"It looks like you've grown stronger and stronger, Fuji."
Agan was also taken aback by Fuji's Disappearing Serve being able to vanish a second time. Fuji's current strength had truly surprised him.
"Agan, you've grown stronger as well."
Facing Agan's praise, Fuji still wore a smile on his face.
"However, those few shots just now really crushed those two's confidence."
"Since that's the case, we need to seize the momentum and win this match in one go."
"Exactly, Fuji. Let's show those so-called masterpieces the strength of Seigaku."
Bang...
Bang...
Bang...
Bang...
"Seigaku scores. The score is 4:0."
Bang... Bang...
"Seigaku scores..."
"Seigaku scores. 40:0."
Bang...
"Seigaku scores. The score is 5:0."
Against Fuji and Agan, who were firing on all cylinders, the twin pair—having already lost their confidence—had no ability to fight back.
The two men on the court were gasping for breath, and none of the arrogant air they had displayed at the beginning remained.
"To think they reduced my proud masterpieces to such a state. Seigaku really is an interesting place."
In the coach's seat, Coach Hanamura was not angry at all despite Kōhei and Yōhei being beaten so badly.
In Hanamura's eyes, they were already masterpieces worthy of her approval. Being suppressed to this extent only proved that their opponents were no ordinary players.
"Fuji, the data shows their chance of turning this around is zero. End the match quickly."
"Is that so? Then let's take First Doubles cleanly."
Bang...
"Seigaku scores. The score is 6:0. Seigaku wins."
By now, the atmosphere throughout the venue had lost its initial excitement, because the result was far too unexpected.
Everyone had originally thought the two sides would be locked in a close battle, but what they witnessed was nothing more than a one-sided crushing.
"Hehe, awesome! Fuji