Momoshiro Takeshi Getting Crushed by Seiya

"Momoshiro's Bullet Serve was returned for a direct point, and the speed of that shot just now was ridiculously fast!"

Inoue and Shiba Saori had already witnessed Momoshiro's abilities during Seigaku's internal selection matches.

Among second-year students at the major tennis schools, Momoshiro was undoubtedly outstanding in both skill and talent.

Yet even after using his signature Bullet Serve, Momoshiro had been unable to get to the net before his opponent returned it for a point.

"It wasn't just an ordinary return. In that instant, he aimed at Momoshiro-senpai's feet.

And it happened to land right beside the foot he was putting down. Not only was his speed incredible, his ball control was astonishing too."

Hearing Ryoma's words, Inoue finally noticed a deep tennis ball mark beside Momoshiro's foot. Just as Ryoma had said, it was precisely beside the foot Momoshiro had yet to plant firmly.

"Saori, hurry and get the camera out. That middle schooler playing against Momoshiro definitely isn't ordinary.

With that kind of shot speed and control, he would stand out even among all middle schoolers.

He might even be a player in this year's Kanto Tournament, or perhaps even the National Tournament."

After seeing just one return, Inoue immediately began to take Seiya seriously.

He could tell that this middle schooler could not possibly be an unknown nobody, yet Inoue found him completely unfamiliar.

Logically, as a reporter in the field, he should not have failed to recognize a player this strong.

"Someone even Inoue-senpai doesn't know? Could he be like Ryoma, someone who just returned from overseas, or maybe a first-year?"

"This game is won by Wenren Seiya. The score is 1–0. Seiya will serve next."

While Ryoma and the others were chatting, Momoshiro had already lost four consecutive points and surrendered his service game.

However, Momoshiro himself was not too discouraged by the result. On the final point, he had felt that he could barely keep up with his opponent's ball.

"Wenren Seiya? I'm sure I've never heard that name before. I wonder what kind of move he'll use on his service game."

Inoue was not the only one curious. Momoshiro, his opponent, and Ryoma at the sidelines were both watching Seiya's movements with utmost focus.

Although they had watched Seiya play before, An had been the one serving then. This was the first time they would see Seiya's serve.

Seiya loosely gripped the tennis ball in his hand, then looked at his racket. At last, he grinned. "This is a rare opportunity. I might as well give it a try."

The tennis ball in his left hand was tossed high into the air, while Seiya tightened his grip on the racket. At that moment, his eyes became exceptionally sharp.

As the ball dropped at a steady speed, everyone present saw only Seiya's arm turn into a streak of light.

The next second, the net at the center of the court shook violently. The tennis ball shot over at extreme speed, carrying a sharp roar as it exploded at the baseline of Momoshiro's court!

"Wenren Sword Style... no, Wenren Tennis Style Type One—Storm Fang!"

Still crouched with both hands gripping his racket, Momoshiro turned around to stare at the rolling tennis ball behind him, his face filled with disbelief.

The same expression appeared on every spectator's face. Even Ryoma, who had maintained an indifferent expression until now, had widened his eyes.

"That shot was at least over 195 kilometers per hour! Is that a serve a middle schooler can hit?"

Without question, Seiya's serve left everyone present completely stunned.

Previously, they had only thought that someone as strong as Seiya would naturally have a decent serve. But they had never imagined that his serve was more than merely decent—it was terrifying!

"30–0!"

"40–0!"

"This game is won by Wenren Seiya. The score is 2–0. The players will now change sides."

Against a serve exceeding 195 kilometers per hour, Momoshiro currently had no way to Parry it.

Naturally, Seiya held his service game with ease.

After changing sides, Momoshiro served again in the third game. With the experience from the first game, he was gradually beginning to catch up to Seiya's shots.

From being unable to react at all, to barely managing to take two steps, to finally barely hitting the ball off his racket frame and sending it out, Momoshiro had needed only two games.

"Out. This game is won by Wenren Seiya. The score is 3–0."

Although the score was already 3–0 and Momoshiro had yet to take a single point from Seiya, he was not completely disheartened.

He was gradually able to receive Seiya's shots now. The next time he served, he was confident that he would not let Seiya score so easily again.

In the fourth service game, Seiya relied on Storm Fang to steadily take all four points, pushing the score to 4–0.

In truth, Seiya had quite a few other techniques he wanted to try, but his opponent was an enemy after all. He did not want to reveal too much too early.

At the same time, Seiya could not help marveling at how astonishingly fast people like Momoshiro and Ryoma, first- and second-years with protagonist halos, grew.

He was certain that he had kept the speed of his returns at a consistent level from the very beginning. Yet after only a few games, Momoshiro was actually able to return his shots in the fifth game.

"You really are quite amazing. You adapted to my speed after only a few games?

But being able to do just that is still far from enough against me.

After all, I never said I was only a speed-type player."

Seiya struck back the ball Momoshiro had returned. When Momoshiro confidently prepared to hit it back, the force transmitted through his racket left him utterly shocked.

As the racket flew from his hand, Seiya took the fifth game as well, bringing the score directly to 5–0.

The final game was Seiya's service game. Judging from the Storm Fang he had served earlier, Momoshiro had no power to return it at all. In other words, Momoshiro was almost certainly going to swallow a 6–0 bagel!

Momoshiro was now drenched in sweat, while Seiya still looked completely relaxed.

Just as Seiya tossed the ball high and prepared to serve, a powerful voice suddenly shouted, "Seiya, An, how much longer are you two going to fool around here? Hurry up and come back with me!"

The person who had suddenly appeared was none other than Fudomine Tennis Club's captain, Tachibana Kippei.

He had originally come to find his younger sister at his family's request, only to see the scene before him.