Prince of Tennis: People in Hyotei, health care dominates the world

The game was over, but the opponent was defeated.

Bang!

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Bang!

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"Game, 3-0, Hyotei! Break time!"

Ice fell around Kirihara one by one, and then countless blind spots flashed before Atobe's eyes.

Finally, he won another round.

In the past few days of special training with Miyashita, Atobe's growth has been great. Although there is still some gap between him and the world class, he is incomparable to himself ten days ago.

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Off the court.

"I didn't expect that Atobe's data in all aspects has improved so much. Kirihara is in trouble."

Liu frowned and said slowly.

Although Kirihara's strength has improved by leaps and bounds compared to a few months ago, Atobe has not stood still.

Now Kirihara's demonized strength, explosive power, and speed are similar to Atobe's.

But his endurance, mental strength, and even skills are far behind.

Especially his skills.

As the degree of demonization deepens, Kirihara is finding it increasingly difficult to think, and his flaws are constantly being magnified.

The entire ice world magnifies these flaws.

"Is there really no hope of winning?"

Marui asked in disbelief.

"It's difficult. According to my guess, the probability that Kirihara can get it is only 21.73%..."

Liu shook his head gently.

"Then do we still have a chance? Liu Sheng and Bu Bu, they should be fine..."

Marui frowned, and suddenly felt not very good.

One win and one loss in doubles.

If he loses another game in singles, the situation will not be very optimistic.

In that case, they must ensure that Yagyu and Sanada win both singles matches.

But Hyotei still has Miyashita Rin who hasn't played yet.

After all, the guy who can beat Tezuka...

World class...!

"There aren't many chances left. Kirihara must do everything he can to win the match, otherwise..."

Niou clenched his fists.

He also felt something was wrong.

"..."

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"The match continues, Hyotei Atobe Keigo serves..."

...

Pa pa pa.

"Let me show you my gorgeous tennis skills again!"

Swish.

He gently threw the tennis ball up, then Atobe bent his knees, jumped up on tiptoes, and at the same time, his arms drove the whole body's strength, and suddenly pressed the tennis ball down at a high speed...

The next moment, the tennis ball quickly brushed the ground and landed on Kirihara's court.

Sizzle.

The tennis ball shot sparks on the court, and then only left a series of burnt marks in front of Kirihara.

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“Hyotei, 15-0!”

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“Damn… ah…”

Kirihara Akaya was full of evil spirit and anger. When he saw this ball, he suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu.

A few days ago at Rikkai University, Miyashita Rin seemed to have used a similar move on him.

Even more than a few days ago.

In the training match a few months ago, he was also targeted by this move…

Now the same move has been encountered for the third time!

But he just can’t do anything about it!

So angry!

“It seems that you are very satisfied with my Tannhauser serve?” Atobe curled his lips, and then threw the tennis ball again.

Bang!

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Bang!

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Swoosh…!

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"Game, Hyotei, Atobe Keigo wins this game, score... 4-0..."

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"Hyotei, Hyotei!"

"Hyotei, Hyotei!"

"Hyotei is already far ahead, damn it, is Rikkai University going to lose?"

"Kirhara, cheer up! Come on!"

"Is this a national-level match? Even if it is a national-level match, the gap in strength between the two sides is so big..."

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"The game continues, Rikkai University's Kirhara Akaya serves!"

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"Rikkai University, Rikkai University!"

"We must win! We must win!"

"Come on——!"

"…"

"Can't lose, I need more pressure to win this ball..." Kirhara muttered to himself, his body getting redder and redder, and his hair gradually turned snow-white and glowing.

The next moment he threw up the tennis ball and started to volley it hard again!

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Bang!

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Bang!

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“Rikkai University, Kirihara Akaya!”

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“Rikkai University, 30-0!”

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“Hyotei…”

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Atobe smiled as he watched Kirihara constantly break through himself in front of him, with a hint of amusement on his face.

“Can you break through more? I wonder

Can you give me a little more pressure. "

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Bang!

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"Game, Rikkai University, Kirihara Akaya! Score…1-4, break time!"

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Bang!

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"Game, Rikkai University…2-4…"

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"Game, 3-4…"

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Swish, swish, swish.

The ice shattered on the court again, making a crisp and hissing sound.

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"Game, 5-3, Hyotei, Atobe Keigo…"

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"Hoo, hoo…"

Kirihara panted and held his knees with both hands, and his hair and body slowly returned to normal.

Then his pale arms trembled a few times.

"Is this the limit? "

Tetsube looked at the opponent with a blank expression, feeling a little pity.

He thought that Kirihara's demonization could give him some pressure, after all, the second stage of demonization appeared a few months ago.

Maybe under pressure, his eyesight could break through.

But he didn't expect that it still didn't meet his requirements in the end.

Even if Kirihara won three games, it didn't inspire the opponent's fighting spirit. On the contrary, the opponent's endurance was almost consumed.

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"Come again!"

Kirihara was anxious, and then he turned his wrist and hit a short ball viper quickly!

Then the tennis ball quickly rushed to the bottom of Tetsube.

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"Since it has reached the extreme, let me finish it..."

Swish!

The racket was pulled and swung, and then Tetsube snapped his fingers. Kirihara on the opposite side felt that countless icicles fell from the sky.

The next moment, an icicle broke again.

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"Hyotei, 15-0..."

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"Damn it! ”

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Bang!

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“Hyotei, 30-0!”

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“Ah, I can’t lose, I promised the Minister…” Kirihara clenched the tennis ball tightly, and then hit the ball again with a look of unwillingness!

Bang!

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Bang!

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However, he didn’t hold on for a few more rounds, and then the sound of the last icicle breaking exploded in his ears, and the referee’s voice without any emotion rang out on the court.

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“Game, singles three matches are over, Hyotei Atobe Keigo won, the score is 6-3…”

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“Wow! Win, Hyotei won again? !”

“Hyotei! Hyotei!”

“Great, Hyotei has won two games in a row, as long as he wins one more game, he should be able to win!”

“That’s right, right? Could it be that Rikkai University’s record of 15 consecutive championships in Kanto will be broken? ”

“It seems that the Son of God from Rikkai University didn’t come, otherwise Hyotei wouldn’t have a chance.”

“That’s right…”

“…”

Outside the stadium, the audience kept cheering, but Kirihara returned to the team with a lonely look on his face.