Prince of Tennis: Start by replicating your talent

After the tennis ball landed on the ground, it did not bounce up to a certain height as he had predicted.

Instead, after bouncing slightly, it slid backwards quickly. Although it was not close to the ground, the stunned Akutsu was unable to fight back.

The tennis ball rolled out of bounds, and Nanchuan announced the score in surprise.

"40-30"

After this ball, it was Atobe's break point, which instantly reversed the situation and Akutsu became the lagging side.

"This is a beautiful goal! Atobe, you really have a trick up your sleeve." Nanchuan said in surprise.

If he remembered correctly, this was the prototype of Tannhauser's serve.

Atobe's special serve in the original story.

However, in the plot, Atobe completed this move when he was in the third year of junior high school.

But now, it has already broken out ahead of schedule.

Nanchuan felt that he had received a surprise today, for the third consecutive championship!

"Damn, boring tennis!" Akutsu suddenly got angry and smashed the racket to the ground. Nanchuan's racket lost its shape and almost broke into two halves.

This silenced Nanchuan.

"Hey! This is the racket I just bought, can you be a little more polite?" Nanchuan said helplessly with his hands on his hips.

He should have thought of it earlier. The racket was in Akutsu's hand and could end its mission prematurely at any time.

"I haven't had enough fun yet, so I haven't finished this round."

Atobe said coldly.

He seemed to be really irritated by Akutsu, and looked unhappy.

The atmosphere between the two of them was very explosive.

Akutsu threw the broken racket towards Atobe, but Takahiro Kabaji was able to knock it away with his bare hands with his quick reaction.

"Akuzu, you're going too far." Atobe tried hard to suppress his anger.

Akutsu smiled arrogantly, put his hands in his pockets and turned away angrily: "It's boring."

A player like Atobe, who values ​​victory and dignity more than anything else, was instantly shocked by Akutsu, who didn't care about fairness and face and dropped his racket and ran away halfway.

He looked at Nanchuan speechlessly:

"Is this the person you're looking for? He's like this? Do you want to piss me off to death?"

Chapter 36: Crazy Provocation

Atobe gritted his teeth, with a complicated expression on his face, and slapped his forehead with a headache as he looked at Nanchuan.

"Nanchuan, even if this kind of person really joins our Hyotei, if he really plays tennis, he will be the next Fudomine, right?"

Nanchuan shook his head and said, "Don't jump to conclusions. Forget about the useless Fudomine gang. Akutsu is definitely a fierce warrior. Wait until I call him to stop."

As he said this, he shouted at Akutsu's back as he left:

"Hey, Akutsu, do you want revenge? It doesn't matter, you are always welcome to come for revenge.

Tennis is still fun! You must have thought so just now, right? "

As expected, Akutsu paused, but he did not look back.

Nanchuan continued:

"But I have to be honest. Not only are you terrible at boxing, you're also terrible at tennis. How dare you say you're bored?"

Akutsu turned back and glared at Nanchuan fiercely, "You want to die!"

Nanchuan pointed at him:

"Want to hit me? Sure, let's use tennis to solve it. However, you can't even beat our minister. You are not qualified to play tennis with me now. I won't play with people who are not strong enough."

These provocative words were like a suicidal provocation in front of a violent guy who could get angry and attack at any time.

The corner of Atobe's mouth twitched: "Damn it, you are still more arrogant than me as always."

Akutsu stared at Nanchuan coldly for several seconds. Under normal circumstances, this murderous look would scare several children and they would definitely run away crying.

But who is Nanchuan? He seems to be fearless.

"We are the tennis club members of Hyotei Academy. You are always welcome to come to Hyotei to challenge us, Akutsu."

Akutsu snorted coldly and left without looking back.

Atobe snapped his fingers, causing Takahiro Kabaji to silently put away his racket.

He asked, "What do you mean? Will he come?"

Nanchuan hummed.

"He will come. Even though he always talks about boring tennis, as long as there is someone who can control him and let him know that he is not the only genius, tennis can also become very interesting. Wait, I bet he will come to the ice to find us tomorrow."

As he said this, he looked at Atobe triumphantly:

“And that guy has a very strong desire for revenge in sports, and he will come after you.

So, you did succeed, and the first step of bringing him to our school was a big step forward.”

"You're trying to trick me?" Tsuchiya was already numb.

Nanchuan: "How can the things between playing tennis be called pitfalls? Believe me, if Akutsu can join, he will definitely be a fierce player. He has a bad temper, but as long as he plays tennis seriously, you will find his amazing progress."

Although Atobe was furious, he did see Akutsu's potential talent, his ruthlessness, and his overall physical development that could not be ignored.

"He's a rare genius. His athletic ability is so strong that my wrist is actually slightly numb."

This is a game that has yet to be decided, but Atobe generously admits that Akutsu's tennis is indeed good and he is a rare opponent.

On the way back, Nanchuan asked:

"Have you been secretly practicing serving recently? The ball you just hit was beautiful, but it was obviously an unfinished move, just a prototype. Do you have any inspiration?"

Atobe said: "Nan Chuan, I really admire you. You know other people's tennis very well just by looking at them. This talent is really terrifying."

Nanchuan smiled but said nothing.

"I have been practicing this move for more than half a month because I once saw you perform your evolved dance: the finale to extinction.

The tennis ball you hit with your double smash almost glides forward close to the ground. This one is very beautiful. I... humph, can also hit it like that!"

Nan Chuan said, "So it's because of this move. Your progress is quite ahead of schedule. Keep working hard and finish it quickly and evolve. To be honest, your current level is not enough."

"I don't need you to remind me."

"Don't forget our bet. I said you would definitely get beaten. Akutsu threw the racket at you. Was that right?"

Atobe said nothing.

But Nanchuan knew that if Tomokazu could now play the rudiments of Tang Huaiser's serve in advance, he would definitely evolve more skills. This was not just a matter of fulfilling the bet.

What's more, Akutsu has never received systematic training, but he was able to force Atobe, who has been playing tennis since childhood, to perform incomplete moves, which is already a big crisis.

Nanchuan was looking forward to this very much.

"I look forward to a brand new you, Captain Atobe, for the three consecutive championships."

"Yeah, for the three consecutive championships."

……

the next day.

Sunday.

In the morning, Nanchuan went jogging with his brother Beichuan as usual. He wanted to go back to school at noon and wait for Akutsu to appear.

But unexpectedly, I met Tezuka on the street.

"Tezuka, where are you going?"

Nanchuan saw Tezuka walking alone. Although he was carrying a tennis bag on his back, he seemed to have no purpose and even looked like he was worried about something.

"Nanchuan? It's you."

Tezuka seemed to have just realized who was in front of him, and his expressionless face, like a thousand-year-old iceberg, actually became even gloomier.

Nanchuan looked left and right: "You're alone? Where are you going? Isn't this the way to Qingxue? Are you worried about something?"

Tezuka Kunimitsu put his hands in his pockets and said nothing.

But his eyes were on the street tennis court behind Nanchuan.

Nanchuan became interested: "Play ball, but there's no one on the court... How about I be your opponent? We haven't played a game since we met."

Tezuka Kunimitsu nodded and agreed straightforwardly: "Let's have a fight then. You fought very well last time."

Nanchuan uttered an "eh" but didn't react: "Last time?"

"The Grand Prix."

"Oh, yeah, I think so too, so let's fight today. In fact, I've wanted to fight you for a long time, Tezuka."

Nanchuan had already taken out his racket and walked slowly into the court, speaking to Tezuka:

"We may not have the chance to meet in a formal match this year. After all, according to the rules of Seigaku, you, as freshmen, do not have the opportunity to compete in a formal match. So I hope you can show all your strength and go all out, Tezuka Kunimitsu."

These declarations of challenge, as well as the words that deliberately poked at Tezuka's regrets, finally brought a rare hint of emotion to Tezuka's already cold eyes.

It seemed like a loss, but it was fleeting.

It is a real pity that I cannot participate in the official competition this year. Seeing that the level of the youth school is not improving, this pity gradually turns into disappointment.

Qingxue, let him down.

Tezuka pondered for a moment, raised his racket, and said:

"Nanchuan, you really understand people's hearts, but you don't need to tell me, whether it's a competition, practice, or sparring, I will go all out, let's get started."

Chapter 37 Tezuka Territory

Tezuka twirled the racket.

Nanchuan chose the positive side.

It was his first time playing against a player like Tezuka, and he was actually looking forward to it.

It doesn't matter who serves, he has already completely entered the state, just waiting for Tezuka to make a move, his ultimate move.

"The other side."

Tezuka said as he walked to the serving area.

If someone were present and saw their current state, they would probably be shocked by the atmosphere which was like being in a formal competition.

The two of them quickly got into the game and were full of fighting spirit.

Tezuka: "One round to decide the outcome?"

Nanchuan shook his head: "You don't mind deciding the outcome in one round, right?"

Tezuka nodded and took out a tennis racket and hit it a few times.

Nanchuan's eyes were fixed on Tezuka's every move, ready to replicate it at any time.

boom!

Tezuka came up and hit a very fast flat shot towards Minamikawa.

A flat shot is fast, powerful, and has a low rebound after landing, so it is indeed a good serving option. However, it places high demands on the server. If the serving technique is not in place, it will directly affect the hit rate and the possibility of touching the net is very high.

But Kunimitsu Tezuka has excellent serving skills, standard serving posture, the best hitting point, and extremely fast serving speed.

With a bang, the tennis ball flew over the net, bounced up and fell again when it landed.

“15-0” Nanchuan smiled and reported the score himself.

He did not catch the ball and now remains in the same position.