Yukimura Seiichi's heart skipped a beat when he heard the warm breath beside his ear, and he couldn't help but hold his breath for two seconds.

Then he reacted, slowed down his breathing, and laughed silently.

The high school students on the court were still struggling, making excuses for their own incompetence: "You were just lucky to pick up the ball. Just picking up the ball doesn't show your tennis strength at all."

The blond high school student who was speaking walked to the center of the court, looked back with his racket on his shoulder, and said, "Let's have a match. Let's decide the winner with a match!!"

Inui Sadaharu hid behind the group of people from Qingxue and whispered, "You won't cry until you see the coffin."

The sharp-eared high school student was instantly furious, "You four-eyed frog over there, use the ball in your hand as a bet to fight me!!"

Inui Sadaharu froze in place in embarrassment, then quietly took off his glasses and pretended nothing had happened.

Tao Chengwu looked helpless, "Senior Qian, what are you doing?"

Tezuka Kunimitsu, who was standing at the front row of Qingxue, had a flash in his eyes and was about to take action.

But he was stopped by Kimie Nagashiro, "Please wait a moment, Tezuka-san, he just challenged me~"

Rikkai University's Yagyu Hiroshi pushed up his glasses and said disapprovingly, "No, Mushou, he was looking for me."

On Hyotei's side, Oshitari Yuushi, who was standing next to Atobe, was not to be outdone: "What? He was obviously challenging me, wasn't he?"

The blond high school student was a little impatient, "I'm talking to you guys..."

"Can we start now?"

A puzzled voice came from the other side of the net. Ryoma Echizen, who had been standing there for some time, asked while lying on the net and chuckling.

He wore a pair of glasses on the tip of his nose.

Just when the people from Seigaku were wondering where his glasses came from, the Echizen boy threw the glasses back to Koharu, a classmate from Shitenhoji who had lost her glasses.

"You little brat, it's you again, get out of my way!!"

"Oh? You were talking so arrogantly just now, but you don't have confidence that you can win?"

Echizen Ryoma deliberately provoked.

"What did you say?! You......"

"Sasabe, leave it to me."

A person walked out from the high school student team and interrupted the blond high school student's speech.

"Matsudaira? I'll leave it to you then. Teach this arrogant brat a lesson."

"The opponent is just a little devil, please show some mercy."

Someone among the high school students shouted.

A high school student named Matsudaira stood at the serving point with a cold expression: "What a coincidence! I really don't know how to show mercy to others!"

"Oh? It doesn't matter. You don't have to show mercy. Anyway..."

Echizen Ryoma raised his eyebrows and said arrogantly, "I will still win."

The man's special move seemed to be called "Magnum Bullet". The fast tennis ball attacked Ryoma Echizen's face.

Echizen's eyes widened as he turned his head to avoid the ball, but his hat was knocked to the ground.

What a pity! It almost hit him in the face.

A full-on attack.

Echizen Ryoma suddenly said, "Hey, that serve just now was quite interesting!"

What is that posture?

The next second, a high-speed shot from the same position but faster than his hit him right on the side of his face!!

This is my...Magnum serve...

The moment Matsudaira was hit, these were the only words that remained in his mind.

He then fell into a coma.

“You still have lots more to work on!”