Final Round, vs. Tezuka!

Tokyo.

Lawson Tennis Center.

Since all the morning matches went the full distance, the finals were moved to the afternoon.

After the morning matches concluded, the crowd thinned out considerably.

By 3 PM, the previously quiet Lawson Tennis Center began to buzz with activity.

"Mukahi, hurry... hurry up and come here, I can't squeeze through."

The boy with long brown hair was pushing his way through the crowd, almost unable to breathe.

Behind him, the boy with burgundy hair was also pushing hard to get out, trying to secure the best viewing spot.

Originally, Shishido and Mukahi hadn't planned to come watch the match.

But the thought of Tezuka and Kamikawa playing made them come over.

They didn't have anything else to do anyway; even if they didn't watch the match, they'd just go back to training. They might as well squeeze in and watch, who knows, maybe they could learn a new technique.

"You brat, stop pushing."

"Seriously, this kid doesn't look big, but he's got quite some strength."

"He looks like a tennis player too, seems like he was one of the top 8 in the previous JR Tournament. Let them through."

"Honestly, they should have come earlier."

The surrounding spectators grumbled, but they still made way for Shishido and Mukahi.

Seeing this, the two didn't hesitate and quickly pushed their way to the very front, finally getting a clear view of the entire court.

"Thanks, uncles."

Shishido said to the group of middle-aged men behind him.

"Uncles? You brat, I'm only eighteen this year."

"No manners at all, I just graduated high school this year."

"..."

Unexpectedly, Shishido's words stirred up dissatisfaction among the men behind him.

They weren't that old; even those in their twenties disliked being called "uncle."

However, considering Shishido's young age, most people didn't dwell on it and quietly turned their attention to the court. The JR Tournament elementary division finals were about to begin.

This time, it was unprecedented, with both finalists being tennis players from Tokyo.

And they were two players who weren't favored before the match.

"Tezuka, this should be our first official match against each other, right?"

Kamikawa walked to the center of the court, racket in hand, and said with a smile.

He was different from Tezuka. Kamikawa had declined previous tournaments held in Tokyo, citing it as too troublesome, as there were only a few notable tennis players in Tokyo.

Besides, he hadn't intended to face Tezuka early in the main tournament.

Friendly matches were one thing, and the main tournament was another. Tezuka would absolutely not hold back in the main tournament, even if it was against his good friend, his childhood buddy.

Similarly, Kamikawa wouldn't hold back either.

But the time wasn't right, and Kamikawa wouldn't make a move easily.

And now, it was time to make a move. Kamikawa couldn't bear to see Tezuka go to Seigaku. Even if he did go, Kamikawa would personally pave the way for Tezuka.

"Yes."

Tezuka nodded and said, "This match, let's give it our full concentration."

"Alright!" Kamikawa nodded.

He placed his racket on the ground and stood on his hands on the court.

"Which?"

"Smooth!"

The racket spun a few times before it clattered to the ground with a thud.

"It's 'smooth,' what's your choice?"

"I'll serve."

"Okay, I'll take the other side then."

After a brief exchange, both players returned to their respective baselines.

The referee took a deep breath, unable to help but sigh at the dawn of a new era.

In the morning, he had personally witnessed Kamikawa and Yukimura's match, and the scene was incredibly shocking. This boy named Tezuka might be even stronger.

With a score of 6-0, he had perfectly defeated the genius boy from Kanagawa Prefecture.

In the past, he was only a coach for the JR Tournament because he lacked talent.

This world is very realistic. Some people may practice tennis for five or ten years and still not be as good as someone who has only studied for a year, or even three months. In the face of talent, perhaps effort is truly worthless.

"The match begins! One set decides the winner."

Seeing that both sides were ready, the referee also shouted loudly, "Tezuka Kunimitsu serves, game to one!"

Bang!

Bang!!

"The finals have finally begun."

Shishido watched the two people on the court with great excitement.

"I think Tezuka's strength is a bit stronger."

Mukahi also gave his opinion. After all, Mukahi lost to Tezuka, while Shishido lost to Kamikawa.

If Tezuka won, it would be equivalent to him beating Shishido.

Shishido heard this and shook his head, "Kamikawa is stronger... I always feel... Tezuka is like Yukimura this morning."

"Tch~"

Mukahi pouted. It was true that Yukimura's strength was formidable.

But if you're praising Kamikawa so much, are you convinced by his skill? However, it had to be admitted that Kamikawa's backhand and slice shots were indeed excellent. If it were him, he would have also ended with a 6-0 score like Shishido.

"Hoo..."

"Here I go."

Towards his childhood friend, Tezuka rarely showed a hint of a smile.

"Come on, Tezuka Kunimitsu!"

Kamikawa said solemnly and calmly.

Hearing this, Tezuka also tossed the ball, raised his hand, and swung his racket.

Boom!!

With a loud bang, the tennis ball left a faint yellow afterimage, accurately aiming at the edge of the service line.

"So fast!"

"So accurate!!"

Most of the spectators outside had watched the match between Kamikawa and Yukimura and thought that Tezuka had won 6-0 because his opponent was too weak. Now, it seemed that this serve level already demonstrated his strength.

"His level is not weak."

Yukimura couldn't help but be surprised. "Although it's just a simple straight serve, the speed and accuracy are both excellent. Sanada, you didn't lose unfairly."

Sanada didn't reply, his eyes intently fixed on the two people on the court.

That serve was indeed excellent, but he could still return it.

The man's true strength wasn't his serve, but his control and his spectacular domain skill!!

Almost at the same time, Kamikawa appeared at the landing spot of the ball. Without much hesitation, he hit it back with a backhand.

Feeling the special spin coming from the tennis ball, Kamikawa's brows twitched slightly.

Before anyone could think, Tezuka had already caught up with the ball and hit it back again.

Swish!!

The faint yellow trajectory streaked across the air rapidly.

"Tsk..."

The moment Kamikawa received the ball, he felt that familiar spin again. Without hesitation, he used the reverse spin to reduce some of its power and shot it back towards the reverse cross-court.

Others might not understand Tezuka, but Kamikawa understood his opponent better than anyone.

"Hoo..."

The reaction and judgment of these two were such that they pushed the ball to the opponent's blind spot with almost every shot.

Anyone else would have lost points by now, but they were still in a stalemate.

And everyone knew that neither of them was using their full strength at this moment.

Bang!

Bang!!

Kamikawa and Tezuka's return shots continued to accelerate, and fewer and fewer spectators could keep up with their rhythm.

Snap~

Kamikawa unexpectedly lowered his racket and executed a high-quality net slice shot.

Tezuka immediately stopped in his tracks and rushed forward.

Snap!

Before the tennis ball hit the ground, he flicked it with his backhand, sending it flying into the air.

At this moment, Kamikawa had already rushed to the net, leaped into the air, hung suspended for a moment, and slammed down fiercely.

Tezuka reacted instantly, extending his racket to block!

The moment the racket made contact with the tennis ball, he felt the strange force coming from it, and the racket flew out of his hand.

Clang!

The racket fell to the ground, and the tennis ball landed beside Tezuka.

"0-15!"