Tennis: I have inherited the king's legacy and I am invincible

Kirihara Akaya stared at Hiyoshi Wakaba as if he wanted to eat his opponent alive, with a cruel and playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Hey, Hiyoshi-kun, you better be careful in this next match. Even I can't predict where this tennis ball will land next."

After saying that, Kirihara's five fingers tightly wrapped around the tennis ball that was about to become a battlefield weapon like a pair of pliers. Every squeeze seemed to inject more strength and restlessness into it.

Then, he suddenly bounced the ball into the sky, and then, Kirihara's body seemed to merge with the racket. His arm muscles tensed as he swung the racket, and his strength exploded in an instant, and the tennis ball, full of uneasy factors, was hit out fiercely.

This attack was not only incredibly fast, but also exuded a dangerous aura.

The tennis ball drew a violent trajectory in the air, accompanied by a whistling sound, and pounced towards Hiyoshiwaka like an enraged beast.

Seeing this, Hiyoshi's eyes instantly became solemn. His whole body was tense and his feet were firmly rooted to the ground, like an unshakable mountain.

With his keen intuition and profound skills gained from years of martial arts training, he made a near-perfect prediction of the ball's trajectory and was ready to swing his racket back at the best moment.

However, at this critical moment, the tennis ball seemed to have self-awareness and suddenly shifted subtly in the air, completely breaking Hiyoshi's prediction.

It no longer followed the predetermined trajectory, but plummeted at an incredible angle, heading straight for Hiyoshi's knees.

Faced with this sudden change, Hiyoshiwaka demonstrated his amazing reaction speed and body control.

He was quick-eyed and quick-handed, adjusting his body almost instantly. With his flexible footwork and precise dodging skills from martial arts, he managed to escape from the fatal blow.

"0-15, Lihai takes a big lead."

……

Kirihara Akaya looked at Hiyoshi with a nonchalant expression and said lightly, "Are you okay, Hiyoshi-kun? I really didn't mean it. After all, my ball control skills are really not comparable to those of your Hyotei's masters."

Hiyoshi remained silent. It was obvious that such a little trick posed no threat to him.

Shishido, who was watching this scene from the sidelines, erupted in anger like a volcano. With his eyes wide open, he shouted at the referee, "Referee, are you blind? This was clearly a flagrant foul!"

His voice echoed throughout the stadium, filled with uncontrollable anger and dissatisfaction.

However, the referee seemed to be in another world, ignoring Shishido's roar and just continuing to perform his duties calmly, because in his opinion, as long as Hiyoshi did not suffer any substantial harm, there was no need to interfere too much.

Seeing the referee's attitude, Shishido became even angrier. He could hardly control himself and wanted to rush forward to argue with the referee.

But at this moment, Tianyu quickly grabbed his arm and pulled him back from the edge of impulse.

Atobe also noticed Shishido's abnormality. He glanced at Shishido coldly, with unquestionable majesty in his tone: "Be quiet, Shishido! Do you want to let all the efforts of Hyotei in this game go to waste? Don't forget, we are here to win, not to make trouble!" Atobe's words were like a basin of cold water, instantly extinguishing the anger in Shishido's heart.

Shishido took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

Tian Yu's words also rang in his ears, "Shishido, calm down. The strong prey on the weak. This is an eternal truth. If Hiyoshi is really injured, then he can only blame himself for his incompetence, right?"

Shishido looked at the field and saw Hiyoshi staring at his opponent with his sharp eyes, without any hesitation or fear. Only then did Shishido calm down.

……

Kirihara Akaya whizzed out another sharp knuckle serve, with a roar that tore through the air, and hit the opponent's open goal directly.

However, this time, Hiyoshi did not slack off like before. His eyes flashed with unprecedented concentration and determination.

Faced with this powerful blow, Hiyoshi not only did not retreat at all, but instead a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He murmured softly, "The inferior conquers the superior."

Then, as if driven by some invisible force, Hiyoshi's body made a striking motion that seemed extremely strange to outsiders - it was a unique posture that integrated the essence of ancient Japanese martial arts.

His body twisted into an unnatural arc, and his limbs worked in coordination in a way that almost violated the laws of physics, but it was this movement that allowed him to accurately hit the seemingly unstoppable tennis ball back at the most comfortable angle and strength.

Kirihara Akaya, at this moment, was staring wide-eyed, obviously deeply shocked by the scene before him.

He had never seen such a unique style of tennis play before, so he was unable to react at first.

"15-15, tie."

Kirihara Akaya shook his head slightly, a playful smile on his lips, "Not bad, the guy across the way."

This sentence was not only a recognition of Hiyoshiruo's strength, but also aroused the fighting spirit that was stimulated deep in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, the atmosphere on the tennis court suddenly became tense, and the two men seemed to have transformed into warriors on the battlefield and began a fierce offensive and defensive battle.

Every swing of the racket was accompanied by a deafening "bang" and the score was rising rapidly.

"Game Tatekai Ogirihara, 0-1."

With the referee's announcement, Kirihara Akaya took the lead in winning the game.

However, this did not make him relax at all, because he knew that the opponent in front of him was equally powerful and should not be underestimated.

"Game Hyokutei Hiyoshi, 1-1."

Hiyoshiwaka was not to be outdone and quickly won back a game, and the scores of the two players continued to rise alternately.

……

As time went by, the competition gradually entered a white-hot stage.

Every minute and every second is full of variables, making it difficult to predict the final outcome.

"Game Hyotei Hiyoshi, 5-5." When the referee announced the score again, the entire tennis court was boiling.

The fact that Hiyoshi Waka was able to fight Kirihara Akaya to this extent was completely beyond everyone's expectations.

In everyone's impression, the only ones who excel in singles at Hyotei Academy are the four national-level masters, but Hiyoshi Waka's name has never appeared so prominently in people's sight.

……

Tianyu frowned. How should I put it? It was too smooth. Kirihara Akaya didn't even turn into a demon. It was so surprising. This didn't conform to the original work.

Similarly, Hiyoshi did not use his full strength, and both sides were hiding something.