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Chapter 2

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The character template currently loaded by Yuuki Satoru is 【Shinji Koganei】.

Shinji Koganei is a substitute small forward for Seirin High School, possessing decent athletic nerves.

Although he is not particularly outstanding among a group of gifted players, he belongs to the type who can do everything but is not specialized in anything.

However, in the final match between Seirin High School and Rakuzan High School, he displayed his highlight moment, baring the fangs of a beast while facing the emperor-like aura of Akashi, and fought for precious time for Seirin's final victory.

This kind of character template, with a low initial threshold but possessing a certain amount of potential, was quite suitable for Yuuki Satoru when he had just awakened the memories of his past life.

After the character template was successfully loaded, Yuuki Satoru originally wanted to pursue a career in basketball; after all, his "golden finger" belonged to the basketball system, and playing basketball would definitely be the simplest sport for him.

But reality went against his wishes.

Perhaps because of the overlapping of memories from his past life and his current life, his not-yet-fully-developed body could not process the massive memories of two lifetimes.

Yuuki Satoru was always in a dazed state, as if he were drunk; his brain was wrapped in a layer of fog, and he could not concentrate.

Occasionally, when walking, his mind would wander, and he would accidentally bump into passersby; if he was unlucky, he would walk straight into a large tree or a straight streetlamp pole by the side of the road.

In such a state, there was simply no way to play basketball. Yuuki Satoru once felt desperate, feeling only that heaven was playing a joke on him.

Until one day, Yuuki Satoru came into contact with tennis for the first time.

The moment he stood on the tennis court, the world before his eyes suddenly became clear.

The sounds in his ears were no longer noisy, the layer of fog blinding his brain was swept away by a clear breeze, and the bottom of his heart became as clear as lake water.

Tennis allowed him to return to a normal life once again.

From then on, Yuuki Satoru began to walk the path of playing tennis, and after comparing the memories of his two lives, he was surprised to discover that the world he was in was actually the world of The Prince of Tennis.

In this way, Yuuki Satoru completely solidified his idea of playing tennis.

He wanted to clash with geniuses from all walks of life, stand at the pinnacle of the nation, and take in the scenery of the world!

Although the basketball knowledge and techniques in the character template could not be directly copied to tennis, the core skills of the character could still play a role in tennis.

【Foundation】, passive skill, cyan grade.

Effect: When learning basic techniques for various sports, training efficiency is doubled; its effect decreases as the proficiency of the technique increases.

Over the past six months or so, Yuuki Satoru has been learning basic techniques at the tennis club, practicing extra after class, and persisting in daily physical training.

Under the blessing of the passive effect of 【Foundation】, Yuuki Satoru's proficiency in various tennis techniques improved rapidly, and he could see obvious changes almost every few days, which made the club's coach praise him repeatedly.

Besides this, he also constantly looked for people to compete with at street-side tennis courts, quickly transforming the foundation accumulated in training into ability that could be used in actual combat through matches.

Training, matches.

Matches, training.

Repeating this cycle, in just over six months, he went from a tennis novice to a player who possessed a certain degree of dominance even in tournaments at the level of the Metropolitan Tournament.

Due to his hard training, his five-dimensional data even completely surpassed 【Shinji Koganei】, and the character template finally only had the "Wildness" puzzle piece left.

"【Wildness·Mountain Cat】, active skill (not mastered), the grade is silver, which is one level higher than the passive skill 【Foundation】."

Effect: Concentration enters a higher level, stimulating the predator's nature hidden deep in the body, and handing the body over to instinct."

Yuuki Satoru carefully examined the description of the Wildness skill and was very envious of the skill effect described on the panel.

The reason Shinji Koganei could still have the courage to make a move while standing in front of Akashi was because he possessed wildness.

As long as he mastered the Wildness skill, he would surely be able to possess the strength to step into the Kanto level.

It's just that...

"Low-intensity matches are already very difficult to bring me pressure," Yuuki Satoru whispered.

The gap in strength between tennis players does not just depend on power, speed, and technique.

The level of cognition regarding tennis also determines the outcome of a match.

And his consciousness had already surpassed most people at the street-side tennis courts; often, just one glance was enough to understand the opponent's next plan, thereby grasping the direction of the match.

Therefore, even though he had played seven matches in a row just now, it only consumed a little more physical strength.

Yuuki Satoru rubbed his brow and withdrew his gaze from the virtual template.

After pondering for a moment, he already had a rough plan in his heart for the upcoming training arrangements.

The matches at the street-side tennis courts could be stopped for the time being; there were no strong opponents in this vicinity, and the act of bullying novices would not improve his strength.

On the contrary, always being immersed in the joy of "smurfing" would only let the pearl gather dust and the sharp sword be covered in ash.

Simply put, if you play too much with a bad chess player, the "Hand of God" will slowly degenerate into the "Hand of an Eagle."

This was definitely not a result Yuuki Satoru wanted to see.

The short rest ended, and he jogged home with his tennis bag according to his usual habit.

After a match, proper running can reduce the burden of the match on the muscles.

"I'm home."

Pushing open the door and changing his shoes, his mother, Michiko Yuuki, was preparing dinner in the kitchen.

Hearing the sound, Michiko turned around and saw Yuuki Satoru who had just entered the door; a gentle smile appeared on her face, bright and moving.

Even though her child was already in middle school, time seemed to have forgotten to leave a mark on her.

"Hurry up and wash your hands, it's time to eat."

"Understood, understood." Hearing his mother, who was like a traditional Japanese woman, speak, Yuuki Satoru responded repeatedly, threw his tennis bag aside, and ran to the bathroom in a flash.

When he returned, the fragrant dinner was already laid out on the dining table.

And his father, Kirito Yuuki, a middle-aged man in his forties wearing a gray cashmere sweater with an elegant face, was sitting at the dining table, his right hand occasionally holding chopsticks to pick up food, while his left hand was flipping through the latest issue of Tennis Monthly.

Yuuki Satoru had long been accustomed to this; his father was the editor-in-chief of the Tokyo Tennis Monthly.

Although most of the reports that appeared in the monthly magazine had been approved by him, every time the issue was released, Kirito Yuuki would still buy a copy and take it home to read repeatedly.

In his words, "I'm just tasting the delicious fruits of hard work."

It's just that the air pressure today seemed a bit off.

"The autumn rookie tournament this year should be starting soon, right?"

After Yuuki Satoru sat down, Kirito Yuuki finally moved his gaze away from the monthly magazine and looked up at his son.

"Mm," Yuuki Satoru nodded.

He roughly understood where this strange atmosphere originated from.

"Is Fudomine still the same as in previous years, where first-year students cannot participate?" Kirito Yuuki asked.

"And..."

"I know," Yuuki Satoru had just opened his mouth when he waved his hand, then moved the magazine on the table over.

Yuuki Satoru leaned his body forward.

What came into view was a large group photo.

New book setting sail, please support me a lot!

(End of this chapter)

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