I was hoping to update more... forgot to P

"...What is this?" the opponent said in frustration. The ball had rolled to the other side of the court.

"So, this is how he's planning to whoop him," Saito thought. "He's going to make himself more terrifying by copying the moves of every name person here in Nationals. Then since the Whim have their own unusual personalities, in which they should be able to almost copy this match, that'll make me carry a shroud with the words 'Kickass' on it. He's then going to rely that my serve should carry out that bluff, but what would you do against Rikkaidai? What if they do play Yukimura?"

"The wind sure is good today," Riki said. The match continued, but it wasn't much of a match, it was more like watching a gang beat the mess out of a poor kid.

"BURNING!" Riki bellowed as he hit a hadokyuu as he knocked the opponents racket to the other side of the court along with the ball, and shortly after that, he hit the wrist of his opponent forcing him to drop his racket as the ball was lobbed back on the other side of the net high into the air, which Riki took full advantage off and smashed it past him for game point.

"Be awed by my prowess," he told him.

"GAME TO RIKI 2 GAMES TO LOVE!" the herald in the high chair declared.

"I am going to give you some advice," he told his opponent, "forfeit."

"Never... never... I REFUSE TO LOSE TO A JAP LIKE YOU!" his opponent yelled back.

"Big bang," Riki said. A huge serve came out of his racket, as the power of the serve knocked the racket completely away. Then Riki's expression suddenly changed. He looked all happy and things. He even closed his eyes as he prepared for the next serve. The twisted the ball and let the racket loose onto it.

"That ball," he said after hitting it," will disappear."

"What?!" the opponent was frustrated as the ball really did disappear and bounced elsewhere. He was sweating heavily, and could not keep up with the pace that his opponent was playing at. Still, he tried to return Riki's next serve, which was even faster than his first, and it hit him straight in the leg.

"BABY!" Riki yelled.

"Hey look, Nyder, Nyder, that's me he's doing. GO CAPTAIN RIKI! WOOT! WOOT! C'MON BABY!" yelled Saito.

Meanwhile, on another court, the match between Shitenhouji and Fudomine had just ended, but while Shitenhouji was celebrating, Shirashi had heard a very loud cry.

"What the hell was that?" he asked to himself. "I hope I don't have to play whatever team is over there, because they are just too loud..."

"Now you're aiming for me..." his opponent said to Riki. "YOU'RE GOING TO DIE YOU MONSTER!"

Riki's expression changed again, and now he looked like the devil. The opponent now showed nothing but fear. "I'm going to die you red," he threatened.

"I would never think he'd go this far," the coach whispered to himself.

"GAME RIKI 3 GAMES TO LOVE!" that guy up in the chair that everyone ignores, because some people don't even notice it's always the same guy. The opponent was taking in sharp breaths, after all, Riki gut shot him with a hadokyuu close to the 3rd style, hit him in the wrist with a Rondo (again) and then smashed it against his head right after, and hitting him again on the head using a twist serve. (there's probably quite a bit of grammar problem in the last sentence... to lazy to reread.) The opponent struggle to serve, but managed to get an above average serve out, however, Riki was all over it.

"Invade like fire," he said. The ball blasted to the other side, and hit the opponent right on the thigh. He fell.

"I'll be breaking morals if i continue this," he said as he turned around. "However, I'm going to raise the tempo."

"0-30!"

"Next song, Black Note Study, by Federic Chopin."

"HEY LOOK! LOOK! FEDER! HE'S DOING YOU NOW!" Saito yelled.

"0-40!"

"Ecstasy."

"Game Riki 4 GAMES TO LOVE!"

"15-0!"

"Fshuuuuuuu"

"30-0!"

"DON."

"40-0!"

"Puri."

"GAME RIKI 5 GAMES TO LOVE!"

"0-15!"

"Aren't I a genius?"

"0-30!"

"Mada mada dane."

"Swift like wind."

"0-40!"

"GAME AND SET RIKI! 6 GAMES TO LOVE!"

"LUCKY!" The opponent's response to these words, was a single action. He collapsed. The game ended in 19 minutes at 33 seconds...

If I went to details, then I don't know how long this would've taken me...

forgive me, use your imagination for that please