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

Currently, nobody knows how Rikkai will adjust the match schedule, or how they could possibly arrange the matches together.

"Who knows? We can only try our best to arrange for them to be together. If they really miss it, we can go on vacation with Rikkai University in a couple of days and have Atobe arrange it to make up for it with Jiro."

Sasuke also felt a headache coming on from Atobe's words. He could only say that he would try his best to arrange it, but he really didn't know which match Yukimura Seiichi would put Marui Bunta in.

So let whoever said that make amends after the game.

"That Atobe guy, he really dares to say anything these days..."

Shinobu looked up at the sky, and he had basically guessed what Atobe was going to do next.

However, Cilang is both obedient and easy to coax.

Even if I don't run into Marui Bunta in the next round, just giving him a cake and then asking Marui out will make me happy immediately...

"I'm trying to adjust the match order to try and group them together..."

Sasuke sat cross-legged on the stool, propping his chin up with one hand, tilting his head to observe the match, and began to think about which battle mode to use in the next game.

Next match, Rikkai University, what kind of tricks will Yukimura come up with?

Sure enough, playing tactics is such a hassle!

Hyotei wins this game, score 6-0!

While Sasuke was considering the order of battles, Atobe and Jiro had already secured a swift victory.

Moreover, Atobe's playing style this time was flamboyant and aggressive, with his smashes and other techniques constantly hitting the ball. He was having a blast, but Shitenhoji's doubles team was going to be traumatized by his smashes.

As for Cilang's performance...

Besides serving, what Jiro did most was force his opponent to hit a high lob.

"Sasuke, we won! Atobe was amazing!"

When Jiro returned, he sat down next to Sasuke and started talking about how strong Atobe had been, how his "Destruction Waltz" had completely stunned Sasuke.

"Jiro is also very strong. I'll finish this match first, and then I'll prepare the match schedule for the next one."

Sasuke ruffled Jiro's hair; the soft, short hair felt really nice to the touch.

Sasuke stood up, took off his jacket, and walked onto the court with his racket.

"A special individual from Hyotei's legends, a super strong player who almost never plays?"

Ping Shanzhi tugged at his hat and looked at Sasuke walking onto the stage, feeling half-hearted.

Although the available information only tells us that this person is fast and strong, other information is blank.

But even these two things alone are far beyond the standards for middle school students.

Based on the information in his hands, there were some speculations: this person's speed and strength seemed to surpass those of a high school student...

"When it comes to the national competition, I have to make my presence felt. Some reporters love gossip, so they wrote that I was an outsider at Hyotei."

Sasuke held up his racket, lamenting his low profile and taking the opportunity to criticize the gossip-loving nature of some reporters.

Next, it's time for the competition to begin.

Chapter 95 Finals, Yukimura, you guessed wrong.

"Sniper?"

Sasuke looked at Heisei, who had suddenly closed one eye, and remembered some of the guy's nicknames.

A comedic sniper, really...

It's a waste of time; it won't make any sense!

"This ball is very heavy..."

Takiginosuke, who was in the rest area, stared wide-eyed at Taira no Yoshiyuki's return shot; the shot was both fast and powerful.

but...

Don't worry, this shot is very strong, but it also depends on who it's facing.

"Atobe, can we play in this afternoon's match?"

Ryo Shishido wasn't very interested in the match; looking at Atobe, he wondered if he'd get a chance to play that afternoon.

The championship is definitely the most important thing, but they just watched the game end and were also conflicted about not being able to play.

How should I know...

Atobe raised his hand to cover half of his face, his gaze fixed on Sasuke on the field, but he couldn't find the slightest weakness.

"Sasuke is fighting so slowly, why is he letting that guy win..."

Jiro lay on the bench, watching the match that had been going on for eight minutes and still hadn't ended, and muttered something under his breath.

He was getting bored and sleepy while waiting. Why hadn't Sasuke dealt with that guy yet? He wasn't mistaken; Sasuke had definitely deliberately given the ball to the opponent.

"What can we do but prevent the opponent from touching the ball and end the game in four seconds?"

Looking at Jiro's lazy state, Yuushi Oshitari said helplessly.

Every time I went on stage, I held back, otherwise...

Sasuke's serve and return are both things that can be finished in one hit, right?

"What you said makes a lot of sense, but saying it like that will only provoke hatred..."

Mukahi Gakuto shook his head, agreeing with Oshitari's words.

But it's better to keep this to yourself than to bring it up at a time like this, which would be like rubbing salt into the wounds of Shitenhoji Temple.

We've already lost badly, so let's not provoke them further.

Hyotei wins this game, score 6-0!

"Match over! Hyotei wins, final score 3-0!"

The match ended with ten minutes remaining, and the final ball landed behind Taira no Yoshiyuki.

"As expected of Hyotei's strongest member, your strength is truly terrifying!"

During the handshake, Taira no Yoshiyuki glanced at Sasuke, who was diagonally opposite him.

He was actually quite curious as to why someone with such talent wasn't famous, but that was just a thought, and it wasn't appropriate to ask at this time.

"Maybe, but I don't play much anyway, so it won't have much of an impact."

Sasuke didn't see anything wrong with the assessment that it was terrifying.

Given his current strength, "terrifying" is actually a rather mild word.

Now that their match against Shitenhoji is over, they will face Rikkai, the champion from the original storyline, this afternoon.

During the rest period after the game, everyone stayed quietly in the rest area that had been prepared for them.

No one went out to play, nor did anyone inquire about Rikkai University.

.........

"The weather is nice today..."

The match was about to begin. Sasuke lay on the bench, looking at the sky, and suddenly a smile appeared on his face.

"Sasuke, photosynthesis is good, but you also need to take care of your eyes."

Yukimura Seiichi walked over from the other side and, seeing Sasuke's condition, really wanted to give him a full-body massage with his tennis racket.

"Thank you for your concern, Seiichi. I have my eyes closed, so I won't get hurt."

Sasuke continued lying down, and casually pointed to the seat next to him, indicating that Yukimura Seiichi should sit down and rest for a while.

The final match between Hyotei and Rikkai, given their mutual understanding, was essentially a contest between the two of them.

Now that the matchup list is out, we can probably guess the final result.

Unless, someone evolves during this competition...

"The competition is about to begin, so please pay attention to your appearance. There are eight people on a team, and four of you are just lying around sunbathing..."

Yukimura Seiichi patted Sasuke on the shoulder with his racket, telling him to sit up.

Half of Hyotei's players are currently lying down. The third-year student who is clearly just there to make up the numbers has a very good attitude. I heard that after the National Tournament, he will sleep through every match from beginning to end.

Jiro was also asleep, along with Shishido Ryo.

And then there's Sasuke...

The four of them together completely ruined Hyotei's image, revealing absolutely no trace of rigor or seriousness.

"I'll get up. Seiichi, you really love to worry. Atobe hasn't even said anything yet, and you're not going to check on your team members who are emotionally hurt? Are you sure you can manage?"

Sasuke sat up helplessly, and seeing Yukimura Seiichi's displeased expression, his mood instantly improved.

"It's okay. How can we grow strong without experiencing wind and rain?"

Yukimura turned around and looked at the Rikkai students, who, as expected, all had miserable expressions on their faces.

"That's not necessarily true. Look at me, I didn't intend for everyone to go through any hardships, but they can still grow!"

When talking to Yukimura, Sasuke never knew the meaning of holding back his words.

"Heh...you're just going to protect them."

Shaking his head in annoyance, Yukimura Seiichi felt that his control over his facial expressions had improved even more.

Despite being so provoked by this guy, he still managed to keep his smile intact, showing how strong his resolve was growing.

"Let's go, the match is about to start, let's hope for a miracle."

Sasuke blinked, his Sharingan appearing and disappearing in his eyes, and then he picked up his racket to go on the court.

Today's match was very interesting.

"Let's go. Be serious on the field."

Yukimura Seiichi's smile faded, his racket wobbled, and he returned to the Rikkai regulars, draped in his jacket.

"National Tournament Finals, Match 1: Rikkai vs. Hyotei, Doubles Team 2, please come to the game!"

The referee checked the time and, when the time was up, called for both teams to enter the field.