The Prince of Tennis, Talent Replication

Doubles 2: Ogawa & Chikabayashi!

"Double 1: Kaida & Kenwa!"

"Singles 3: Ryo Mido!"

"Singles 2: Yuushi Oshitari".

"Singles 1: Atobe Keigo!"

The list of quarterfinalists was quickly posted. Hyotei's captain, Keigo Atobe, made the final decision, arranging for prospective non-regular players Ogawa Chikabayashi and Kaita Kenka to play doubles 1 and 2.

To be on the safe side, Ryo Mido, a third-year official player with an ultra-fast half-volley technique, will be placed in the goalkeeper position to ensure that singles number two and singles number one can secure the subsequent victories.

This arrangement reveals Atobe Keigo's ulterior motives.

"Atobe, won't you reconsider?"

As a prospective member of Hyotei's school team, though not a formal member, Natsume Tsuki felt it necessary to remind this arrogant old man from Hyotei.

"Tsukiya, are you questioning my abilities?"

Ryo Mido rested the racket on his fingertips and said disdainfully:

"Why would Hyotei send out all their full-strength players for a third-rate school team like that?"

Natsume Tsuki shrugged. Hyotei was actually quite a protagonist, but unfortunately, they became the protagonist's sacrificial lamb.

First, he underestimated his opponent in the Metropolitan Tournament and was directly defeated by Tachibana Kichihei, forcing him to compete for the fifth spot in the Kanto Tournament. Unfortunately, he was also eliminated in the first round by the seemingly invincible Seishun Academy.

If it weren't for Atobe's immense popularity, which led to God granting him an extra recommendation, Hyotei wouldn't have even made it to the national tournament.

Even so, he still encountered Seigaku a second time and was beaten up again.

Well, now we've finally made it to the bedroom.

In comparison, Yinhua Middle School was a lucky one.

"Myoudo, cherish your current identity."

Natsume Tsukiya didn't have a particularly good impression of this arrogant guy, but he didn't have a particularly bad impression either. After all, who among those who could thrive at Hyotei didn't have a bit of a competitive personality?

"Tsukiya, what do you mean by this?" Ootori Chotaro really didn't understand.

Ryo Mido frowned and stared at Tsukiya Natsume. He was extremely confident in his abilities and wanted to see what kind of nonsense Tsukiya Natsume could come up with.

"After this match, Mido will be removed from the official team." Natsume Tsuki also tossed a koji into his mouth and chewed as he spoke.

"Clatter!"

The tennis racket slipped from his fingertips and landed on the smooth floor. Ryo Mido was taken aback for a moment, then sneered.

He appeared quite confident.

"Mido, you actually believe that?" Atobe Keigo put down his crossed legs, stood up, and said, "Let's go! Hyotei will be the winner!"

-

Tennis park match court.

At the beginning of the month, Kanzuki suffered a crushing defeat against Seigaku's Fuji Syusuke.

"My brother is so grateful for your care," Fuji Syusuke said, looking down at Kanzuki, who was kneeling on the ground.

"Damn it."

Guan Yuechu sobbed:

"It would be meaningless if we didn't win; that's the style of St. Rudolph..."

A black whirlwind walked over from the side, "Why not just rebuild St. Rudolf's new style?"

"You make it sound so easy. You have no idea how I feel right now," Guan Yuechu retorted through gritted teeth.

"That's how I got here," Juju Ping said indifferently, his face radiating the confident and powerful aura of someone who had been rebuilt.

After saying that, he led the black legion toward the arena.

"Great! Seigaku has made it to the semifinals!"

The cheers of Seigaku still echoed in their ears as the people of St. Rudolph stared in a daze at the Black Legion.

Ryuzaki Sumire: "Is tennis fun?"

"Okay, that's fun." Fuji Yuuta stood up and responded blankly.

"If it's fun, then let's make it to the Kanto Tournament. Our team members are all hoping to see you there," said Sumire Ryuzaki.

"Okay!"

Yuta Fuji nodded excitedly.

Then he found Guan Yuechu and said, "Guan Yue, thank you for your guidance."

"What, you're leaving St. Rudolph?" Guan Yuechu said coldly.

Fuji Yuta denied it:

"No, we still have a chance."

"What other chance is there?" Guan Yuechu was confused.

Captain Akazawa said, "Mitsuki, we still have a chance—the losers' bracket revival match!"

Yuuta Fuji: "Isn't it enough to just fight back?"

Fuji Syusuke led Echizen Ryoma over. "Yuta, we hope you can make it from the losers' bracket to the Kanto Tournament."

"Brother, I definitely will," Fuji Yuta replied.

-

"Miss, would you like to have a cup of tea together?" Natsume Tsuki also strolled leisurely over to Shiba Saori, a professional monthly magazine reporter.

"Who is this guy?" Shiba Saori asked, startled. Horio Satoshi from Seigaku blinked and spoke up.

"Hi, everyone?" Natsume Tsukiya greeted them happily. "I'm Natsume Tsukiya from Hyotei."

Natsume Tsuki also set his sights on Ryuki Sakuno, "Hey, wanna go on a date?"

Ryuki Sakuno was stunned, her face instantly turning as red as an apple, and she backed away.

"What are you doing, you jerk?" Tomoka Kosaka shouted.

The others looked completely bewildered. Horio Satoshi asked, "Weren't you going to have tea with her just now?"

Reminded by him, Shiba Saori instantly realized what he meant and angrily said:

"That's right, you wretched brat, how dare you play tricks on me."

"Ashita." Inoue Mamoru was slightly embarrassed, but then relaxed and said to Natsume Tsukiya, "The Hyotei match is about to start, isn't it?"

"Mmm-hmm." Natsume Tsuki nodded repeatedly, then looked at Shiba Saori and said, "Miss Shiba Saori, do you remember our bet?"

"A bet?" Satoshi Horio always liked to interrupt.

Shiba Saori had to explain again.

Immediately, a chorus of strange gazes turned to Natsume Tsukiya. "Is he really from Hyotei?"

"However, I like hearing that our Seigaku won the Metropolitan Tournament." A cute boy with a band-aid standing next to him said, resting his chin on his hands, "But, you can't tolerate me flirting with our classmate."

It turned out to be Eiji Kikumaru.

Inoue Mamoru hurriedly said, "We should also go watch Hyotei's game."

Shiba Saori chimed in, "Ignore him, he's just spouting nonsense all day."

"I said Hyotei would lose to Fudomine," Natsume Tsukiya said. "Do you believe me?"

"Is this guy really from Hyotei?"

"Exactly, who would say their school will lose?"

"Hyotei will lose? How is that possible? They're Hyotei!"

"Yeah, where are you from?"

.....

"If it's true, I'll have tea with you," Shiba Saori said.

Inoue Morikazu slapped his forehead: "Ashi, why are you joining in this nonsense?"

"Inoue-senpai, don't worry, I'm going to expose this guy's utter nonsense." Shiba Saori said indignantly.

Natsume Tsukiya immediately gave people a very bad impression, but he didn't care. If you have the ability, you don't need to care about anyone's opinion.

"Sigh, should we go and take a look?" Tomoka Kosaka asked.

Ryuki Sakuno: "No, let's not."

Eiji Kikumaru: "I really want to see if the prophecy is true or not."

"The quarterfinal match between Hyotei Academy and Fudomine Middle School will now begin. Both teams, please prepare!"