The Nemesis of Power and Technique, Tanegashima Shūji

"Now we begin the quarterfinals, the doubles match. Please bring your players to the stage."

"Japan Team Tanegashima Shūji (First Year of High School), Ōmagari Ryūji of High School) VS Switzerland Team Marco Schwegler (Third Year of High School), Peter Lambert (First Year of High School)."

"Oh, the Japan Team has a hidden force, and they're all first-year students!"

As the roster was announced, a hint of surprise appeared on the face of the Switzerland Team's star player.

"However, no matter who the opponent is, Marco will definitely win."

At the center of the net, people stand on both sides.

"With a racket or a coin toss?"

"Racquet!"

Having fully recovered and able to return to the Tanegashima, Taneshima wore a constant smile, his fingertips pressing the racket in his hand firmly against the ground.

"For or against?"

"Opposite!"

Marco, a burly man with short, brownish-yellow hair, spoke calmly without the slightest hesitation.

Tanegashima nodded slightly, and with a whoosh, he used his fingers to exert a little force, causing the racket against the ground to twist and spin.

A few seconds later, the racket hit the ground with a thud.

On the handle, an upside-down F letter clearly caught their eyes.

"It seems you're out of luck."

Tanegashima heard the other person say that in English, he shrugged and didn't seem to want to say anything.

"The doubles match begins, best of three sets. Switzerland Team's Marco Schwegler serves first."

Snap... Snap...

Marco took out a tennis ball and gently tapped it. His standing posture was perfect. As he tapped the ball, he glanced at the positions of Tanegashima and the other man, then slightly spread his feet apart and contracted the muscles in his arms.

Swish!

The tennis ball is tossed into the air, muscles bulge, and the hand is raised to prepare the racket.

Then, a loud bang echoed from the opposite side of the court.

Bang!

The tennis ball streaked through the air like a bullet, leaving a trail of sparks as it moved so fast that it rippled through the air in concentric circles.

Marco's serve was incredibly powerful, instantly causing Tanegashima Shūji's pupils to shrink.

Are you saying you can't handle the consequences?

Is it really necessary to go this far?

It starts with a combination of Power and Technique?

Despite his internal monologue, Tanegashima found the incoming tennis ball within his control.

However, the power his opponent exerted in the tennis ball forced him to take it seriously and focus all his energy.

Tap tap...

Tanegashima Shūji walked quickly, his posture very lazy, with half of his clothes draped over his waist, the sleeves swinging as he ran.

In just a few steps, Tanegashima arrived behind the point where the tennis ball had landed.

The tennis ball had already bounced up and then flew off the court.

Tanegashima pushed off the ground with his right foot, his legs straddling wide to the left and right, giving his raised arms ample room to pull them out.

Swish!

A pale purple afterimage flashed through the air.

The spectators on the sidelines only felt a blur before their eyes.

Bang!

The racket in my hand seemed to become a thin layer of water; the impact of the tennis ball created subtle, invisible ripples that flashed and disappeared on the racket's surface.

The tennis ball was then rendered powerless and techniqueless, and Tanegashima swiftly swished it back.

"What?"

"What did that Japan Team guy just do?"

"Marco's superb ambush was so easily thwarted?"

This immediately put the Switzerland Team on edge. They knew Marco's strength all too well; his tennis shots combined power and skill.

Even from dozens of meters away, you can use a tennis ball to block your opponent.

He can be considered the player with the strongest penetrating ability on the Switzerland Team.

Amadeus and their captain, Eddie Yusoff, exchanged a glance; neither of them had figured out the trick either.

Across the field, Marco's heart sank. His preemptive strike had been easily countered by his opponent, which made him wary.

Security against Tanegashima Shūji also increased rapidly.

This seemingly harmless guy easily neutralized the force he had attached to the tennis ball, as if it were just eating or drinking.

Few players on the Switzerland Team can easily achieve this level of ability.

"Does the Japan Team have more skilled players?"

Thump.

The tennis ball once again rang out from the Switzerland Team's backcourt baseline.

Marco's strong body moved quickly; he not only mastered Power and Technique, but also excelled in speed.

He is a player who started on the basics but excelled in all three branches.

He twisted and bent his elbow, slightly straightening the racket in his hand, and a burst of power surged from his arm.

Bang!

The tennis ball hit the sweet spot, unleashing a powerful burst of energy. It wasn't just about power; this time, Mars once again demonstrated the combined Power and Technique of his game.

The tennis ball, launched with incredible speed, formed a line in mid-air.

As the tennis ball entered the Japan Team's half of the court, its tip became increasingly thin, and eventually, its silhouette dimmed and disappeared.

"Oh dear, that's a good technique, but it's useless!"

Tanegashima's smile grew even brighter, and he appeared relaxed and at ease.

"No matter how things change, tennis is tennis, and it will never disappear. Once you find the trajectory of tennis, everything can be deciphered."

Tap tap!

Tanegashima Shūji steps to the left front, then swayed forward, arriving at the left doubles sideline.

With a slight flick of his wrist, the racket emanated that same strange, ethereal quality once again.

Bang!

A crisp sound rang out, and the previously empty space in front of the clapper trembled.

The tennis ball, which had seemingly vanished from everyone's sight, was once again caught by his racket.

Then, using the momentum, Tanegashima Shūji pushed the racket, sending the tennis ball back to the Switzerland Team's half of the court.

"Hmph! I don't believe your tricks will work forever!"

Marco reacted very quickly, having already arrived at the net during Tanegashima's operation, thanks to the groundwork laid by the first ball.

"Appenzeller Cheese!"

With Marco's fierce swing, the tennis ball whirred loudly in an instant.

At this moment, the tennis ball was not only imbued with great power, but also with powerful spin.

However, it's the same for Tanegashima.

For anyone who follows the path of Power and Technique, as long as no one can completely overwhelm them in every aspect, Tanegashima Shūji is their nemesis.

A clash!

"Ugh, even with the rotation added, it still didn't work!"

Tanegashima barely moved; he simply flicked his racket slightly to the side and returned the ball again.

The tennis ball continues to spin as it hits the net.

The accumulated rotating and penetrating force erupted at the very last moment when Tanegashima caught it.

However, Tanegashima showed no expression; with just a slight flick of his wrist, he neutralized the attack completely.

Call out!

Tanegashima Shūji turned his wrist and pressed down.

A sharp glint immediately retaliated, bouncing off from the outer corner of the field.

"Game, Japan Team, 1-0!"

"Change of scene!"

"Tsk tsk... Tanegashima, your talent is still astonishing no matter how many times I see it."

During the scene change, Ōmagari Ryūji couldn't help but stroke the small mustache on his chin.

Seemingly recalling the miserable experience of being defeated by Tanegashima and sent to the back mountain during the Shuffle Match at Stadium No. 1 a few months ago, Ōmagari Ryūji smacked his lips a few times.

"Ryuji, don't just talk about me. You've improved a lot too. It's your turn to shine now."

"Ah, I only teamed up with you because I wanted to make things easier, please spare me!"

Hearing Tanegashima unhesitatingly shift the blame, Ōmagari Ryūji sighed helplessly, but at this moment he also began to take it seriously.

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