No Need to Test
The change of ends, and possession of the ball changes.
When Muneyoshi arrived at the service line, he looked up and glanced at Mouri on the opposite baseline.
At this moment, Mouri's demeanor was far from the casual and relaxed one he had been before; his entire body was tense, and his mind was extremely focused.
"Rikkai Dai's genius, Mori Juzaburo..."
Muneyoshi's eyes flashed; he was well aware of Mouri's true strength.
The opponent's strength does not lie in their serve or their dazzling skills.
Rather, it lies in his amazing physical qualities and strong foundation.
It is precisely because of his amazing talent that Mouri can quickly adapt to even opponents who are stronger than him, close the gap, and then seek opportunities to break through the suppression.
It grows stronger when facing stronger opponents, and becomes stronger with each battle.
However, these advantages over others pale in comparison when facing Muneyoshi.
It would be better to have a few special skills like Kite Eishiro that would impress Muneyoshi.
"Mouri- senpai lost his serve so easily!"
"Is there really no one who can beat that guy?"
The cheers from Rikkai Dai's cheerleaders, which had been continuously shouting, fell silent after Mouri lost the first set.
In the audience, several figures from Seigaku had deep, thoughtful expressions.
Tezuka gently clenched his arms, his hands crossed over his chest. In the matches between Fudomine and Rikkai Dai, he saw what Seigaku was most lacking.
Fuji, opened his eyes early on, his gaze fixed intently on every move of Saeki Muneyoshi and Mori Juzaburo.
In particular, Saeki Muneyoshi's aggressive style is completely different from Fuji Shusuke Fuji's purely defensive and counter-attacking tennis style.
As for Akutsu, his gaze toward Saeki Muneyoshi was fierce.
His feelings towards Muneyoshi were completely different from those towards others.
From the very first moment they met, Akutsu has been at a disadvantage, and so far he has not been able to get his revenge.
As for the others, such as Atobe Keigo, Sanada Genichirou, and Tachibana Kippei, they can all be considered to have had their share of victories and defeats against him.
Only Saeki Muneyoshi had him completely under his thumb, which Akutsu found unacceptable.
Seeing Saeki Muneyoshi in the match, Akutsu wished he could rush onto the court, take Mori Juzaburo's place, and play another match against Saeki Muneyoshi.
"Tch, you damn bastard, after this match is over, I'll definitely find time to personally come and beat you to a pulp!"
Just as Akutsu was figuring out when to challenge Saeki Muneyoshi, Tezuka and Fuji beside him began to discuss it cautiously.
"It seems Rikkai Dai's chances in this match are slim... Mouri is very strong, but compared to Muneyoshi..."
"Tezuka is right. Whether it's Mouri -Muneyoshi from Rikkai Dai, Fudomine, or Sanada and Tachibana Kippei from before, as well as those who appeared in doubles, they are all formidable opponents..."
Fuji, with a solemn expression, readily affirmed Tezuka's judgment and pointed out what Tezuka was thinking.
"Fuji, tell me, where can we improve in doubles?"
"Tezuka, we must trust Oishi and Kikumaru!"
"Of course!"
Tezuka certainly had faith in the Golden Pair, but after watching the match just now, he felt that one doubles pair wasn't enough insurance.
At that moment, his gaze fell upon the two first-graders who were arguing incessantly beside him.
Although they can't stand each other when they get along, their chemistry is undeniable. Maybe it's worth a try?
On the field.
"Hmm? It's only the second game, is Muneyoshi getting serious already?"
Seeing that Saeki Muneyoshi's smile had vanished and his entire being was shrouded in a dark, eerie light, Mouri immediately felt an immense pressure bearing down on him.
Just from the very first match, he was quite certain that Saeki Muneyoshi was an extremely powerful player, far surpassing himself.
"It seems we can't hold back at all, or it would be too embarrassing..."
Snap... Snap...
Muneyoshi gently bounced the tennis ball twice, then looked at Mori Juzaburo again.
"Now that we know their strength, there's little need for further testing... I've won this match."
Muneyoshi's lips curled into a smile. Mouri's strength was certainly not bad, but he posed no threat to Muneyoshi whatsoever.
"If this match can wake you up and stop you from wasting your time like this, then it will be a good thing for the training camp!" Muneyoshi murmured.
Swish...
Muneyoshi tossed the tennis ball high into the air, then took a slight step back with his right foot, stretched his body backward, and quickly raised his right arm, twisting it inward.
Muneyoshi's rigorously trained body has given him tremendous explosive power. He suddenly swings his arm, unleashing the power of his entire body through his elbows and wrists.
A powerful force twisted the racket in his hand, creating an afterimage that was almost invisible to the naked eye, as the racket slammed into the falling tennis ball.
Bang!
The tennis ball whistled past, leaving only a black mark near Mouri's feet before bouncing off without him even having a chance to react.
"This is... a move similar to Sanada's?"
Looking at the black marks at his feet and the tennis ball embedded in the wire mesh, Mori Juzaburo looked at Muneyoshi opposite him, and the shock in his eyes was obvious to anyone with eyes.
"ACE, Saeki Muneyoshi scores, 15-0!"
Muneyoshi, intending to give Mouri a new experience, didn't hold back much. Although there was a six-fold strength limit, it couldn't limit the gap between the two.
One shot, one point!
"I couldn't even see Minister Fudomine's serve!"
"What a terrifying serve!"
"However, this move is very similar to Rikkai Dai's Sanada's technique..."
"Heh heh, using Rikkai Dai- captain's tactics against Rikkai Dai's people, it seems Fudomine's captain has some ideas."
Most of the people present were tennis players, so they could see everything clearly on the court. However, none of the Rikkai Dai students had the time to pay attention to the discussions among these people.
Their eyes were now fixed on Muneyoshi's retreating figure.
If looks could kill, Muneyoshi would probably be riddled with holes by now.
Swish!
With a crisp snap, the tennis ball reappeared behind Mouri.
Bang!
30-0.
Bang!
40-0.
Bang!
"Game! Saeki Muneyoshi of Fudomine Junior High scores, taking a 2-0 lead."
Relying on his overwhelming strength, Muneyoshi's serve was completely uneventful. Even when Mouri concentrated to the limit, he could only see a blurry shadow.
There's still a little distance between us catching the ball perfectly.
"As expected of Saeki, the number one student in the middle school, your strength has completely surpassed mine... It seems I have absolutely no chance of winning."
Standing back on the service line, Mouri said to Muneyoshi with a sigh, "However, if I let you win so easily, it would be a disservice to the efforts of the two junior captains..."
Upon hearing this, a rare look of determination appeared in Mouri's eyes.
More than losing the game himself, Mouri, as a senior player, was worried that his juniors would underestimate him.
As the only third-year student on both teams, Mouri has always maintained the air of a senior.
Now even more so, we cannot give up easily.
Returning to the service area, Mouri slapped his cheeks twice, muttering, "Mouri, it's the last match, you have to give it your all!"
P. S.: I wrote some during the day at work, and after thinking about it, I decided to post it. Tomorrow the National Tournament ends and a new storyline begins, so please vote!
I had some time today and wasn't too busy, so I wrote a little something and posted it now. I won't wait until tomorrow to post it. Tomorrow, the National Tournament will end, and a new storyline will begin simultaneously: the Four Nations Invitational Tournament. At the same time, one of the big bosses Echizen Ryoga, will also appear.
I haven't written about Echizen Nanjirō's family before because I'm not from Seigaku, I have no connection with them, and I won't fawn over them. I'll probably appear more as a challenger or destroyer.