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"What?"

Niou Masaharu's pupils contracted, and he looked at Atobe Keigo in astonishment.

He, has been seen through! ?

How could it be!

"What do you mean? Niou Masaharu? Yukimura Seiichi!?"

"Hiss, Atobe Keiichi means that the one on the court is not the Son of God!?"

"I wanted to say it before... Shouldn't the referee announce the player named Niou Masaharu?"

"Wait, but no matter how you look at it, it's the Son of God!"

The audience was shocked and astonished.

Some people rubbed their eyes in confusion, but the dark blue curly hair, the iconic green daze, and the fluttering coat were Yukimura Seiichi!

"Niou Masaharu!?"

Inoue Mamoru was also extremely astonished. He had heard of this player.

But his reputation was not great.

I just heard that he is a rising talent in Rikkai University, but he has no amazing achievements in terms of strength, and his presence is not high at present.

But the one on the court is Niou Masaharu! ?

At the same time.

In the midst of the audience's astonishment.

"Swish!"

A tennis ball brushed the headband next to Niou Masaharu's dark blue curly hair.

Immediately, his dark blue curly hair slipped off in an instant, revealing the real silver-blue hair color. His facial features, which had always been a little blurred, finally became clear at this moment.

At the same time, the referee has announced loudly.

"40:30!"

The fifth ball, Atobe Keigo, easily won! !

The scene was silent.

Really, it's not Yukimura Seiichi!

"Really not!"

Chigoku Kiyomi opened his mouth in confusion. How could it really not be? ,

He really didn't see it at all.

"What a... fraudster, deceiving the audience, deceiving the opponent."

Banda Kan also had some feelings. For a player who imitates others, it is not bad to be able to do this.

But unfortunately, he was discovered.

"Discovered so quickly?"

Sanada Genichirō said in a deep voice, with a somewhat unhappy expression under the brim of his black hat.

Didn't this guy imitate him very well when he was at Rikkai University?

"It doesn't matter."

Yukimura Seiichi chuckled gently: "For Niou, this is a beginning."

"Fake?"

Oshitari Yuushi, Mukai Taketo, and Shishido Ryo were all silent.

They didn't see it at all! !

For a moment, the three of them looked at Niou Masaharu on the court with some complexity.

Tezuka Kunimitsu's eyes flickered, very calm, and didn't seem surprised.

"I told you, don't underestimate Keigo."

Matsuoka Rin looked at the court with a smile on her face.

“I didn’t expect… you saw through it so quickly!”

Niou Masaharu looked at Atobe Keigo in surprise, “When you found out, did you think my imitation was a bit lousy?”

Before, he really thought that his imitation was not seen through by the other party.

But now it seems that he is still not good enough!!

But in this case, those guys at Rikkai University must have guessed it, right?

"Tsk, I'm not the kind of barbarian who would nitpick over sincere imitation and performance."

Atobe Keigo curled his lips: "Besides, I didn't notice it at the beginning, so it's not that bad!"

"But, your strength gap is too big--!"

"If you can't make up for the gap in strength, no matter how much you imitate, in my eyes, there are still many loopholes."

Atobe Keigo said this sentence with great confidence: "Of course, even if you make up for it, I can see through it, because this is my way of survival!"

"I miscalculated, I didn't expect the problem to be so big."

Niou Masaharu was thoughtful and began to reflect on his possible problems at a very fast speed.

It seems normal to be discovered for a simple modeling.

So... what he needs is not just the modeling, which is visually unrecognizable at first glance.

But-

It needs to be completely unified in expression, action, and even... in thought and consciousness.

Break away from imitation, let yourself, really, become those people, understand their thoughts, persistence, this is the supreme - fraud! !

At this moment.

Niou Masaharu's eyes are shining like never before.

"Hey, don't be dazed, keep serving!"

In Niou Masaharu's thoughts, Atobe Keigo urged him unceremoniously.

He just found some insight.

Soon.

Niou Masaharu served again.

But with this serve, his whole body was shrouded in frost.

In this process.

Of course, he alsoTry to imitate.

However, he is still suppressed by Keigo Atobe in all aspects.

"Crack, crack--!"

A deep chill enveloped Niou Masaharu's whole body.

He had nowhere to hide.

At the same time, the score also changed rapidly at this moment.

"Bang!"

"Game, Hyotei Atobe Keigo, 1:1!"

...

"Bang!"

"Game, Hyotei Atobe Keigo, 2:1!"

...

"Bang!"

"Game, Hyotei Atobe Keigo, 3:1!"

...

"Bang!"

"Game, Hyotei Atobe Keigo, 4:1!"

...

"Bang!"

"Game, Hyotei Atobe Keigo, 5:1"

"It's getting clearer and clearer!!"

Atobe Keigo had a flamboyant smile on his face.

At the same time, there were excited shouts from Hyotei.

The cheerleaders were extremely excited, and their voices pierced through the sky.

"Hyotei!! Hyotei!! Hyotei!!!"

"Atobe Keigo!! Atobe Keigo!! Atobe Keigo!!!"

"Emperor!! Emperor!! Emperor!! Emperor!!!"

Both Mukai and Shishido Ryo were extremely excited. No one expected that after seeing through Niou Masaharu, Atobe Keigo would perform like this.

"That player was restrained."

Shiraishi Kuranosuke shook his head: "Atobe Keigo's insight is getting more and more stable!"

As the last game, he certainly saw it.

"Hyotei is getting stronger and stronger!"

Watanabe Osamu also sighed a little. In this national competition, Hyotei is the biggest dark horse! !

"Well done... Wait?"

Rin Matsuoka smiled at first, and then became a little stiff.

Because I don't know when.

Niou Masaharu on the court actually made a move similar to his playing time, and showed a similar smile.

Of course, it's just that the move and smile are somewhat similar.

"This..."

Oshitari Yuushi, Shishido Ryo and others' eyebrows twitched, this smile.

A bit like the deputy minister?

On the court.

"You..."

Atobe Keigo's mouth twitched, this smile was really familiar: "Your imitation is really terrible!!"

"It's still imitation now, but next time, when we collide on the court again, it won't be just imitation."

A smile appeared on Niou Masaharu's face: "This is a warning from the trickster."

Next time, he will really approach those people, imitating, no, becoming... a phantom!

"Oh?"

Atobe Keigo raised his eyebrows, and the action of hitting the ball did not stop. He narrowed his eyes and felt a sense of crisis from Niou Masaharu.

But...

"I'm waiting!"

"Game, the game is over, 6:1, Hyotei Atobe Keigo won!"

The referee announced the score loudly.

And at this moment.

Yukimura Seiichi and Matsuoka Rin looked at each other at the same time.

The next game will definitely be them!

"Seiichi..."

Sanada Genichirō and Yanagi Renji looked at Yukimura Seiichi with some concern.

They all knew the pressure the other party was under.

"Seiichi, don't use it unless it's absolutely necessary."

Yagi Renji spoke in a deep voice.

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