Two More Games

After taking a deep breath, Mouri lightly tapped the tennis ball, his entire spirit and thoughts condensing to their peak at that moment.

His eyes were fixed on Muneyoshi and the tennis ball in his hand; nothing else mattered.

"My serve is coming, Muneyoshi..."

Throw the ball, jump.

Bang!

Mouri's movements were extremely fast when he swung his racket; before he could even finish speaking, the tennis ball in his hand had already entered Muneyoshi's half of the court.

"Heh... so even the senior knows these tricks for seizing the rhythm..."

Seeing Mouri's actions, Muneyoshi chuckled softly.

Bang!

He slid his foot to the left, flicked his wrist, and delivered a powerful smash that sent Mouri's serve back.

With Muneyoshi's precise ball control, the tennis ball landed directly on Mouri's opposite baseline.

Returning such a high-speed serve was a breeze for Muneyoshi.

"It's very fast. If Liu's information is correct, this ball should also be very powerful, but... we can catch up!"

Mori Juzaburo moved with lightning speed, catching up with the tennis ball in the blink of an eye.

Bang!

He flicked his wrist, dissipating some of the force from the tennis ball, and then pushed off the ground with all his might.

The tennis ball was traced in a perfect straight arc by the racket, falling towards Muneyoshi's baseline.

"Well done Mouri -senpai!"

Mouri's instantaneous reaction demonstrated his astonishing versatility and talent, and his timing was impeccable.

However, just when they thought that Mouri was finally going to score,

Bang!

With a flash of light, Muneyoshi appeared at the baseline. He slightly turned his body and pulled back, his outstretched arm quickly pushing the racket downwards.

Golden glints rippled, enveloping the tennis ball before the net swished around it.

The tennis ball, accompanied by a sharp gust of wind, ricocheted straight off at an angle and landed precisely on the angle between Mori Juzaburo's baseline and the sideline.

"That's truly astonishing skill. And is this a simplified version of the final move from his match against Yukimura?"

Mouri's strong mental fortitude allowed him to see things that others couldn't.

The faint golden light made his eyes gleam.

He strode forward quickly, Mouri mind racing as he realized that this ball couldn't be returned in the conventional way.

What awaits him then is definitely having his racket knocked away.

Therefore.

Bang!

The instant the tennis ball bounced off the ground, Mouri's body had already shrunk across the landing point, the racket spinning in his hand, then instantly swung horizontally, his arm bent and slashing at the bouncing tennis ball.

The powerful destructive force was instantly transmitted from the racket frame to his wrist.

However, Mouri, whose strength attribute was not bad, managed to steady his wrist. He pushed off the ground with his right foot and exerted all his strength, unleashing an attack style similar to the Explosive Ball Wild Dance Tachibana Kippei.

"Senior Mouri, I didn't expect your mental and physical attributes to be so evenly matched. But even with the best talent, how long can you maintain it without putting in the effort to develop and maintain it?"

Seeing that Mouri had noticed the anomaly and immediately made a change, Muneyoshi was also amazed by his talent.

Despite his surprise, Muneyoshi did not stop.

With a stomp of his foot, a faint Darkness Domain appeared, and with a tap of his toes, Muneyoshi was already in the path of the flying tennis ball.

Instead of waiting for the tennis ball to bounce and weaken its force before returning the hit, Muneyoshi unleashed another smash at the ball.

The target was precisely the gap in Mori Juzaburo's footwork, which he hadn't yet recovered from making a large movement while returning the previous ball.

A beam of light shot out from between his legs in an instant.

Bang!

"Saeki Muneyoshi scores, score 15-0."

"Such speed and movements... Senior Mouri is completely overwhelmed by Saeki Muneyoshi!"

"That Saeki Muneyoshi is actually able to suppress Mouri -senpai in his area of expertise; it seems his strength is getting stronger and stronger!"

Sanada and Yukimura stared intently at Saeki Muneyoshi's retreating figure; they were well aware of just how fast Mouri's reaction speed was.

Moreover, he hadn't displayed this speed when he faced off against Saeki Muneyoshi before, but now he was even faster than Mouri.

"Genichiro, it seems our training still isn't enough!"

Muneyoshi's improved strength made Yukimura feel a sense of urgency. At this moment, he turned around and looked at the people in the rest area behind him, and surprisingly, he interrupted Sanada, who usually liked to compete.

However, Sanada did not refute this, because he thought so too.

Bang!

"Game, Fudomine Saeki Muneyoshi scores, score 3-0."

Bang!

"Rikkai Dai's Mouri scores, score 15-30."

Although the score showed an absolute dominance, to the average viewer, it appeared to be a very intense fight between the two.

Suddenly, Mouri, who was originally unable to catch up with the counterattack, extended his wrist by several centimeters in an instant.

Then, using the momentum, he lifted the tennis ball forward and it landed directly in Muneyoshi's backcourt.

He finally managed to get a small point from Muneyoshi.

On the sidelines, at Rikkai Dai's rest area.

"Huff huff..."

Mouri sat exhausted on the coach's bench, and Yukimura handed him a towel and water.

"What do you think, Mouri -senpai?"

"Yukimura, I'm experiencing the same feeling you had at the Kanto Tournament. He was a truly formidable opponent."

Upon hearing Yukimura's question, Mouri wet a towel with water, draped it over his head, and said calmly.

"Yes, senior! He is indeed Rikkai Dai's greatest rival, but having such a rival and defeating them is the most wonderful thing, isn't it?"

Yukimura remained calm. The pressure from Saeki Muneyoshi was suffocating, but it also allowed them to witness the further advancements in tennis.

Mouri nodded, ripped off the towel, picked up his racket, and went back onto the court.

"Yukimura, I won't give up so easily!"

Meanwhile, in the Fudomine area, Hanamura Aoi felt relatively unburdened. Watching Muneyoshi sip his water, she whispered:

"I didn't expect Rikkai Dai's Mouri to be so strong. If it weren't for you in Singles 1 situation, even Keith wouldn't be safe..."

Muneyoshi nodded. Hanamura Aoi, sitting on the coach's bench, must have seen it clearly. What Mouri had just shown was indeed beyond that of many junior high school students.

"Coach, I told you, I would win the championship!"

After saying that, Muneyoshi put down his water glass and calmly returned to the court.

On the field.

After a short break, the game continued.

As Saeki Muneyoshi prepared to serve again, Mori Juzaburo glanced once more at the spot where the previous ball had landed.

Standing in the receiving area, with his knees slightly bent Mouri his eyelids lowered, a thoughtful look appeared in his eyes.

Muneyoshi's powerful serve is impressive, but there is no such thing as an unbreakable ball in this world.

Although Muneyoshi's serve was fast before, it was very similar to Sanada's. After getting used to it for the first two games, he had a plan to counter it.

Bang!

"ACE, Saeki Muneyoshi scores, 40-15."

Bang!

"Game, Fudomine Junior High Saeki Muneyoshi, 4-0."

However, having taken precautions against Mouri's joint mobility, Muneyoshi this time placed his serve slightly further away from Mouri, and directly won his service game again.

The first-year students from Fudomine, watching from the sidelines, cheered wildly as Muneyoshi displayed his prowess and won another game.

"Two more rounds!"

"Two more rounds!"

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