Seiya Would Never Lose, No Matter Who His Opponent Was!

Standing outside the court, Shiba Saori snapped photos continuously with her DSLR as she spoke worriedly. "Senpai, Seigaku has already lost two doubles matches in a row.

"If they lose Singles No. 3 as well, then Fudomine will win this match."

Since she was more familiar with the people from Seigaku, Shiba Saori actually hoped that Seigaku would win.

But given the current situation, anyone with eyes could see that Seigaku had been backed into a corner.

"I never expected even Seigaku's Golden Pair to lose. Fudomine is actually this strong.

"And their playing styles seem to show a considerable understanding of Seigaku's players."

Inoue had never expected the situation to develop this way either.

He had originally thought that, no matter how much of a dark horse Fudomine was, they would at most be evenly matched with Seigaku.

Yet now, the match had become completely one-sided.

If Fudomine's Singles No. 3 was that Wenren Seiya...

"Next is the Singles No. 3 match. Please have Fudomine Middle School's player Kamio Akira and Seishun Academy's player Ryoma Echizen take the court."

Once the referee announced the names of the players, both sides began cheering for them.

"Akira, your opponent is just a first-year! As long as you beat him, Fudomine will be the champions of this Regional Tournament!"

"Echizen, don't you dare lose! You know we can't afford to lose another match!"

"Go, Ryoma! x5"

Faced with encouragement from Momoshiro and Horio, who was also a first-year, Ryoma calmly picked up his racket and stepped onto the court.

"I didn't think Seigaku would entrust the final match that determined their fate to some first-year brat."

Kamio, who was already somewhat arrogant by nature, could not help showing a trace of disdain when he saw that his opponent was a short first-year.

However, Kamio was arrogant, but someone else was even more arrogant.

"Rather than playing a guy like you, I'd rather play that Wenren guy over there.

"As for you, you're still far too lacking."

Seiya had naturally told Kamio everything he knew about Ryoma Echizen beforehand.

At the beginning, Kamio had indeed relied on his rhythm advantage to take the first game.

However, compared with players like Momoshiro, Ryoma and Tezuka were all-rounder types without any obvious weaknesses.

On top of that, as the protagonist, Ryoma was practically a cheat himself. So after an intense hour-long battle, Kamio still could not overcome the power of plot armor and was ultimately defeated.

With Seigaku winning Singles No. 3, the score became 2–1.

Seigaku's previously flagging morale was lifted once more by Ryoma's victory.

"Great! Echizen won! Fudomine's ace has already played in doubles.

"There's no way Fuji-senpai and the captain can lose the upcoming Singles No. 2 and Singles No. 1 matches."

Seeing Ryoma win, Momoshiro cheered together with the first-years. He had been rather upset with himself over their loss in doubles.

But fortunately, the momentum had begun to turn around. No one at Seigaku knew better than them just how strong Fuji-senpai and the captain were.

If it was those two, they simply could not believe that they would lose.

Even Ryuuzaki, the coach, could not help letting out a huge sigh of relief.

"Aren't you celebrating a little too early, Seigaku's Momoshiro?"

"You're Tachibana Kippei's younger sister from Fudomine, the girl who was with Wenren Seiya last time..."

"My name is Tachibana An! I'm a second-year at Fudomine, not some Tachibana's little sister, nor some girl who was with Seiya...

"Forget it, none of that matters. What matters is that Seigaku is about to lose this match."

Hearing An's words, everyone from Seigaku present immediately looked at her with hostility.

Kaidou, who already had a fiery temper and gave off an eerie, intimidating impression, glared at Tachibana An and snapped, "What did you say?! Say that again!"

Yet An was not intimidated by Kaidou's threat in the slightest. She crossed her arms and said, "It's true that Seigaku pulled one back, but Fudomine is still at match point, isn't it?

"Fuji Syusuke-senpai and Tezuka Kunimitsu-senpai are certainly both formidable players, but the one taking the court for us next is Seiya.

"If it's him, then no matter who his opponent is, there is absolutely no way he can lose!"

An's confidence in Seiya was not blind. Though girls in love really did tend to see people through rose-tinted glasses,

she, Tachibana An, had witnessed Seiya's true strength with her own eyes.

That was right. After returning home from the Street Tennis Court that night, the siblings had gone to visit the Wenren Family again.

And at the Wenren Family's private tennis court, her brother had played a match against Seiya.

In that match, her brother Tachibana Kippei seemed to have made some sort of resolve, bringing out all the strength he had once possessed as one of the Twin Heroes of Kyushu.

Yet the match had ultimately ended in a lopsided 6–1.

It was also during that match the previous night that Tachibana Kippei and An had finally come to understand Seiya's terrifying strength.

Tachibana Kippei, fighting with his full strength, was absolutely at National Tournament level. Even among all middle school players at this stage, his ability was enough to place him in the top ten.

Yet such a Tachibana Kippei had been utterly crushed 6–1 by Seiya, without any ability to fight back.

Frankly speaking, with Fudomine having already won two matches in this final and Seiya yet to take the court, An no longer believed they could lose!

"Now beginning the Singles No. 2 match between Fudomine Middle School and Seishun Academy. Wenren Seiya of Fudomine will serve."

As the referee announced the start of the match, everyone present focused their attention on the court.

The moment they saw Seiya toss the ball high into the air, Ryoma and Momoshiro from Seigaku immediately sharpened their gazes. "It's coming, that serve!"

"Wenren Style Type 1—Storm Fang!"

"Boom—!"

A powerful gust swept through the court as the tennis ball shot out at extreme speed, producing a sonic boom.

Almost at the very moment everyone heard the sound of the ball being struck, a tennis ball had already rolled past behind Fuji.

"15–0..."

Forget the spectators—even the referee had clearly been startled by Seiya's serve just now.

"What the hell! Did you see that serve just now?!"

"I knew he was strong, but I never imagined he would be this strong."

"No, even in broad daylight, I still can't see the ball. So it wasn't because the lights were too dim last night."