The Prince of Tennis, Talent Replication

"....."

After a brief silence, Shiba Saori held out her hands and asked:

"Inoue-senpai, you can't be serious, can you?!"

In his mind, that guy named Natsume Tsukiya didn't seem like someone who could be a department head at all, and he didn't believe it a million times over.

"That's right, I confirmed it with the coach at Hyotei."

Inoue Mamoru gazed confidently at the Hyotei team members not far away, recalling Shintaro's words, and said:

"Did he really achieve this on his own? Would that make more sense? He ascended to the throne of Hyotei."

Inui Sadaharu was meticulously recording this important information.

The news came over the radio again:

"The match between Hyotei Academy and St. Rudolf Academy in singles No. 2 is about to begin. Please prepare yourselves."

Guan Yuechu's face was gloomy, and he gave a dejected smile: "What's the point of holding another match at this point?"

Akazawa Yoshiro, standing outside the barbed wire fence behind him, spoke up upon hearing this:

"Kanzuki, that's true, but we have to finish five matches, that's the rule of the tournament."

Kanzuki looked at Hyotei and said fiercely:

"Where did that guy come from?"

.....

"Bang!"

"Fifteen Love!"

"Bang!"

"Thirty Love!"

"Bang!"

"Forty Love!"

"Bang!"

"Game of Thrones: Yuushi Oshitari, One Game to Love!"

The final ceremony took place on the field.

Yuji Oshitari abandoned his usual gloomy playing style and played with precision and ruthlessness, giving his opponent no chance whatsoever.

"Match over! Hyotei's Oshitari Yuushi wins, for example, six to zero!"

After the referee announced the verdict, a glint flashed in Yuushi Oshitari's eyes, as if to say that Hyotei wasn't just about Natsume being able to defeat opponents without any resistance.

Akazawa Yoshiro was stunned.

Those guys were really ruthless, showing no mercy whatsoever.

Contest,

One-sided crushing,

Jiro Akutagawa, that sleepyhead, woke up as soon as he got onto the court.

He wasn't particularly excited while playing, as if his opponents weren't serious enough to make him take the game seriously.

"That guy, his name is Jiro Akutagawa, right? He finished the match in just fifteen minutes."

"Those guys from Hyotei are all terrifyingly strong."

"Hyotei secured the last spot in the Kanto Tournament with an absolute 5-0 victory."

"Speaking of which, Hyotei isn't any worse than Seigaku right now, is it?"

......

"Hyotei has now confirmed its participation in the Kanto Tournament."

Inoue Mamoru put away his camera and looked towards Hyotei.

"So, the teams for the Kanto Tournament are officially decided. Next, we'll draw lots. I wonder who Hyotei will draw."

"Azhi, let's go over there." Inoue Mamoru turned his head.

Let's set off towards Hyotei.

Along the way, I could hear the joyful discussions of the Hyotei members:

"I didn't expect this loser's bracket revival match to be so exciting, it's really thrilling."

"The captain is indeed very strong; he led Hyotei to victory in the very first match."

That's because the opponent is weak.

"I think it's the result of Hyotei giving it their all."

......

Inoue Mamoru listened as he walked, fully agreeing with the discussion. Everyone had witnessed Hyotei's all-out effort.

"Congratulations, congratulations to Hyotei for advancing to the Kanto Tournament." Inoue Mamoru greeted them with a smile.

"Mr. Inoue, you'd better report on my invincible glory more often, otherwise this battle would have been for nothing!"

Natsume Tsuki also turned his head and gave Inoue Mamoru a smug smile as bright as the sun.

Inoue Mamoru was taken aback by what he said and was momentarily stunned.

"That's how it should be." Inoue Mamoru could only scratch his head and smile.

Shiba Saori frowned and said with a pursed mouth:

"You're really something... Who plays ball just to show off their skills?"

"Miss Shiba Saori, didn't you see her already?"

Natsume Tsukiya spread his hands and shrugged, saying:

"I have great skills, why can't more people know about them and admire me?"

"......" Shiba Saori was speechless.

I've never seen a middle school student as unrestrained as him. At this moment, I really doubt whether Hyotei can become better under his leadership.

"What's wrong? Judging from your expression, you don't seem to admire me that much?" Natsume Tsuki also pressed.

"Why should I admire you?" Shiba Saori said, clenching her fists like a child and leaning forward.

"Oh, that's a real shame."

"What's there to regret? Do you think anyone would admire you?" Saori Shiba pressed.

"Crown!"

Natsume Tsuki also called out.

"Natsume-senpai, I admire you!" the long-legged girl shouted.

Zhi Shazhi was stunned for a moment, turned her head to look, blinked, and couldn't understand at all.

Natsume Tsukiya said, "Miss Shiba Saori, don't forget our bet."

Shiba Saori immediately regretted talking so much.

Inoue Mamoru chuckled for a while before asking:

"So, Natsume-kun, as the current captain of Hyotei, how will you plan to compete in the Kanto Tournament? Or rather, what kind of results does Hyotei expect from the Kanto Tournament?"

All eyes turned to Natsume Tsukiya.

"We, Hyotei, will win the Kanto Tournament!"

Natsume Tsuki also raised one finger.

"Oh~"

A series of low gasps of surprise rippled through the hall.

"Did you hear that? Hyotei said they're going to take the Kanto Tournament championship."

Not only Hyotei, but other schools also started discussing it, especially St. Rudolf Academy, which had just been crushed 5-0. They were stunned when they heard Hyotei's declaration that they would win the Kanto Tournament.

Akazawa Yoshiro was taken aback. "Is that even possible?"

"Hmph~"

As if finding an outlet, Guan Yuechu sneered, playing with her bangs, and said in an analytical tone:

"Hyotei thinks they can win the championship just because they beat us?!"

"Mitsuki, do you think it's impossible?" Akazawa Yoshiro asked, turning his head.

Guan Yuechu analyzed:

"Don't forget, although Hyotei has been the champion of the Kanto Tournament for the past two years, they have always been suppressed by Rikkai. Rikkai is the national champion, and I heard that they are determined to achieve a three-peat. If Hyotei wants to win the Kanto Tournament, Seigaku alone is not easy to deal with, and they will have to get past Rikkai. How could Rikkai easily let someone defeat them in the Kanto Tournament?"

Akazawa Yoshiro glanced at Hyotei and frowned, indicating his complete approval.

Rikkai University is a god-like force. In the world of high school tennis, just mentioning Rikkai University's name will give everyone a sense of inexplicable pressure.

In addition, various magazines and newspapers have heavily promoted them as the strongest in the tennis world, making it not something that can be easily achieved.

"Is this really... possible?"

Even members of Hyotei were skeptical.

If Hyotei hadn't suffered repeated defeats, things would have been fine.

However, Hyotei lost every match against Rikkai, and the long-term defeats were undoubtedly the most demoralizing.

Rikkai University's overwhelming dominance left the entire secondary school community breathless.

Keigo Atobe has repeatedly stated his intention to win the national championship. However, the situation is not optimistic. Apart from Hyotei, the other schools are not weak either, especially Shitenhoji in Kansai, whose strength is also formidable.

"That won't work."

"This means you want to beat Rikkai, right?"

"Rikkai University, can Hyotei University really beat Rikkai University?"

"If it were Tsukiya, perhaps he could do it."

"Idiot, even Tsukiya couldn't do that. That's Rikkai University, you know Rikkai University?"