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

Last time he could at least pretend, but if Atobe really wants to take action, he won't resort to such a gentle approach.

"Let's fight if we want. We won't actively target other players, but if the other side dares to provoke us, Hyotei will retaliate tenfold. That's fine."

Sasuke held the racket in his hand, watching as Atobe immediately unleashed his devastating Waltz, repeatedly striking Atobe's wrist...

Bones can be injured, but psychological trauma is something that can't be erased in the short term.

Atobe's mental strength has been growing quite rapidly lately, and it's gradually starting to integrate into his tennis.

However, no matter how he changes, Atobe is still perfecting his gorgeous tennis.

"I'm not fighting anymore! I'm not fighting anymore!"

When the score reached 5-0, the tennis captain from Lion Joy Secondary School threw his racket on the ground and ran off the court screaming.

"This result seems a bit...not very impressive, does it?"

Oshitari raised his hand and pushed up his glasses; he seemed surprised to see that Atobe was also surprised.

So, wouldn't you say that Atobe's actions went against his usual flamboyant style?

Chapter 91 Resolved within ten minutes

"Too fragile..."

Atobe didn't finish the match because Hyotei had already secured the victory due to the opponent's forfeit.

Back in the rest area, Atobe was annoyed. He just wanted to make sure that guy would never dare to hurt people with tennis again, but he didn't expect him to run away before the match was even over.

"Has your current mental strength been professionally assessed?"

Sasuke smiled and looked at Atobe; this guy really didn't know.

Once one's mental strength reaches a certain level, with proper cultivation and development, although one cannot learn to extinguish the five senses, a little mental suggestion is not difficult.

Atobe Keigo's mental attack patterns may not have been realized by him.

Sasuke's usual training sessions for him included some offensive drills, so scaring someone away before the fight was even over could only be considered an unconscious psychological threat.

"Unstable, accurate values ​​cannot be obtained at the moment."

Atobe has a professional team that provides self-training, improvement, and testing, and he knows his mental strength is increasing, but his mental strength has never been stable, fluctuating wildly...

"Don't rush, you can't control it yet, you'll learn later..."

Sasuke and Atobe were talking about mental power when their gazes turned to Taki Oginosuke, who had just entered the arena.

Because it was Hyotei's first match, even though Shishiraku had already lost, they still had to play all five matches.

Unless they choose to forfeit, the Lions' team is clearly angry and seems to want to get revenge on their captain in the last two matches.

"Taki was provoked..."

Shinobu massaged his muscles to relax and adjust, keeping his eyes fixed on the game, but he soon noticed a problem.

"That guy is great; he's getting the other person into the rhythm."

Atobe's gaze was also fixed on the changes in the arena. Takiginosuke seemed a little impatient, but there was a clear hint of mockery and calculation in his eyes.

This guy...

He may be slightly lacking in personal physical statistics, but his mind is more stable than most people's.

This guy's talent—being able to accurately calculate time and speed without ever needing measuring instruments—was something even Oshitari had expressed envy about.

Just as Atobe had predicted, the Shishigaku Middle School players were completely caught up in the rhythm and lost decisively.

Actually, it can't be said that Shizi Le Middle School is really weak. After all, they were able to make it to the national competition, so they do have some real skills.

But they encountered Hyotei, a team whose members had been training for six months with the help of Sasuke and Atobe, traditional Chinese medicine, and the latest technological equipment.

According to Sasuke's previous calculations, the training volume of the Hyotei regulars is now comparable to that of the U17 high school students.

However, this only applies to trainees from regular high schools. The training methods for those who are truly considered first or second-tier athletes are far more advanced.

He has no intention of trying to close this gap.

Because everyone still needs to study and live, it's not about pushing them all toward becoming professional tennis players.

In the final singles match, Sasuke walked onto the court with his racket.

"Let's finish this quickly, lunch is already prepared."

Sakaki Taro sat on the coach's bench, watching the starting players go on a rampage. In high spirits, he immediately asked his butler to make arrangements.

What was originally a regular lunch was transformed into lunch prepared and delivered according to each member's preferences.

Of course, all members of the Hyotei cheerleading team received lunch today, just like they would at school.

"Have someone prepare it and send it over. We'll get it done within ten minutes."

Sasuke stopped, told Sakaki Taro the time, and then walked back onto the court.

"Kid, you think you can be so arrogant? You want to finish this fight in ten minutes? I think you'd better just admit defeat!"

The Lion's Joy team entered the arena, glaring at Sasuke, who felt humiliated by the concept of ten minutes.

"positive and negative?"

Sasuke ignored his opponent, stood his racket upright on the ground, and told his opponent to hurry up and guess.

It's already noon. Although everyone had some cake and snacks in the morning, everyone needs nutritional supplements now, and we can't delay our original eating habits and schedules.

"just!"

The Lion Music contestants were dissatisfied, but the rules of the competition still had to be followed.

Next, Sasuke won the service game.

In the first set, Sasuke scored with a clean serve, barely giving the opponent any chance to move.

"Serve, hurry up."

After switching places, Sasuke looked up at his dawdling opponent and stared at him.

"you..."

They wanted to say something harsh, but after seeing Sasuke's gaze, the Shishigaku player shuddered and finally served seriously.

"Hyotei Sasuke Sakaki wins this game, score 2-0!"

"Hyotei..."

When the score reached 6-0, only 7 minutes had passed since Sasuke entered the game.

During this period, there were also exchanges of courts and delays during the opponent's serves.

In this competition, apart from being fast, accurate, and ruthless, he didn't show anyone anything else.

Even the various spin shots that he used to love to hit were absent this time.

"Let's go eat."

After the post-match handshake between the two teams, Sasuke returned to the rest area, picked up his tennis bag, and left with the starters.

Not far from their competition venue, a newly set-up temporary rest area appeared, and the aroma of food could be smelled as you approached.

"Good job! You'll get a snack at lunchtime. Keep up the good work this afternoon!"

Sakaki Taro sat in his chair, looking at the Hyotei regulars who had already settled in, and waved for the chef to bring over their lunch.

"Uncle, let's pick a place tonight and go out for barbecue."

After a satisfying lunch, Sasuke had the decorations removed and then started thinking about dinner.

The match against Makino Fujii in the afternoon didn't seem too difficult, so there should be plenty of time in the evening.

Tennis matches are very physically and mentally taxing. They should eat some barbecue to replenish their energy, as they have two more matches to play tomorrow.

"I'll arrange all of that. There's still an hour and a half until the afternoon's match. You can rest first and bring Cilang a mat."

Sakaki Taro felt he was really going to become a logistics person. When he saw Jiro about to lie down on the ground again, he told someone to hurry up and bring a mat or something.

Although Jiro was used to lying down and falling asleep immediately, he couldn't just lie down directly in the grass.

"Go to sleep first, I'll put you on the mat later."

Sasuke put his hand on Jiro's shoulder, supporting his weight with one hand so that Jiro, who hadn't rested all morning, could take a nap.

Anyway, it will be delivered in a little while. By this time, Cilang was almost asleep. Waking him up and then letting him go back to sleep in a few minutes would be too much of a hassle.

"Watch your hands..."

Atobe looked at Jiro and shook his head in disdain, reminding Sasuke to be careful.

Although Jiro wasn't heavy, supporting a person with one hand still put some strain on the wrist.

"It's alright. He's playing three singles matches this afternoon. If we don't let him get a good night's sleep, he'll probably fall asleep on the court again."

Shaking his head, Sasuke looked at Jiro sleeping and didn't have much expectation for the afternoon's match.

He's still playing singles, but this time he doesn't need to play all five matches, so there's no need for him to play.

Chapter 92: The pressure of studying is really immense.

Hyotei wins, final score 3-0!

After the afternoon's matches ended, Hyotei unsurprisingly secured three points. Makino Fuji was not in good form, but nothing else went wrong.

"Sleepy..."

After finishing the match, Jiro returned, sat down with a tennis ball in his arms, and fell asleep again with his head down.

"This guy, didn't he just wake up a moment ago?"

Mukahi Gakuto helped Jirou, who was leaning against him, and looked to Sasuke and Atobe for help.

At this point, only these kinds of people could take Jiro away, along with Shinobu.

However, since it was a doubles match between him and Yuushi Oshitari, it was quite tough, so Oshitari used that area again, even though the muscles in his arms hadn't relaxed yet.

"There are no more matches this afternoon. My uncle and I will take Cilang there first. You can go eat early after you're done with your work."

Sasuke, seeing the pleading look in Gakuto's eyes, had Gakuto and Shishido put a coat on the sleeping guy and then carried him on his back.