Tennis: Big Man In Rikkai, Hands In Pockets

"Atobe, be careful."

"The Ebola person opposite gives me a very dangerous feeling. I don't know what methods he has."

Yukimura reminded with some worry.

"Of course I know this...but even so..."

"We can't stop either."

Atobe's face looked a little ugly.

Yes.

He understood that the other party's Ebola was ready to attack and was very dangerous.

But for the current situation.

He had no way to avoid this danger.

He can only resist whatever means Ebola wants to use next.

Because if he hadn't used the ability of [Eye of Insight], he would have returned to the situation where he was suppressed by Lupika just now.

He finally opened the opponent's defensive gap with his breakthrough ability, and it was impossible for him to take the initiative to return to the predicament just now.

Even if he had a premonition that this Ebola attack would have a very direct impact on him, he did not hesitate.

In terms of character.

It has to be said that it has gradually become the Tezuka of the Tang Dynasty across the country.

Even if you sacrifice yourself, you will definitely focus on the team.

This is also his biggest change after undergoing training in the U-17 training camp.

“All abilities are rewards given by God.”

"A talent that is rare for ordinary people."

"Formidable momentum."

"A flexible and supple wrist."

"Innately abundant physical strength."

"A beastly sense of smell.

"Eyes that can see into people's hearts."

"It's all stuff I hate."

"This kind of thing shouldn't exist.

"Existence is injustice to ordinary people and blasphemy to the God of fairness."

"I hate all 'talented people' equally. I will eliminate and obliterate all gifted people on behalf of my people."

"This is what Ebola means to me.

Ebola slowly walked towards the front court step by step.

The words coming out of his mouth made people panic.

clatter!

clatter!

clatter!

Ebola finally stopped at the frontcourt.

The smell emanating from the body makes people extremely uncomfortable.

Especially Atobe, he can clearly feel the dizziness.

Not knowing what the opponent is capable of, Atobe can only grit his teeth and hold on.

"boom!!!"

"Atobe, Yukimura, 5-0."

"boom!!!"

"Atobe, Yukimura, 30-0."

"boom!!!"

"Atobe, Yukimura, 40-0."

"Okay! Just one more ball and we can win a round!!"

Kirihaya's face was full of excitement.

"The Ebola guy opposite is nothing special!"

“It’s not like Atobe controlled the ball very hard.

Mukahi Gakuto also echoed.

"You are too optimistic." Yanagi Renji shook his head, "Atobe is already holding on."

"Hold on? Are you kidding!? Do you know how to watch the game? Do you understand Atobe or do I understand Atobe?"

Mukahi Gakuto frowned and rolled his eyes at Yanagi Renji.

In his eyes, Atobe now controls the rhythm of the entire game.

"Didn't you realize that there is something wrong with Atobe's eyes?"

Yanagi Renji explained silently.

"Um??!"

Hearing what Yanagi Renji said, everyone immediately focused on Atobe's eyes.

Looking at it, it’s true!!

Atobe's eyes could still see light blue light just now, as clear as crystal.

but now.

Atobe has a big problem with his eyes!

The pale blue light has disappeared.

The eyes become normal.

It can even be said that the color looks muddier and darker than before.

...Please give me flowers...

"If I still want your eyes, I suggest it's better to give up now.

On the playing field.

Ebola's voice rang out.

He looked at Atobe calmly, with a bit of sadness.

"You should know what's going on with your eyes right now."

"If I'm not wrong, you can't see anything more than one meter away now, right?"

"My curse is that the length of time determines the severity of the damage."

"Judging from the current situation, your eyes...if you still want to catch this ball, it will be your price."

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“There will be a price to pay for overstretching God’s power.

Said.

Ebola knocks the tennis ball back.

He believed that in this case, Atobe would not be used.

No one would choose to sacrifice their eyes to bet on a tennis ball that cannot determine winning or losing.

Atobe's sneer came from the other side: "Hey, do you think I won't dare to fight back?"

"My uncle's consciousness is something you will never understand."

"Eyes? If you want them, just take them!"

"I have many talents. If you have the ability, take them all away!"

"But the score... you have to leave it to me!!!"

Atobe roared angrily and used the last of his light to successfully hit the tennis ball back.

"boom!!!"

"This round was won by Atobe and Yukimura!! 3-3!!"

As the score fell.

Atobe's eyes completely dimmed.

The light disappeared.

indivual.