The Gap

Compared to the previous doubles matches, the singles matches actually seemed more boring.

It seems that in the previous doubles match, both sides focused more on the head-to-head clash, while the singles match in the last game was a more basic contest.

That's not entirely accurate.

Whether it was the previous clash between Tachibana Kippei and Sanada, or the various phantoms of Niou, they were indeed dazzling.

Or perhaps it's the tension between Kamio and Ishida, and between Marui and Kuwa.

However, such a heated match can only be achieved under one condition: the two sides are evenly matched.

When it came to singles, Shinji was far below Yukimura's level.

Of course, there are differences between Yanagi Renji and Keith.

However, Yanagi Renji, with his understanding of Keith's data and his desire to reconstruct Keith's data model, was able to overcome this challenge.

It was as if they had forcibly dragged Keith into the rhythm of the match.

However, such a situation requires the cooperation of the opponent, or rather, Keith's willingness.

Bang!

Yanagi Renji and delivered a smash that went straight through Keith's defensive blind spot, about to pierce the baseline in the next moment!

Keith once again clearly felt a stiffness in his body's response.

At the same time, Yanagi Renji suddenly appeared at the center line.

"This isn't about going online, nor is it about the bottom line, but this location?!"

Keith frowned.

Yanagi Renji's position is somewhat strange; it's not an ideal spot for a counterattack.

"Is this yet another inference based on your data? Let's see how many more inferences you can draw!"

After forcibly suppressing his physical discomfort, Keith quickly caught up with the tennis ball and slashed down at it with his racket!

Bang!

A streak of yellow and blue light swept across the court and instantly appeared near the left corner of Yanagi Renji's court.

The moment the tennis ball flew over the net, Yanagi Renji, standing at the center line, began his move once again.

With a few strides, Yanagi Renji easily caught up with the tennis ball and, with a backspin smash, returned it directly to Keith's feet.

"They've actually started attacking first. Finally couldn't hold back anymore?"

Keith smiled gently and intercepted the ball with a flick of his wrist.

Looking at the oncoming tennis ball, Yanagi Renji let out a soft breath.

His previously half-closed eyes suddenly snapped open, a glint of light flashing in them, and he raised his racket.

"There's an 80% chance this shot will be a straight-line shot with a right-handed bounce angle of 37 degrees."

The data in Yanagi Renji's mind kept churning, constantly comparing it with Keith's previous data. Finally, he was certain and seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"It seems the previous data was still accurate and hadn't become invalid."

Yanagi Renji looked at the data emanating from Keith's body, which was almost identical to before, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Then let me win this one!"

He moved to the right and swung his racket directly at the incoming ball, which flew straight towards Keith's left baseline.

Thump!

Keith, who was running to the right, paused, and the tennis ball arced through the air before landing precisely on the baseline.

"Game! Rikkai Dai High School's Yanagi Renji scores, 40-30!"

Returning to the opposite service court, Yanagi Renji gently pressed the tennis ball against his side. Although he seemed to be in the lead now, it wasn't safe.

We need to win this game as soon as possible!

Swish!

Yanagi Renji caught the tennis ball and threw it. Then, he leaned forward, stepped forward, spread his shoulders, and swung his racket at the rising tennis ball.

Bang!

Another powerful topspin serve instantly entered Keith's receiving area.

Although there isn't much data about Keith, it's based on previous data, plus data from all of Keith's matches during this period.

With this data, Yanagi Renji had already completed a data model of Keith in his mind!

With the support of data models, his disadvantage against Keith seems to have gradually been leveled.

Another Half Volley, a straight streak of light flashed from beside Yanagi Renji's hand.

Keith, on the other side of the court, suddenly moved. With his dynamic vision, he was able to catch Yanagi Renji's Half Volley, and with Keith's ability to react...

We are well-prepared to respond to such an attack.

Bang!

Keith pressed down with his arm, sending the ball directly in the opposite direction from Yanagi Renji.

Seeing this, Yanagi Renji did not panic; a massive amount of data began to be processed in his brain.

"The angle of incidence is 36 degrees. The wind speed is 18, and the ball speed is 197. After the return shot, I habitually took two steps back!"

It was as if there was a computer in his mind, instantly completing a massive amount of data calculations, Yanagi Renji grasped Keith's actions.

Tap tap tap!

Without the slightest hesitation, Yanagi Renji leaped forward, her toes barely touching the ground as she jumped.

He swung the racket forward horizontally.

Kama-gari!

Bang!

A pale yellow beam of light exploded instantly behind Keith.

"Game 1, Rikkai Dai Affiliated Middle School Junior High School, Yanagi Renji scores, score 1:0."

"Both sides change ends, possession of the ball changes!"

When it was Keith's turn to serve, he stood on the baseline, took out a tennis ball, and instead of hitting it like the others, he coldly stared at Yanagi Renji on the other side.

"It seems you've completely grasped my data!"

Keith, who had been observing Yanagi Renji's expression, spoke calmly.

Without waiting for Yanagi Renji's reply, Keith slightly turned his body and leaned back, instantly sending the tennis ball flying with his racket.

"In that case, I'll check if the data you collected is accurate!"

A high-speed spinning tennis ball traces an arc through the air.

After flying over the net, it suddenly landed at Yanagi Renji's feet, bounced high into the air, grazed Yanagi Renji's racket, and rushed off the court!

"ACE, Fudomine Keith scores, score 15-0."

"What? How is this possible? It's all for nothing?"

Yanagi Renji stared at his swinging racket. The angle and speed of the ball's rebound were exactly the same as the data he had collected, yet completely different!

"You're surprised? Didn't your teacher tell you that data also needs to be supported by your own abilities?"

Keith glanced briefly at Yanagi Renji at the baseline, then walked to the left service court and said in a low voice.

Swish~

Without making any hitting motion with the tennis ball, Keith flicked his wrist and tossed the ball high in front of his body. Then, he pushed off with his right toes and explosively pushed forward.

With his elbow pressed forward along the inner axis, Keith's hair fluttered around his ears, and even he could feel the sharp wind pressure.

Bang!

A pale blue light enveloped the tennis ball, and a surging wave of air emanated from the racket.

The tennis ball was compressed into a long, spindle-shaped object, piercing the air rapidly as it flew towards Yanagi Renji's court.

"This is the serve that appeared in the Kanto Tournament. The impact and explosiveness of this serve are terrifying."

Data flashed through Yanagi Renji's narrowed eyes once again; this low-altitude, high-speed ball was already approaching 207 km/h.

That's already considered a high-speed serve.

What's even more troublesome is not just the speed, but also the continuous, accumulating penetrating explosive force emanating from the pale blue light surrounding the tennis ball.

"Don't be afraid before you even try, let's give it a shot..."

With a thought, Yanagi Renji shifted her feet and precisely moved to the side of the tennis ball's landing point.

"After landing, the bounce angle will be less than thirty degrees. After the ground absorbs the impact, the speed will drop to around 195 km/h, allowing for a follow-up..."

Bang!

The racket had just been extended when the tennis ball struck it, producing a Yanagi Renji thud.

Sudden.

Yanagi Renji frowned, his face turning grim... A powerful force seemed to find an outlet, and violent power surged through his arm.

"Drink it!"

He held on for just a second, Yanagi Renji slightly tilted his racket, sending the tennis ball flying diagonally out of bounds as it brushed against the racket face.

"Fudomine Keith, score 30-0."

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