The Prince of Tennis: My tennis skills come from Naruto

"Aaaaaah!"

Faced with Kamiya You's domineering declaration, the girl group on the sidelines immediately let out a scream, "Kamiya-sama is so cool!"

Influenced by the atmosphere, Shiba Saori also shouted a few times.

Not to be outdone, Kikumaru Eiji roared, "The captain is so cool!"

As for Akutsu Jin, he curled his lip in displeasure and scoffed inwardly.

Hmph, what a pretentious show-off!

And those women...

Akutsu Jin swept his irritated gaze across the group of girls in the stands who formed Kamiya You's personal guard.

"Kamiya better not get too caught up in showing off and grand gestures. Otherwise, while I might defeat him sooner, that kind of victory would be far too unexciting."

Meanwhile, in the arena, Mori Jusaburo, the person who had been threatened, didn't change his lazy smile at all, because he had already prepared for the worst.

He had long been prepared to endure the suppression of his five senses by sleeping.

So, if we really can't escape, then so be it.

However, before launching the final Plan C,

Even though Kamiya Yo had clearly stated that his progress bar for eliminating the five senses could not be changed, Mori Jusaburo's stubbornness and unwillingness to give up still made him want to try.

After all, even if there was only a one in ten thousand chance, he wanted to try to break the predictable trajectory of his fate.

So, he still didn't go for the next ball.

The tennis ball bounced off the court, causing another uproar in the stands, with a flood of questions, boos, and puzzled discussions.

"What's going on? Mori?!"

"Not even moving an inch? Have they given up? Seriously, don't embarrass your seniors, you bastards!"

"Hey, hey, hey, didn't you guys hear what the minister said earlier about how Mori-senpai was trying to interrupt the minister's process of eliminating the five senses by giving up catching the ball?"

"So, at most, Mori-senpai's move can be called a tactical abandonment," a first-year student who was sitting near the group of second and third-year club members said, offering a fair assessment.

At that moment, the referee's verdict was announced.

"Kamiya You scores!"

"Game, Kamiya You, 1-0! Switch sides!"

The air in the stands paused for a moment, and then everyone spontaneously stopped discussing Mori Jusaburo and turned to cheer for Kamiya Yo.

"Ugh—!!"

"Minister Sugoiichi! Senior Mori is completely overwhelmed!"

"Kamiya-sama is the strongest!"

Yuushi Oshitari silently watched You Kamiya's figure, then unconsciously pushed up his glasses, his gaze behind the lenses filled with amazement and awe.

He knew the minister was strong, but he hadn't actually experienced it.

It's surprising that even Mori-senpai used sleep and dislocation techniques, but he was still no match for the minister.

Even in terms of basic strength alone, I feel that the minister is far superior to his predecessor, Mori.

Yuushi Oshitari couldn't help but replay in his mind the image of Yo Kamiya's counter-attack that had vanished.

He had every reason to suspect that if Mori-senpai hadn't asked the minister to let him experience the elimination of the five senses, the minister would have made sure he couldn't even catch a single serve.

After the referee gave the order to "change sides," Mori Jusaburo slowly walked to the bench on the sidelines and carefully wiped the dampness from his palms with a towel.

He took a few sips of water, then closed his eyes, trying to calm his breathing while massaging his elbows, attempting to banish the image of the blood-red demonic eyes from his mind and the lingering numbness in his body.

The 90-second break ended quickly, and the two took their positions.

The umpire announced, "It's now Jusaburo Mori's serve!"

Standing in the service area, Mori Jusaburo took a deep breath, forcing himself to clear his mind and concentrate.

Then, his eyes narrowed, his body sprang up like a taut bowstring, and he swung his racket violently.

"Bang!"

A crisp, powerful popping sound,

A standard flat serve, with both power and speed, hurtled towards the outer corner of Kamiya You's forehand service court like a cannonball.

The moment the ball left his racket, Mori Jusaburo immediately fell asleep.

Simultaneously, his subconscious, possessing both keen radar capabilities (instantly assessing the opponent's skills and predicting the landing point) and a precise control system (perfectly mobilizing the body's cellular energy to unleash maximum speed and power with minimal consumption), quickly took over his body.

However, Kamiya You reacted too quickly. The tennis ball had barely bounced when he appeared directly behind the landing point, followed by a simple and powerful smash.

"Bang!"

A golden streak of light flashed across the diagonal arc, passing over the inverted triangle on the left side of Mori Jusaburo's base line.

At this speed, even the sleeping Jusaburo Mori only had time to run a few steps after Yo Kamiya swung his racket before he could see the ball with bated breath.

"Kamiya You scores! 0-15!" the referee announced.

The sleeping Jusaburo Mori kicks off again.

"Bang!"

The ball struck the inverted triangle on the left side of Kamiya You's half of the court, corresponding to the service area.

Kamiya Yo stepped forward with his left foot, instantly arriving at the side of the landing point, and then executed a backhand slice.

"Bang!"

The tennis ball flew out with a strange hitting sound, its speed somewhat "slow."

Mori Jusaburo quickly moved into position with two crossover steps, then swung his racket, "Bang!"

The tennis ball transformed into a streak of yellow light and shot towards Kamiya You's right baseline.

Kamiya Yo took a step forward, and then swung his racket.

"Bang!"

This time, he again didn't use much speed or power.

But this one ball became the last straw that broke the camel's back, causing Mori Jusaburo to completely lose his sense of touch.

Almost instantly, he felt his legs buckle and his hands go empty.

"Pat-pat"

His racket fell from his hand and bounced twice on the blue hard court surface.

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

As the referee announced the score, Mori Jusaburo woke up from his sleep.

His gaze was fixed on the racket on the ground with a rather complicated expression.

His subconscious could clearly sense that the tactile information continued to disappear from the part that had previously vanished, until now he could no longer receive any tactile information at all.

and so……

The minister is telling the truth...

Even though he deliberately didn't return his two serves, and even though there was a 90-second break in between, the minister's progress bar for eliminating the five senses didn't decrease at all.

Mori Jusaburo slowly and somewhat stiffly squatted down. He stretched out his right hand and tried to touch the racket on the ground.

He saw his fingertips touch the handle of the racket, but his sense of touch was blank, as if he were touching air.

Mori Jusaburo took a deep breath and then pressed down hard on the handle of the racket.

Hmm, this time there's air resistance.

"call--"

Mori Jusaburo took another deep breath, and then, taking advantage of his better vision, picked up the racket...