Chapter 141: Unbeatable Opponent

The tennis ball rolled on the ground; the referee looked sideways at Yuuki Satoru, looking at his face that was exactly the same as Sanada's, and reported the score with slight hesitation.

"Yuuki Satoru of Budongfeng Middle School scores, 15-0!"

"Don't stop."

His gaze sharp, 'Sanada Genichiro' stared straight at Sanada in the opposite half-court, the biting aura radiating from his whole body as if telling him.

"I want to crush the opponent in front of me without mercy."

Racket raised.

Boom!

With a flash, the tennis ball had already appeared in Sanada's half-court.

"The opponent's physical fitness is still above Sanada's."

Liu Lian Er's face was solemn.

That gorgeous wind-blown flame kept appearing in Sanada's mind, and a flame seemed to be jumping in the bottom of his eyes.

"【Wind】 and 【Fire】, a prairie fire..."

If it were just an impostor using his own moves to take his points.

But he couldn't violate his own heart.

'Sanada Genichiro' stared intently, a layer of red light covering his cold face.

Swift as the Wind, Slow as a Forest, Aggressive as Fire, Immovable as a Mountain.

"Although I never thought Wind, Forest, Fire, and Mountain had such a realm."

Yuuki Satoru leaned forward, rushing straight ahead.

Swish!

The tennis ball touched the ground, and Sanada appeared at the tennis ball's flight trajectory at the same time.

The tennis ball flew over the net, Sanada quickly returned to position; he forced himself to calm down, but his flickering gaze still exposed his heart that was hard to calm.

【Wind】 is difficult to deal with, not because of the super-fast ball speed, but because the terrifying high-speed racket swing makes the opponent unable to grasp the hitting point, causing the opponent to always be a beat slow when receiving the ball.

This is a terrifying move that possesses both 【Wind】 and 【Fire】.

Sanada's tennis system was forged by kendo, and the core true meaning comes from "The Art of War".

With a light shout, Yuuki Satoru's arm seemed to bring up a flame, and a layer of red light was dyed on the racket.

The tennis ball tore through the air, the sharp wind bringing up a stream of air whistling away.

"Swift as the Wind!"

For example...

"Aggressive as Fire!"

"Is this still Aggressive as Fire?!" The Rikkai group off the court was shocked; they were all shaken by this 'Sanada Genichiro's' surprise attack.

However, the current situation...

The sound of the tennis ball breaking through the air rang out one after another in his ears; Sanada looked at the himself on the opposite side, 'Sanada Genichiro's' racket swinging continuously.

Slow as a Forest.

"Well hit."

Whoosh~

The tennis ball carrying the gale was instantly shrouded in a group of scorching flames; the gale stirred the flames, and the tennis ball was volleyed back with an even more explosive momentum.

"This is, Prairie Fire!"

That Sanada wouldn't be so shocked; he would use his own way to crush the opponent head-on, proving the gap between the original and the pirated version.

And the next moment.

But when he saw it for the first time.

"30-0!"

These four although representing four different match rhythms, in Yuuki Satoru's view, Wind, Forest, Fire, and Mountain also have mutual generation and restraint.

In Sanada's waiting gaze, Yuuki Satoru's raised racket flashed instantly, his arm turning into a breeze, drawing a fiery long rainbow in front of him.

And that Prairie Fire...

Even if he didn't want to admit it, even if such a thought was extremely shameful.

Sanada is in danger...

The enemy he is about to face might be a himself with stronger physical fitness!

"I won't fall in the same place twice."

True meaning of military strategy, true meaning of kendo.

These were all displayed vividly in tennis, even Sanada thought this had already reached a flawless level.

Boom!

The racket followed Yuuki Satoru's fierce and violent posture, intercepting the tennis ball flashing in the air incomparably fiercely.

So 【Wind】, although it needs certain skills as a base, only by possessing super physical fitness can one fully exert the power of this move.

Wind helps the fire's momentum.

The racket stretched and sliced out.

Boom!

His arm muscles stretched and unfolded, his racket raised, Sanada's eyes opened suddenly, his arm flashed, and a sharp "Fast as Wind" return was completed.

According to the needs of the match situation, when attacking by surprise, like a gale swirling; when wearing down the opponent, like a forest unfolding slowly; when attacking fiercely, like a fire rushing; when defending, like a mountain standing tall.

【Wind】! 【Forest】! 【Fire】! 【Mountain】!

Every move and style couldn't find half a flaw, and the transformation between moves was seamless, smooth, and free.

Adding the characteristics of 【Wind】 to 【Fire】, such a whimsical superposition of characteristics—Sanada himself probably never even thought of such a thing.

Chirp, chirp.

I knew it.

This is the tennis path I have always longed for, always explored, and wanted to walk down deep in my heart!"

In the venue, those who could understand Sanada's mood at this moment were probably only the complex-looking Oshitari Yuushi and the flickering-eyed Niou Masaharu.

Swish~

"Aggressive as Fire!"

Sanada's racket lifted, a scorching red flame attached to it.

"Swift as the Wind!"

With a low roar, the racket swing was fast to the extreme, his arm flashing down quickly.

Under Sanada's calm eyes, a hot and scorching flame was hidden, and he also wanted to hit that move.

"Prairie Fire!"

Boom!

A loud sound, the gale and scorching flames on the tennis ball twisted and blended; compared to the separate 【Wind】 or 【Fire】, the power of this ball had a clear increase.

"Did he use it?"

Liu Lian Er leaned forward, his eyes that had been narrowed were already opened, casting a solemn gaze.

"Still a bit off, no, it's off by a lot."

On the side, Yukimura said coldly: "Although it has the form, it is limited to the form."

If it comes to the basics of tennis technique.

Due to his hand injury, Tezuka's footsteps were almost stagnant.

Although Shiraishi is famous for basic tennis, compared to Yukimura's ability to see through many national-level moves at a glance, he was still a bit off.

Others, although each has their own strengths, no one can compete with Yukimura in terms of tennis technique foundation.

It can be said that Yukimura is the number one person in tennis technique foundation among Japanese middle school students.

In his eyes, although the Prairie Fire displayed by Yuuki Satoru and Sanada looked similar, however, in terms of control over wind and fire, Yuuki Satoru, this imitator, far exceeded Sanada.

This is truly ironic.

"Half-baked moves will only lead to self-destruction!"

Looking at the crimson red in front of him, Yuuki Satoru scolded without mercy, perfectly displaying the domineering spirit of the court Emperor.

"Wind can help fire, but it can also extinguish fire!"

Swish!

Without the slightest politeness, Yuuki Satoru's right hand swung the racket, stirring up a gale, and went straight to meet the fire group.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~

Like a gale hitting his face, the ignited flames were blown away in the blink of an eye, leaving only one or two lonely sparks.

This crippled version of Prairie Fire fell into the racket face; in just an instant, the pale yellow tennis ball was revealed, the wind blowing out the candle flame, and the power dissipated.

Then.

Whoosh—

A whistling sound that made the eardrums ache rang out, the tennis ball was like an invisible wind blade, stirring up a cloud of dust, attacking Sanada.

"This is, Anti-Wind Extinguish Fire!"

Hitting a more powerful 【Wind】 to forcefully crush the power of 【Fire】, no longer using the mutual generation of attributes, but reflecting the characteristic of mutual restraint of attributes.

Facing the returned tennis ball, although Sanada was unwilling, he wouldn't easily let this ball leave.

"It's not over yet!"

With a low roar, Sanada stood on the ground with both feet, his racket raised, like a towering mountain standing on the court.

Boom!

A simple and unadorned earthy yellow fluctuation flashed on the racket, heavily intercepting in front of the tennis ball that was piercing through at high speed.

"Immovable as a Mountain!"

Sanada stepped forward, his waist and abdomen rotating to drive his arm and racket, integrating his whole body's strength, and barely returned this ball.

However, before he had time to complete the next interception preparation, 'Sanada Genichiro' had already appeared in mid-air in front of the net, only seeing his expression cold.

"Immovable as a Mountain? Not enough!"

The racket coiled with scorching flames, and at the same time, the 'Sanada Genichiro' in mid-air suddenly exposed the implication of 【Mountain】.

A mountain that is constantly accumulating power, but is about to erupt with flames with all its might in the next moment!

"This is, Lava Annihilation!"

Boom!

Like sparks flying during a volcanic eruption, the hot lava shot straight down, erupting with unimaginable terrifying momentum.

Sanada only felt the pressure pressing toward him, this was a loss of composure that hadn't even happened in front of Yukimura.

Boom... Pat...

"40-0!"

Boom!

Yuuki Satoru looked at the surging flames in front of him, the posture of heavy implication appeared immediately, this is Immovable as a Mountain; the racket stretched and sent out gently, like forest branches and leaves swaying slowly, this is Slow as a Forest.

The roots of the forest took root in the mountains.

Superimposing the characteristics of these two defensive true meanings of 【Mountain】 and 【Forest】, Sanada only felt that the Aggressive as Fire he hit fell into a vast world, unable to break free.

"Game, Budongfeng Middle School, Yuuki Satoru, 1-1!"

"So... so strong!"

Following the referee's voice, the crowd in the venue was stunned for a moment, then a burst of exclamations rang out.

The duel between Wind, Forest, Fire, and Mountain made people watch with great enjoyment, and Yuuki Satoru's display of the theory of mutual generation and restraint between Wind, Forest, Fire, and Mountain made everyone feel that this match was worth watching.

"This guy..."

"Really reminds me of some not-so-good memories."

Mouri Jusaburo, who had always had a playful expression, finally became serious, only seeing him grabbing his slightly curly hair, a look of distress appearing on his face.

Although that kid Sanada's personality didn't get along with his, his strength was really nothing to say, even he didn't dare to say he could win against the other party.

But the kid from Budongfeng called Yuuki Satoru still suppressed Sanada to death.

This feeling of being invincible...

Mouri Jusaburo seemed to have returned to his first year.

At that time...

In the Makitono Tennis Club, that terrifying man with golden hair was like this.

Although the two's methods were completely different, this domineering spirit of completely mastering the match was almost the same.

"Perhaps, Budongfeng will become the most troublesome enemy on Rikkai's road to three consecutive championships!"

He glanced at Yukimura beside him.

"Don't know if he can cut off the opponent's sharpness!"

Boom!

"Game, Budongfeng Middle School, Yuuki Satoru, 2-1!"

"Change sides~"

Boom!

"Game, Budongfeng Middle School, Yuuki Satoru, 3-1!"

"Damn it, Vice-Captain Sanada, don't let that guy be arrogant anymore!"

Watching Sanada retreat repeatedly, Kirihara Akaya shouted loudly, his gaze full of anxiety.

"Huff... noisy guy~"

Hearing the shouting in his ears, Sanada shouted in a hoarse voice, gripping his racket tightly, beads of sweat falling down.

After the exchange just now, Sanada found that he couldn't perfectly display the principle of mutual generation and restraint of Wind, Forest, Fire, and Mountain like the other party.

This is the gap in strength level.

Yuuki Satoru exceeded him by a notch in physical tempering and basic techniques.

Clearly the founder, yet he was walked ahead of by the imitator.

Truly ridiculous!

His breathing slowed down, but a chilling look appeared on Sanada's face, and the aura on his body changed accordingly.

Swift as the Wind, Slow as a Forest, Aggressive as Fire, Immovable as a Mountain.

Actually, there are two more sentences behind...

Although he wanted to save them for Tezuka, it seemed he couldn't hide them anymore!

"Sanada."

Yukimura noticed the change in Sanada's aura for the first time; from the other party's eyes, he seemed to see the appearance from two years ago again.

That was the match between Sanada and Tezuka.

A proud teenager met someone he wanted to spend his life surpassing.

And now, Sanada seemed to have returned to that day!

Suddenly.

Moving his gaze to the opposite side of the court, Yukimura's expression changed.

Tea-brown short hair, three-seven parted bangs combed to the right, a firm nose bridge with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, a tall and well-proportioned body wearing a blue and white team uniform.

That expression that didn't laugh, very serious, like an iceberg.

This is—

A light breeze blew the net.

Looking at the familiar figure on the opposite side, a subtle expression appeared on Sanada's face.

Surprise, confusion, subtle joy, all kinds of emotions intertwined together.

Then, the words that made his fighting spirit boil rang in his ears.

"Sanada, go with full concentration!" ===== CHAPTER 142 =====