Chapter 49: Ibu Shinji, a genius belonging to the Budongfeng

In the following rounds, Guan Yue Chu launched a fierce offensive, every ball aimed at Ibu Shinji's blind spots, filled with murderous intent.

Bang!

"Game, Sheng Lu Dao Fu Academy, Guan Yue Chu, 3-2!"

"Change sides."

"Is this... Data Tennis?"

Jingshang Shou hesitated as he lowered his camera; the playing style before him felt somewhat familiar.

"Senior Jingshang, what is Data Tennis?"

Zhi Sha Zhi asked curiously. As an intern reporter, she wanted to know the meaning behind every new term.

Data Tennis.

Do you have to do math while playing?

Hearing this, Shenwei Ming and the others also turned their gazes toward Jingshang Shou.

Before the match, Jiecheng Wu had mentioned Guan Yue Chu's style to them, but what he said at the time should have been...

Information Tennis!

"Ahem."

Seeing that everyone was interested, Jingshang Shou gave a light cough and said.

"Collecting an opponent's data during a match, analyzing their weaknesses, and formulating targeted strategies—this style of play is Data Tennis."

After speaking, he pointed toward the court. At this moment, Ibu Shinji hadn't hit the ball yet, but Guan Yue Chu ran toward the front court without a second thought.

And the next instant, the tennis ball indeed landed in that exact spot.

"An important characteristic of Data Tennis is the ability to precisely predict the opponent's hitting direction and speed."

"Players skilled in this style can often anticipate the enemy's moves and gain the initiative."

"The most formidable Data Tennis player among middle schoolers currently is probably Yanagi Renji from Rikkai."

Jingshang Shou said in a deep voice, resting his chin on his hand in thought.

"But looking at it now, to have collected Ibu's data so completely in just two games..."

"Sheng Lu Dao Fu's Guan Yue might not be much worse than him..."

These words made everyone's hearts sink. In the process of Fudomine climbing to be the national number one, Rikkai Middle School was the highest peak they had to overcome.

Did Guan Yue Chu really have that level of strength?

"Don't worry, that guy is still far off," Jiecheng Wu said calmly.

"What Guan Yue is using isn't Data Tennis, but Information Tennis."

"Information Tennis?"

This time it was Jingshang Shou's turn to show a look of astonishment.

In his understanding, there shouldn't be any difference between Information Tennis and Data Tennis.

"That's right."

Jiecheng Wu nodded.

"Players proficient in Data Tennis can collect an opponent's data during a match and utilize it."

"But collecting enough data in a short time is not an easy task; too many people cannot do it."

"And these people also want to achieve the same goal in a match—to control the opponent's style."

"So they collect the opponent's information before the match and formulate a battle plan in advance."

"This is Information Tennis; you can consider it a lower-tier style compared to Data Tennis."

"Guan Yue spent a lot of effort to collect Shensi's information."

Zhi Sha Zhi seemed to understand.

"In other words, Data Tennis is more powerful than Information Tennis."

However, she soon had new doubts.

"But whether it's Information Tennis or Data Tennis..."

"Since the opponent's information has already been collected, isn't the final result the same?"

Jiecheng Wu shook his head and chuckled: "Players change in real-time."

"Information is old, stale data from the past."

"Data Tennis, however, collects the latest data, and its accuracy is far higher than Information Tennis."

"Even if the opponent's data changes during the match, some experts can overturn old data and update the current data in time."

"But once Information Tennis encounters changes that exceed the information..."

"Hehe."

After saying that, he turned his gaze toward the court.

"It looks like Shensi is having a lot of fun now."

Bang!

Bang!

"Game, Sheng Lu Dao Fu Academy, Guan Yue Chu, 4-2!"

"Racket tilt angle..."

Every time he hit a ball, Guan Yue Chu would judge the next move based on the information.

"Landing point is about five centimeters in front of the right corner of the baseline."

Seeing Ibu Shinji's subtle movements, the answer appeared calmly in his mind.

His body started quickly, heading toward the landing point.

Bang!

The tennis ball flew toward the baseline just as he expected.

The moment he received the ball.

"The force has weakened..."

"Did his psychological defense collapse so quickly? It seems Budongfeng's number two is nothing more than this."

With a sneer at the corner of his mouth, Guan Yue Chu hit a backhand smash toward the light spot beside Ibu Shinji.

"To achieve a temporary paralysis effect, you must engage in a long-drawn-out battle."

"I won't give you that chance."

"Having broken your temporary paralysis and side-spin serve, you are like a beast without fangs or claws, posing no threat."

"This is one of your least comfortable hitting points; the probability of scoring is 99%!"

Guan Yue Chu was full of himself, looking completely like he had dominated the match; victory seemed within reach.

But the next moment.

"So noisy..."

"You've been talking non-stop since before the match started."

Ibu Shinji's expression was incomparably cold, as if the air pressure around him had dropped significantly.

"Your nonsense is too much, so much that it makes me feel very unhappy."

"So... finish you off!"

Outside the court, Budongfeng's player bench.

"Shensi has started grumbling!"

"His true colors are showing!"

Shitian Tie and Shenwei Ming looked at each other. They were the ones who had the most contact with Ibu Shinji and were the closest to him, so they knew his personality very well.

As long as Shensi started grumbling, it meant he was going to get serious.

Swish!

The moment the tennis ball bounced up, Ibu Shinji changed his position sideways, his racket quickly intercepting the ball's path.

Bang!

A forehand flat stroke, and the ball was successfully returned.

"He received it?"

Guan Yue Chu showed surprise, but immediately countered the incoming ball, hitting it precisely into the blind spot on the other side of the court.

Ibu Shinji's eyes narrowed slightly; this position was indeed the one he liked the least.

But it could be changed!

With a slide, he forcibly stopped his running figure, changed his fixed habit, and Ibu Shinji quickly ran in the opposite direction.

"Racket angle needs to change by another 3 degrees, force reduced by two points."

Bang!

A yellow stream of light appeared, and a sharper underspin slice swept across the court.

"Impossible!"

Guan Yue Chu's expression changed suddenly, full of disbelief; this should have been his blind spot.

"How about here!"

Bang!

The tennis ball hit another blind spot!

"Hitting time needs to be advanced, single-handed closed stance, fingers holding the racket slightly looser..."

Thoughts flashed through Ibu Shinji's mind one after another.

Starting from the shoulder, driving the waist and hips, combining the strength! Single-handed backhand smash!

Boom!

The tennis ball's speed was faster! The spin was fiercer! The momentum was more aggressive!

A violent explosion suddenly appeared at Guan Yue Chu's feet.

"40-15!"

"It must... it must be an accident!"

"I have already collected all his information, there won't be any problems!"

Large beads of cold sweat kept flowing from his forehead; Guan Yue Chu seemed to see the recurrence of the previous two matches.

Seeing this, Jiecheng Wu smiled slightly and whispered: "The evolution has begun."

Bang!

Bang!

The tennis ball moved and changed above the net.

This game lasted for a full five minutes. Guan Yue Chu hit the ball to Ibu Shinji's blind spots every time, but the ball was always caught and returned.

As time passed, the blind spots he could see became fewer and fewer.

Until finally, there were no more light spots in his eyes, and the world was pitch black.

"How could it be... no blind spots!"

"Impossible! My information is absolutely correct!"

Looking at the deep ball marks on the ground, Guan Yue Chu couldn't accept it and shouted hysterically.

"There is nothing impossible."

Ibu Shinji had a smile on his lips, and a spiritual light flickered in his eyes.

Senior Jiecheng, Bu Er Zhou Zhu, and Ji Bu Jingwu, whom Shenwei Ming mentioned.

There were too many people in this world better than him, and they were climbing toward higher peaks ahead.

He had been waiting for this for a long time.

Ever since he heard about this guy's Information Tennis, a thought had arisen in Ibu Shinji's heart.

That was to expose all his information to Guan Yue Chu.

Through this guy's perspective, find his own weaknesses and shortcomings.

And make up for them in this match, promoting the evolution of his skills.

Such an idea was bold, but after four games, Ibu Shinji finally realized what he wanted in his heart; it was time to launch a counterattack.

Bang!

"Game, Budongfeng Middle School, Ibu Shinji, 4-3!"

Bang!

"Game, Budongfeng Middle School, Ibu Shinji, 4-4!"

Bang!

"Game, Budongfeng Middle School, Ibu Shinji, 5-4!"

Information Tennis suffered a heavy blow; Guan Yue Chu's eyes lost their luster, obviously falling into deep self-doubt.

"Hey, you should be able to play ping pong, right?" Ibu Shinji suddenly spoke.

Having stayed under Coach Lin for so long, he had actually seen early on that Guan Yue's style faintly carried some ping pong techniques.

Hearing the question, Guan Yue Chu slowly came back to his senses, his eyes vaguely regaining focus.

Ping pong?

Before middle school, he was indeed specialized in ping pong and had a good chance of entering the Japanese national team, but in the end, he chose tennis.

"Since that's the case,"

"Then appreciate this move I just completed."

Ibu Shinji gave a light shout, looking at the bouncing tennis ball, a sharp light flashing in his eyes.

His own tennis skills...

The ping pong style learned from Coach Lin...

The triple counterattacks once displayed by Bu Er Zhou Zhu...

All the accumulations of the past gathered at this moment, and in the next move, they would burst forth!

Invisibly...

It was as if an invisible bottleneck had been broken through by him!

Swish!

The racket in his hand tilted, and without waiting for the ball to fall, Ibu Shinji raised his arm and sliced down sharply.

Boom!

A golden crescent appeared on the court. After touching the ground, the tennis ball was like a cloud eagle breaking through the sky, as if a wind pillar was lifting it up into the sky!

Whoosh!

The rising angle was even more astonishing than the white whale, straight into the clouds.

The speed was so fast that people couldn't react!

"So high, I can't see it!"

Everyone looked up at the high sky; the tennis ball had disappeared, not knowing where it flew.

A long time later.

The referee's voice came slowly.

"Game, Budongfeng Middle School, Ibu Shinji, 6-4!"

"Budongfeng Middle School wins, total score 3-0!"

Budongfeng, advances to the top four!

"This move... what is its name?" Guan Yue Chu stood stunned in place, asking blankly.

Ibu Shinji's steps leaving the court paused, he turned his neck slightly, looking at Guan Yue Chu, who looked like a defeated dog, and said calmly:

"Cloud Eagle Return."

"Cloud Eagle Return... Cloud Eagle Return..."

Jiecheng Wu recited the name with great interest.

The hitting action was similar to Bu Er's Swallow Return, but after bouncing off the ground, it was more like the trajectory of the white whale before touching the ground.

Although it belonged to two extremes from the Swallow Return that flew close to the ground after landing, because the landing point of this ball was very close to the net...

Once this move was used when the opponent was staying in the backcourt, judging by its rising speed and height, it would fly out of the court in a short instant.

Jiecheng Wu was thoughtful; Shensi was treating tennis like ping pong, and the ground was his opponent.

It's just that this "opponent" couldn't catch the ball's spin, and the ball flew away!

So this was also a move that must be returned before landing, or at the moment of landing.

Its power was comparable to Bu Er's triple counterattacks, and even stronger in some situations.

Looking at Ibu Shinji walking from the tennis court, Jiecheng Wu showed a satisfied smile.

Qingxue had Bu Er Zhou Zhu, Ice Emperor had Ren Zu You Shi.

"It seems our Budongfeng finally has its own genius!"

Information Tennis and Data Tennis, this setup is a bit putting the cart before the horse, awkward.

Information Tennis should appear first, then a genius perfects it into Data Tennis.

That is indeed how I conceived it.

But as I wrote, the final feeling became that Data Tennis existed first, and then Information Tennis appeared...

Held in a big chapter for a whole night, exhausted.

(End of this chapter) ===== CHAPTER 50 =====