Prince of Tennis: The Emperor's Eye

The game was a big success.

Akasawa stood there in a daze, looking at the tennis ball at his feet, and said to himself with a wry smile:

"Did we lose just like that? I didn't expect the gap in strength would be so big!"

"Why is this happening! How could Akutsu break Akasawa's vibration ball? He is just a player who plays by instinct. I didn't expect that I would be the one who didn't have a chance to play in the end! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

Guan Yuechu was completely out of control at this moment. In these three games, except for the doubles match that he had given up, the remaining two games did not develop according to his script at all. This was absolutely unacceptable to him. Suddenly, Guan Yuechu turned to look at Akashi and said viciously:

"Akashi Seijuro! You did it on purpose, didn't you? You asked everyone to hide their strength before, so that my intelligence would be wrong, so that your team could easily win the game. You are so mean!"

Akashi suddenly didn't want to talk to Guan Yuechu anymore. He originally thought it was interesting to make Guan Yuechu lose his composure, but now it seems that the other party has obviously lost his mind. His psychological quality is too poor!

"Why don't you talk! Answer me! Akashi Seijuro!" Guan Yuechu saw that Akashi had no intention of paying attention to him at all, and shouted even more angrily.

"That's because your data tennis is too ugly!" Suddenly a gentle voice came into the ears of Guan Yuechu and Akashi.

Akashi and Guan Yue looked in the direction where the sound came from at the same time, and saw a senior student wearing Yamabuki's official uniform standing outside the players' seats on both sides, separated from them by only a layer of barbed wire. It was Mitsuya Akuto.

"What did you say? How dare you say my data is ugly? Who are you?" Guan Yuechu suddenly vented his anger on this person who suddenly appeared.

Akashi's eyes condensed. He didn't expect Mitsugaya to suddenly appear, but thinking of Yamabuki's strength, he probably had a sure win, so he understood.

Mitsutani glanced at the angry Guan Yuechu and did not answer him, but said to himself:

"Take ordinary hitting as an example. At the moment when the racket hits the ball, it contains information such as speed, trajectory, deformation rate of the ball, inclination of the rotation axis, rotation speed, friction heat generated by the air and pseudo-particles involved, etc. In addition, it is necessary to combine the opponent's technical movements, strength and talent, and the situation of the court. Various factors affect each other, which will produce countless result branches."

"And to infer the most probable result from these huge data is the most basic application of data tennis, not to mention the input and output of data. It is ridiculous for you to just collect superficial data such as the opponent's playing habits and personality characteristics and want to establish a perfect data model and simulate the game process!"

Mitsutani calmly described his understanding of data tennis. Although his tone was still gentle, it sounded like a stab in the heart to Guan Yuechu. This was more painful than beating him up, and it completely denied his tennis from the root. Fortunately, Inui Sadaharu had already left because of the game, otherwise he would have agreed with what Mitsutani said.

Just when Mizuki's expression was distorted and he wanted to say something, Akazawa came up and grabbed Mizuki, and said in a low mood:

"Mizuki, that's enough! We lost completely this time, but we still have a chance. As long as we train hard, we can win again next year! In addition, I'm very sorry, senior from Yamabuki, Mizuki was a little emotional just now, I apologize to you on his behalf!"

After Akazawa finished speaking, he pulled Mizuki, who looked unwilling, back to the player seat of St. Rudolph, and began to pack up and leave. Their journey to the metropolitan competition this year has ended.

At this time, Akashi gave Tezuka a few instructions, then stood up, walked out of the court, came to Mitsutani, and said with a smile:

"Hello, Mitsutani senior! I am Akashi Seijuro. It's our first meeting. Please take care of me!"

"Hello, Akashi, it seems that you have already investigated the information of our Yamabuki." Mitsutani also said with a smile.

"Haha~ Yamabuki is a famous strong school, of course I will pay attention to the investigation, after all, you can add some fun to our Fudo Mine on the road to the championship!" Akashi said confidently.

"Interesting! The last person who spoke so confidently was the legendary head of Makino Fuji, Byodoin Phoenix. I really want to see if your Fudo Mine can do as well as them." Mitsuya did not care about the offense in Akashi's words, but took Makino Fuji with interest.

for comparison.

"Even if it was Makinofuji, when that minister was in the first year of junior high school, didn't he still fail to win the national championship? Our Fudomine will soon surpass them and become the first school to win the national championship three times in a row!"

"Oh? Even when Byodoin dominated the junior high school, there were still Tanejima Shuji and Irie Kanata of Maikosaka who could compete with his Makinofuji. Are you so confident that your school can be foolproof?" Mitsutani asked with some curiosity.

"There is no word "defeat" in my dictionary. In this world, only victory is everything. Everything of the winner will be affirmed, so my victory is absolute!" Akashi had no doubts about the tennis club he founded.

"Really~ The probability of our school meeting in the finals of this metropolitan competition is 87%. I hope you can show your true strength by then!" After Mitsutani finished speaking, he turned and left.

"87%... It seems that you think we still have a 13% chance of losing in the semifinals? It's really unpleasant~" Akashi whispered with a cold look.

When the match between Fudomine and St. Rudolph ended, Seigaku and Ginka were playing singles three. To be honest, Ginka, a supporting school, has no idea how they can always appear in the last few rounds of the metropolitan tournament, and even make it to the semi-finals in the original book.

Before the match, facing the major changes in the starting lineup of Seigaku, everyone in Ginka was extremely excited and felt that they had won the first prize. Seigaku, which was originally not much different from them in strength, now has 5 first-year players. Isn't this the same as giving up the game?

Although everyone has found that there are many strong first-year players this year after extensive reports by the tennis media, the deep-rooted ideas in the past still make them subconsciously think that it is impossible for first-year players to defeat second- and third-year players, and this idea still exists in the original book.

Seigaku's arrangement for doubles two is the combination of Oishi and Kikumaru. This golden pair in the original book, under the intervention of Akashi, entered the original destiny trajectory in advance and became the fixed doubles starting lineup of Seigaku's first year.

On the other hand, when Ginka saw that Seigaku actually sent out two first-year players, they were immediately full of confidence and thought that this doubles match was stable. However, reality gave them a heavy blow. Although Oishi and Kikumaru had not reached the level in the original book, they were not something that a small school like Ginka could compete with.

In the final doubles match, Seigaku won with a score of 6 to 3, which surprised everyone in Ginka. They couldn't imagine why their two third-year players lost to the first-year players.

In the subsequent doubles match, Minister Yamato and Kawamura Takashi appeared on the side of Seigaku. Yamato was very caring for Kawamura Takashi, a junior with good strength talent. Knowing that his tennis foundation was not very solid, he specially applied to play doubles with him to facilitate timely guidance during the game so that Kawamura Takashi could grow quickly.

In the game, although Kawamura Takashi made many mistakes, Yamato was very considerate and helped him make up for them in time, and constantly reminded Kawamura Takashi of the specific mistakes. Kawamura Takashi was moved and excited. Although his skills were not very good, there is an old saying that one force can defeat ten skills. The powerful shots made the opponent miserable.

In the end, Qingxue still laughed at the end, winning the doubles match 7-5, which made Yinhua instantly come to the edge of the cliff. If they lost the singles match again, then their metropolitan competition this year would be completely over.

Fortunately, they thought that most of Qingxue were first-year players and thought they could win easily, so their minister personally took the singles match in order to win directly 3-0. Unexpectedly, it has become the last straw, which is very similar to Qingxue in the regional competition.

Seeing the kid with glasses coming out of the opposite team of Qingxue, the head of Yinhua breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was a freshman and looked very ordinary. Now Yinhua couldn't lose any more games.

After the game started, although the head of Yinhua found that the opponent was quite strong, he was a freshman after all, so he gave him many chances, and he turned the chances into points without hesitation.

"GAME! Yinhua Middle School! 3-0!"

In a blink of an eye, Yinhua won three games, which made the head of Yinhua very happy. He immediately felt that Yinhua still had a chance. It seemed that Qingxue had placed its bet on doubles.

"The data collection is complete, so it's almost time to start the counterattack. The chance of Qingxue winning this game is 97%!" Just when the head of Yinhua was still secretly proud, Qian Zhenzhi's glasses shone coldly and he muttered to himself.

The fourth game, one

From the beginning, everyone noticed the difference. Minister Yinhua's catch suddenly became very difficult, and he even failed to react to many balls. The first-year student Qingxue on the opposite side kept saying some inexplicable words.

"The probability of returning to the backcourt in time is 83%, and the probability of hitting a diagonal ball is 96%!"

"The knee bends at an arc of 67. Judging from the movements, the probability of hitting a straight ball is 89%!"

"The probability of a corner kick is 87%...the probability of receiving the ball in time is 74%, and the probability of returning the lob is 90%!"

Inui Sadaharu on the court seemed to be able to predict the future. Every ball started running towards the landing point before the opponent hit back. And Yinhua's minister moved like a puppet manipulated, exactly as Inui Sadaharu predicted. Playing like that.

"GAME! Youth Academy! 3-1!"

"GAME! Youth Academy! 3-3!"

Fuji and others looked at the situation on the court from the players' bench, and they were all sighing in their hearts. Although they had known Sadaharu's tennis playing style for a long time, they still couldn't help but complain every time they saw it. This is really Human brain instead of computer?

"Data tennis is really scary~ It seems that soon, even I won't be A Gan's opponent~" Fuji said with squinted eyes and a lingering fear.

Everyone on the side was speechless when they heard this, and Sumire Ryuzaki secretly rolled her eyes. With Fuji's strength, won't your conscience hurt if you say such a thing? Everyone's data may be collected by Gan Sadaharu, except yours.

"GAME! 6-3! The game is over, Youth Academy wins!"

With Seigaku's victory, the final four finalists of this competition were all revealed, namely Fudomine, Yamabuki, Hyotei and Seigaku.