I Am Sanada Genichiro

On the court, after Sanada Genichiro hit this shot, the spectators by the sidelines couldn't even see how it crossed the half-court line. This shot was incredibly fast. A scout by the sidelines, holding a speed measuring device, checked the speed: "195 kilometers per hour."

"It's not that fast, so why can't we see the trajectory of the tennis ball?"

At this point, some people began to doubt the speed the scout had reported.

"It's the swing. Our eyes can't keep up with Sanada Genichiro's swing speed." The scout continued to speak.

Kannagi Shinichi, inside the court, also didn't see Sanada Genichiro swing. However, upon hearing the sound of the ball landing, he instantly moved in front of it with his powerful lower body and swung back forcefully.

"This guy returned it."

Sanada's gaze on the opposite side also slightly deepened. This was the second person who could return his Swift as the Wind with the very first shot.

Although the angle Kannagi Shinichi returned the ball at wasn't good, giving the tennis ball some height and an opportunity for Sanada Genichiro to smash it.

It still annoyed Sanada. Sanada quickly moved to the net and swung his racket down forcefully, executing a violent smash:

"Aggressive as Fire."

The most important aspect of Sanada's Aggressive as Fire was its power. Sanada's arm left afterimages in the air as the tennis ball, like a burning cannonball, shot out fiercely.

With a "bang."

In an instant, the tennis ball slammed into Kannagi Shinichi's side of the court, bouncing off the ground with immense spin and power.

Facing this kind of power showdown, Kannagi Shinichi couldn't have asked for more.

Kannagi Shinichi gripped his racket with both hands, took his stance, and prepared to return Sanada's Aggressive as Fire.

"That move is coming!"

At this moment, all the spectators by the sidelines excitedly looked at the white-haired youth on the court, their eyes full of anticipation.

That move was truly shocking.

Everyone widened their eyes as they saw the youth swing his racket with both hands, shouting:

"Two-handed... Thunder... Roar... Eight... Trigrams."

The tennis ball, carrying a blast of air, smashed heavily into Sanada's side of the court like a cannonball.

Bang!

Seeing the incoming ball, Sanada's pupils contracted, and his hairs stood on end.

This ball was terrifying. His intuition told him that he absolutely could not receive this shot.

"But, I am Sanada Genichiro. I will never let myself retreat."

Sanada Genichiro gritted his teeth inwardly, tightened his grip on his racket, and rushed in front of the landing tennis ball. He withstood the surging blast of air that came with the ball and swung his racket down fiercely at it.

The moment he made contact with the ball, his wrist first felt the immense force from the ball, which then spread throughout his body.

First, his racket flew out of his hand, and then he himself was sent flying by the tennis ball, landing heavily back at the baseline.

On Court No. 2, there was now a deathly silence. The loudest sound was the spectators by the sidelines swallowing.

No matter how many times they watched this shot, they would still feel shocked.

"That guy named Sanada also got sent flying," Mukahi Gakuto said to Shishido Ryo, who had previously lost to Sanada Genichiro.

"Sanada Genichiro is strong, but that guy is undoubtedly at the pinnacle of our age group," Shishido Ryo said, looking at Kannagi Shinichi.

"He's pretty good. He'll be our captain when he enters middle school," Akutagawa Jirou said with a grin from the side.

Next to the Hyotei trio, a teasing voice sounded in their ears: "Shiraishi, it's a good thing you didn't participate in this match. If you got sent flying, you'd be so embarrassed."

The speaker was Mouri Jusaburou, who had not yet transferred to Rikkaidai, and his target was Shiraishi Kuranosuke, who had bandages wrapped around his arm.

At this moment, Shiraishi listened to Mouri Jusaburou's words, his face contorted, and he said resentfully, "Mouri-senpai..."

"Hahaha... I'm just teasing you," Mouri Jusaburou said, his smile fading. He looked at Kannagi Shinichi and said with a grave tone, "Kannagi Shinichi, his strength and explosive power have far surpassed the level of a middle schooler. No, even high schoolers don't have that kind of strength and explosive power. That guy named Sanada Genichiro has no hope of winning this match."

"Then, Mouri-senpai, can you defeat Kannagi Shinichi?" Listening to Mouri Jusaburou's eloquent speech, Shiraishi Kuranosuke, who knew Mouri Jusaburou's strength, asked doubtfully.

"Me?" Mouri Jusaburou was silent for a moment, then returned to his usual flippant demeanor, smiling, "That's hard to say. After all, I'm very strong."

At this moment, the Hyotei trio also looked at Mouri Jusaburou, their eyes filled with displeasure as they looked at the two of them.

In their hearts, Kannagi Shinichi was now the strongest. After all, he would be their club president when they entered middle school, even though this future club president seemed cold and difficult to get along with.

As if sensing the gazes of the Hyotei trio, Mouri Jusaburou shrugged it off and continued to jest, "I'm really strong."

Meanwhile, in the player's area, Chitose Senri and Tachibana Kippei, who had already finished their matches, were also watching this game.

At this moment, Chitose Senri said teasingly to Tachibana Kippei, "Kippei, you're not alone anymore. Finally, someone else has been sent flying like you."

"You bastard," Tachibana Kippei's veins bulged at Chitose Senri's words. He wrapped his arm around Chitose Senri's neck and roared, "I'll make you say that again."

On the other hand, Yukimura Seiichi, who couldn't see the situation of Sanada's match due to the distance between several courts, suddenly stopped.

He looked up at Court No. 2 where Sanada was, his brow furrowed. For some reason, a sense of unease welled up in his heart at this moment.

Sanada Genichiro, on Court No. 2, had already gotten up and picked up his racket, which had flown out.

However, a slight trace of blood had appeared on the tiger's mouth of his hands, and they were still trembling slightly.

Looking at the white-haired youth holding a racket across from him, Sanada Genichiro's eyes were filled with unwillingness.

"0:15, Kannagi Shinichi scores."

At this moment, the umpire's voice also rang out, and within that voice, there seemed to be a hint of shock.

This umpire was the one from court number 3, so he hadn't seen the match between Kannagi Shinichi and Tachibana Kippei before.

At this moment, the umpire sat on his chair, wiping a bit of sweat. Fortunately, he had previously served as an umpire in the Junior High Tokyo Metropolitan Tournament, so he had seen some big matches. Otherwise, if he were a rookie, he would have likely been frightened by the power of that shot.

"The hand holding the racket is trembling."

At this moment, a spectator close to Sanada Genichiro noticed Sanada Genichiro's abnormality and couldn't help but exclaim.

"After all, he took that terrifying shot head-on." At this moment, Tachibana Kippei said with a wry smile.

Sanada Genichiro was at least able to step forward and counter, while he himself was directly blown away by the shockwave during his match.

"No, Sanada's hand is injured." At this moment, Chitose Senri spoke up. He saw a trickle of blood already flowing from Sanada's hand.

At this moment, the umpire also heard the discussions and got off his chair, walking to Sanada Genichiro's side. "Student Sanada, if you are injured..."

Before the umpire could finish, Sanada Genichiro cut him off. "I want to continue the match."