Crossover Anime: Transmigrated as Sasuke, but Must Start from Prince of Tennis

"Why a tiebreaker? A full match wouldn't take that long, would it?"

The boys watching were completely bewildered when they heard that the match would be decided in a tiebreaker.

Even most of Rikkai's regulars didn't think Sanada could perform well, since Yukimura lost completely in the shortest amount of time.

"Because this time, it's going to be a lot of fun!"

Yukimura Seiichi stood in the stands with a broad smile; he was really looking forward to the upcoming match.

Hopefully, Sanada can hold on a little longer, so that he can see clearly just how similar Sasuke's imitation really is.

boom!

Sanada raised his hand and swung his racket, sending the tennis ball to the other side with a normal serve.

He had already blocked out the noise from the sidelines as much as possible; his eyes were only on the tennis ball and his opponent.

"Be a little more serious."

Sasuke swung his racket and sent the tennis ball back to Sanada's hands, aiming to force Sanada to use his tennis secret techniques, both in terms of speed and power.

"Humph!"

Sanada's eyes turned cold as he was criticized for not taking things seriously.

The hat he was wearing at this time was probably not the one his grandfather had given him, so he casually turned it around and put it on backwards.

A small tuft of hair on his forehead swayed twice as he swung his tennis racket.

boom!

With a quick swing, the tennis ball flew to the other side at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye.

This is as swift as the wind!

"Wow! It's that invisible swing! Vice Captain Sanada actually hit it!"

Marui Bunta shouted, expressing his excitement at Sanada's ability to deliver such a blow.

Such excited cheers are exactly the same as those of his devoted fan, Jiro Akutagawa.

It's unclear whether Marui Bunta's future maturity is due to Rikkai having another member, Kirihara Akaya.

At Hyotei, no cheerful young man will appear next year, so there's no chance that Jiro Akutagawa will lose his position as the group's darling.

Despite his many inner thoughts, Sasuke didn't forget that he was still competing against Sanada.

Seeing the tennis ball landing not far from him, Sasuke took a step back and made the same gesture with his tennis racket as Sanada.

boom!

"Sasuke scores!"

The tennis ball returned to the other side in the same old way, but Sanada was stunned by Sasuke's actions and expressions, as well as the ball's speed, which was slightly faster than his own, and missed the opportunity to receive the ball.

"How could it be... exactly the same?"

The members of both teams in the rest area were dumbfounded; they seemed to have seen another Sanada appear.

"It's almost exactly the same. Sasuke, that guy, his strength just now was a bit stronger than Sanada's. This isn't imitation, it's surpassing him!"

Keigo Atobe held his fingers in front of his eyes, his gaze fixed on the match, and at that moment he noticed a slight difference.

The power and speed have both increased by about one-tenth. If this continues, Sanada will never be able to catch the ball.

However, he now probably understands why Sasuke no longer plays ball with him in this way.

It really doesn't make any sense.

Because his tennis style isn't about finding flaws by watching someone else play.

"He has indeed surpassed him, but... Genichiro should have been able to come back. Now it remains to be seen whether he can do it."

Yukimura Seiichi narrowed his eyes. Those technical tennis moves were almost useless against him; his eyes could clearly see the essence of tennis.

He could see the difference in those two returns, and he knew that Sanada lost that point entirely because of a mistake caused by surprise.

"continue."

Sasuke was waiting for the ball to be returned before continuing, but he scored a point just like that. Somewhat annoyed, he swung his racket and told Sanada to serve again.

They were supposed to change the court and the player serving, but Sasuke wasn't interested, and Sanada hadn't thought of that either.

Sanada picked up the tennis ball, returned to the service spot, looked at Sasuke's narrowed eyes since he entered the court, adjusted his emotions, and served again.

This time, he served with lightning speed, sending the high-speed tennis ball flying towards Sasuke's right side.

"continue!"

Swing the racket and return the ball.

Sasuke watched as Sanada caught up with the tennis ball and fought back again. In a good mood, he copied Sanada's playing style, creating a dazzling display of skill.

It is as swift as the wind, as slow as the forest, as aggressive as fire, and as immovable as a mountain.

As Sanada demonstrated these skills, Sasuke's ball skills were completely replicated.

The two players traded baskets on the court, and the duration of each ball gradually increased.

"I can't take it anymore, my eyes hurt."

"Me too, not only can I not see the ball's trajectory, but I also feel a little dizzy..."

Although they are all regulars, not all of them have the same dynamic vision as Atobe and Yukimura.

As the match progressed, the person whose eyesight couldn't keep up had no choice but to give up.

"That's terrible. Facing this type of player, having your skills directly copied on the court, that must feel awful."

Renji Yanagi put down his notebook, watching Sanada's momentum grow stronger, but his stamina was also increasing. The outcome of the match was already decided.

Whether it's imitation or not, the final result won't change. It's just that after this match, Sanada should have a different understanding of his own skills.

"Liu Jun, why do I feel like you're talking to me about this?"

Niou Masaharu sat nearby, his gaze fixed on Sasuke, clearly intrigued by this method of completely replicating another's abilities.

He was very keen on studying other people's ball skills and had long been trying to imitate them, which was no secret to Renji Yanagi.

Chapter 51: Sasuke vs. Yukimura - A Clash of Spiritual Auras

“Niou, you’re at most a beginner in conceptual simulation right now, you haven’t even learned the basics, so don’t be too confident at this point.”

Renji Yanagi not only has a lot of data records, but he is also good at striking people.

Seeing Niou Masaharu wilted in an instant, he hoped that his teammate could also become stronger, but the foundation for imitation still required sufficient personal strength.

For example, this person on the field, despite having the same ball skills, can make every shot stronger than Sanada, the original developer.

And that control is terrifying; every time, it's just right to be one point ahead, giving the opponent no chance to even give up on that ball.

With a guy like this at Hyotei, if they maintain this training method, Hyotei's tennis club will definitely become stronger rapidly, unless someone causes trouble...

This development trend poses a near-enemy threat to the future of Rikkai University's tennis club.

The most outrageous thing is that, according to his data analysis, the possibility of him being lured to Rikkai University is...0!

"Hey, hey, hey, can you stop being so discouraging? No matter what, I am... wait, wait, Yanagi Renji, you didn't even mention the percentage. Are you possessed by someone?"

Niou Masaharu suddenly turned his gaze away from the arena and stared at Yanagi Renji with a look of terror.

This guy's statistics aren't just about tennis; he even mentions percentages when he's eating. He finally got used to it, so what's going on now?

"It's probably because Liu has already realized that percentages are not needed at this point."

Marui Bunta raised his hand and patted Niou Masaharu on the shoulder as a gesture of comfort.

Among the Rikkai University regulars, Bunta calculated the time and realized that he was probably the first to meet Sasuke and the first to know how superhuman his strength and speed were.

It's said that some of the senior students in the basketball club still have psychological trauma because they took back half a basketball back then.

"Bunta, you wait too..."

Niou Masaharu, annoyed by the repeated blows from his two teammates, tugged at the ends of his slightly long hair and turned back to look at the match field.

At this point in the match, the fifth goal has been scored, and the current score is 5-0.

Genichiro Sanada still didn't score a single point.

Because the game didn't end quickly, with players constantly using the Wind, Forest, Fire, and Mountain techniques back and forth, Sanada's stamina was almost completely depleted.

"That's about enough for this goal..."

Yukimura Seiichi stood up with his tennis racket, glanced at Sanada who was preparing to serve again on the court, and then turned around and went to the open space outside the court to warm up.

His eyes were burning from watching the match just now; the feeling of being completely crushed by a stronger version of himself was so exciting.

However, Genichiro was too exhausted, and if he didn't make any other mistakes on this ball, he wouldn't be able to finish the seventh ball.

So, it's his turn to play.

Extinguish the five senses...

This is his chance to personally experience an even stronger version of the power to destroy the five senses.

While physical fitness can be improved through daily training, mental strength has always been a difficult thing to cultivate, because he has never encountered an opponent who can put pressure on him.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. When Yanagi Renji came to find him, and Sanada lay down before finishing his sixth shot, Yukimura's eyes seemed to be shining.

"Yukimura Seiichi, please tone it down. I want to play tennis with you, not test your mental strength..."

Sasuke stood on the court, covering his face with one hand, the hand holding the racket trembling slightly.

He just wanted to play tennis, but this guy's mental energy was being released outwards too much, and the mental energy surge that he had managed to suppress was stirred up again.

I really want to cast an illusion spell on this weird guy on the other side.

"Sorry, sorry, I think I can't stop now. Please help me fight back, Sasuke."

Yukimura Seiichi tossed the tennis ball in his hand, spoke, and then hit the ball directly to the other side.

He was just too excited, so he didn't bother to restrain himself. He should just use the competition to suppress him!

"as you wish!"

Sasuke swung the tennis ball back, ran one hand across his face, and opened his eyes as the three tomoe slowly rotated.