A Fleeting Glimpse of Tennis Skill!

"Quickly moving to the net, he seized on his opponent's weakness and attacked swiftly."

"I suspect for both sides, this first serve was merely a probe."

Shishido couldn't help but give a wry smile. The tentative back-and-forth exchanges displayed a level of skill far beyond what he could handle, clearly illustrating the vast gap between himself and these two players.

"Hoo..."

Yukimura stopped, tilting his head to gaze ahead.

"This speed moving to the net."

Yukimura paused, feeling the heat radiating from his palm, and said, "No wonder he's so confident. This level of skill is no weaker than Sanada's."

"But if this is all the strength he has, I'll be greatly disappointed."

Yukimura took a deep breath, stretching his body to get ready.

That last shot was just a probe; it wasn't just him, Kamikawa was probing too.

However...

Starting with the next shot, Yukimura would no longer be probing. He could feel that his opponent was very strong.

Strong enough to warrant him going all out.

With that thought.

Yukimura tossed the ball, raised his racket, and swung with all his might.

The next moment, accompanied by a loud explosion.

BANG!!

The fluorescent tennis ball streaked through the air, landing in the triangular area behind the service line, precisely on the line.

This serve was faster and more powerful than anything seen before, both in speed and control!

"Tap... tap..."

Kamikawa didn't retreat from the baseline, moving along it as he returned the serve.

The instant he touched the ball, Kamikawa felt something was off.

His gaze flickered from Yukimura, and he charged forward, moving to the net after the return.

Kamikawa rarely moved to the net after a return; doing so carried another meaning: initiating an offensive.

Bang!

With a counter-drive, Yukimura aimed for the diagonal crosscourt.

Kamikawa planted his foot and quickly sprinted towards the diagonal left corner.

Bang!

As the tennis ball landed and bounced, Yukimura was already at the baseline in the left half, unleashing a powerful backhand. The ball shot towards Kamikawa's other side.

Kamikawa's eyes darted over, and he stopped his pursuit of the ball.

He saw the tennis ball land with intense spin, bouncing towards the open left side. It violently struck the fence, the fierce spin also agitating the fence outside the court.

"15-15!!"

"It looked like a flat crosscourt, but it was actually a topspin shot!"

Shishido's pupils contracted; he hadn't even reacted.

If it were him, or any other player, they would have rushed forward to return it. After all, a typical flat shot, while fast, still offered a chance to be returned.

But with a topspin shot at that angle, there was absolutely no chance of returning it.

"Returning it, huh!"

Kamikawa chuckled, narrowing his eyes.

Yukimura at this stage was quite competitive.

Bang!!

Bang!!

The players' movements on the court continued to accelerate.

Their gazes were completely captivated by the back-and-forth crosscourt shots, with both players stretching to their limits. Yukimura suddenly angled his shot, slowing down the speed of his hit.

Thwack!!

The tennis ball grazed the center net, forcefully altering its trajectory.

"Net touch!"

"A truly superb net touch."

Inoue clenched the net, his eyes filled with disbelief.

A net touch was also a high-level technique in tennis, requiring incredible control from the player. Of course, it also involved a degree of luck; it was very difficult to execute a net touch intentionally.

In such a high-pressure rally, to hit a net touch shot with such precision.

Kanagawa's Yukimura Seiichi, just how strong is he?!

Kamikawa rushed forward, lowering his body, forced to return the ball with a lob.

BANG!!

The tennis ball flew upwards. The next second, Yukimura appeared in mid-air, gripping his racket tightly, and slammed the ball down.

"It's coming!"

Shishido seemed to realize something, unconsciously tightening his grip on the net.

"What's coming? Ryo!"

Mukahi hadn't figured it out yet when he saw an astonishing sight before him.

BANG!!

The tennis ball descended with a smash, carrying incredible power, but it was instantly returned.

Kamikawa, with his back turned and arms spread, had the smash's power instantly deflected and bounced back, flying over Yukimura Seiichi's head.

It landed steadily within the lines.

15-30!!

"Wh-what was that?!"

To return a smash in that manner, was that something an ordinary person could do?

Shishido also noticed Mukahi's shock and couldn't help but say, "He used a similar move when he played against me before."

"Back then, I felt the same disbelief as you, especially the moment the ball flew over my head..."

This peculiar way of returning the ball was indeed not something a normal player could achieve.

It required absolute confidence in predicting the opponent's smash landing point and one's own ball control.

This guy was just that formidable, accomplishing what ordinary people couldn't.

"A very nice move."

After a moment's pause, Yukimura smiled and said, "What is this move called?"

"This move?"

Kamikawa thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Giant Bear Return. Pretty interesting, right? I saw it from someone else before."

Someone else?!

Who was he referring to? Was it one of his companions who came with him?!

Yukimura was taken aback. He never imagined this move belonged to someone else.

If it was Tezuka, who came with Kamikawa and was currently in the A-group finals, then Sanada would be in danger.

After all, Sanada's most prideful shot was his smash.

But his rational intuition told Yukimura that the person Kamikawa mentioned wasn't Tezuka.

Then who could it be?!

Kamikawa didn't explain and turned to leave.

He didn't mention who it was. Whether it was the still-unheralded genius Fuji, or the Kansai Wolf from Osaka, they could also perform this move, so it wasn't Fuji's exclusive technique.

He just wanted to let everyone witness the power of this move in advance.

BANG!!

On the adjacent court, which was the A-group final.

To be honest, Sanada, who had made it to the A-group finals, was by no means weak.

But unfortunately, this match had become one-sided. Tezuka hadn't moved an inch from the start of the match, his gaze as calm as if he weren't human.

No matter what kind of offense Sanada launched, the rhythm of the match was firmly controlled by Tezuka.

Especially the tennis ball, which always inexplicably flew towards Tezuka's optimal hitting point.

"That's... impossible!"

Sanada had joined a tennis club at the age of four, so his experience was far greater than that of an ordinary elementary school student. After continuous rallies, he had long since discovered the trick.

Only now did he finally understand how strong the boy before him truly was.

This was Tezuka's unique domain technique, the Tezuka Zone, an extremely advanced skill that only those with a profound understanding of their own ball control could master.

Let alone this JR Tournament elementary division, even in the junior high or high school divisions, few people could master this move. It was a unique talent.

It was a domain move that couldn't be easily executed just by understanding the principles.

Of course, theoretically, Tezuka's application of this move wasn't yet perfect, but through the rallies with Sanada, he had gradually perfected his own "momentum."

That is, the Tezuka Zone!