Chapter 133

Whoosh!

The tennis ball drew a crescent moon and fell into the left half of the court.

"Been waiting for you!" Kamio Akira circled over from the other side.

Pulling his steps, his arm swung the racket out as if holding a long whip, lashing it out fiercely.

Boom!

A short, sharp whistling sound flashed by, and the tennis ball turned into a yellow light, shooting out of Rikkai's court.

"0-15."

"First, use Shitian Tie's Hadoukyuu and drop shots to mobilize me and Marui.

And sealing the net in advance...

Was just a decoy so Kamio Akira could successfully hit the Sonic Bullet."

Looking at the scuff marks left on the ground, Yanagi Renji opened his eyes slightly and whispered.

Pop!

The bubble shattered; Marui Bunta stuffed it back into his mouth to continue chewing, looking at the high-spirited Kamio Akira and Shitian Tie, his expression finally becoming serious.

"More capable than I imagined!"

Just as the ball shadow passed the net...

Swish!

Marui Bunta suddenly leaned forward, his right leg lunging forward, the calf muscle lines clear and smooth; at the same time, his left hand resting on the racket frame let go, and the racket followed through with a slice.

Uchimura Kyosuke said in surprise.

Whoosh!

The tennis ball immediately shot back, landing precisely in the middle of Kamio Akira and Shitian Tie.

Pop pop!

Boom!

"0-30."

One could see his arm curling, his muscles wriggling slowly, the knotted muscle lines forging a lean body.

Boom!

He took a big step, swung his arm fiercely, and slammed the racket down, only he didn't continue to use the Hadoukyuu.

He was about to make a move!

Knees slightly bent, head held high looking at the incoming ball, racket held backhand to his side.

In front of them, the Hadoukyuu was not a move difficult to return, it just required a little more thought.

Under the sunlight, four black wristbands drew a parabola in the air, falling toward the empty ground.

Feeling the violent force coming from his arm, Yanagi Renji frowned, while slightly lowering the angle of his racket, letting this intensely spinning tennis ball roll a distance on the racket face.

"What a powerful Hadoukyuu."

Repeatedly using the Hadoukyuu would not only fail to let Budongfeng control the initiative of the match but would instead increase the burden on his own arm; it was better to wait for the right time to seek an opportunity to reorganize the offensive.

"Such slender arms, yet they easily returned Ishida's Hadoukyuu!"

"That is my younger brother."

Boom!

A crisp sound came, and the tennis ball sank into the racket face crisply.

Creak.

Shitian Tie squeezed the tennis ball in his hand, glanced at Yanagi Renji's position, and tossed the ball.

"This kind of power-type tennis really isn't likable."

"Finally starting to get serious."

The two cooperated tacitly, always stabilizing their formation.

"I'm taking this ball!"

In everyone's eyes, this seemingly casual swing erupted with terrifying power that could not be ignored; the violently surging fluctuation rotation made one's heart tremble.

However, Shitian Tie did not hesitate, moving quickly along the baseline, while Kamio Akira guarded the net, unmoving.

Boom!

"Game, Budongfeng Middle School, Kamio Akira, Shitian Tie, 1-0."

When the tennis ball was about to descend, the racket swung out with a gust of wind, hitting the tennis ball seemingly casually.

These two were Shiraishi Kuranosuke and Ishida Gin who rushed over from Osaka.

Watching the tennis ball flying rapidly, Marui Bunta chewed his gum confidently, with a smile on his face.

Boom!

"15-30."

The two from Rikkai were different from any opponents they had encountered before.

Seeing the dust kicked up, Kamio Akira's gaze was dim, his heart tightening slightly.

After returning, he looked at the receiving side again.

Boom!

An incomparably heavy hitting sound rang out.

And at this time.

Ishida Gin put his hands together and replied in a deep voice.

Shiraishi wanted to understand the strength of Kanto schools to prepare for the upcoming National Competition. And Ishida Gin wanted to see the current situation of his younger brother.

Tap tap.

Outside the court, a young man with a white bandage on his left arm and brown messy hair looked at his companion: "Gin, is this your younger brother?"

Unlike Shitian Tie's lean appearance, Ishida Gin was burly and sturdy, his bald head shining in the sun; his posture looked like a martial monk, not like a student.

After neutralizing the tricky fluctuation, he swung his racket at the right time.

"Change courts."

Pop!

A sharp slice flew rapidly toward the opposite court, but while flying over the net, it happened to hit the white edge.

Then, in the horrified eyes of everyone, the tennis ball actually...

Rolled along the net!

"0-15."

"It's... it's appeared, the 'Masterpiece'~!"

Seeing the rare situation on the court, Akutagawa Jiro shouted excitedly, even leaning half his body out of the railing, showing no sign of sleepiness.

Seeing this, Oshitari Yuushi held his forehead helplessly.

Ever since Jiro lost to Marui Bunta in the autumn rookie tournament last year, the other party had become his goal to strive for.

He would be dozing off during Ice Emperor's club activity time, but after it ended, he would still take the train to Rikkai to sneak a peek at others' practice.

Clearly being their own main player, yet becoming a fanboy of a Rikkai player; this is really...

Watching Akutagawa Jiro's excited appearance, Oshitari Yuushi couldn't help but feel a tightness in his chest, but at the same time, there was a bit of regret.

If Jiro didn't have the habit of being sleepy, his level wouldn't be any worse than Marui Bunta's.

What a pity.

Boom!

The white headband jumped on the court, Shitian Tie pulled backhand, and the tennis ball flew toward the opposite court instantly.

"Still no good, the ball path at this position will definitely be blocked by Rikkai's frontcourt player using that move..."

Shiraishi's eyes flickered; with his match experience, even if he only saw it once, he already roughly knew the usage area of Marui Bunta's net-crossing ball.

Sure enough, as he expected.

Before the tennis ball could fly over the net, a head of gorgeous red hair quietly appeared at the net.

Swish!

Accompanied by the racket cutting skillfully, the tennis ball rolled along the net again.

Masterpiece·Tightrope Walking!

Only this time!

Whoosh—

At the net, another head of dark red hair suddenly fluttered, and the black collar pulled out a blurry afterimage.

"Using the same move twice is no fun!"

The tennis ball fell slowly, a racket appeared underneath it, Kamio Akira shouted loudly, and pulled his arm upward!

Boom!

The tennis ball flew high, and hearing Kamio Akira's words, Marui Bunta's footsteps paused, his eyes narrowing slightly.

The next second.

"What an arrogant kid!"

The bright yellow uniform was very dazzling under the sun; Marui Bunta suddenly jumped into mid-air, his muscles tense, and the racket in his hand slammed down fiercely toward the tennis ball.

Boom!

The tennis ball flew toward the left side, but this angle would clearly fly out of bounds!

"What a pity, it's out... wh-what?!"

The audience who had just judged the fate of this ball suddenly had a look of shock; this tennis ball that should have been out actually hit the net post, and then, like a joke, fell inside the court.

Masterpiece·Pillar Support!

"Th-this is too coincidental..."

Watching the slowly falling tennis ball, everyone sighed.

"This is no coincidence!"

Unexpectedly, Kamio Akira was not deceived by the illusion that it was going out; the moment the tennis ball hit the net post, he had already appeared in the left half of the court.

Boom!

A sudden strike pierced through Marui Bunta's side; beside his suddenly widened eyes, red hair strands were blown by the force of the tennis ball.

"15-15."

The umpire's verdict fell, and Kamio Akira stood straight at the net.

"After hitting the net, the tightrope-walking net-crossing ball;

The ball that seems destined to fly out of bounds but actually returns to the court by hitting the net post..."

He looked straight at Marui Bunta, listing the opponent's moves one by one.

"I'm really sorry, in order to defeat you Rikkai, we spent a lot of energy to find the countermeasures for these moves."

"And as long as I have your information,

You will never be able to break through my speed blockade again!"

Hearing Kamio Akira's words, which were almost a declaration of victory, Marui Bunta finally raised his head, but there was no panic on his face about his special moves being broken; instead, he curled up a playful smile.

"Are you talking about information?"

Turning his head slightly, he glanced at the calm Yanagi Renji behind him:

"Then I'll have to wait and see~"

The verbal exchange lasted only a moment, and both sides reorganized their respective formations.

"As expected of the king, Rikkai; a few words really can't disturb the opponent's state of mind."

Kamio Akira's heart stirred, and he immediately forgot the previous conversation.

Knees slightly bent, upper body leaning forward, preparing to start the next wave of offensive.

Swish.

Shitian Tie's arm lifted.

Boom!

Boom!

"30-15."

Boom!

"30-30."

After the previous mutual probing, both sides stopped holding back; as Rikkai's premier volleying genius, Marui Bunta finally showed his due strength.

Although the Masterpiece·Tightrope Walking and the Pillar Support were stunning, they were just products of his flashes of inspiration.

What truly put Marui Bunta on the throne of the number one volleyer was his impeccable net strength, as well as his genius-shining net volleys that were like an antelope hanging its horns.

One person, one racket, one bubble.

It was like a budding fortress standing in front of the net.

And Kamio Akira did not go back on the declaration he just made.

Facing the storm-like volleys, he turned into a firefighter on the court, intercepting one fierce attack after another with a speed that ordinary people could not reach.

"Kamio, who possesses super-fast speed, and the younger brother of Gin, who is also good at power tennis."

Shiraishi rubbed his chin with interest, a different color appearing in his eyes, and the scene of Budongfeng colliding with Shitenhoji couldn't help but emerge in his mind.

"That scene might be exceptionally intense..."

Boom!

Shitian Tie turned and hit, holding the racket with both hands and smashing the tennis ball out fiercely, kicking up a violent wave.

Swish swish.

Yanagi Renji, who had had no presence until now, suddenly opened his eyes.

Rushing forward, suddenly meeting the incoming ball, he swung his racket and lowered the front end to the lowest point.

"It's a topspin ball!"

Shitian Tie clearly captured the opponent's movements, stopped his body, and raised his racket to prepare for a return.

However.

Yanagi Renji's movement suddenly changed, from a drive to a slice.

Boom!

A yellow light attacked the baseline directly, fast and urgent.

This was a fast slice that looked like a topspin ball but was actually a direct hit to the baseline.

Shitian Tie's body stiffened.

This sudden change of move left him unable to react in time.

However, Kamio Akira quickly filled the loophole, tensed his arm fiercely, and swung the racket out rapidly.

Sonic Bullet!

At the moment of hitting the ball, he converted all his body's strength and the accumulated momentum into the kinetic energy of the tennis ball, making it erupt with an astonishing speed that was difficult for the naked eye to distinguish.

Boom!

After landing, the tennis ball bounced high, hitting the wire fence behind the two Rikkai players, and a clear shaking sound came.

"Game, Budongfeng Middle School, Kamio Akira, Shitian Tie, 3-2."

"Change courts."

Sideline rest area.

"The data is complete."

Before the water in his mouth was swallowed, Yanagi Renji's voice came to his ears.

Hearing this, Marui Bunta let out a long breath and stretched comfortably.

"Seriously, didn't expect Renji to take so long; Budongfeng is indeed much more troublesome than imagined."

Although he said so, there was a bit of ease in his tone.

After all, as long as the data collection was completed, Yanagi was undoubtedly one of Rikkai's Big Three.

On the other side.

Looking at the two people opposite, a dim light flashed in Kamio Akira's eyes.

"I said it long ago, we spent a lot of energy to find the means to deal with you..."