The Prince of Tennis, Talent Replication

"Rikkai University really doesn't take Hyotei seriously at all."

Shiba Saori followed Inoue Mamoru out of Rikkai University High School, her words revealing a subtle resentment. Perhaps she was provoked by Sanada Genichiro's expression, and she pouted and complained.

"It can't be said that they are too arrogant. In the past two years of the Kanto Tournament and the National Tournament, Rikkai, led by Yukimura, has crushed their opponents with an absolute kingly demeanor in both small and large tournaments, achieving two consecutive championships. The arrogance of the entire Rikkai team is based on their absolute strength. Just as Sanada said, their goal is to achieve a three-peat in the national championships..."

The words came out of Inoue Mamoru's mouth casually, yet they sounded like an exaggeration. They were so ordinary, yet they gave off a sense of oppression. This was the king of Rikkai University.

Inoue Mamoru and Shiba Saori's job was to travel between schools all over the country to collect related reports.

Each school is busy preparing for its own competition.

Hyotei,

Hiyoshi Waka ultimately couldn't resist the allure of the Four Forms of Divine Enlightenment and sought out Natsume Tsukiya, asking him to teach him the White Dragon's Roar.

For Natsume,

What kind of nonsensical moves are these? Teaching them to others won't result in them being lost.

Moreover, with the same moves, he will always be one-tenth better than his opponent.

Hiyoshi was required to run a hundred laps and read many books about artistic conception before Natsume Tsukiya taught him.

The four divine techniques are Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise. Apart from the White Dragon's Roar, there are three other techniques, all of which Natsume taught to him without reservation.

Hiyoshi was stunned after reading it.

this day,

At a street tennis court.

The two of them are resting.

Two people came up the stairs.

A girl with short hair wearing a yellow jacket and another girl in a sailor-style miniskirt with her short hair pinned up with a hair clip walked by, each carrying a tennis bag.

Takeshi Momoshiro, a second-year student at Seigaku, and Anzu Tachibana, the younger sister of Kippei Fudomine.

Two guys from Yulin, Quan and Buchuan, followed them.

"Oh, someone's here."

Quan and Buchuan from Yulin Middle School looked around and complained.

"Isn't this perfect?"

Takeshi Momoshiro, carrying his tennis racket, laughed heartily and said:

"Let's have a match together."

"Damn it, it's Momoshiro from Seigaku," Fukawa said.

"What's wrong? Are you unhappy to see me?" Takeshi Momoshiro chuckled, but his face was full of confusion.

"Hey you guys over there, which school are you from?"

Fukawa pointed at Natsume Yue and Hijiruo and said:

"How about a doubles game?"

Neither of them was wearing school uniforms, and besides, everyone was focused on the main tournament since Hyotei's loser bracket revival was underway, so no one cared about Hyotei's comeback, and therefore they didn't recognize Natsume Tsukiya.

"..."

"Hey Tachibana's little sister, wanna go on a date?"

Natsume Tsukiya completely ignored the duo from Tamahina and walked towards the beautiful girl Tachibana An in a miniskirt, his eyes forming crescent moons.

"..."

Tachibana An blinked, filled with confusion. Why was this person so distant? She felt like she'd never seen her before, yet somehow she felt like she'd met her somewhere before. And yet, she knew she was Tachibana's sister, and immediately asked her out. She replied without hesitation:

"No, who are you? How rude of you!"

"Oh, what a pity."

Natsume Tsukiya, still smiling, said:

"My name is Natsume Tsukiya. How can you be so rude on a date?"

"Hey, I don't even know you," Ju Xing pouted.

"You got to know each other by going on a date together," Natsume Tsuki said, still smiling as she stared at him.

Takeshi Momoshiro:

"Hey, didn't you hear me? She said she doesn't know you!"

The Seigaku student, bursting with a sense of justice, frowned, looking as if she was about to stand in front of Tachibana An.

"Didn't I tell you? We met on a date." Natsume Tsukiya continued to stare at Tachibana An.

"You're being very offensive, you know that?" Momoshiro Takeshi's voice rose a little.

"Would that be offensive?" Natsume Tsuki also turned to look at Momoshiro Takeshi, then asked Tachibana An with a smile, "What do you think, Tachibana's sister?"

"what?"

The person in front of her didn't make her feel uncomfortable, but he actually came up with a set of twisted logic, which left Ju Xing stunned on the spot.

"You play tennis too, right?"

Momoshiro Takeshi glanced at the wooden-like Hiyoshi Waka, then turned to ask Natsume Tsukiya.

"Am I a top-tier expert? Is it that hard to tell?"

Natsume Tsukiya shrugged and said.

"..." Momoshiro Takeshi.

"A top-tier expert?" Ju Xing blinked her beautiful big eyes, looking confused. Who would describe herself like that?

"Mmm-hmm-hmm."

Natsume Tsukiya nodded repeatedly:

"I'm the most amazing expert among middle school students!"

"You, the top players in the middle school tennis world, we all know Yukimura Seiichi and Sanada Genichiro from Rikkai, Shiraishi Kuranosuke from Shitenhoji, Tezuka Kunimitsu from Seigaku, and Atobe from Hyotei. Who are you? We don't know you at all."

"And my brother too," Tachibana An immediately added.

"They haven't met me yet. If they had, they would all have been defeated by me," Natsume Tsuki said with his eyes closed.

"Hahaha."

The Yulin duo burst into laughter.

"That's hilarious! Someone actually claims they can beat Tezuka and Yukimura, Momoshiro?!"

They also specifically named Takeshi Momoshiro.

The two had faced the Seigaku duo of Ryoma Echizen and Takeshi Momoshiro in the regional preliminaries and lost 2-6. They were already quite familiar with Momoshiro, so their tone was on Momoshiro's side, and they seemed to be watching the show.

What was Tezuka's status in Momoshiro Takeshi's heart?

Tao Chengwu immediately raised his eyebrows and said excitedly:

"Alright, let's have a match then."

"With you?" Natsume Tsuki shook his head, looking disgusted.

Ju Xing became curious upon seeing this.

"What, aren't you a top expert?" Momoshiro Takeshi said, full of fighting spirit.

"I'm afraid that if you fight me, you'll lose even your last bit of confidence." Natsume Tsuki shook his head as well.

"...You bastard."

Seeing his carefree demeanor and his boastful words, Momoshiro Takeshi felt indignant.

"How about we have a fight?"

The two people from Yulin said.

"Did you hear that, Hiyoshi?"

Natsume Tsuki didn't turn around, but called out.

Hiyoshi's gaze turned cold, and he instantly raised his head, startling the two men.

"I'm talking about you," Fukawa said, looking at Natsume Tsukiya.

"Same here. If you two can beat him, then it's not too late to come to me." Natsume Tsuki wasn't angry at all; on the contrary, he seemed quite relaxed.

"What, are you going to fight two of us?" Fuchuan looked at Hiyoshi, thinking to himself that if it were a fight between two, the two of them didn't seem to be afraid of anything.

Hiyoshi picked up his racket and walked onto the court.

The two men from Yulin looked at each other blankly. They were just joking, so why did the other side take it seriously?

Natsume Tsukiya chimed in from the sidelines, "Hurry up, it's two against one."

There was no other way but to bite the bullet and go for it.