The Prince of Tennis: My tennis skills come from Naruto

At this moment, this magnificent tennis court is immersed in the exciting atmosphere of the qualifying tournament, with the sounds of hitting the ball, running, and cheering rising and falling.

Although Shiba Saori was also shocked, she immediately started panting heavily.

"Ah Zhi!"

Looking at his junior, who was already panting heavily and clearly exhausted after walking only 1,500 meters, Inoue Mamoru spoke with a hint of serious concern.

"You can't do that. As an excellent tennis journalist, keen observation skills are certainly important, but physical fitness cannot be ignored."

Saori Shiba, supporting herself on her knees, had caught her breath after a while and was now calmer.

She stuck out her tongue with difficulty and said,

"Okay, Inoue-senpai, I'll definitely train harder from now on! But, training is really tiring QAQ."

As she spoke, Shiba Saori walked to a newly updated vending machine by the roadside, bought a can of chilled sports drink, and gulped down several mouthfuls to replenish her energy.

A barely perceptible black line slid down Inoue Mamoru's forehead. He felt that ever since he took on this junior, the number of times he felt helpless had been skyrocketing.

"In short, remember what I emphasized to you before: film more promising first-year players."

"After all, Hyotei is the first junior high school to allow first-year students to participate in the regular selection tournament, so the performance of their first-year members is definitely the highlight of the show."

"Received, received!" Shiba Saori immediately stood up straight and playfully made a gesture to indicate that she had completed the task.

The two then quickly separated.

Shiba Saori is like a butterfly, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, flitting between the various courts.

The shutter of her camera clicked incessantly, frantically capturing the exciting moments of the boys swinging their rackets and desperately trying to save the ball.

Of course, she paid special attention to those young first-year students, as Inoue-senpai had instructed.

Suddenly, an extremely enthusiastic and unified roar came from the direction of the main stadium, instantly drowning out the noise from the other fields:

"Minister! Minister!"

"Kamiya-sama is the strongest!"

The loud cheers immediately caught Saori Shiba's attention.

"Wow! What a powerful presence! So, that minister's match is on the center court!"

Kamiya-sama has far more to offer than the other first-year students, making him a key target!

Especially since he's also a very handsome guy!

Hey.

With that thought in mind, Shiba Saori immediately followed the sound and walked over as fast as she could.

The first thing that catches the eye is a familiar figure—Mamoru Inoue.

When Shiba Saori thought back to when she and Inoue-senpai first split up, Inoue-senpai was running in this direction...

Humph,

That senior is really something, looking at a handsome guy and not even calling out to me!

Saori Shiba silently complained to herself, then her gaze and the camera shifted to the equally eye-catching scene on the sidelines:

A dozen or so girls, dressed in matching dark blue dresses, with exquisite makeup, and holding blue banners that read "Kamiya-sama is forever the strongest,"

They were waving their arms in perfect unison, their faces beaming with almost fanatical adoration and excitement, their shouts deafening.

Saori Shiba speculated: This must be Minister Kamiya's personal guard without a doubt. Although the size is not particularly large, the volume of their voices is really amazing.

Meanwhile, on the neighboring court, Atobe Keigo unexpectedly cast a vote of approval, because even from this distance, he could still hear the voice cheering for Kamiya.

Atobe Keigo sighed inwardly.

It's really just a group stage match.

Is it really necessary?!

Of course, what really annoyed Atobe Keigo was that Kamiya's tennis skills were one thing, but his charm was even greater than his own...

The very next day after the tennis club's reforms, a bunch of girls who had heard that Kamiya had become the tennis club's captain said they would volunteer to join the tennis club as cheerleaders, and even brought their own food and support signs...

Is it in this river?!

Meanwhile, Saori Shiba moved her camera and aimed the lens at the scene.

At this moment, in the center of the court, Kamiya You was casually spinning the racket between his fingertips, his gaze slightly focused on the void.

Opposite him stood Akutsu Jin, frozen on the field like a stone statue whose soul had been emptied.

The scoreboard on the sidelines showed a chilling 4-0.

It was a one-sided victory...

But if the match ends 4-0, it seems that Hyotei has adopted a four-set deciding system to shorten the course.

A wise choice.

"Snap! Snap! Snap!"

As Saori Shiba meticulously captured this dramatic and impactful post-match comparison, she thought to herself,

This way, the starting lineup can be selected more quickly, since the registration for the regional tournament is not far off.

Then, she put down her camera, looked down and quickly reviewed the photos on the screen, then looked at the real person, her eyes sparkling with real little stars.

"Ah—Captain Kamiya is so handsome that he's almost too photogenic, or rather, the camera can no longer fully capture his good looks."

"That charisma, that presence... Seriously, he's several dimensions more handsome in person than in photos! No, he's several levels more!"

Looking at the handsome, yet inexplicably mysterious and dangerous young man in the photo, Saori Shiba's heart inexplicably quickened.

She even had the urge to immediately put down her camera and run to join the "Kamiya You's personal guard" on the sidelines.

but……

The intern reporter's timely intervention stopped her impulsive act.

Oh, what a pity.

Saori Shiba shook her head regretfully, then decided to take more pictures of Kamiya-kun. Handsome guys should be seen by more people, so they could all be envious with her (not really).

Meanwhile, on the court, Jin Akutsu gripped his racket tightly, his face tense, muttering to himself:

That invisible swing, that beam of tennis ball completely out of sight, that footwork that's practically teleportation...

His reason told him:

Minister Kamiya You... is far superior to Oshitari Yuushi! So much superior it's despair-inducing!

Facing him,

There's absolutely no way we can win!

This realization, like a cold venom, eroded Akutsu Jin's nerves.

Kamiya You stared at the system panel displaying the acquisition of one-third of the Eight Gates' Gate of Life, and mentally typed "..."

Why does his system inexplicably feel a bit like the Gangyi Card Game?!

Only one-third of the fragments were obtained...

That just means Akutsu Jin is too weak; his current strength is too low, leading to the drop rate reduction.

Well, an appetizer is just an appetizer after all.

However, now there is another reason to spur Akutsu on.

Although that's what he thought, he didn't show it on his face.

Kamiya You, gripping his racket, calmly walked to the net and extended his hand to Akutsu Jin on the opposite side.

Akutsu Jin was experiencing a mix of emotions. He slowly stepped forward, a little stiffly, and reached out to shake hands with Kamiya You.

He thought...