The End of the Osaka Trip

Hiss!

Even though he was fully aware of the situation and had prepared himself, Muneyoshi was still taken aback by what he saw.

He simply received the ball based on his prediction of the tennis ball's trajectory and his own habits.

Unexpectedly, all that was heard was a tearing sound, and the tennis ball instantly pierced through the face of his racket.

The tennis ball flew straight through the racket face, slammed into the ground behind him, bounced off the racket, hit the wall, and left a noticeable mark on the ground.

Muneyoshi took a deep look at the marks on the ground, then brought the racket to his eyes. A burnt smell wafted from the broken strings.

It's easy to imagine how terrifying the penetrating power of that attack was!

"The power is unbelievable! This guy, Hirazeni, was already so good at utilizing the sweet spot in middle school!"

Muneyoshi was genuinely surprised.

"Gulp... Ha! Another junior high student starting to master the optimal hitting point technique? Too bad he's gone a bit astray!"

After taking a sip of sake, Mifune Nyudo was slightly surprised by Hirazeni's performance.

But that's all.

Several people who entered the training camp this year have been exposed to this technique, but the difference lies in the intensity of their mastery.

"It seems that Byōdōin, this 'catfish' (referring to the school's influence), has indeed had a significant impact on this generation of junior high school students..."

"And what about you? Can you become the next 'catfish'?"

Withdrawing his gaze from Hirazeni, Mifune Nyudo glanced indifferently at Saeki Muneyoshi, who seemed unsurprised by all of this.

"A sniper's Gun Bullet!"

Muneyoshi put the broken racket back into the tennis bag, then took out a new racket and said calmly.

His voice immediately drew the attention of everyone at Shitenhoji.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, Muneyoshi adjusted the net strings on his racket and continued:

"As expected of Senior Hirazeni's strongest technique! That forehand smash was like a bullet shot; Senior must have completely mastered the secret of the optimal hitting point!"

"Moreover, unlike other people's special moves that can only be used a few times, this shot from you has almost no side effects on your arm, so you can use it freely!"

"Unfortunately, every advantage has its disadvantages. Although this move was incredibly powerful,... the senior went astray and missed the opportunity to enter another world and experience its scenery..."

That is indeed the case.

If Hirazeni's approach to transforming and applying Sweet Spot Technique is to wait until his own fundamentals are fully developed, then perfect his understanding of sweet spot hitting, and finally combine it with his mental state to achieve a transformation.

Instead of combining it with its own compatibility in advance.

Then his future will have a higher probability of success.

At that time, it would have been possible for Hirazeni to elevate this move to the level of a world-class skill.

This is not to say that Muneyoshi exaggerated or elevated him; it's just that it's a pity.

The creation of any world-class skill requires the perfect utilization of the sweet spot; this is one of the foundations upon which all techniques are built.

Not just Shining Shot and Darkness Shot, but many other types as well...

After mastering the techniques for finding the best hitting point, Hirazeni created his own signature move.

Although it appears powerful, it actually cuts off the potential for further exploration and perfect control of this path.

This reflects a lack of understanding of the path of tennis, which is quite a pity.

As for the other Shitenhoji, they were also somewhat surprised upon hearing Muneyoshi's words.

They didn't understand what Muneyoshi meant by those words, and all turned their gazes toward Hirazeni on the field.

On the field!

Hirazeni did not take Muneyoshi's words to heart.

Instead, like a cowboy, he deftly rotated the handle with his left hand, head down, raised the handle to his face, gently blew on it, then flipped the handle over and put it in his pocket.

"Hey buddy, it's too late to say anything now."

"I'm going to shoot you through the heart! Thud!"

Hirazeni made a sniping gesture to Muneyoshi.

"Ha! Let's go then!"

After Muneyoshi changed his racket, the match continued.

Bang!

Hirazeni, in one fell swoop, fired two more sniper Gun Bullet, holding onto his serve.

The opponent's special moves can be used not only during the match, but also in their serves, which are extremely fast.

Twenty minutes later.

Bang!

With his strong fundamentals and mastery of the best hitting point, Muneyoshi broke serve first, making the score 5-3.

"He's a first-year student too, what a terrifying guy..."

Shiraishi's Shiraishi hair fluttered in the breeze, and a look of shock appeared in her eyes.

In the past twenty minutes, Muneyoshi has demonstrated his basic strength and powerful physique, which are far superior to those of his peers.

Although he didn't show many special moves, he was nowhere to be seen in the final shot against Ishida.

However, it was this power of suppressing the opponent purely through basic strength that shocked Shiraishi, who was immersed in basic tempering.

He seemed to see his own future potential in Muneyoshi.

"Ha... these kids these days are all so amazing... you'd better keep it up, Shiraishi!"

Watanabe Osamu looked at the boy on the field who remained calm even during the intense match, and felt a pang of emotion. He then patted Shiraishi on the shoulder beside him.

Speaking of which Saeki Muneyoshi, like Shiraishi and the others, is only a first-year student.

However, the strength and spirit displayed by the opponent in the match made even Hirazeni, the head of Shitenhoji, lose his interest in continuing his antics.

"No wonder he was able to turn Tokyo Metropolis upside down; even the newspapers speak so highly of him."

Watanabe Osamu recalled his earlier phone call inquiring about Saeki Muneyoshi, who had challenged almost every school in Tokyo Metropolis.

Aside from a few unclear matches, they have no losses.

Although he had a lot of confidence in his team, it now seemed that their preparations were far from sufficient.

"Gun Bullet!"

Seeing that Muneyoshi had reached match point, Hirazeni no longer held back. He roared and unleashed his signature move once more, producing a dull, bullet-like sound as he struck the ball.

The tennis ball, with amazing penetrating power and spin, was shot into Muneyoshi's half of the court at a high angle.

Although Muneyoshi broke two rackets, each time the tennis ball stayed on the racket for a longer and longer period of time.

Moreover, compared to the initial method of directly piercing the racket.

The second racket was only loosened due to the strings being torn; it wasn't completely destroyed.

Others might not notice, but Hirazeni clearly realized that Muneyoshi's grasp of the optimal hitting point was no less than his.

Therefore, many of his subsequent Gun Bullet were not aimed directly at Muneyoshi, but rather at his blind spots or positions where he couldn't save the ball in time.

Bang!

"Hirazeni's score: 15-0."

"Gun Bullet!"

It was a very familiar stance again, a powerful smash from the left hand, the tennis ball shooting out from the black mist accompanied by sparks.

Muneyoshi's gaze sharpened, and a cold, gloomy aura began to spread throughout the room.

"Thank you for your guidance in this match, senior. It has helped me further understand the optimal hitting point. Now, please witness my tennis skills!"

Thump!

With a sudden sprint, followed by a sliding motion, Muneyoshi caught up with the Gun Bullet and swung his racket fiercely.

The tennis ball struck the racket face, rubbing intensely against it.

In an instant, a dim purplish-black light emerged, and Muneyoshi's entire body seemed to be embedded with a constantly rising black flame.

"Dark!"

Muneyoshi let out a cold shout, and pushed his racket forward with a sudden burst of dark light, and a scorching smell filled the air.

Snap!

The racket in Hirazeni's hand was instantly knocked away by the enormous force contained in the tennis ball and fell to the ground.

"Game, Saeki Muneyoshi, 15:15."

"What!"

The people at Shitenhoji wore expressions of disbelief.

"Minister... Minister's secret weapon..."

"It got rejected..."

"The Gun Bullet were destroyed head-on?!"

Hirazeni's face darkened. Although he had anticipated this moment after so long in the competition, he still couldn't help but feel a little bitter when the moment finally arrived.

Is Shitenhoji going to be picked by a first-year student?!

No, he can't accept it!

"Gun Bullet!"

Fueled by indignation, Hirazeni's shot became faster and more penetrating.

"Senior, this trick no longer works on me!"

"Let it end, Fallen Light!"

As Muneyoshi finished speaking, in Hirazeni's eyes, a dense black light burst forth from Muneyoshi's body.

As the eerie light emanating from his body deepened, the Dark Markings around Muneyoshi's eyes grew more pronounced, and a sinister aura continuously emanated from him...

Bang!

With a muffled thud, the racket gleamed with an inky black light, enveloping the tennis ball.

Call out!

A dark shadow quickly swept from Muneyoshi's half of the court to Hirazeni's half.

This shot seemed utterly ordinary, but a person watching from the corner found it fascinating.

A deep, dark glint flashed in Muneyoshi's eyes, hidden in the shadows.

Even the spectators around the stadium, unaware of what was happening, suddenly felt a chilling sense of danger.

After flying over the center net, ten ball shadows instantly appeared in Hirazeni's half of the court, all flying towards Hirazeni as if to completely envelop him.

"What's this!"

Everyone's eyes were filled with shock, Hirazeni's body instinctively reacted by trying to dodge.

However, just as this thought arose, the tennis ball, which Muneyoshi had swatted back, crisscrossed like a basketball net, enveloping Hirazeni.

Swish, swish, swish...

The moment the net flew over Hirazeni's body, it changed from ten lines to one again.

Buzz buzz buzz~

The tennis ball, swirling with black light and constantly churning with air currents, gradually grew larger until it formed the size of a washbasin in everyone's sight.

That moment was like a black sun falling from the sky, finally crashing into the back of Hirazeni.

Boom!

Hirazeni was thrown directly away...

P. S.: "Just checked, Danyang didn't expect to update over 10,000 words yesterday and today! This is all thanks to the rest I got. If only I could rest every day... Only everyone's monthly votes can build up a thick armor for me, impenetrable by Gun Bullet! Please vote!"