong, did I?! That's a serve that doesn't bounce?!" A middle school student rubbed his eyes rapidly, his voice trembling with excitement and disbelief.

"Holy crap! A low serve—it actually exists?! That must require terrifying spin and control!"

Ordinary people are only amazed, but only Mitsuya Akuto, Yanagi Renji, and Inui Sadaharu, who pursued data tennis, truly understood its terror. As for Hyotei's vice-captain, Atobe Keigo...

The middle-aged man, who had previously thought that it was impossible for a junior high school student, a high school student, or even a professional player to participate, felt as if he had been slapped in the face, and the beads in his hand stopped spinning.

He opened his mouth, but finally said, "I never expected this, I really never expected it—I can only say, truly, the younger generation is formidable—"

"Perhaps, the rules of tennis will change because of him—"

Although Mamoru Inoue pressed the shutter button before his mind could react when the ball was gliding along the ground, he only gradually came to his senses now. All his thoughts finally settled into one: As expected of Hyotei!

At that moment, someone suddenly said something that was inexplicably chilling: "But this guy with such a bug-level serve is only the vice minister."