The Prince of Tennis: My tennis skills come from Naruto

Watching the tennis ball bounce off the ground, Sengoku Kiyosumi took a deep breath, her pupils suddenly focusing.

This wasn't the first time he'd tried adjusting the speed level of his dynamic vision; he'd tried before, but the default speed of 0.7x was really hard to adjust.

Moreover, slowing down his opponent's tennis ball at 0.7x speed had made him invincible in previous matches, so he didn't continue after failing once.

Unexpectedly, today's match ended in a Waterloo, encountering an exception like Kamiya Yo. The 0.7 speed was simply no match for Kamiya Yo's ball speed.

Therefore, a slower playback speed is necessary!

Kiyosumi Sengoku has already gone all in; after all, he's playing tennis with his life (and face) on the line!

Driven by an extremely strong impulse, Sengoku Kiyosumi successfully altered the operating speed of his perception ability.

It's currently running at 0.65x speed!

It has slowed down, but it's not enough.

0.6,

0.55!

There's no way to lower it any further, but finally I can see it clearly!

Sengoku Kiyosumi clearly saw the tennis ball bounce toward his right cheek, and he quickly turned his head to the right.

Then I just watched straight as the tennis ball flew away.

"Kamiya You scores! Score 30-0!"

"call--"

Sengoku Kiyosumi completely ignored the referee's score announcement, simply maintaining her tilted head and letting out a deep breath.

We avoided it!

It worked!

Although there was no time to retaliate, at least we were able to avoid it!

My face is saved!

Thinking of this, Sengoku Kiyosumi initially felt a little relaxed, but then a wave of exhaustion washed over her, both physically and mentally.

He only dodged one ball, and couldn't even return it, so why did he feel more tired than before?!

Sengoku Kiyosumi slowly turned her head and glanced at Kamiya You, who still had a smile on his face. She sincerely felt that...

As expected, this guy is a devil!

As for what Sengoku Kiyosumi could have precisely avoided this time, Kamiya You actually judged it earlier than Sengoku Kiyosumi herself.

Because Kamiya You noticed the change in Sengoku Kiyosumi's eyes the moment it occurred.

At that moment, noticing the bittersweet and weary look in Sengoku Kiyosumi's eyes, Kamiya You shrugged and said, "Sengoku-kun, cheer up!"

"Don't worry, I don't intend to do anything to your face. After all, I'm your fan."

Upon hearing this, Sengoku Kiyosumi's lips twitched.

Please stop using the word "fans"!

Kamiya You, you hater!

Although he was roaring inwardly, Sengoku Kiyosumi still managed to force a smile and nod reluctantly.

Because Sengoku Kiyosumi was genuinely worried that Kamiya You was still holding back, what if he answered in a way that displeased him, and the next ball went straight for his face with high speed?!

And so, at the age of 11, Sengoku Kiyosumi, without any teacher, understood what it meant to be aware of things.

The audience outside the arena didn't understand the subtle exchange between the two, wondering, "Is Kamiya-kun a fan of Sengoku Kiyosumi?"

"Are you sure you didn't say it backwards?!" Since when did the underdog in tennis become the idol of the strong?!

"Yeah, haters are fans too." The middle-aged man wearing sunglasses pushed up his sunglasses again. "You probably didn't see it clearly, but those two balls from Kamiya You were spinning towards the opponent's body."

"In other words, Kamiya You's two balls were aimed at Sengoku Kiyosumi's face, so this person is definitely a hater!"

"Clam?!"

"There's such a skill?! And such spin?! Aren't there only topspin, backspin, and sidespin in tennis?!"

Facts speak louder than words.

"So what's this ball called?"

The middle-aged man was very decisive: "Spin serve!"

"Wait a minute!" A young man with short red hair clapped his hands. "Hey sir, you just said that ball was aimed at his face?! That means Sengoku almost got disfigured?!"

"No, because Kamiya You is clearly a rational hater, so even if Sengoku Kiyosumi doesn't dodge the second time, that ball will just glide past her face like the first one."

Kamiya Yo's keen ears caught these words, and he turned to look out of the arena.

Let him see who's slandering him! He's clearly the most loyal fan!

Then, Kamiya You saw a familiar figure.

Although he was wearing sunglasses, Kamiya You recognized him at a glance because of his unique temperament and figure.

So it was Sakaki-sensei who said it.

Oh, that's okay.

Kamiya Yo still has great respect for Sakaki Taro, his tennis mentor.

Moreover, from another perspective, he could indeed be considered a hater.

Because, when you take pink to the extreme, it naturally turns into something dark, lol.jpg

Kamiya Yo explained himself, then turned around and walked towards the right service court.

Now that Sengoku Kiyosumi's dynamic vision has been transformed and he can now dodge accurately, there's no point in continuing to apply mental pressure.

Moreover, he had his fill of playing two topspin serves.

So let's end the game quickly!

Kamiya You was like a serval that had grown tired of its prey and was ready to deliver a fatal blow.

Therefore, there was no need for any fancy techniques; the focus was simply on scoring with the most precise, efficient, and rapid accuracy.

As a result, the score difference in this game began to widen at an extremely rapid pace.

……

"Game, Kamiya Yao, 2-0!"

"Game, Kamiya You, 3-0! Switch sides!"

……

Until the very end, "Game, Kamiya You, 6-0!"

"Match ended! Kamiya You has won this match!"

"oh--!"

"We won!"

"6-0! Clean sheet!"

"That was amazing!"

"Kamiya-sama is the coolest! The strongest!"

The cheers and applause from the sidelines instantly surged.

At this moment, Sengoku Kiyosumi, who had lost the game, looked extremely disheveled, drenched in sweat, with even her neatly combed brown bangs falling down due to the sweat.

His eyes were bloodshot, and a few drops of natural tears slid down from the corners of his eyes.

However, he felt no resentment or disappointment as he had imagined; instead, he felt a sense of relief and liberation.

it is finally over!

That was incredibly difficult!

He really never wanted to face Kamiya You again!

Humans cannot, or at least should not...

When the referee announced the result of the match, Kamiya You, the winner, saw a bright blue panel appear before his eyes.

Two new system messages are displayed above it:

You defeated a regional tennis player with overwhelming force!

[You have acquired: E-rank Ninjutsu - Clone Technique, GOAT value +5]

Subsequently, Kamiya You felt that a cluster of knowledge related to the clone technique had appeared in his mind, which he could access at any time.

However, Kamiya Yo did not choose to open it now because it was time for the post-match handshake.

With a thought, Kamiya You closed the system panel, walked to the net with his racket, and extended his left hand towards Sengoku Kiyosumi.

"Sengoku-kun, your dynamic vision is indeed quite good."

Over there, Sengoku Kiyosumi first wiped her sweaty hands on her clothes before taking Kamiya You's hand, and then said sincerely,

"You flatter me! Really, Kamiya-kun, I'm actually your fan."

"So, I really want to know which junior high school you'll be going to in the future, Kamiya-kun."