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Bang!

Bang!

peng!

...

A series of tennis balls snapping.

Echoes on Court 1 at Minson Tennis Park.

The duel between Atobe and Sora Kitagawa continues.

However.

Everyone on the sidelines fell into silence.

There is no longer the constant noise, the previous heated discussions, and there is no more arguments between you and me.

Just stared blankly at the field.

Keep your eyes peeled.

There was shock, astonishment, admiration, yearning, and worship in those eyes.

The silent silence is the respect from everyone's heart.

Only...

On the referee's bench, there was Yushi Ninzu who had a hint of worry and concern deep in his eyes.

"Score valid."

"Game, Kitagawa takes the lead, score 3-0."

"Exchanging venues."

In the sound of reporting the score with forced composure.

This elegant Kansai wolf didn't care about anything else, and his eyes full of complex emotions were aimed directly at Atobe Keigo over there.

At this moment.

The king of the Ice Emperor is not in a good condition.

A very bad one.

Breathing heavily and sweating, the hand holding the tennis racket tightly had veins popping up from the subconscious exertion.

In his eyes, the original unruliness, confidence, and arrogance had disappeared.

Instead.

It is powerlessness, exhaustion, tension, loneliness, and anger.

There is also a touch of disbelief and a hint of doubt about life.

Ten minutes have passed since the start of the game.

However.

In the past three rounds, Atobe failed to even score a single round.

The game went straight to '3-0'.

A rather subtle score.

In the game just now, Atobe actually had a hard time.

All the time.

Atobe Keigo, who received training in British tennis since childhood.

In addition to his impressive physical strength, what he is most proud of is his pair of insightful eyes that can see through everything.

Through competitions, you can gradually see through your opponents and discover their weaknesses, and then transform into an excellent hunter, gradually forcing your prey into desperate situations to win the competition.

but.

When facing Kitagawa Sora.

There seems to be something wrong with Atobe's insightful eye.

Before launching the attack, Kitagawa Sora's weaknesses, although few, were clearly visible in Atobe's eyes.

However.

Once the trace attack is over.

The weak point that was well targeted would disappear in an instant.

Kitagawa Sora, on the other hand, was just like a normal sparring, hitting the tennis ball directly back, or even attacking in reverse.

Once, again, and again.

Atobe, who relied on his insight, felt extremely uncomfortable.

in addition.

What's more important.

As the game progressed, Atobe discovered something very important.

Something that was hard for him to accept!

...

Shashasha~~~

Qingxue rest area.

In the silent silence, the sound of the pen tip in Inui Sadaharu's hand rubbing against the notebook was so obvious.

"First game."

"Total time, three minutes and twenty seconds. Score, 30-Game."

"Second game."

"Total time, three minutes and thirty seconds. Score, Game-30."

"The third game."

"Total time, three minutes and twenty-five seconds. Score, 30-Game."

"On average, there are around 70 pulls in each game."

I quickly analyzed the data I just got.

Inui Sadaharu's eyes under his black-rimmed glasses became increasingly profound.

Finally, in a trace of reflection.

Inui Sadaharu wrote down the final words of this page.

"PS: Beichuan is deliberately controlling the game!" 1

brush!

With a raised head.

Inui Sadaharu looked at Atobe, who was in an increasingly uncomfortable state, with a hint of sympathy and curiosity in his eyes.

——What’s going on with these two people?

——Why did Beichuan do this? It’s not just a bad idea, right?

——Or, what is Beichuan preparing for?

...

Not only Ini Sadaharu's data analysis, but also several people, relying on their own strong strength, also discovered this.

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In the audience, Mikiya Banda and Kanchu Tsuki.

This is the rest area.

Aigaku's Fuji and Tezuka.

Hyotei's Ninzu Yushi, and...well, no more.

As for Jirou Akutagawa, no one went to wake him up while he was sleeping. He could not see the scene of the poor little sheep and Uncle Atub being 'beaten'.

...

On the field.

The two began to exchange venues.

After thinking about something.

Atobe, who forcibly adjusted his mentality, looked at Kitagawa Sora walking towards him, his eyes narrowed, and he asked quietly.

"Did you do it on purpose?"

Um?

Beichuan Kong raised his eyes and said calmly.

"Only discovered now?"

"It seems that your eyes are not strong enough."

Kitagawa Sora mocked mercilessly.

Atobu's face darkened.

bass!

The sharp sights reappeared and met in the air.

When we are at odds with each other.

The chill on Atobe's body became even stronger, especially those deep eyes, whose color of ice crystals became more intense.

As for Kitagawa Sora.

The condensed aura and momentum on his body became even stronger.

...

Because there have been two venue exchanges.

Therefore.

The two of them returned to their original position.

Left half, catch the ball, trace.

Right half, serve, Kitagawa is empty.

Da~da~da~~~

Sora Kitagawa batted the ball.

While looking at the Atobe on the opposite side.

Gradually.

A smile secretly formed on the corner of Beichuan Kong's mouth.

And on the surface.

But he said coldly.

"It's not bad, Atobe."

"You should have seen that door now."

Kitagawa Sora's sudden question made Atobe stunned.

Then he frowned and looked at Kitagawa Sora, waiting for his follow-up.

Snap!

While Atobe is waiting.

Kitagawa Sora grabbed the bouncing tennis ball.

Looks like he's under the influence of his own mental power.

There have been flaws and loopholes in the mental and spiritual defense, Kitagawa Sora said indifferently.

"Just right."

"The prelude to the ceremony has been completed."

"Next, let you experience the power of the national level."

Words are gone.

Atobe was slightly dazed.

I saw a scarlet light blooming quietly above Kitagawa Sora's right eye, which contained terrifying spiritual power.

The next moment.

brush!

The tennis ball flew high, and under Atobe's increasingly solemn gaze, Kitagawa Sora jumped up and slapped it hard.

Countless frost powers suddenly began to riot.

Kamiriryu·Ice Dragon Soars to the Sky!

Boom!

"昻~~~"

Amid the sound of explosions.

For some reason, Atobe heard a dragon roar that broke through the sky.

"What the hell is this!!!"

bass!

Wow~~~

The next moment.

In Atobu's pupils that suddenly contracted.

The magical scene of falling frost began to appear in the world we were in.

An ice crystal dragon formed by the manifestation of the power of frost, flew straight towards the traces.

"hateful!"

"How is this feeling possible?"

Under the eyes of insight, Atobe still discovered the trajectory of the tennis ball.

However.

Just when Atobe was about to receive another serve, the feeling of sluggishness that spread throughout his body directly made him despair.

It's as if the soul is imprisoned.

There was no way to get my body to move.

Of course, this situation appears in Atobe's own feelings.

In fact, in the eyes of others, Atobu really moved, but it just seemed like slow motion.

Gudu~Gudu~Gudu~~~

With a look of horror.

The sound of reporting the score of Ninzu Yushi sounded.

"Beichuan...score!"

"15-0."

And this time.

With the disappearance of the ice dragon.

Atobe finally recovered a little bit.

"Hahu~hahu~hahu~~~"

Panting heavily, he held himself up.

On the purple-grey hair tips, some slight frost melted, bringing a hint of coldness.

He opened his dark blue eyes wide.

Recalling the scene just now, a hint of madness flashed across my mind.

Atobe stared at Kitagawa Sora and asked dryly.

"Just now......"

"What is that!"

After one goal.

If nothing happens, it will be a natural Beichuan sky.

A light word.

"Kamiliryu·Ice Dragon Soaring to the Sky."

"It's just a national-level move."

"A...real tennis world belonging to the strong!"

...

immediately.

It's silence, it's soundlessness, it's a silent stare.

Then.

Under Kitagawa Sora's gaze.

Atobe Keigo, the Ice Empire King who looks a little embarrassed now.

He started laughing wildly.

"Hahaha~~~"

"Very good! Very good! Very good!"

"Hahaha~~~Ah~~~"

After laughing wildly.

It is a cry of determination that soars to the top.

"This is...the tennis I want!"

"Come on, Beichuan!"

"us."

"Go on!" 1

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Chapter 113 This is the tennis I want!