Wave Serve

Fuji, standing at the net, saw the ball flying towards his face.

He immediately blocked with his racket, but instead hit a Lob Shot.

Then, Hirakoba jumped nimbly and hit a smash.

The ball flew towards Fuji again, and Fuji, who was already ready to catch it, Fuji changed his expression.

The ball, which was flying straight through the air, suddenly changed direction and flew to the other side.

As if suddenly realizing something, Fuji looked to the side.

The tennis ball was flying in the direction Coach Ryuzaki was in.

"Oh no... his goal from the very beginning was..."

But it was too late to react at that point; even Kawamura, who was closer to Coach Ryuzaki, couldn't catch up.

Coach Ryuzaki, sitting on the Coach's bench, also noticed the changes in tennis, but given his age, it was too late for him to avoid them.

Just as the tennis ball was about to hit Coach Ryuzaki, a hand suddenly appeared and blocked the flying ball.

"So it turns out you're not only foul-mouthed, but your behavior is also utterly vile."

Horio caught Horio's smash with his Hirakoba, and his expression turned somewhat grim.

It's not because tennis is so powerful, but Higa Junior High.

"Like father, like son. What kind of Coach you have, the players won't be any better. People like you don't deserve the respect of your opponents."

At this moment, Horio's eyes were calm, like a still pond.

Looking at Saotome Harumi on the other side, Horio spoke again.

"Don't bring your Okinawan barbarity into the tennis match; this is a clean place."

After saying that, Horio turned and glanced at Hirakoba before climbing over the fence and returning to the players' area.

At this moment, Hirakoba was also stunned by Horio's gaze. Although it was a very calm gaze, it made people feel that there was a hidden undercurrent of turmoil.

"How could they be so despicable? We, the members of Seigaku, gathered together because we wanted to play a match in the National Tournament without any regrets. For this goal, each of us made sacrifices."

But you showed such disrespect to your opponents, and even to the entire competition; you don't deserve forgiveness."

"Is this your tennis? If so, we would never lose to people like you."

Before Kawamura could react to what Hirakoba and the others had said, Fuji immediately questioned Hirakoba.

"Hmph, then let's give it a try."

Hirakoba clearly hadn't realized the seriousness of the matter and was still making flippant provocations.

"Hehehe, I'm not trying to scare you, old woman. Get lost before you get hurt. Our team members have very poor self-control."

Just as Hirakoba finished his provocation on the field, Saotome Harumi started courting disaster again off the field.

"So you only train students with poor self-control? Then your level isn't much better. And let me remind you, if you and your teammates continue to act like barbarians, you'll regret it."

"I already told you beforehand, otherwise that kind of ball wouldn't have only happened once."

"Hmph, not only is he incompetent, but he's also a real barbarian."

Saotome Harumi remained unmoved by Coach Ryuzaki's warning.

He made a move as if to attack, but at that moment a beam of light flashed from outside the arena.

A tennis ball grazed Saotome Harumi's eyes and struck the Coach's bench next to him.

With a loud bang, the wooden Coach's bench was broken in half.

Splinters of wood flew out from the broken part, stinging Saotome Harumi's face. Looking at the horrific state of the Coach bench, her legs trembled uncontrollably, and she finally collapsed to her knees before Coach Ryuzaki.

"I told you to keep things clean, don't make me clean up the trash."

Horio's words came again, and at the same time, it wasn't just Saotome Harumi who was startled by Horio's ball interrupting the Coach bench.

And everyone from Higa Junior High, both inside and outside the stadium, had a very serious expression on their faces, especially their Captain, Kite.

"You bastard, if you're so afraid of tennis, you might as well not be a tennis Coach."

Looking at Saotome Harumi kneeling on the ground trembling, Coach Ryuzaki made no attempt to hide his disgust.

"I won't let this go so easily. I'll make you pay for this humiliation in full."

With her jaw clenched and a look of resentment on her face, Saotome Harumi stared at Coach Ryuzaki.

The game continued, and because of Horio's intervention, the point should have been awarded to Higa Junior High.

However, the referee disagreed with Higa Junior High's actions and ruled that Higa Junior High was out of bounds, with the score continuing at 15-0.

"You'd better not provoke us."

"We should be the ones saying that."

Hirakoba remained as arrogant as ever, and Fuji had lost his smile.

Surprisingly, Kawamura was no longer burning at the bottom line.

Hirakoba's actions just now clearly angered Kawamura.

As usual, Kawamura tossed the ball up, his arm muscles tensing up.

"That's... Wave Ball!?"

"Is Aron planning to hit Wave Ball when he serves!?"

"Wave Ball usually require the power of the opponent's shot, which is then amplified by the player's own power to multiply the ball's strength. I have never seen Wave Ball be hit directly from the serve."

Teammates like Oishi had never seen Kawamura hit Wave Serve.

After gathering his strength, Kawamura swung his racket forcefully at the falling ball.

The tennis ball flew towards Hirakoba with a strong ripple of air, but Hirakoba remained as arrogant as ever.

Bang...

"Seigaku Fuji Kawamura score, 30:0"

"It really works!"

"You can actually serve using the Wave Ball!"

"Wouldn't that mean Kawamura- Senpai would have a serve that makes him invincible in service games, just like Tadashi?"

"No, compared to the Big Bang, Kawamura 'Senpai Wave Serve is more likely to put a strain on the arm."

The Big Bang serve emphasizes technique, while the Wave Serve relies primarily on arm strength; if you keep hitting it, your arm muscles will tire more easily.

Horio could tell that Kawamura was also getting angry, so he used Wave Serve.

"Hmph, not bad, but how many times can you hit that kind of serve?"

Hirakoba was slightly shocked when his racket was knocked out, but he quickly recovered.

Bang...

"Seigaku Fuji and Kawamura score, 40:0"

Bang...

"Seigaku Fuji Kawamura score, score 1-0"

"Aron, are you alright? That serve..."

"It's alright, Fuji. My body is strong enough now; a few Wave Ball won't affect me."

Seeing Kawamura's serious expression, Fuji knew that the other man wasn't lying, but still suggested that Kawamura ease up a bit.

"Aron, now it's their service game, and they'll definitely try to get back on top of what they just lost."

So from now on, stop hitting the Wave Ball and let me handle them."