Prince of Tennis: Start by replicating your talent

"Tomorrow is the Kanto finals. As you all know, our opponent is the tennis club of Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School, which has won the Kanto Championship for twelve consecutive years."

Atobe stood in the center of the court and gathered everyone together to mobilize them.

What he held in his hand was some basic information about Rikkai University.

The concept of being the Kanto champion for twelve consecutive years is terrifying enough.

There are strong people every year, and there are also dark horses that stand out, but the fact that Rikkai University sits firmly in the position of the overlord of Kanto and no one can shake it is enough to illustrate the terrifying extent of its strength.

Even last year, Hyotei, with Ochi Gekko, was eliminated in the semi-finals and was unable to compete with Rikkai University.

"They are not only strong in singles, but also in doubles. Most importantly, according to the statistics, their overall strength far exceeds that of other teams. The gap is a bit outrageous."

Atobe frowned as he looked at the data above.

Now they are playing in team competitions, so overall strength is naturally important, and Rikkai University has such players. It can be said that they are all strong people gathered together to form a team full of masters.

"But this year, all of them are first-year players. I believe that we are equally matched with them or even better than them. But you may think that I am arrogant again, but what I want to say is, please show us the results of your recent training and don't forget the goal of winning three consecutive championships. Fight for the three consecutive championships!"

"For the third consecutive championship! Hyotei must win!"

Nanchuan admires Jibe's cohesion and appeal very much. He can always bring everyone together. At least in terms of mental state and fighting spirit, no one can match him.

Everyone was motivated by him and immediately started intensive training.

Nanchuan picked up his tennis bag and left the court.

Akutsu put down the tennis ball in his hand and followed him away.

"What are you doing? If you don't train, the director will come to kill you soon." Nanchuan looked at Akutsu helplessly.

He knew that Akutsu had always wanted to play another game with him. While defeating his opponent, he must always remember to defeat his "great cause". This became the reason why Akutsu had to play tennis and absolutely could not fail.

But if you don't practice and just rely on your talent, you will fail sometimes.

Akutsu said, "You know, I don't like training with so many people."

"What do you want?"

"where are you going?"

"I..."

Nanchuan thought about it, and finally decided to explain his purpose:

"I'm going to scout the enemy, why don't you go too."

"Ah."

This silenced Nanchuan, who hated being ordered around the most.

He is a rebellious person. He doesn't like to be ordered around, but he is willing to do something if you go against him.

Nanchuan only wanted to go alone. He and Buer had an appointment to fight in the evening, but before that, he had to meet another person first.

But Akutsu seemed to have nothing to do.

He sighed, "Okay, let's go together. This will also let you see how terrifying it is to have talented and hardworking players besides just talent."

Akutsu sighed and said nothing for a long time.

Just when Nanchuan thought he wouldn't say anything, Akutsu suddenly spoke again:

"I know."

Nanchuan didn't know why he suddenly said this. At this time, they had already boarded the bus. There were so many people on the bus that he had no mood to think about what he wanted to express.

Akutsu rolled his eyes at him and said, "I said, I know the difference between talented and hardworking players. You don't have to keep saying this! Even if I don't train and I'm not a hardworking player, I'm definitely a talented player!"

Nan Chuan also rolled his eyes. "It's useless. Let me tell you, what you've seen now is only junior high school tennis. You haven't seen high school tennis yet. World tennis, world competition! This bit of talent is nothing in front of those perverts. If you continue to play tennis, you will eventually meet a player who will make you fail completely."

The most profound impression Minami-Chuan had about Akutsu was his match against Swiss captain Amadeus.

Although this guy evolved his own dimension during that thrilling game.

But judging from the result of the game, he lost completely. In front of Amadeus, his talent was indeed not enough.

This is the world of tennis. Nanchuan is also full of expectations for this unknown possibility and is deeply attracted to it.

But at the same time, he also has a certain sense of crisis.

So when he heard that Akutsu was still so arrogant, he couldn't help but retort.

After being confronted, Akutsu was obviously unconvinced, but surprisingly, he didn't say anything else.

The silence along the way almost made Nanchuan forget that there was such a teammate following him.

"Here we are. Sure enough, he must be here."

He came to a street tennis court near the venue of tomorrow's final, and there was only one person on the court.

The figure can be said to be both familiar and unfamiliar.

"He is from Rikkai University?" Akutsu frowned. "You found him and fought him?"

Nanchuan looked at Sanada Genichirō, who was wearing a yellow and black short-sleeved jersey, and nodded:

"I've been waiting for this day. You'll have to see it clearly in a moment."

He walked over and took out his racket.

At this time, Genichirō Sanada, wearing a black baseball cap, was quickly hitting a ball towards the empty court opposite.

The shot was extremely fast, but the ball control was very precise. It hit the baseline and then bounced out of bounds.

The tennis ball was grabbed by someone with bare hands, and when he looked up he saw two guys coming up to him and staring at him like they were robbing him.

This aura made him feel that if he didn't agree to something, the two of them would start fighting in the next second.

"Is something wrong?"

It was only because he recognized the man from the photo that Yanagi Renji had shown them, otherwise he would have turned around and left.

Nanchuan didn't smile when he first arrived. Akutsu himself was surprised why Nanchuan, who was usually very approachable, was so serious now.

Nanchuan hummed politely and introduced himself: "Hello, my name is Nanchuan, and I'm the regular player of Hyotei. I'm the Hyotei who will play a final against Rikkai University tomorrow and is determined to replace your position as the overlord of Kanto."

There was no expression on Genichirō Sanada's mature face. He just said "oh":

"Really? You are very motivated. However, Rikkai University's position as the overlord of Kanto will never be replaced. There is no doubt about that. Um... did you come to me tonight to collect data?"

"Let me fight you, do you dare?"

Facing Nanchuan's sudden appearance and the unexpected challenge, Sanada sighed:

"Although I heard that you are one of the mysterious topics in tennis newspapers recently, you are a little unclear about yourself. Since you insist on playing a game before the final, I will grant your wish."

He also stood back in his position: "One goal decides the outcome?"

Nanchuan shook his head:

"No, one goal is boring. It's exciting but not satisfying. Let's play a round. However, I have one condition."

"My dear classmate, as an uninvited challenger, your behavior is a bit too rude. Shouldn't I be the one to propose the conditions?"

"Stop talking. I just want to ask if you dare."

"Huh, what are the conditions?"

Sanada suppressed his impatience. He didn't know why he was so patient. Under normal circumstances, he would have left long ago.

Maybe, it’s because of what was said in the newspapers: “Nanchuan: a mysterious rising star”?

He originally wanted to practice tennis well before tomorrow's final to get himself into the best shape. After all, this was the important task for their freshman class to take on the dominant position this year, and he did not dare to be careless at all. Anyone who was called a rising star was worthy of attention.

Or maybe, he also wanted to see what the so-called mysterious rising star's tennis skills were like. Since they wanted to scout the enemy, it would be fine for both sides to show off their skills openly.

So, he somehow agreed to the conditions that Nanchuan mentioned next.

Chapter 48 Sanada: A Past of Humiliation

"The conditions are very simple." Nanchuan said, "One game will decide the outcome. Both of us must go all out and show our best skills. Forget about basic tennis."

"Okay, quick and neat, just what I want." Sanada agreed readily.

However, he did not notice that Nanchuan had a triumphant smile on his face.

"You serve." Nanchuan happily stood at the bottom line.

"Remember, go all out and use your best moves."

Sanada stood in the serving area, pressed down the brim of his hat, and responded in a cold tone:

"No need to keep reminding me. I also want to end this as soon as possible. I want to remind you that your desire to collect intelligence on the opponent is too obvious, and your method is too crude. Even if you collect my intelligence now, I have enough confidence to defeat you."

This kind of self-confidence made Sanada's momentum seem a lot stronger, as if releasing pressure. Nanchuan could instantly feel the breath of the strong man.

Even if his opponents collected his tennis data, he was confident that they would not be able to defeat him in a short period of time.

Nanchuan moved his wrists to warm up and smiled indifferently: "It doesn't matter if it's clumsy, as long as you agree. Anyway, serve! Sanada-kun."

Sanada's face froze and he threw the tennis ball in his hand up.

But before and after he hit the ball, Nanchuan couldn't see his hitting action clearly at all. It was not until the tennis ball came to his feet that he realized that the opponent had hit the ball.

"So fast!"

boom!

The tennis ball landed, bounced, and flew out of bounds, all in one go.

"15-0, good shot!" Nanchuan reported the score himself.

"Where's your all?" Sanada asked coldly, "Or is it that your trump card and special moves can't even handle my shot? Then what's the point of fighting?"

Nanchuan: "Don't be impatient, your ball was too fast and I didn't see it clearly. Are you unhappy? It's a very strong serve, isn't it?"

Akutsu: "..."

He sighed and said nothing. He just felt that every time Nanchuan said this, the other party was doomed.

Sanada's complexion seemed to be better, but he always felt something was wrong.

"Watch the ball!"

He once again hit his fastest serve.

This time, Nanchuan saw the trajectory clearly, and his feet moved the moment the tennis ball was hit away.

During the hard and rigorous training over the past six months, Nanchuan has never dared to underestimate or neglect the dynamic vision training process. Now, it is finally time to show the results.

"I saw it!"

boom!

“Reproduction: The invisible lead.”

With a powerful backhand swing, the tennis ball was hit back by him, and at the same time, he gave it a subtle spin, and a bright smile appeared on his face:

"Sanada, the competition has truly begun. Let's see how you perform next."

Akutsu's eyes suddenly narrowed: "Here it comes, is he going to use that move?"

Sanada was also stunned for a moment, but it was obvious that the opponent's tennis was just an ordinary smash. How could this guy have the confidence to say such a big thing?

What the hell is the reaction of that murderous guy next to him?

boom!

When his racket touched the tennis ball, he was startled.

"Such a strong rotation, what on earth does he want to do?"

The tennis ball was hit back again, but it automatically returned to within one step of Nanchuan when it was on the left side.

"Wha, what?"

"Sanada, don't be so surprised. I thought you had seen this move on that guy in the elementary school tournament."

The tennis ball returned to Nanchuan, and he hit it back easily, with the ball hitting the boundary line behind Sanada accurately.

"15-15, good, this is exciting and enjoyable." Nanchuan is enjoying the current scoreline and the opponent's shocked and angry expressions.

At this time, Sanada was motionless, unable to hide his shock, and his memory seemed to be forcibly pulled back to the game in elementary school last year...