The Prince of Tennis, Talent Replication

"Bang!"

"Bang bang~~"

"Match ended, Fudomine Ishida Sakurai team, score 6-4!"

With a bandana tied around his head, the waka player, Tetsuya Ishida, slung his racket over his shoulder, closed one eye toward his teammate, Masaya Sakurai, and his face showed the joy of having anticipated the outcome of the match.

"Fudomine actually... defeated Hyotei."

"Oh dear, that's Hyotei's second team. None of the regular players are playing."

"That's true, but if Hyotei wins two more games, they'll be out of contention for the semifinals."

"How could that be? That's Hyotei, the champion team of last year's tournament, a powerhouse in Kanto."

......

Amidst the commotion, Mukahi Gakuto, with his long, wine-red hair, casually put one hand on his hip and shrugged, saying:

"What are they talking about? The opponent only won by luck."

"Hmph, this little setback is just right for Hyotei." Atobe Keigo laughed confidently, "Just wait and see my magnificent performance."

Fudomine Junior High School Guiding Chair:

"Go, and take this game."

Shinji Ibu and Akira Kamio stood in front of Captain Kyoko Tachibana, turned their heads to look at the other side, and saw Keigo Atobe with his legs crossed and one hand resting on the chair.

A glint of light flashed in Akira Kamio's eyes. "Everyone underestimates us. This time, we'll show everyone that Fudomine is very strong."

Shinji Ibu stared at his racket and muttered to himself:

"Sending only substitutes to the quarterfinals is clearly a sign of looking down on Fudomine. Anyone who looks down on Fudomine must pay the price. Oh, no, anyone who despises others must receive the punishment they deserve..."

His rambling made everyone feel ashamed.

"Hyotei Academy vs. Fudomine Middle School, Quarterfinals, Doubles Match 1, now begins!"

The sound from the radio drowned out all the noise.

Hyotei's Kaita Ken and the other two exchanged a glance. Kaita was the first to toss the ball into the air, leaped down, and smashed it fiercely towards the opponent.

"Too slow."

With a flick of his hair covering his eyes, Akira Kamio charged forward, shouting:

"Speed ​​up, you bunch of idiots!"

"Bang!"

"Love fifteen!"

Perhaps provoked by Hyotei's second team, Akira Kamio went all out as soon as he entered the game, returning a sonic ball that stunned Kenichi Kaida and the other two.

"This...this is some nobody?"

The two looked towards Hyotei, but Atobe Keigo had a cold expression on his face.

Hyotei, as the champion team of last year's Metropolitan Tournament and the runner-up of the Kanto Tournament, has received high attention from various schools since the start of the competition. Until now, although the schools were surprised by its doubles loss, they still believed that Hyotei would lose because of its status as a reserve team.

"Match ended! Fudomine wins, score 6-1-1, Kamio Ibu team!"

Kaida Ken and the other two returned to their camp with their heads hanging low.

"Click click click!"

Wearing a vest and shirt, Shiba Saori raised her snow-white arm, quickly pressed the shutter button towards the arena, and exclaimed in surprise:

"It's really unexpected that Hyotei's doubles team has suffered two consecutive losses."

"yes!"

Inoue Mamoru's tone wasn't that surprised. After all, he had been conducting exclusive interviews with Fudomine since the regional preliminaries, and he had a lot of confidence in Tachibana Kippei, one of the two heroes of Kyushu.

"It seems that Fudomine is gradually gaining the upper hand."

"It seems so." Inui Sadaharu emerged from behind the group, holding a notebook and scribbling notes.

"Senior Qian?"

Satoshi Horio immediately shouted it out.

"You can continue. I'm just here to collect information. I won't bother you," Inui Sadaharu said.

"Is Hyotei really going to lose to Fudomine?" Kikumaru Eiji chuckled.

Everyone turned to look at Natsume Tsukiya.

"Mmm-hmm." Natsume Tsuki nodded repeatedly. "We're going to lose."

Shiba Saori felt a chill run down her spine. If Hyotei really lost, wouldn't she really have to go have tea with this brat? That was terrifying.

Shisaori shrugged her shoulders.

"What do you think, Agan?" Kikumaru Eiji asked.

"Fudomine is strong, but Hyotei is last year's champion team. I think Atobe, given his personality, won't let this situation continue."

Inui Sadaharu adjusted his glasses and analyzed:

"In the previous matches, Hyotei demonstrated the overwhelming strength of their full-strength players. It won't be easy for Fudomine to win this match."

"Even Agan said so, it seems Fudomine will have to work hard in the next match." Kikumaru Eiji grinned and put his hands behind his head.

"What are you so smug about, kid?"

Shiba Saori frowned, staring at Natsume Tsukiya, who looked completely confident.

"I'm wondering where we should go for tea?" Natsume Tsukiya asked with a gentle smile.

"Hey, hey, hey, you're from Hyotei." Shiba Saori leaned closer, practically belittling him, and said, "Who wants their school to lose?"

"I didn't wish for Hyotei to lose. I was just stating the facts, the fact that Hyotei's tactics failed," Natsume Tsuki said frankly.

"Haite's tactics failed?"

All eyes were fixed on Natsume Tsukiya.

Satoshi Horio: "What does 'tactical failure' mean?"

"Exactly, arrogance will bring bad luck." Natsume Tsuki narrowed his eyes, his smile even warmer than Fuji Syusuke's, and then asked Inui Sadaharu, "Why doesn't Inui-kun calculate Fudomine's chances of winning?"

Inui Sadaharu: "........."

He always calculates the trajectory of the tennis ball, but he has never calculated the probability of winning.

"What would happen if Hyotei failed?" Satoshi Horio asked, stroking his chin.

A moment of silence fell over everyone, and they all looked at Natsume Tsukiya. After all, he was a member of Hyotei, even though he didn't look like one.

"I'll fight back," Natsume Tsuki said calmly.

"Wouldn't that mean I'd run into Fuji's younger brother?" Horio Satoshi pondered.

"Really." Kikumaru Eiji covered his mouth and chuckled, then said, "Saint Rudolf will eventually run into either Fudomine or Hyotei."

Mamoru Inoue: "According to the mechanism of the Metropolitan Tournament, the top four teams advance to the Kanto Tournament, and the teams that lose in the top eight compete for the last spot in the Kanto Tournament. There will always be one team that enters the Kanto Tournament."

"Kid, then tell me, who will the Fudo Summit send?" Shiba Saori asked forcefully, bending low at the waist.

"One of the two heroes of Kyushu!" Natsume Tsukiya said.

"What are the two heroes of Kyushu?" Horio Satoshi asked.

Under everyone's gaze, Inui Sadaharu opened his notebook. "The Kyushu Twin Heroes, that refers to two of the most powerful people in the Kyushu region, Chitose Senri and Tachibana Kippei of Fudomine."

"Ah, the Fudo Summit is sending Tachibana Kippei?" Kikumaru Eiji exclaimed in surprise.

"Is this really possible?" Everyone looked towards the direction of Fudomine.

The man with a red dot between his eyebrows stood up from the chair.

"Really? Fudomine actually sent out a general in the singles match."

Shiba Saori raised her camera and started snapping photos.

He then looked at Natsume Tsukiya with a puzzled expression.