Sanada's Anger

"Bring out that guy here named Sanada Genichirou. Tell him someone wants to challenge him."

Upon arriving at Rikkai Dai's training field, Kevin Smith pursed his lips and spoke to the ordinary Rikkai Dai players who were training in an almost commanding tone.

Looking at the two arrogant foreigners in front of them, the members of the Rikkai Dai Tennis Club who were training all showed unfriendly expressions.

"Where did this brat come from?"

"What did he just say? Challenge the deputy minister?"

"Am I hearing right? Or is he not thinking straight?"

"Damn it, how dare they come to Rikkai Dai to provoke us..."

"Let's throw them out before the deputy minister arrives..."

Kevin Smith looked at the Rikkai Dai, whose emotions he had stirred with just a few words, with a hint of disdain.

"Is this Japan tennis is like? No wonder it's a tennis wasteland. The so-called kings of Kanto are nothing special now, they don't even dare to accept a challenge!"

Upon hearing Kevin Smith's renewed provocation, the Rikkai Dai team was truly enraged.

"Kid, you're too arrogant! Let us throw them out!"

As one of the people in the crowd roared, in an instant, all the members of Rikkai Dai's Tennis Club were aroused with anger.

As a school with a prestigious heritage in the Kanto region, they could not accept such blatant provocation.

Although Rikkai Dai has been defeated by Fudomine, they are not convinced, after all, Rikkai Dai is a powerful force in the country.

They have always faced very few challenges, let alone those from such an arrogant person.

The outcry from nearly a hundred people was deafening, but Kevin Smith and his friend Billy Katie remained unfazed, even letting out a sneer upon seeing the Rikkai Dai's reaction.

"What, your leader Sanada Genichirou, doesn't dare to come out? He actually sent you bunch of trash to stand up for him."

"Asshole..."

Seeing the two foreigners' disdainful expressions and hearing Kevin Smith's arrogant words, the people of Rikkai Dai were furious and surrounded the two foreigners, ready to attack them.

"What are you all doing gathered here? Get out of the way, they're here to see me!"

A deep voice rang out, instantly stopping the actions of the Rikkai Dai members. The Rikkai Dai Tennis Club members, who had been angrily shouting, also fell silent.

Wearing a baseball cap and holding a tennis racket, Sanada stepped onto the court.

His uniform was stained with sweat, as if he had just finished a match.

"You've finally appeared, Sanada Genichirou from Rikkai Dai!"

Kevin Smith stared at the man in the news photo who looked exactly like him. He knew he had found the real deal, so he stepped forward, looked up at Sanada, and issued a challenge:

"I am Kevin Smith from America. I've come here to defeat you and prove that I'm stronger than Echizen Ryoma."

Kevin Smith was very excited, ever since he learned about Echizen Ryoma's miserable experience after returning to Japan.

The original obsession with defeating Echizen Ryoma was automatically replaced by the desire to surpass him.

As a defeated man Echizen Ryoma no longer deserves his remembrance, and he only needs to defeat the person before him to prove that he is stronger than that Echizen Ryoma...

Glancing at Kevin Smith's obvious excitement, Sanada remained remarkably calm. He then looked at the two challengers and spoke in an utterly cold tone:

"Don't tell me your name, I'm not interested. If you dare to challenge Rikkai Dai, then you should be prepared to kneel down and atone for your provocation!"

Of course, Sanada didn't make any reckless threats. Although he was confident in his abilities, he had suffered quite a few defeats in the past two years, so he was taking it very seriously...

They tactically disregarded their opponents, but strategically made thorough preparations.

However, Kevin Smith scoffed dismissively at Sanada Genichirou's words. "Hmph, anyone can talk big, as long as they can actually do it..."

He's going to teach Sanada Genichirou a lesson today!

The two exchanged a glance, then walked directly onto the court. Sanada tossed a tennis ball directly to Kevin Smith: "You serve."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sanada walked straight to the hair-receiving area.

Snap!

Kevin Smith caught the incoming tennis ball with a vengeance, his eyes blazing with anger. Sanada's nonchalant decision to hand over the serve to him clearly showed that he didn't take him seriously.

"Sanada Genichirou, I'll make you regret this!"

Suppressing his anger, Kevin gently patted the tennis ball, glanced at Sanada's position on the opposite side, and then tossed the ball high into the air.

Swish!

As the tennis ball was tossed high into the air, Kevin Smith pushed off the ground with his feet and leaped high into the air, leaning forward.

With a sudden burst of power, the left hand, gripping the racket tightly, swung up from behind and slammed down hard on the tennis ball.

Bang!

With a crisp sound, the tennis ball transformed into a streak of yellow light, spinning intensely, and landed precisely in the angle of the Sanada half-court receiving area.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle...

The tennis ball landed, spinning and rubbing against the ground. After pausing for a second, it bounced up with a whoosh, heading straight for Sanada's cheek.

"It's happening, it's Kevin's Twist Serve..."

Billy Ketty, who accompanied Kevin to the stadium, had a smile in his eyes, showing his confidence in Kevin's abilities.

He was even convinced that Kevin's serve would score a point.

Meanwhile, the Rikkai Dai members around him looked at the excited Billy Ketty not far away, puzzled.

"It's just a Twist Serve, what's he getting so excited about?"

"Does this guy think he can score directly against the vice minister with Twist Serve?"

"No way! No way!"

At that moment, Sanada, on the court, showed no change in expression as he saw the tennis ball about to hit his cheek.

Although this move seems somewhat familiar, it's as if even a first-year Seigaku knows this technique.

However, he didn't think it was anything special, since Echizen Ryoma didn't hold much weight in his heart; it was just a matter of ten minutes or so.

Sanada glanced at Kevin's confident smile across the table and tightened his grip slightly.

Swift as the Wind!

Thud...

With a loud thud, the tennis ball bounced heavily onto the iron net behind Kevin.

Faced with Sanada's lightning-fast counterattack, Kevin Smith didn't react at all; only a golden light, like a fleeting afterimage, passed by, and it was all over.

Kevin Smith stared wide-eyed at the tennis ball rolling at his feet, his face filled with disbelief.

"Hiss~"

Suddenly, a sharp pain brought him back to his senses. When he instinctively raised his hand to touch his left cheek, he felt a burning pain.

A deep, wind-slashed gash appeared on her once fair face, and blood was slowly trickling down her cheek...

"How... how is this possible... how could there be such a master in Japan!"

Off the court, Billy Ketty's eyes were filled with disbelief and shock.

Kevin was the number one player on their West Coast exchange team, and his unstoppable Twist Serve was returned so easily that Kevin couldn't even react.

This was undoubtedly a huge shock to his worldview on tennis.

On the court, Kevin Smith's arrogant expression had completely vanished, and his eyes were filled with seriousness as he looked at Sanada.

"With this kind of strength, they dare to challenge Rikkai Dai..."

The return shot scored a point, but Sanada's expression wasn't good either. He had thought that the opponent who dared to challenge them now must have some strength.

But judging from his recent performance, Kevin's ability can only be described as garbage.

"Has Rikkai Dai really fallen on hard times? Even a nobody like you dares to mess with us!"

It seems that Rikkai Dai has been underestimated after failing to win the Kanto title for two consecutive years...

This infuriated Sanada, who valued Rikkai Dai's honor above all else.

The shame must be washed away with blood. Sanada was prepared to strike hard; he wanted to make everyone before him understand that Rikkai Dai could not be humiliated...

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