It's Tezuka's serve game, Tezuka wants to win with one shot.

But Yukimura didn't let him have his wish.

Yukimura had never competed with Tezuka, but he had seen too many.

Information sent by Qian.

He's seen too much.

Yukimura took a few steps forward and intercepted Tezuka's Zero serve.

The ball jumped high and Tezuka jumped for a smash.

Yukimura made a quick decision to receive the ball with his back to the basket, and hit it back like a brown bear caught in a net.

Tezuka's eyes moved slightly, and he made a quick judgment and hit the ball back.

Yukimura on the opposite side was already waiting and scored a point with a short ball.

"Wow...these two have ridiculous reaction times. How embarrassing for us seniors."

Irie commented, pressing his head.

"If it were you, you could do it, right, Irie-senpai."

This was the first time Tokugawa addressed Irie-senpai in such a solemn manner.

"Then you flatter me too much."

Irie, who was praised, became humble at this moment.

"It's worth all your time practicing. By the way, I don't know how that girl Echizen is doing."

After resting, the ghost was able to sit up.

At this time, I was sitting on a bench with Byodoin watching the game on the field.

When talking about Echizen, Byodoin frowned.

But at this time, Irie spoke up and told everyone not to worry.

"With Atobe following us, nothing will go wrong. He'll be keeping an eye on things. But a Spanish coach? Echizen said it was Uncle, didn't he hear correctly?"

Rujiang vaguely remembered hearing Long Ge shout this.

Yajiudou walked behind the few people and searched through his own file notebook.

"The Spanish coach also took office shortly before the World Championship. His name is Echizen Nanjiro. He seems to be the uncle of Echizen Ryuka and Ryuya, and the father of Echizen Ryoma."

Upon hearing Nanjiro's name, Coach Mifune, who was still sitting in the coaching booth, snorted coldly.

"Tsk, that guy!"

He crushed the water bottle in Coach Mifune's hand with one hand.

"Wow... Is there some connection between Coach Mifune and that Nanjiro?"

Irie was gossiping to Ajiudou behind him.

"unknown."

Akuto said that this was outside of his information.

"It's just a bad fate, huh! Let's not talk about it."

Coach Mifune didn't really want to mention that man.

The competition on the field is in full swing.

The Tezuka district was suppressed by Yukimura and was unable to come up with a response for a while.

Yukimura could only take the score little by little.

"It looks like this game is stable."

In Bai Shi's opinion, this game is a foregone conclusion.

"No! It's not that simple. Tezuka hasn't shown his true strength yet."

Sanada, who had fought with Tezuka before, understood that Tezuka had not yet used his full strength.

What is he waiting for.

"Seichi! Yukimura, don't be careless, that guy is not that simple!"

Kirihara pouted and told himself to be quiet. The deputy minister was the one yelling here. Humph! He was just bullying him, wasn't he?

Hearing his companions' shouts, Yukimura also clearly felt that Tezuka on the opposite side still had something to take out.

At the end of the game, Yukimura got the serve again.

Yukimura was more cautious at this time.

Even if his opponent is hiding a very powerful weapon, he will win the game at all costs!

Serve the ball towards your opponent with the determination to win.

But in just a moment, the ball had passed through his hair and landed in his own court.

The Tezuka on the opposite side was emitting light all over his body, just like the ghost and QP in the previous game.

He used a perfect trick.

Faced with such a powerful return, Yukimura was not afraid. Instead, he smiled and challenged Tezuka in front of him.

"Come on, Tezuka, show your true strength!"

After Yukimura finished speaking, Tezuka did as he wished and fought him with perfect technique.

Facing Tezuka, whose speed and strength have been greatly improved.

Yukimura was not afraid, but faced the man in front of him.

There is always a huge gap between them.

“No way…”

Atobe muttered to himself.

"Not necessarily."

Behind him, Ryoma brought a bottle of soda and threw it into Atobe's arms.

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Yukimura's eyes were determined. He quickly adjusted his stance, his body lithe like a swallow, deftly dodging Tezuka's fierce attacks and searching for opportunities to counterattack. He silently analyzed every flaw in Tezuka's flawless movements. Just when Tezuka thought another powerful shot would score, Yukimura responded with an unimaginable technique. He used spin and angle to send the ball careening down the sideline, forcing Tezuka to make a desperate save but failing.

"15-15," the referee yelled. The crowd on the sidelines gasped. Tezuka was slightly taken aback, having never expected Yukimura to be able to break his attack. Yukimura, on the other hand, was panting heavily, the previous attack having nearly exhausted all his energy. But he knew he couldn't let up.

In the next round, Tezuka's attack was more fierce, and Yukimura focused on responding, and every ball

Each player gave their all to the ball. The score went up and down, and the audience's hearts rose with the bouncing of the ball.

Suddenly, Tezuka stumbled, and Yukimura seized this golden opportunity and hit a powerful outspin shot. The ball flew like a cannonball into the corner of Tezuka's court. Although Tezuka tried to catch up, it was too late.

"Game! Seiichi Yukimura wins!" the referee announced the result.

Thunderous applause erupted from the crowd. Yukimura Seiichi collapsed to the ground exhausted, but a satisfied smile was on his face. Tezuka stepped forward and extended his hand. "You're very strong." Yukimura shook his hand. "You're not bad either. I look forward to our next match."

Outside the court, Ryoma Echizen curled up the corner of his mouth with a faint smile, "What a wonderful game." Atobe raised his eyebrows, "Indeed, these two people should not be underestimated." The other players also gathered around, and everyone discussed the wonderful moments of the game just now. Everyone's heart was filled with yearning and pursuit for higher tennis skills.

The atmosphere after the match was warm and harmonious, but among the crowd, Byodoin was lost in thought. He walked to a corner, his eyes fixed on Yukimura. In his eyes, Yukimura's performance today was undoubtedly brilliant, but he saw even more hidden potential.

At this time, Echizen Ryoma walked towards Yukimura, "Your fighting style today was very interesting, especially those few moves at the end that broke the perfect defense." Yukimura smiled slightly, "Thank you, competing with masters always inspires more potential."

On the other side, although Tezuka lost the game, he was calm. Sanada came to him and patted his shoulder, "This failure will only make you stronger." Tezuka nodded.

Just as everyone was immersed in the post-match atmosphere, the broadcast suddenly sounded: "The next round of competition is about to begin grouping. Please go to the draw area." Everyone heard it and walked towards the draw area.

Yukimura and Tezuka exchanged a glance, their eyes brimming with fighting spirit. They knew today's match was just the beginning, and many more challenges awaited them on their tennis journey. Whether facing familiar opponents or unfamiliar, they would give it their all. And so, these young men, filled with dreams, headed towards the next round of unknown competition.

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