Chapter 199: Eagle Eye, Swift as the Wind, The Court's Only Flaw

"Four of them are playing Double‑2!?"

A murmur erupted in the stands outside the court.

To know, Sanada Genichiro and Ju Juping are each the second‑most important player in their own teams; if placed in another school, they'd be outright department‑head level figures, the nation's top singles players.

Putting such players into a doubles match would be sheer waste!

Even excluding them, the other two aren't simple either.

Qie Yuan Chi Ye rarely appears, but whenever he does, his performance shines; his play is fierce and brutal, fast‑paced, and each match ends within fifteen minutes—his tennis skill is not to be underestimated.

And Budongfeng's Yiwu Shen Si has proven himself match after match; his superb tennis technique has won over opponents and spectators alike, making him one of the nationally‑ranked players recognized by all schools in this competition.

That is to say.

This doubles match has gathered two national‑top players.

One national‑level player.

And another player whose level is close to, if not, national standard!

Fingers on the racket, a forceful twist—

Budongfeng intends to clinch the three middle matches in one go to claim the championship, while Rikai Da, with its flawless player lineup, has placed an unmanageable opponent in every match.

Swish.

The tennis ball lifts off the ground, spinning rapidly.

Rikai Da's two‑time national champion, with no blind spots!

After confirming the first‑game serve belongs to Rikai Da, his expression cold, he walks alone toward Budongfeng's half‑court.

Sanada moves to the left service box, and Ju Juping takes the backcourt, ready to receive the serve.

"After our surprise attack, Rikai Da no longer intends to give the opponent any opening."

"You can only flaunt your swagger now; I will definitely crush you."

"Rikai Da Affiliated Middle School's Sanada Genichiro scores, 15‑0!"

Even before the match starts, they can clearly feel the tense atmosphere on both sides.

"Honestly, the battle is about to ignite," Ice Emperor and his group say from a prime viewing platform overlooking below.

Sanada locks eyes directly with Ju Juping.

"Never thought the opponent would be you; I've long wanted to face the famed Emperor."

The audience gapes in astonishment, filled with anticipation yet unable to believe it.

Upon hearing that, Ju Juping's aura surges; their gazes meet as if blades clash, sparks flying.

Clack

The racket falls; Yiwu Shen Si lifts his eyes slightly, taking in Qie Yuan's threat, yet he completely ignores the provocation.

"This is the level of the National Competition finals! Incredible—"

With Ji Bu's lingering doubt, the match officially begins!

"The match begins, with Rikai Da Affiliated Middle School's Sanada Genichiro serving. End of the first game."

Bang!

Even the swing of the racket is hard to discern; a crisp ringing is heard, and in an instant, a stretched yellow blur flashes past Yiwu Shen Si's side.

No wonder he's the Emperor of Rikai Da.

Facing the challenge, the Emperor's response is especially domineering.

Ju Juping's fierce eyes shine, his bold, unrestrained aura unabashed, his war‑filled gaze fixed directly on Sanada across the net.

"Just… who can win?"

"R—such a lavish lineup, to play Double‑2!!?"

When the Double‑2 lineup takes the stage, both sides' calculations are laid bare.

Yiwu Shen Si's eyes grow ever deeper; at this swing speed, even the ball's contact point is hard to judge, let alone predict the precise tennis trajectory in advance.

After a point ends, the formation on the court shifts.

"Oh, is that so?"

Swish~

A pale‑yellow tennis ball silently soars into the air; his whole body tenses instantly, then his arm swings swiftly, the racket leaving a terrifying afterimage.

"Is this its speed like the wind?"

Beside him, Qie Yuan Chi Ye is equally active, his gaze fixed on the silent Yiwu Shen Si, a cold finger tracing his neck, his cruel expression brimming with threat.

Ji Bu narrows his eyes, a flash of cold light passing through his pupils.

"You'd better give it your all, or this match will end quickly!"

Qie Yuan grits his teeth, red streaks of blood appearing in his eyes, his breath savage.

"This time, I'll crush you!"

At the net.

Bang. Bang.

His torso slightly bent, his palm presses the tennis ball firmly on the ground twice; Sanada lifts his gaze, his eyes under the brim flashing coldly at the opponent's silhouette.

From the opening, Sanada launches an unreserved "Wind‑Forest‑Fire‑Mountain" offensive.

"Hmph, Qiansui Qianli has already lost to me, and you'll follow in his footsteps."

Seeing this, the audience confirms they heard correctly, their eyes lighting up, faces beaming with excitement.

Until the four slowly step onto the competition arena.

Swish!

His arm swings down, the racket instantly turning into a sharp, brisk wind.

Bang!

Its speed is like the wind!

Sanada's serve was flawless; not only was its speed impeccable, but even at such high velocity, the tennis ball was precisely pressed onto the outer corner's boundary line.

"Just with this move, it's hard to defeat me."

Momentum erupted, Ju Juping's steps were wildly unrestrained, and he strode forward in great strides, straight to the ball's landing spot.

"Ha!"

With a low growl, his arm muscles slightly bulged, swinging the racket diagonally straight, and the tennis ball, barely catchable by the naked eye, suddenly appeared at the racket's face.

Bang!

Accompanied by a fierce strike sound, the tennis ball shot out a violent, sharp streak of light across the court, charging straight toward the net‑side of Qie Yuan.

"This guy!"

Seeing the ball surge, Qie Yuan caught Ju Juping's confident smile and instantly realized the opponent was targeting his weak point.

"How dare you underestimate me, bastard—"

He quickly sidestepped, and the moment his racket rose, his eyes instantly turned blood‑red, entering a congested crimson‑eyed state.

"Provoking that brat is not a wise choice."

In the Li Hai squad, Marui Bunta blew bubbles, muttering indistinctly.

However.

Snap!

In the next instant, his bubble burst abruptly due to the changes on the court.

"It's not that simple!"

Seeing Qie Yuan prepare to receive, Ju Juping glared, and a scarlet flame instantly spread.

Roar!

In an instant, Qie Yuan seemed to see a lion roaring at him; his mind went blank, his body stiffened for a moment, and even the blood‑red in his eyes faded a bit.

Swish swish swish!

At the same time, as the tennis ball crossed the net, it split into countless ball shadows that fluttered away from Qie Yuan's side.

Budongfeng Middle School's Ju Juping scores, 15‑15!

Lion's Roar·Furious Lion's Bellow!

"The fusion of Wildness and the ultimate move has deepened by another layer." Looking at the soaring Ju Juping on the court, Jiecheng Wu smiled faintly.

He first mastered the Wildness stance, then gradually merged the ultimate move with Wildness, whereas Ju Juping reversed that process.

Though the order differs, the opponent is also steadily advancing on this path.

Bang!

"Li Hai Affiliated Middle School's Sanada Genichiro scores, 30‑15!"

Bang!

"Budongfeng Middle School's Ju Juping scores, 30‑30!"

Sanada continued his efficient, precise serves; his wind‑like rapid serves kept scoring against Yiwu Shen Si, while Ju Juping launched counterattacks against net‑side Qie Yuan, always ensuring his returns earned points.

For a moment, both sides entered a tug‑of‑war in the first set.

"Two first‑year players have become each team's weak spots; both sides are targeting them for points, and the national‑level Yiwu"

The murmurs from the audience had not yet ceased.

Facing Sanada's wind‑like speed, Yiwu Shen Si finally reacted.

"So fast, so fast that I still can't find your hitting timing."

With a calm glint in his eyes, Yiwu Shen Si rushed straight toward the center line, his gaze sweeping; at the instant the tennis ball bounced off the ground, he precisely captured the fleeting ball shadow.

"But from the Eagle Eye perspective, the ball's trajectory is crystal clear!"

Yiwu Shen Si swiftly swung his arm, the racket coldly snatched the tennis ball, and he forcefully pulled it straight upward.

Bang!

The tennis ball instantly manifested a ball shadow and rapidly reversed, flying back.

Yet Yiwu Shen Si did not halt his steps; after the return, he surged forward at lightning speed.

"Too slow!"

Without any hesitation, Sanada quickly advanced his footwork, as if Qie Yuan's successful return had no effect on him.

Slash—

He side‑slid to the ball's landing spot, his raised arm swinging down like a hurricane in an instant.

Bang!

Again wind‑like fast, the ball's speed was exaggerated, arriving at the net in the blink of an eye.

But.

"I see it clearly!"

Yiwu Shen Si barked coldly, maintaining the Eagle Eye view; the wind‑like speed offered him no concealment.

Bang!

His arm curled the racket, abruptly cutting forward; a pale yellow cold light flashed out from beneath Qie Yuan's unsuspecting foot.

"Advantage, Budongfeng Middle School!"

At this moment, due to Yiwu Shen Si, the previously balanced match finally broke.

"Really…?"

Watching the rolling tennis ball off‑court, Qie Yuan's face turned very grim; his palm tightened the racket, his knuckles whitening.

But when he turned his head.

Yiwu Shen Si and Ju Juping stood firmly in front of the net, four eyes filled with Wild Instinct Aura stared fixedly at himself, causing a chill.

In Qieyuan's mind, an absurd thought involuntarily arose.

"Now, there is only one loophole left on the court."