Prince of Tennis: Advent of Hyotei!

At this moment on the court, Bu Er didn't seem to have much expression.

Although they were two goals behind, the game had just begun and he was not worried at all.

Atobe stopped talking nonsense and prepared to receive the serve.

"boom!"

The next moment, Fuji serves.

It was still a very ordinary ball. Atobe hit the ball back with his forehand without any hesitation.

At this moment, Fuji did not try to hit the ball to the other side, but instead pulled the ball with Atobe diagonally across the backcourt.

But at the moment of the seventh beat, a sharp gleam flashed in Atobe's eyes.

"It's time to end this boring game."

As soon as he finished speaking, Atobe swung his waist, and the power and rotation of his counterattack also increased.

A strong topspin ball accelerated the shot forward, and it even swung towards the net the moment it passed the net.

Although the angle of this ball was not very tricky, the sudden change in the ball's path, coupled with the speed, made it difficult to receive it.

But Bu Er's steps were not slow. The moment the ball bounced after hitting the ground, he was already ready to hit back.

"Ok?"

The moment the racket touched the ball, Fuji suddenly frowned.

Obviously, he also felt the pressure from the racket.

The topspin on this ball is really strong.

At least, it was beyond his expectations, so the force of his attack was not enough.

The next moment, the ball flew high towards Tobe's half of the field.

"Good opportunity! Atobe!"

Xiangri shouted loudly, as if he had foreshadowed the move that Atobe was about to use.

But at this time, Tobe rushed to the front court very calmly, waiting for the moment the ball fell, and then smashed it to one side.

"boom!!"

"0-40!"

The score changed again.

Atobe has scored three goals in a row without much hindrance in the process.

"Topspin?"

Bu Er suddenly murmured to himself, as if he had some thoughts.

At this time, on Ice Emperor's side.

Ye Shifeng suddenly said, "It seems that Atobe is not in a good mood. After all, an opponent like Fuji who doesn't have a strong desire for victory must be less interesting to him, right?"

At this time, Oshitari asked curiously, "Did you see anything?"

Jilang blinked his eyes, also like a curious baby, and said: "Minister Feng, you are not going to say that you understand psychology, right?"

The Ice Emperors around also looked at Ye Shifeng curiously.

I don't understand how he knew that Fuji Shusuke had no desire to win.

Ye Shifeng nodded slightly, and then explained to everyone: "I guess so. The fact that Bu Er was able to react quickly to that ball just now shows his strength, but the quality of his return was not high, which resulted in the loss of points. It is obvious that he did not take it seriously."

"If he wants to win, than he takes it as a goal, then every fight back will be more serious."

"In the first two goals, his return and desire to score were not strong, right?"

After listening to Ye Shifeng's analysis, everyone fell into deep thought.

Thinking back to the previous situation, it was indeed as Ye Shifeng said.

"As expected of the minister, you really have it all!" Xiangri gave a thumbs up and praised.

"I didn't expect that your analysis makes so much sense." Shishido Ryo nodded thoughtfully.

Looking at them one by one, and their looks of surprise and admiration for him for being able to see these things, Ye Shifeng smiled faintly in his heart.

Although he did notice some clues, it was also because he knew Fuji's character.

Therefore, the analysis can be so accurate.

I can't tell my department members that I, as the department director, actually came from another world, right?

While they were talking, Atobe had already won the first game without any pressure.

Leading by a large margin (1-0).

Then, the two sides were going to exchange venues. When they crossed paths, Atobe said with some disappointment: "If the geniuses of Seigaku are only like this, then we at Hyotei have hundreds of geniuses."

Bu Er didn't say anything, just walked over silently.

At this time, Atobe was not sure whether he could get Fuji to show more strength.

But that was yesterday, Ye Shifeng told him that he had to find a way to activate Bu Er so that the game would be more interesting.

Originally, Atobe didn't care much about this, but when they actually fought, he was really dissatisfied.

This kind of game even made him want to leave the field directly, as the opponent was not what he expected.

Both sides had a one-minute break on the sidelines.

"then."

Ye Shimu Feng threw a brand new white towel to Atobe.

After receiving it, Atobe immediately put it on the bench beside him and said calmly: "I am not sweating."

"Don't be anxious. Maybe next, Bu Er will also make a move." Ye Shifeng comforted.

"That's better, otherwise this game will be very boring." Atobe snorted, then turned and walked onto the court.

On the other side, Coach Ryuzaki also handed Fuji a towel and asked him to wipe the sweat off his face.

Bu Er took it in his hand and just wiped it symbolically.

After all, he didn't take it seriously just now and didn't sweat at all.

"Buji, let's have a good fight."

Coach Ryuzaki hesitated for a moment, but still said this.

As a coach, she had naturally seen what kind of character Fuji had.

But I still hope to see Fuji take the competition more seriously.

In response, Fuji nodded slightly, and the moment he looked up, he noticed Tezuka's gaze was on him.

After looking at each other, he picked up the racket, turned around and walked into the court.

Next, it was Atobe's turn to serve.

Ta-da-da, ta-da...whoosh!

Atobe threw the ball so high that it almost covered the sun in the sky.

Then, he bent his knees and jumped up. In mid-air, he twisted his waist, exploded his core strength, gathered it on his arms, and swung the racket quickly.

"boom!"

The speed of this ball was not slow, exceeding 180KM/H, which is considered an excellent level among junior high school students.

Moreover, it has strong topspin.

Once you land, you will sprint forward at a faster speed, increasing the feeling of heaviness brought by the speed.

The moment the ball was hit, one could already feel that this serve was not simple.

“What a high-quality serve!”

"Atobe's strength is indeed very strong!"

Everyone in Qingxue looked somewhat solemn at this moment.

But at this moment, Bu Er seemed to be prepared.

No unnecessary movements, just return the ball easily.

"Fight back!" Kikumaru exclaimed.

Atobe looked at the ball that was coming back at him and hit it back again with an expressionless face.

The two sides were once again caught up in a long ball stalemate in the backcourt.

"It seems that you haven't changed at all."

"Then let's end it!"

Atobe's eyes narrowed, but he still took the first step.

A stronger topspin ball, with the sound of breaking wind, rushed towards the front court.

However, at this moment, a pair of ice-blue eyes slowly opened on the opposite side.

It was like an eagle, about to hunt its favored prey.

Gentleness turned into a sharp blade, full of momentum.

"boom!!"

When the ball flew towards his half, Tebe had already determined the direction of the ball and smiled contemptuously: "Too easy to see through!"

But just when he was about to swing the racket, the ball hit the ground and cut through the ground like a sharp blade!

A straight mark was left on the originally flat grass.

At this moment, looking at the opposite side again, Bu Er’s stern expression was as if he had become a different person.