The Prince of Tennis: My tennis skills come from Naruto

Deep within Kamiya You's pure black pupils, a crimson light suddenly ignited, like hellfire being set ablaze.

Then his pupils were instantly dyed pure blood red, and three tomoe appeared, rotating within them.

A blood-red mist began to spread across the field.

His plan was very clear.

First, activate the Sharingan to forcibly increase your mental strength.

then……

Under Atobe Keigo's watchful gaze, his movements appeared unusually concise.

A seemingly ordinary slice serve, though as smooth as a textbook.

But in Atobe Keigo's eyes, he felt that his expectations and vigilance had been too high, and that the ball was really nothing special.

But then, a sudden change occurred!

The moment Atobe Keigo hit the tennis ball with his racket, he felt an even deeper and heavier chill erupt instantly.

He was even more horrified to discover that the symbols of his ice world, those icicles, were now tinged with a deeper blue, and surrounded by a blood-red mist.

Blood red and dark blue intertwine and collide, appearing both magnificent and dangerous under the sunlight.

How is that possible?!

His connection to the world of ice was severed?!

Keigo Atobe was so shocked that he was speechless, and his mind went blank for a moment.

He clearly didn't see anything mysterious in Kamiya's serve; it was just a very ordinary slice.

But the fact is that he has now directly lost control of the Ice World!

And at the moment he received the ball,

"Crackling sound—!"

The deep blue ice shards, shrouded in blood mist, suddenly erupted, transforming into a thorny cage that locked him up completely.

A deadly laugh echoed in his ears: "Ice Release: Ice Prison!"

This move was originally a hitting technique. As for what happened before? That was something he forcibly switched to for receiving the ball based on his perfect level of proficiency.

Atobe Keigo's swing was instantly frozen in mid-air, and he stood stiffly in the center of the cage like an ice sculpture.

He mustered all his strength, roaring as he tried to shatter the icy shackles that bound him with brute force.

However, the deep blue ice crystals shrouded in blood mist were exceptionally solid, and his struggles were like an ant trying to shake a tree—futile and ineffective.

At that moment, the tennis ball bounced off the net like it was on a trampoline, landing on the ground in an arc in the opposite direction, and then bounced twice more without any obstruction before finally falling silent.

"Kamiya You's score! 15-0!"

Atobe Keigo was overwhelmed with complex emotions and remained silent.

At this moment, the ice prison had slowly dissipated, but he could still vaguely feel the biting cold and the shackles.

His painstakingly developed national-level technique, Ice World, not only failed to have any effect on Kamiya, but even became a weapon that Kamiya used against him?!

As expected of Kamiya.

Atobe Keigo chewed on this thought bitterly.

He always likes and is always able to counterattack by using variations of his opponent's signature moves to shatter their confidence.

Although Atobe Keigo believed he had a good enough mindset, he couldn't help but feel frustrated at this moment.

Meanwhile, Kamiya You seemed to have done something insignificant, calmly walking to the other side of the service court to change positions.

As he moved, an interesting idea flashed through his mind like lightning:

Atobe's "Tanhäuser serve" is known for its extremely low bounce, while Tezuka Kunimitsu's "Zero-Shiki serve" is an ultimate ground-hugging killer move that has no bounce at all.

So...

Could we extrapolate and improve upon the characteristics of the former to achieve the strength of the latter?

Worth a try!

He gripped the tennis ball, a strange light gleaming in his bloodshot eyes. In his mind, he perfectly replicated Atobe Keigo's Tannhäuser serve, using himself as the model.

Although he didn't activate his Sharingan when Atobe served, it was still quite easy for him to do so, given his current dynamic vision and familiarity with Atobe.

Then, my sixth sense suddenly kicked in.

The improvement direction is set on the effect of Tezuka Kunimitsu's Zero-Shiki serve: a direct, ground-hugging glide.

As for the method...

It's highly likely a special way of generating force with the wrist, because in the story, Tezuka Kunimitsu was unable to perform the perfect Zero Style due to a wrist injury.

A mysterious flow of information swirled and collided in his mind. He "saw" the virtual self in his mind, and some key points of his serving motion began to undergo extremely subtle changes.

"Yes, that should be right." Kamiya You's red pupils gleamed.

Following the improved plan he had deduced in his mind, he tossed the ball up directly.

"Bang!"

The fluorescent yellow tennis ball transformed into a swift streak of light, accurately striking the inner corner of the service court.

Upon landing, the ball seemed to be glued to the ground, skimming along the surface as it hurtled forward, but...

There is still a stubborn gap of about 1 centimeter between the sphere and the ground.

First attempt, failed!

Kamiya You was not disappointed; his interest in exploring grew even stronger.

Mentally recalling the wrist movement from the serve, my sixth sense kicked in again with frantic energy.

Yes, the wrist swing was 0.1 seconds slower than expected, and the height of the racket face contact point was still about 1.5 millimeters higher, resulting in insufficient backspin and failure to completely offset the rebound potential energy.

At the same time, the concentration of wrist explosive power needs to be improved by another 5%...

As Atobe Keigo faced this ball, he couldn't stop feeling bitter. He never expected that it was still that guy Kamiya from the low valley.

Even the serve that he had practiced for so long to invent and improve, Kamiya was able to hit in one go, and the distance from the ground was even lower than when he hit it...

Although he felt an indescribable bitterness in his heart, as if he had eaten a bitter melon, his hands moved quickly.

He lowered his center of gravity and tried to "scoop" the ball up from almost touching the ground with his racket at an extremely awkward but fast angle.

"Bang!"

The return shot flew softly towards the net, but halfway through, it lost its momentum and fell down with a "thud" like a kite with a broken string.

Let alone the internet, there's actually quite a distance between us.

"Kamiya You's score! 30-0!"

Atobe Keigo let out a long, weary breath, sweat trickling down his resolute jawline.

He didn't feel much when he saw Kamiya Yo easily scoop up his low shots during the match; he was only frustrated by his own inability to score with his serves.

But it wasn't until he personally tried to retrieve this extremely low-altitude glide serve that he truly realized how difficult it was.

Just what kind of insane reaction speed, flexibility, and wrist control does Kamiya have?!

Atobe Keigo couldn't help but sigh.

This time, Kamiya You completely ignored Atobe's mistake. He gripped the tennis ball, his eyes gleaming with focused, research-oriented light.

Quickly change the service area with your feet.

Then, the motion was fine-tuned again during the serve.