The Prince of Tennis, Talent Replication

"Waaaaah~"

Ishida Tetsuya and Sakurai Masaya, filled with remorse, strode off the field, bowing their heads to apologize to Tachibana Kippei. Captain Tachibana comforted them, which only made them burst into tears. One of them rested his head on Tachibana Kippei's shoulder, his shoulder trembling as he said:

"I'm sorry, Captain Tachibana!"

Kamio Akira had just finished warming up when he saw this scene. He suddenly turned his head towards Hyotei, staring straight at them, his racket gripping so tightly it made a creaking sound, and gritted his teeth as he said, "Hyotei!!"

"Kamio, are you alright?"

Ju Xing's gaze moved upwards from his hand, where veins were bulging, and her tone was full of concern.

"It's alright, Xiaoxing."

Upon hearing the sound, Akira Kamio seemed like a different person, touching his head and beaming with a smile.

"Kamio, don't push yourself."

Ju Xing's short hair swayed in the breeze as she glanced at the person opposite her, offering words of advice tinged with concern.

Akira Kamio frowned slightly, then smiled and said:

"Don't worry, no matter who's on the other side, I won't let Fudomine stop here."

His words were resolute, but a hidden worry lingered in Tachibana An's heart, and she silently prayed:

"I hope it's not him!"

"Xiao Xing, do you think I can't beat that guy?"

Tachibana An's almond-shaped eyes shone brightly, her gaze piercing through the entire tennis court as she stared at the guy named Natsume from Hyotei on the other side. How could Kamio Akira feel good about this? He was indignant, but dared not say anything, so he could only ask.

"Kamio."

Tachibana An truly felt this way, but at this moment, how could she possibly dampen Kamio Akira's spirit? She could only crinkle her eyes into crescent moons and tilt her head, smiling:

"Keep it up!"

Kamio Akira was slightly disappointed not to hear a comparison, but Tachibana An cheered herself up, determined not to lose no matter what.

.....

Hyotei.

"Kabachi, what kind of technique is that?"

"It's Kabaji, tell us properly, that Fudomine's Wave Ball, we can't counter it at all."

"It's called 'Using Four Ounces to Move a Thousand Pounds,' right? That's so cool."

Amidst the commotion, a pair of eyes, like a deer's, peeked out from the crowd. Akutagawa Jiro, having just opened his eyes, saw the two fighting, and his eyes instantly lit up. He had been muttering to himself and gesturing excitedly from the sidelines. Now that Kabaji Takahiro was back, he could no longer contain himself and squeezed in from the edge, his eyes filled with anticipation.

"How was that? How was that? What a cool move."

"Hey, Jiro, weren't you going to watch Marui's match?"

Ryo Mido didn't notice that after reading it, Jiro Akutagawa came back and lay down behind the bench to fall asleep.

"Atobe, Atobe, quickly tell him to fight me."

Jiro Akutagawa stomped his feet and jumped up and down, pointing at Takahiro Kabaji.

"Birch Field".

"yes!"

"Tell him who taught you."

"Yes."

Kabaji Takahiro turned to Natsume Tsukiya, slowly raised his finger, and uttered two words:

"minister!"

"Is that so?" Akutagawa Jiro's eyes brightened.

"..."

The entire Hyotei team was speechless for a moment. Ryo Mido then said:

"You've been sleeping so much, you don't even know this kind of thing."

Jiro Akutagawa's greatest hobby was sleeping, and upon hearing Ryo Mido's words, he immediately became annoyed and said:

"Oh no, oh no, oh no, what a pity..."

"The match between Hyotei and Fudomine's singles number three will now begin. Please prepare yourselves!"

Natsume Tsuki also stood up, but Akutagawa Jiro was still pestering Natsume to fight him.

"Jiro, if you don't move aside, Hyotei will forfeit," Atobe Keigo said.

"What?"

Seeing the beautiful girl beside him hand him the racket with both hands, Jiro Akutagawa blinked and said with delight:

"Minister, are you about to go on stage? Will you have any fun moves?"

He asked three questions in a row.

"you guess?!"

Reaching out to grasp the racket, Natsume Tsuki also raised an eyebrow with a subtle smile.

"Yes, there will be new moves." Jiro Akutagawa's eyes were full of anticipation.

Seeing him jump up excitedly, Natsume Tsuki also became playful and said:

"This is so unbelievable!"

After saying that, he chuckled and, before Akutagawa Jiro could react, slung his racket over his shoulder and walked out into the sunlight.

"..."

Jiro Akutagawa stood there, stunned.

"Well?!"

With a series of clicks of the camera shutter, Mamoru Inoue's eyes held both surprise and delight as he murmured:

"Natsume-kun, your appearance at this time means..."

"That means Hyotei will have to end Fudomine's reign in singles match three."

Beside him, Miyuki, a student from St. Rudolf Academy, picked up where Inoue Mamoru left off, his tone brimming with shrewd wisdom and his demeanor deliberately profound.

"Oh, it's Mizuki."

Inoue Mamoru turned his head and saw Fuji Syusuke's younger brother, Fuji Yuuta, standing next to Mizuki Hajime, as well as their captain, Akazawa Yoshiro.

"Does Mr. Inoue think so too?" Mizuki asked, feigning profundity.

As a team that has played against Hyotei, Miyuki knows Hyotei's strength very well, and being shut out by Hyotei has been a real source of trouble for them lately.

To others,

The competition is over, but for St. Rudolph Academy, it's not over.

Other schools won't care because they weren't shut out.

right now,

Wherever the St. Rudolph players went, whenever they talked to people about tennis, someone would occasionally blurt out, "Didn't you get swept by Hyotei?"

This is what he calls pretentious brilliance; it's like he's been suddenly interrupted, and he seems very uncomfortable.

From then on, Hyotei University received more attention than other schools.

To be honest,

The match is progressing in the direction that Kanzuki Hatsumi wanted. He has all the match data of Fudomine. This team has won more than they have lost. So far, they have only lost to Seigaku and Yamabuki, not counting Ginka.

This is the team that has become a dark horse recognized by many schools.

This school also knocked Hyotei into the losers' bracket revival match in the Grand Prix, and Kanzuki knew that Hyotei would definitely seek revenge.

If such a team were to be shut out by Hyotei, then, hehe—wouldn't that prove that it wasn't that St. Rudolph was too weak, but that Hyotei was too strong? In the future, when someone mentions St. Rudolph being shut out, Mizuki would have a good reason to refute it, instead of being speechless and unable to find a rebuttal.

After the first doubles match ended, Kanatsuki kept staring at Hyotei's position, feeling both anticipation and anxiety that needed confirmation. He only smiled when he saw the ethereal girl hand the racket to Natsume Tsukiya.

really,

The game is going exactly as I predicted, hehe.

"That's true." Inoue Mamoru pondered for a moment, just as Mizuki had said.

"Mitsuki, how can you be so sure?"

Akazawa Yoshiro raised a question and gave his reasons:

"I've heard that Hyotei's captain, Natsume Tsuki, never plays by the rules and his behavior is unpredictable. What if he insists on dragging the match into five games and deliberately loses?"

"No, no, no!"

Guan Yuechu shook his finger, looking confident, and said in a sinister tone:

"No, he definitely won't."

"Why?" Fuji Yuta frowned and took two steps forward.

"The fact that this guy was able to suspend Atobe Keigo shows that he cares a lot about winning and losing."

Guan Yuechu analyzed:

"Besides, have you forgotten, Yuta? You didn't score a single point when you fought him."

"Kanzuki?!" Fuji Yuuta was a little angry.

"Don't be angry."

Guan Yuechu calmly said:

"I think that's his style. He might lose a match against Hyotei, but as Hyotei's captain, he will never lose. To put it more absolutely, he will never allow his opponents to take a single point from him."

"Not allowing the opponent to take even a single point from your team???"

The group was shocked at the same time, and even Inoue Mamoru was surprised, as he had never thought of it this way before.

"If it were me, since I'm going to win anyway, then if I'm enjoying the game and have the ability to score all the points, what reason is there to drop even one?"

Guan Yuechu said:

"Maintaining a perfect score in every match should be his only criterion. No matter how the match goes, there is only one final result."

Guan Yuechu paused for a moment, feigning profundity.

Yuuta Fuji was suddenly startled and blurted out, "The opponent can't get a single point from him?"

"That's right!!"

Guan Yuechu answered very affirmatively.

After listening to Mizuki's explanation, Fuji Yuuta felt much better, realizing that the resentment he harbored towards Natsume Tsukiya was not directed at him and that everyone was being killed equally.

but,

He immediately became worried again.

If my brother were to encounter that guy, would he also be shut out?

"To shut out everyone equally?"

These words popped into his mind, startling Inoue Mamoru.

Regardless of whether Natsume Tsukiya could actually do it, the theory itself is frightening enough.

but,

Achieving a clean sweep against every opponent is no easy feat. Leaving aside Tezuka Kunimitsu of Seigaku, if they win this next match, they'll immediately face Rikkai High School, Sanada Genichiro, Yukimura Seiichi, and others—all among the nation's top players...

And there's Atobe from Hyotei...

Atobe?

Inoue Mamoru's pupils dilated instantly.

Just now I was so focused on everyone's titles, like national champions, that I suddenly thought of Atobe and realized that this emperor of Hyotei had been shut out by the next generation.

In this way, that terrible idea might actually have a chance to come true. Inoue Mamoru couldn't help but be surprised and looked intently at the scene.

Natsume Tsuki has already crossed the net.

Looking again, it turned out that everyone on Fudomine's side was looking towards the center of the arena.

"It's him! It really is him!"

Ju Xing was both excited and sad, and kept saying:

"How could it be him?"

Kamio Akira, standing to the side, didn't understand what was happening, but he felt very uncomfortable and gritted his teeth inwardly.

"That guy, I'll definitely beat you."

"Kamio, go." Kippei Tachibana gave the final order.

"Yes, Captain Orange."

Kamio Akira was very excited. He hadn't even tested his skills yet when Natsume Tsuki happened to catch up. It was originally prepared for Atobe, but he didn't really believe the rumor that the guy could defeat Atobe Keigo.

"Kamio, it's up to you!"

"Kamio, do your best."

"Kamio, you're good."

The members of Fudomine cheered for Kamio Akira, knowing that they really needed him this time.

"Xiao Xing, don't worry, I will definitely defeat that guy."

Kamio Akira thought heavily.

The guy standing on the court looked remarkably clean-cut, yet he gave Kamio Akira a very strange feeling, causing him to wonder, "What's wrong with this guy?"

"Please decide who gets to serve." The referee looked at the two players.

"I choose letter up!"

Akira Kamio pressed his thumb against the bottom of the racket, making the first sound.

"Do I even have a choice?"

Natsume Tsukiya stood on the opposite side of the net, shrugging.

"Then let's choose down, down is up, it's the same thing!"

"Whoosh whoosh~"

The racket spun on the court, slowing down until it fell to the ground with a thud. Akira Kamio bent down to pick it up and said:

"It's facing upwards!"

"Let it be up then."

Natsume Tsuki nodded repeatedly, looking very confident, but Kamio Akira didn't feel threatened.

"I will definitely represent Fudomine and defeat you," Kamio Akira said, showing he was no quiet type.

"Oh dear, that's terrifying."

Natsume Tsuki clicked his tongue twice, but didn't respond. Instead, he glanced at Kamio Akira from head to toe, shrugged, turned around, and left.

........

"Sengoku lost to this guy."

Although Akutsu had left Yamabuki, he was still a student of Yamabuki and had even been on the tennis team, only to be defeated by Ryoma Echizen.

Being shut out is something that should never happen to Kiyosumi Sengoku.

Akutsu was naturally uncomfortable.

I came here specifically to watch this match.

"Akuzu-senpai?" Tan Taichi looked up.

"That guy is incredibly strong, terrifyingly strong."

Kiyosumi Sengoku couldn't avoid criticism either, since he had participated in the youth selection tournament and was always regarded by the younger students of Yamabuki as a player with the same strength as Tezuka. Yet he was shut out. Although he tried to attribute it to cramps, some people still didn't agree.

To be honest,

He played the match in a daze yesterday, and now that he thinks back on it, he doesn't even have a clear understanding of Natsume Tsukiya's strength level, which is keeping him up at night.

Moreover, the fact that the girl showed such affection was truly enviable, so he had no choice but to come.

Ever since meeting that girl named Niizuma Takami, Sengoku Kiyosumi has completely lost interest in dating. He's even turned down dates from his ex-girlfriends...

-

Saint Rudolph:

"I remember, the one from Fudomine is called Kamio Akira, right?"

Guan Yuechu still had a gloomy look on his face.

"Kanzuki, what do you want to say now?" Fuji Yuta asked.

Kanzuki paused slightly, indicating that he had heard Fuji Yuuta's answer, and then turned to Inoue Mamoru:

"Mr. Inoue, if I remember correctly, that guy's serve record is 212 kilometers per hour, right?"

"Well..."

Inoue Mamoru paused for a moment, then replied:

That's right.

"Akira Kamio of Fudomine is known for his speed. Now, he's faced with a guy whose serve record stands at 220 kilometers per hour. What will happen?"

As Guan Yuechu spoke, he laughed:

"The only thing to blame is their inadequate intelligence!"

"......"