Chapter 171

Swish.

His slender fingers gripped the handle tightly, his left hand followed to overlap, and together they pressed forward with force; the violently spinning tennis ball was returned by Yiwu Shen Si across the net.

Whoosh!

The pale yellow shadow of the ball flew almost flush against the edge of the net, but a figure suddenly appeared in front of it.

"Not bad, to actually be able to receive my serve. Pity, that's all you're capable of~"

Taiwan Daji grinned, revealing his stark white teeth, his eyes fixed intently on Yiwu Shen Si, who had successfully returned the Bullet Serve; the opponent hadn't even had time to retract his racket yet.

"This is the true finishing move. Watch me crush you!"

Tap, tap!

His feet pushed off the ground, his body leaned forward rapidly, and his racket sliced out sharply, grazing the tennis ball as it flew over the net and began to descend.

Sha!

A tricky and sharp intercepting kill shot pierced directly through Yiwu Shen Si's backhand baseline corner; the tennis ball flew diagonally, grazing past.

"Point to Taiwan Daji of Shishile Middle School, 15-0."

Outside the court, the members of Shishile Middle School pumped their fists and shouted, their eyes filled with excitement: "Keep it up, take that brat down in one go, finish him off—"

The racket was raised high, both hands gripping the handle, and in Yiwu Shen Si's calm gaze, the tennis ball was currently bouncing high, flying toward him.

Tap.

Puchi.

The tennis ball flashed across the ground and vanished, leaving a black mark behind.

"It's here, Taiwan's Bullet Serve!"

Jiecheng Wu crossed his arms over his chest, his gaze bright; after reaching the national level, Shen Si had also begun to need to build and fill out his own tennis system.

At the same time.

With a low roar, Taiwan Daji leaped into the air, his racket slamming down hard on the tennis ball.

Although Taiwan Daji was still far from the national level, among players of Kansai-level strength, he could be considered quite skilled.

"C-Curve Shot."

Taking his teammate's shouts into his ears, Taiwan Daji lowered his gaze, a confident smile on his face.

"Taiwan's condition seems pretty good!"

In Taiwan Daji's confident gaze, a figure suddenly appeared at the landing spot of the tennis ball, and his expression shifted slightly.

Compared to the liveliness of Shishile, the Budongfeng side appeared very calm.

That move, which was like a bullet shot, was still somewhat interesting.

"Those guys are really noisy."

Although Yiwu Shen Si was already trailing by two games, there wasn't a hint of worry on his face.

"That first-year brat on the other side has no chance at all, we're guaranteed to win, hahaha!"

His bullet return, like the bullet serve, utilized the spin imparted to the tennis ball as it left the racket, reducing air resistance to achieve the goal of increasing speed.

At the same time.

Swish!

The tennis ball flew up again; he wanted to finish it in one go and defeat the brat on the other side directly.

Seeing Yiwu Shen Si's fierce backhand pull, Taiwan Daji didn't panic at all.

Boom!

His arm stretched out, Taiwan Daji swung fiercely in front of the net, the tennis ball grazing the air like a bullet, leaving a trail of fire.

The violent spin also gave the tennis ball greater power. Even if the opponent could successfully return it, they would experience a momentary stiffness after the return.

However, Shen Si should have seen enough of this stuff by now.

"Haa!"

"Heh."

His feet tapped, and the moment the racket face touched the tennis ball, Yiwu Shen Si twisted his body, using his torso to drive the racket and return this powerful, spinning tennis ball.

"Game, Taiwan Daji of Shishile Middle School, score 2-0."

Seeing this smooth start, the members of the Shishile Tennis Club were exceptionally enthusiastic.

And he would seize this opportunity to quickly approach the net, intercepting and killing the ball before the opponent could react.

"It's useless!"

Neicun Jingjie picked at his ear, his little finger flicking lightly, drawing a yellow arc in mid-air, his eyes beneath the brim of his cap glancing slightly toward the Shishile direction.

Seeing the situation on the court, the members of Shishile Middle School all wore confident smiles.

"Taiwan, well played!"

"I told you, leave it to me!"

"Heh, Neicun, just let them talk, anyway..."

Behind the baseline, a cold, light huff was emitted from Yiwu Shen Si's nostrils.

"They won't be happy for much longer."

The referee turned to see the ball mark inside the line, waved his arm, and announced the score.

Boom!

A violently spinning yellow beam of light twisted and flew out.

Watching Shen Si silently return to the baseline, Shenwei Ming smiled lightly, then a cold look flashed across his face.

Swish.

He stepped to the side, knees slightly bent, lowering his center of gravity while his arm muscles tightened instantly.

Scritch!

The racket drew a large 'C' in mid-air, the violently spinning tennis ball falling into the racket face, unable to break free like a fish caught in a net.

Immediately after.

A yellow beam of light suddenly appeared on the court, and in the astonished gazes of the crowd, the tennis ball bounced violently and irregularly against the ground, passing straight through the crotch of Taiwan Daji, who was approaching the net.

"The ball didn't bounce back, it actually rolled all the way over..."

Taiwan Daji looked at the tennis ball rolling behind him, his face full of disbelief; this brat could actually pull off such a cool tennis technique?!

Boom!

The tennis ball sped along the ground, passing by Taiwan Daji's feet.

"Game, Yiwu Shen Si of Budongfeng Middle School, 3-2!"

"Change sides."

Taiwan Daji brushed past Yiwu Shen Si at the side of the court; now he no longer had the confidence and arrogance he had at the start. Since the third game, he hadn't scored a single point.

"Damn it, what is this C-Curve Shot, it makes it impossible for me to approach the net..."

He cursed inwardly, wondering why his own moves were being countered by this guy.

"Match continues!"

The one-and-a-half-minute break ended, and the referee looked at both players, urging the match to begin.

Boom!

Toss the ball, jump, swing the racket to hit the ball.

The entire serving process was incredibly fluid; Yiwu Shen Si's movements were concise but lost not a single bit of power.

"Don't think I only have the Bullet Serve!"

Moving his legs rapidly, Taiwan Daji caught up to the tennis ball, gritting his teeth as he looked at Yiwu Shen Si's position.

Swish!

The racket moved from bottom to top, brushing hard against the bouncing tennis ball, and the fierce topspin ball attacked toward the baseline position.

Boom!

Yiwu Shen Si's reaction was faster; with a backhand slice, he turned the tennis ball into a backspin, flying over the net at an extremely low arc.

"Taiwan has successfully approached the net!"

Seeing Taiwan Daji's movement, the hearts of the Shishile Middle School crowd tightened.

However, he didn't launch an intercepting attack; instead, he used his thick arm to drive the racket and gently nudged it forward.

Ping!

A crisp sound came, and the clever drop shot slowly crossed the net.

"Good shot!"

A cheer came from off the court.

However, Yiwu Shen Si had long since sensed the opponent's intention; the moment the tennis ball flew over the net, he was already there waiting.

Boom!

His arm swung upward, and the tennis ball flew high into the air.

"I've been waiting for you!"

With a shout, Taiwan Daji stomped his feet and leaped into mid-air, his eyes staring fiercely at Yiwu Shen Si below.

Didn't expect this, did you? Besides the Bullet Serve, I also have the Bullet Smash, and unlike the Bullet Serve, which focuses on hindering the opponent's return, the Bullet Smash can push my power to the limit.

"Watch me knock your racket down!"

Boom!

His waist and back bent suddenly, his racket slammed into the tennis ball, and a yellow beam of light shot down from mid-air, spinning with an unstoppable momentum.

"Still the same stuff, there's no difference at all."

His eyes flickered slightly, Yiwu Shen Si tapped his toes, his body retreating rapidly; seeing this astonishing strike, his expression didn't change in the slightest.

Boom! Tap, tap!

When the tennis ball landed and bounced violently, Yiwu Shen Si immediately stopped his retreat, his body swayed, his right foot stomped heavily on the ground, and he leaped into the air toward the front.

His sharp eyes swept over the rapid tennis ball, Yiwu Shen Si's muscles tightened, and using his wild instinct to capture the timing precisely, he slammed his racket down sharply on the bouncing tennis ball!

Boom!

With an explosive sound and his clothes fluttering, a yellow beam of light grazed Taiwan Daji's cheek; the next second, a burning pain spread across his cheek.

"He actually used a smash to return my smash!"

It was the height of summer in August, yet a cold sweat suddenly broke out on Taiwan Daji's forehead; he looked up, and that black figure with deep blue hair suddenly rushed into his eyes.

Cold, sharp, a terrifying wild aura diffused from the opponent's body, making one's hair stand on end.

Less than ten minutes.

Boom!

Accompanied by the final golden beam of light flying high into the sky, the Singles No. 3 match was completely over.

"Game, Yiwu Shen Si of Budongfeng Middle School, 6-2!"

"Match over, won by Yiwu Shen Si of Budongfeng Middle School, total score 1-0."

"H-how can there be such a strong first-year..."

With a clatter.

The racket fell to the ground, Taiwan Daji looked at Yiwu Shen Si's indifferent expression with vacant eyes; it turned out that from the very beginning, he was just a clown.

The match didn't stop because of Taiwan Daji's loss of composure, and the Doubles No. 2 match began quickly.

However, the match ended just as quickly.

Shenwei Ming's god-like speed combined with Shitian Tie's wild strength, and their coordination crushed the Shishile Middle School doubles pair from every aspect.

Although Shishile was famous nationwide for its doubles, unfortunately, ever since Ju Juping and Qiansui Qianli left, they hadn't found a second suitable doubles pair in this generation.

In twenty minutes, the result of the match was already out.

"Game, Shenwei Ming and Shitian Tie of Budongfeng Middle School, 6-2!"

"Match over, won by Shenwei Ming and Shitian Tie of Budongfeng Middle School, total score 2-0."

"Budongfeng..."

Gao Cang Jingfu felt a chilling aura, his eyes cold as knives, his momentum rising, forcing the surrounding crowd to step back.

He was filled with anger, yet unable to understand.

Why... why would the former Kyushu hegemon, the national runner-up powerhouse, now decline into such a state in his hands?!

Was the glory of Shishile Middle School really going to be thrown away by him!

"Singles No. 2 match begins, Ju Juping of Budongfeng Middle School versus Gao Cang Jingfu of Shishile Middle School!"

"Match start!"