The Prince of Tennis: My tennis skills come from Naruto

After reading the announcement, Mori Jusaburo went to the Hyotei Tennis Club activity room to pick up his match schedule.

Meanwhile, a long table had been temporarily set up outside the manager's office in the tennis club's activity room.

Two long, winding queues had already formed in front of the long table.

Behind the long table, two assistants sat upright on stools, skillfully checking the list, distributing match schedules printed with the schedule, and asking each member to sign their name in the receipt book.

Some people, after announcing their names, cautiously reached out their hands while praying inwardly; some pretended to be relaxed, but genuinely breathed a sigh of relief after receiving the match list; others' faces instantly fell upon seeing the contents of the match list.

"Great!"

A third-year student clenched his fist with delight when he saw that the first match on the match list was against a relatively weaker second-year student.

"Ugh, don't even mention it..." A second-year student standing next to him, who looked thin but was actually quite muscular, sighed with a wilted expression, looking like a deflated balloon.

"I was assigned to the vice minister in the very first round... I'm incredibly lucky."

A fellow student from the same grade patted him on the shoulder, trying to comfort him: "Emmm, Kobayashi, try to think positively. It's just a group stage, everyone's bound to run into each other sooner or later."

"Whether we fight sooner or later, it's essentially the same, right? Just think of it as taking on a higher difficulty level ahead of time!"

Even so, the gloom on Kobayashi's face did not dissipate much. After all, facing a strong opponent like the vice minister at the start was bound to result in losing a point, and a bad start would inevitably bring a sense of defeat.

This heavy sense of defeat could very well leave him with a huge psychological shadow, which would seriously affect his performance when facing other opponents of similar strength, and ultimately cause him to miss the opportunity to enter the ranking battle!

……

Minister's Office

Kamiya You leaned back leisurely in his black leather office chair, his match schedule laid out on the table in front of him.

Saturday, April 8th, Court 1, starting at 8:00 am.

Match 1: Kamiya You vs. Akutsu Jin

Second match: Kamiya You vs. Oshitari Yuushi; Third match...

Kamiya You tapped his knuckles lightly on the armrest, thinking to himself: Although everyone needs to complete eight matches within two days...

However, since it is a four-game match, the intensity is not particularly high, but it still tests mental fortitude and the ability to fight for a long time.

Of course, it was quite easy for him and Atobe, and well, Mori Jusaburo was included too.

The entire round-robin tournament will take two and a half days, and the qualifying matches will be held next Tuesday. The qualifying matches will take even less time because they adopt the special format he proposed.

In that case, Hyotei's first and second teams will assemble a week earlier than the start of the regional tournament registration.

As for tomorrow's matchup...

Kamiya You turned his attention to the match schedule.

The first match is against Jin Akutsu, the second against Yuushi Oshitari. Same old routine: appetizer before main course.

Although one of them is still a little short of the regional level and the other is currently at the Kanto level, let's harvest some profits first, no matter what.

What will these two reveal?

Kamiya You looked on with some anticipation, but then a hint of regret flashed across his eyes.

Pity……

After the incident with Yuushi Oshitari, and his subsequent subtle "guidance" and intimidation,

Akutsu has learned his lesson and, at least outwardly, has toned down his excessively violent behavior.

Then it would be impossible to smoothly apply the "Magic Gahang Technique" to him.

……

Meanwhile, Akutsu Jin clutched the match schedule he had just received; the blank paper was crumpled from his grip.

He used the pad of his right hand to heavily grind over the three characters "Kamiya Yo" in the first match: Akutsu Jin vs. Kamiya Yo.

Immediately afterwards, his Adam's apple bobbed.

The first match is against Minister Kamiya...

snort!

Let's fight!

After all, only by seeing the difference in strength first can we then increase the amount of training in a targeted manner and close the gap between him and that guy Kamiya!

When Yuushi Oshitari saw his second match against You Kamiya, he gave a wry, helpless smile.

really,

There's absolutely no doubt that this is Kamiya-kun's masterpiece.

However, the second game...

So who was the unlucky guy who fought against Kamiya-kun in the first match?

……

The next day, at 7:40 AM,

Inside the security room next to the grand gate of Hyotei Academy,

Senior reporter Mamoru Inoue from Tennis Monthly, accompanied by his new intern, the energetic Saori Shiba, presented her press pass, proof of prior appointment, and special interview permission granted by the tennis club.

After security personnel carefully checked their identities and confirmed them again via internal phone, the two were finally allowed to enter.

"call--"

Shiba Saori let out a long sigh, hanging her intern reporter badge back around her neck as she couldn't help but remark...

"Inoue-senpai, Hyotei's security is really tight!"

"Azhi, you'll get used to it. After all, Hyotei Academy has a long history and cultivates future elites from all walks of life, so its security level is naturally different from that of ordinary schools."

With that, Inoue Mamoru unfolded the beautifully printed map of Hyotei Academy in his hand, his finger quickly tracing across it. "Alright, perk up."

"It's a rare opportunity to cover the Hyotei Tennis Club selection tournament, especially since we got to capture the new captain, You Kamiya, in person."

As he spoke, Inoue Mamoru quickly located the icon representing the tennis club on the map. "Go straight for 500 meters, then turn left at the fork in the road."

"Yes, Inoue-senpai!"

The road leading to the tennis club is wide and clean, with meticulously manicured gardens and modern, artistic teaching buildings on both sides.

Like a curious child, Shiba Saori exclaimed in amazement the whole way: "Wow, look! This school building is so new and impressive!"

"Wow, this garden is so exquisitely designed!"

She almost never put down her professional camera, snapping photos non-stop at the ever-changing campus scenery.

He muttered to himself, "This doesn't feel like a school...it feels like a luxury resort! Super high-end and classy!"

"Ah—the students of Hyotei are just too lucky!"

Looking at his energetic but clearly off-topic junior, Inoue Mamoru rubbed his temples in exasperation and had to urge him on again.

"Ah Zhi! Our primary task on this trip is to cover the tennis club's qualifying matches! Let's hurry!"

After several urgings from Inoue Mamoru, the two finally arrived at their destination—Hyotei Academy's proud tennis mecca.

Twenty outdoor hard courts, all meeting international standards, stretch out neatly like a giant blue chessboard, reflecting a dazzling light in the sunlight.

The venues are separated by tall green wire mesh, and each venue is equipped with a top-of-the-line nighttime lighting system.

The center stadium is surrounded by tiered stands that can accommodate hundreds of people.