Kamikawa: Try Returning It, Akutsu!

Before long, Shishido and the others who had been following also arrived at the Yamabuki tennis club.

The entire tennis club had long since disbanded. There was someone on the court in front of them, and one of them was Kamikawa, whom they had been following.

Seeing Kamikawa walk onto the court, Mukahi pointed excitedly, "Look... look... I told you, that guy is definitely here to challenge us."

"Mukahi, don't you think something's wrong?"

Shishido pointed helplessly at the surroundings. Mukahi also came to his senses, "No, where is everyone? Why is it just one person, and an old man?!"

"That old man seems to be the coach of Yamabuki Junior High."

Oshitari was stunned for a moment, looking at the elderly man acting as the referee on the court. "I saw him in Tennis Weekly before. He's considered a legendary coach in the tennis world."

"Uh..."

Atobe looked at the old man with suspicion. "Is that old guy really a legendary coach?"

"Definitely. I wouldn't mistake him. It's said he was a coach when the Legendary Samurai was still a student, and he even led his team to defeat Seigaku at the time."

Oshitari nodded silently. He had learned this information from a tennis coach he met in Osaka previously.

Speaking of which, Yamabuki's annual participation in the National Tournament was inseparable from this legendary coach.

Hearing this, Tezuka's gaze also fell on the old man. He greatly admired the Legendary Samurai. It was said that he was the one who personally opened the door to Muga, and Tezuka even learned Domain Techniques from those matches.

When Samurai Nanjirou left Japan and went to North America, he never used Domain Techniques again.

Or rather, his opponents weren't even qualified to make him use Domain Techniques.

That's how monstrous he was back then!

"The Legendary Samurai, huh~"

Atobe raised an eyebrow.

Even though he had lived in England since childhood, he had heard of such a person.

"Now is not the time to talk about this."

Shishido suddenly shouted, "Look quickly, the match is about to begin."

The others also dismissed their thoughts and turned to look at the match about to take place on the court.

On the court.

"Thump... thump..."

Kamikawa bounced the tennis ball on the ground a few times and looked up at Akutsu.

"Are you ready?"

"Nonsense, let's just play."

Akutsu replied indifferently, tightening his grip on the racket.

His gaze was like that of a hungry wolf, fixed on the tennis ball. Deep down, he wanted to see how much strength the opponent had to make him feel wary.

"Alright!"

Kamikawa said no more. He tossed the ball up and slightly bent his knees.

The next second, Crack!!

With a crisp sound, Kamikawa swung his racket with great force.

The bright yellow tennis ball instantly appeared beside Akutsu.

Screeeech~

The tennis ball rubbed violently against the ground, tracing a bizarre arc. It flashed past Akutsu's feet and slammed into the wall. The powerful spin caused the tennis ball to rebound upwards instantly with all its might.

Akutsu looked down, staring at the black scorched mark left at his feet. His pupils contracted sharply.

"What... what was that just now?!"

Off the court, Shishido and the others, who were still watching for amusement, had their eyes wide open, especially Oshitari and Atobe.

Shishido and Mukahi had at least seen that serve before.

But seeing it again, they were still as shocked as ever.

Terrifying!

Bizarre!

Gorgeous!

Complex emotions surged in their hearts, and for a moment, they didn't know what to say.

"15-0!"

As the old man announced the score with his weathered voice on the court, The crowd finally recovered.

"What's wrong, Akutsu!"

Kamikawa raised an eyebrow, took a tennis ball from the side, and walked towards the other half of the court.

That look of shock, appearing on Akutsu's face.

It's truly a rare sight!

"Damn guy."

The latter shook his racket, his mind still replaying the serve from earlier.

Akutsu's dynamic vision was also astonishing. He clearly saw the trajectory of that serve, but at that moment, his body couldn't react at all.

Kamikawa suddenly thought of something, lightly tapped his head with the face of his racket, and said with a slight smile, "Oh right, I almost forgot. You haven't touched a tennis racket in a long time, have you?"

Immediately, he tossed the ball and raised his hand.

Another Dancing Golden Snake.

"Then I'll try to return it a little slower."

Bang!!

The tennis ball landed quickly again, moving around the court at a bizarre angle. Its speed had slightly decreased, but the exaggerated swinging angle made it impossible to return with normal means.

Akutsu's gaze followed the tennis ball, lowering his body and swinging his racket towards the landing spot ahead.

Whoosh~

A whistling sound came as the racket was raised into the air.

By then, the tennis ball had already flashed past his feet, hitting the wall again and bouncing back.

Ban's gaze was burning, his admiration evident. He had never imagined that a first-year junior high student could serve such a bizarre shot.

It was already difficult to return a serve that bounced at an angle so close to the ground, let alone a serve that swung back and forth with such an exaggerated amplitude that the ball would slip past if one wasn't careful.

He couldn't imagine seeing a tennis player with such terrifying talent at his age.

"30-0!"

"What kind of serve was that!"

From outside the court, Atobe couldn't help but ask after witnessing the bizarre serve again.

"Dancing Golden Snake."

Tezuka said calmly, "That's the name of the serve..."

As the words fell.

Everyone looked at Tezuka in unison.

After all, Tezuka and Kamikawa were always together, so he would obviously know more.

"I don't quite understand the principle behind the serve, but I'm sure a specific spin was applied at the moment of the serve, causing it to bounce a second time when it hits the wall."

Tezuka didn't know much about the principle of that serve, but he could tell that it required a specific spin, which was similar to the principle of his Zero.

The only difference was that the speed of that serve was equally terrifying.

"That guy didn't use this move when he played against me before."

A hint of frustration flashed in Oshitari's eyes.

He hadn't expected that during their match, he had given it his all, while the other party hadn't even used seventy percent, no, not even fifty percent of his strength.

A serve of that level was probably impossible for anyone in the entire junior high division.

"That serve must have a limit, right?"

Atobe placed his right palm against his face, looking at Kamikawa on the court through his fingers. Four consecutive serves had been Ace balls. Such a terrifying serve definitely had some kind of restriction.

Even with some kind of restriction, this serve could still serve as a trump card for the latter half of the match.

After all, in tennis matches, especially singles, one's own service game is the most crucial.

And that unparalleled serve would definitely allow Kamikawa to hold his service game steadily.

Based on this alone, he would be invincible in singles.

"I really didn't expect that guy's strength could be this formidable..."

A sense of dejection welled up in Atobe's heart, but it was quickly swallowed by endless fighting spirit.

He was different from others. While others might feel fear or trepidation when facing an insurmountable opponent, Atobe was different. He would only face his fear directly and conquer it.