The Strongest Player in Sports

"hateful!"

Cold sweat kept slipping from Atobe's forehead.

Now that he can't crack the field, and can't see the dead corner of Tezuka's house, he feels deeply powerless.

He had no choice but to serve again.

Looking forward to finding a solution in the next match.

boom!

The tennis ball flies to a diagonal position.

Atobe stared at his home, observing each other's every move.

Although he has never found out the weakness of his hand, he still firmly believes that everyone has their own shortcomings.

One person attacked like a storm, the other defended counterattack.

The match between the two sides became more intense.

boom!

"Game, Kunimitsu, 3--0! "

boom!

"Game, Atobe Keigo, 4--1!"

boom!

"game, Atobe Keigo,4--3!"

Thirty minutes later, the match between the two sides has not ended.

"I didn't expect Atobe to be able to hold on to this level!"

A flash of surprise flashed in Yukimura's eyes.

In the beginning, Atobe was indeed completely suppressed, unable to get even a point.

But Atobe's words are true.

Everyone has shortcomings, even the hands are no exception.

With super vision, Atobe found the weakness of his hand, and then launched an onslaught without hesitation.

After 30 minutes of protracted battle, he abruptly pulled back three points.

"But it's over!"

Sanada snorted coldly.

He knew that the hand still had a trick.

And Atobe was consumed a lot of energy from the beginning.

Now after another 30 minutes of match, the physical fitness has reached the limit, and there is no possibility of winning again.

On the field

Atobe gasped, sweat slipping from the corner of his forehead.

Although his physical strength is amazing, it can't stop such a consumption.

"It must be a quick fight!"

Atobe gritted his teeth.

Know that if you don't win quickly, you will be dragged down.

The match between the two sides continues.

But the hand did not rush, and continued to consume Atobe's physical strength.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The two sides faced off for another ten minutes.

The score was rewritten again.

5--3!

"There is no accident in this match!"

"It's worthy of being one of the two strongest geniuses of the new generation, really amazing!"

"It seems that the Tokyo champion this time is Seigaku again."

The surrounding audience was full of sighs and felt that Hyotei had no chance of winning.

"hateful!"

Atobe put the racquet on the ground, supporting his body.

Severe physical exhaustion prevented him from continuing to fight.

"Seigaku won the championship is something no one can change!"

"Even if it's you Atobe!"

Shoujia's expression was indifferent.

There was no pride or complacency when I said this.

It seems to have guessed the result a long time ago.

"asshole!"

"It's this kind of expression, the same as in elementary school, making this uncle angry!"

Atobe gritted his teeth.

When he was in elementary school, Shoujia also used this gesture to defeat him.

one year later.

The same scene reappeared, making him extremely angry.

But anger cannot reverse the situation.

Snapped!

As the last ball fell, the tennis ball bounced out.

6--3!

The match is over!

"Lost"

Atobe stared blankly at the tennis ball outside the bounds.

After a year, he lost to the player again, and the outcome has not changed.

Look up at each other.

I saw the other party's face was calm and there was no joy of winning.

It seems that he doesn't care about the outcome of this match.

Atobe squeezed racquet tightly, angrily in his eyes.

He would feel better if the hand was happy.

Now this indifferent makes him feel that he is being despised.

"I won!"

Shoujia spoke lightly.

After taking a deep look at Atobe, he turned and walked off the court.

At the moment when Shoujia turned around, the Seigaku team also woke up.

There was a burst of cheers after seeing the outcome.

"It's great, it's really Tezuka!"

"Three wins and two losses in the Tokyo Metropolitan Finals, we won the final victory!"

"Wan Sheng!"

Everyone in Seigaku was excited.

Although they have already won tickets for the Kanto Contest.

But the championship is an honor. Who would dislike such an honor?

"Zongshen Champions Cup Tokyo Metropolitan Tournament, Seigaku vs. Hyotei, 3 to 2!"

"So the winner of this match is one-youth Gakuen!"

Referee also announces the final result.

The surrounding audience woke up and gave Seigaku warm applause.

...For flowers...

"Please line up the two teams!"

Referee shouted again.

Seigaku and Hyotei's selected players walked onto the court.

The faces of the two sides are different, one happy and the other sad.

"Both parties salute!"

"Thanks for your advice!"

The two teams are choosing to shake hands and salute each other.

Atobe looked at his hand with unwillingness still left on his face.

But he is not a self-sorrowful person, watching Tezuka speak with a serious face: "The next time I meet, my uncle will definitely defeat you!"

"Um?"

Shoujia was taken aback, and there was a touch of seriousness in his eyes: "But I won't lose!"

"Humph!"

Atobe snorted and said nothing.

While the two chatted, Zongshen and Tsukimitsu Ochi on the side were also communicating.

****........0

"Are you going back to training camp next?"

Zongshen asked with a smile.

"Prepare to take Hyotei's players to the training camp!"

Tsukimitsu Ochi shook his head.

This battle let him know the current situation of Hyotei.

The members of the team have participated in the World Cup, but they have not digested what they have learned in the World Cup.

So he decided to help Hyotei to improve Hyotei's strength.

"And you?"

Tsukimitsu Ochi looked up at Zongshen.

"It's the same, but I will go back to the training camp!"

"Back to training camp?"

Although the U-17 training camp is at the national level.

But it is not very formal.

Because all high school students who join the training camp need to attend classes, it is impossible to train all year long.

Only go there during various holidays.

And now is obviously not the time to go back to training camp.

"Well, how do you say it?"

Zongshen touched his chin, then said, "Go and ask the coach about becoming a professional player!"

"Become a professional player?!

Tsukimitsu Ochi's eyes narrowed.

The other members of the two teams also looked at it, and there was shock in their eyes.

"After the Champions League, I will transfer my job!"

"After all, the match like this one has already increased my strength and is of no use!'

Zongshen did not hide.

"Mouth …"

These words made everyone breathe.

Knowing that once Zongshen is successfully transferred, he will surely shake the whole world.

Because this is a fourteen-year-old professional player!

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