The Prince of Tennis, Talent Replication

Choose a side, or you'll accuse me of bullying you.

Natsume Tsukiya was truly blunt, and these words stunned Izumi and Fukawa, who were hiding behind the bushes, causing them to tremble and mutter:

"Wow, the second-year students at Hyotei are really something!"

"Yeah, yeah, how dare they say something like that to Akutsu? They might get beaten up."

"Look, look! Akutsu is angry!"

.....

Now, look past the bushes and into the field.

All that could be seen was Akutsu's furrowed brows, his eyes wide and bulging, glaring at Natsume Tsukiya through gritted teeth:

"What are you talking about?"

"Akuzu, don't even think about using force against me, or you'll regret it."

Natsume Tsukiya smiled and held up a finger, waving it in front of his eyes.

"You brat, who do you think you are talking to?"

Akutsu hated threatening words the most. He flew into a rage and reached out his hand toward Natsume Tsukiya, as if to grab Natsume Tsukiya by the collar and lift him up like he would any other person.

Clang!

A loud bang.

Witnesses in the vicinity of the Nimachime Stadium shuddered.

"......"

stunned.

At Yulin Middle School, Bu Chuan and Quan stood there dumbfounded, their mouths twitching uncontrollably. Zhi Shazhi jerked her drink, which spurted out of the straw and splashed all over her.

That's incredible!

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never have believed it. The moment Akutsu reached out to Natsume Tsukiya, Natsume Tsukiya pulled her away, and Akutsu was thrown like a sandbag from the other end of the court, landing heavily on the side where Natsume Tsukiya was.

The force was so great that it made one's heart tremble. Akutsu landed on his back with a deafening thud.

Shiba Saori was both shocked and worried. Her gaze involuntarily turned to Akutsu, who was stunned on the ground, fearing that he would get up and have a physical fight with Natsume Tsuki.

Akutsu stood frozen on the ground, his eyes filled with confusion and disbelief. He was always the one beating others up, but today he'd been thrown to the ground by someone shorter than him.

But how exactly did he do it?

The moment his hand touched her, Akutsu felt as if a huge suction force pulled him towards it, lifting his hands, feet, and body off the ground, followed by a sharp pain in his back.

"Damn it~"

Akutsu gritted his teeth and let out a furious roar.

"Stop it, I'm nobody to you."

Natsume Tsukiya remained calm, not even glancing at her, his face showing no sign of defensiveness, and said:

"I kindly reminded you that you brought this on yourself."

"You brat!" Akutsu froze. "Do you want to die?"

"Don't say things like that, Akutsu."

Natsume Tsukiya also said:

"Why fight when you can decide a match with tennis?"

"Don't order me around!" Akutsu shouted.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh."

Natsume Tsukiya flicked his finger, and the racket in his hand fell to the ground in mid-air, spinning. He didn't even look at Akutsu, as if nothing had happened, and said:

"I choose letter up."

"..."

Akutsu was bewildered.

I've never seen such a calm person before. In this situation, facing my anger, this guy can still be so nonchalant, as if nothing just happened.

In the past,

The opponent will either flee or fight back in anger; neither will be taken lightly.

Shiba Saori was stunned. Her pink heart was pounding wildly, and she couldn't stop it. Her eyes were fixed on the two of them, and her breathing became tense. She was afraid that the two of them would really fight. What should she do then?

Her mind went blank.

"What...what...?"

Natsume Tsukiya's behavior was beyond her imagination. In her mind, if Akutsu grabbed her collar, Natsume's first reaction should have been to dodge, not to grab Akutsu's hand and throw him over her shoulder.

What's even more incomprehensible is that Akutsu, such a tall and strong man, was easily flipped and smashed to the ground by him, as if he were a sandbag.

also,

After being thrown, Akutsu must have been furious, and a conflict was inevitable. Natsume Tsuki should have been on edge, ready to react to any potential impact, but he acted as if nothing had happened, his body and demeanor relaxed...

it turns out,

Still spinning his racket, choosing who gets to serve?

How should I describe this person?

Shisaori couldn't think of anything.

In short.

Her worldview was also challenged by Natsume Tsuki.

",,,,,"

Fukawa and Izumi exchanged glances, all staring at Natsume Tsukiya and Akutsu. They were certain that Akutsu was about to hit someone, and they were all filled with apprehension.

Who knows,

Akutsu actually got up, stared at the overturned racket on the ground with the letters facing down, and revealed a wicked expression, saying:

"You brat, I'll beat you!"

"That depends on whether you have the ability."

Natsume Tsukiya bent down and picked up the racket without any warning.

Akutsu clenched his fists, his muscles bulging with anger, and walked toward the opposite court, his teeth grinding together.

What's this?

I used to be in the Taekwondo club,

Isn't that ringleader also a bully in private?

I'll join the Taekwondo club myself and beat him in his area of ​​expertise—that'll be more fun!!

Akutsu is known as a monster, but his thoughts are beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

but,

This guy from Hyotei is indeed stronger than Akutsu imagined. One move is not enough to convince him. What made him give up force was Natsume Tsukiya's calm and collected demeanor.

His anger was fully satisfied.

Akutsu unexpectedly lowered his body and began to twist from side to side.

"That weirdo Yamabuki, he actually does pre-match warm-up exercises?"

Shiba Saori felt like she had seen a ghost today. She and Inoue Mamoru had personally watched the entire match between Yamabuki and Seigaku. At that time, Akutsu not only did not warm up, but he also did not take it seriously. He was relying entirely on his innate talent to fight against Echizen Ryoma.

Although he lost the game, everyone had extremely high praise for him.

The tennis monthly magazine's report was even made into a booklet by that kid named Tan Taichi, a special highlight for Akutsu...

now,

This monster from Yamabuki is actually seriously doing leg stretches and warm-up exercises?

Unbelievable!

"I don't believe you have three heads and six arms."

Akutsu felt resentful towards those who had been beaten 6-0 by Natsume Tsukiya, but he also began to take tennis more seriously.

The impact of Natsume Tsukiya on him was considerable.

"Tap tap tap!"

After warming up, Akutsu stood in the backcourt and slammed the ball against his face, the tension in his hands conveying the force of his blows.

Everyone was worried for Natsume Tsukiya.

It's not that I'm afraid Natsume Tsukiya can't beat Akutsu; I'm afraid Akutsu might resort to underhanded tactics, after all, they've had dealings with people whose knees and ankles were crippled by Kirihara Akaya...

"call out!"

Without any effort, Akutsu, who possesses exceptional athletic talent, threw the ball high into the air. As he turned sideways and prepared to strike, he glanced at Natsume Tsukiya, whose perfect, remarkably elastic muscles were laid bare before everyone's eyes.

"Bang!"

The sound of the blow suddenly rang out. The exaggerated movements and the large arc of the blow were indeed completely unpredictable and beyond the reach of those who had acquired their skills later in life.

One ball was played.

Akutsu's entire body seemed to come alive, and without needing to concentrate, his body and steps were already preparing to retaliate.

Only he himself can feel this state.

Natsume Tsuki also returned the ball with a light, airy motion.

"You brat."

Akutsu, his anger tinged with the excitement of about to crush his enemy, leaped up, his body plummeting like a zombie, only to fall into the air. In mid-air, he suddenly spread his limbs and shouted;

"Don't get too cocky!!"

The tennis ball was sliced ​​off at an angle, a brutal aesthetic. It twisted and compressed, then suddenly shot out, spinning rapidly like a chainsaw, flashing towards a corner far from Natsume Tsukiya.

The momentum and power of this shot were so strong that it was visible to the naked eye, causing Bu Chuan and the others to secretly exclaim, "They scored!"

"Akuzu, he really shouldn't be underestimated."

"....."

"Bang!"

With a bang, dust rose.

The tennis ball landed, but with its remaining momentum, it soared outwards.

"They're about to score!"

Shiba Saori blinked nervously, secretly regretting her actions.

"It seems that Inoue-senpai's myth of not dropping a point since Hyotei is coming to an end..."

Deep down, she didn't want it to be like this, but the ball had already flown off the field and Natsume Tsuki was still standing still in the middle of the field, so Shiba Saori had no choice but to accept the fact with disappointment.

Akutsu wore a smug smile.

"Can't even get a single point, huh, a bunch of useless bastards!"

Suddenly,

A wisp of air, swirling like a nebula, spread from beneath Natsume Tsukiya's feet, gathering in all directions and extending outwards like tentacles.

The tennis ball that bounced out was actually slowly losing speed?

Akutsu frowned suddenly and looked closely. The ball was changing, as if something invisible was lifting and pushing it, and it began to move towards the field, closer to Natsume Tsukiya.

"what?"

Fukawa and Izumi looked at each other with suspicion, dumbfounded.

"It's not over yet?"

His surprise was no less than if he had seen his favorite beautiful woman rushing towards him.

.....

Unlike the group of people from Yulin who were full of voyeuristic curiosity, Shiba Saori was overjoyed and watched as the tennis ball spun towards Natsume Tsukiya.

"Bang!"

Natsume Tsukiya also launched a ball.

Even the surrounding airflow was turbulent and scattered by the racket.

Zhi Shazhi was naturally both surprised and delighted.

Akutsu looked quite displeased. He leaped forward with his long legs and shouted:

"Don't try that trick on me!!"

His voice was filled with anger and reproach.

Natsume Tsuki didn't care about the details. His goal was simple: since Akutsu had come to him, he had to deal with the problem. According to the three rules, as long as Akutsu couldn't cut any of his money, he would be victorious.

Regardless of his strength, people like to call this move "Tezuka Domain," but Natsume Tsuki doesn't quite like the name "Tezuka Domain." He has a more elegant idea: to call it:

—The Storm Nebula is split open!

Ok,

Nice name!

After all, I also put in one percent of my own effort.

Natsume's success philosophy is 100% replication plus 1% enhancement!

【Storm Nebula Rift】 can gather all the balls that everyone hits to its side, and the power increases with each recovery. Every bit of power will unknowingly accumulate on the opponent, like boiling a frog in water. By the time they realize it, they can no longer lift their racket!

Perfect! !

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"Bang!"

Natsume Tsukiya remained calm and composed, standing motionless in the same spot.

Akutsu frowned upon seeing this, but still swatted the ball towards the corner.

The ball, seemingly launched outwards, surged towards the magnetic Natsume Tsukiya as if drawn by iron.

Akutsu was stunned, and his brows furrowed even more.

Are you convinced?

I'm totally impressed!

"Bang!"

Natsume Tsukiya's playing style puzzled Shiba Saori and the others. It resembled the casual serve a coach gives when a primary school student plays tennis for the first time...

This feeling arose in everyone's mind.

Fukawa and Koizumi looked at each other in horror, and whispered:

"What on earth is Natsume Tsukiya of Hyotei up to?"

"Akuzu seems a little angry."

"If it were me, I would have given up long ago. Provoking Akutsu is not a good thing."

"But Natsume Tsukiya was able to trip Akutsu just now, he wasn't scared, was he...?"

. . . . .

Shiba Saori pouted, speechless: "This guy's playing style is way too casual."

She glanced at Akutsu and saw only his furrowed brows and angry eyes. A chill ran down her spine, and she thought to herself:

"What a terrifying person!"

Akutsu's fighting spirit surged to its fullest extent, and with just a few balls, Natsume Tsuki had enraged him. Man and bull were one, and with anger rising to his head, his strength reached its peak.

The ethereal, swirling breaths surrounding Natsume Tsukiya were magnified in Akutsu's pupils, breaking the strange circle, shattering Natsume Tsukiya's pride, and completely hitting his excitement point.

"Bang!"

I used ten points of strength, but this time I used nine.

Akutsu's inner turmoil erupted at this moment, and he was like a leaping tiger, with Natsume Tsuki being the martial arts master he was about to devour.

Its shape was extremely strange, which greatly surprised the group of people.

Akutsu is truly a genius in sports.

The shackles in my heart seemed to surge forth from this one ball, ready to destroy everything.

Hehehe~

Akutsu let out a monstrous laugh.

That sounds really creepy.

"Bang!"

Her pose was elegant, like snowflakes swirling in the wind. Natsume Tsuki also took a single shot, making Shiba Saori's heart flutter and her cheeks flush.

"Huh~~"

Fukawa and Izumi felt a jolt.

"Bang!"

Akutsu grew increasingly excited, letting out a loud, ghostly howl:

"Watch me break you!"

The force was immense, enough to make one's heart pound, but it had no effect whatsoever. The ball that flew out was still sucked back like a nebula, and Natsume Tsuki seemed to have transformed into the center of the universe.

"Akuzu, there's no shame in admitting defeat!"

Natsume Tsuki also laughed:

"To be precise, losing to Natsume isn't shameful!!"

"You brat, don't get cocky."

Akutsu's movements grew increasingly arrogant and unrestrained, the weight of his steps revealing the strength of his wrists.

This time, he no longer aimed at the edges.

His gaze narrowed abruptly, suddenly focusing on Natsume Tsukiya. With a wicked smile, he paused in mid-air for a moment before changing the direction of his attack.

Anyone could see that this ball was aimed directly at Natsume Tsukiya.

Shiba Saori couldn't help but shout:

"careful!!"