Tennis: In Hyotei, inheriting the miracle generation

"Those two have disdain written all over their faces. In my opinion, the level of Neon U17 is just so-so. Just rush over." Atobe tilted his head and nodded in agreement.

A player who can write his emotions and innermost thoughts directly on his face.

Even if the opponent is good at tennis, how strong can he be?

"Well, let's go?" Bai Shi showed a humble smile and invited them, "Ice Emperor, Son of God, plus the trickster on the court, I think with your strength, you should be able to pass the test easily."

"Puh..."

Niou said this meaningless catchphrase and looked deeply at Hinata Rin.

Through some of the details just now.

He was the first to confirm Hinata Rin's outstanding position in the Neon U17.

......

......

soon.

Everyone who reached a consensus came to the stadium that Sasabe mentioned.

"Hey, hey--"

"You guys are a little too slow, aren't you? Do you know that you should respect your seniors? If you don't pay attention to your seniors' orders, it will be difficult for you to survive in the U17."

Matsudaira glanced at the four people gloomily, obviously not satisfied with their performance.

Sasabe, who was standing by, shook his head repeatedly after seeing that the four men took a full minute to arrive.

You really have no tact at all!

In this U17 team full of strong players, in addition to solid tennis skills, a certain amount of vision is also necessary, otherwise it is impossible to survive in this cruel competition system.

can only say.

Junior high school students are junior high school students and they don’t know how dangerous society is.

Put away your thoughts.

Sasabune was the first to grab a racket from his tennis bag and walk onto the court, sneering at the group, "Well, now I'm going to tell you about the specific test."

"It's actually very simple."

"One-set system. As long as any one of you can beat me in the next four rounds against me, I will consider you a pass."

"Of course, if you think I'm not easy to deal with, you can also try to challenge my teammate, Matsudaira."

talking.

Sasabe also quietly glanced at Hinata Rin, who had been standing aside and indifferent.

One person overturned their No. 16 venue?

Today he will single-handedly defeat all the new junior high school students.

"what?"

One plate system.

One against four?

Everyone who heard this widened their eyes, feeling a little bit unbelievable.

Even though it’s just one plate.

But after playing four games in a row, how could the opponent's physical strength keep up? Where did the opponent's confidence come from?

"Don't think it's easy. With Sasabe's current strength, he has at least the strength of a No. 10 court. To be honest, even if it's one-on-four."

"Your chance of winning is infinitely close to 0%!"

Looking at everyone's surprised reactions, Matsudaira couldn't help but give a friendly reminder.

After saying that, he also walked to the center net and sat on the referee chair.

"Humph."

"I come!"

Atobe sneered, not at all scared by the other party's words, and walked onto the field first.

Snapped!

Snapped!

After a simple bounce of the ball, Tebe suddenly bent his body backwards, and when the tennis ball fell to a lower position than usual, he was able to choose to shoot.

"boom--"

"Tannhauser!!"

With a light shout, the tennis ball shot out, aiming directly at the opponent's right side near the center line.

"Oh, serve from the waist?"

"Trading the height of the shot for the speed of the tennis ball?"

“Nice serve idea.”

“But unfortunately, this is U17!”

"This kind of serve is still a little too tender!"

Looking at his opponent's opening move, Sasabe couldn't help but smile.

In between runs, he even distracted himself and started commenting.

Obviously.

He didn't take Atobe's serve seriously at all!

“Squeak…”

But next second.

A sharp, swirling sound of tearing the air fell into his ears.

His originally confident smile suddenly froze on his face.

"Sizzle--"

The tennis ball brushed past his feet, almost sticking to the ground, and in front of the horrified gaze of Matsudaira on the sidelines, it slid directly out of bounds!

"pat..."

"pat..."

It wasn't until the tennis ball hit the wall behind Sasabe and rolled to the ground that Sasabe came to his senses.

“It’s actually a trick ball?”

Sasabe looked a little embarrassed and was so angry that he almost roared out on the spot.

"call--"

Taking a deep breath to calm down his violent emotions, he looked at Jibe viciously: "You little bastard, how dare you play tricks on me?"

"Using the starting position of serving a speed ball to play a trick ball?"

"you......"

"You are fine!"

A sinister look flashed in Sasabe's eyes, and after he took his position, he stared at Atobe.

Although he was very disdainful of the other party's identity as a junior high school student.

But after that superb serve, he dared not underestimate his opponent anymore!

"Ah..."

The other half.

Atobe didn't take the opponent's threat seriously at all, he raised his hand and hit out another Tanghuaiser.

"Bang--"

"30-0!"

"This...this is impossible?"

"This is actually a ball that hits the ground?"

This time, Sasabe saw the trajectory of the tennis ball clearly and couldn't help but tremble.

"Sasabe, don't just stand there in a daze. From my angle, this ball is still quite a distance from the ground."

At this time.

Matsudaira, the temporary referee of the game, couldn't help but give a reminder.

This goal by Tannhuiser.

Unlike the person's perspective of looking down from above, he can easily see the distance between the tennis ball and the ground from a side perspective.

"Is that so?"

Sasabe recovered, chuckled at Matsudaira and nodded, quickly calming down again.

There is a distance from the ground!

This means that the opponent's serve is not an unsolvable serve.

And this stadium is a grass stadium!

As long as you use more "scooping" techniques when catching the ball, you still have a good chance of catching it.

“There are actually off-site reminders?”

"It seems that the guy chose to act as a temporary referee. It was premeditated."

He squinted his eyes.

Yukimura was thinking silently with a gloomy face on the sidelines. At the same time, his glances towards Matsudaira from time to time also carried some dangerous meaning.

"Ah."

Atobe sneered and did not take Matsudaira's reminder to heart.

Since the opponent thinks he can crack his skills, then let him give it a try!

"Tannhauser!"

"40-0!"

When Matsudaira reported the score, he looked as if he had eaten shit.

He had clearly reminded Sasabe like that, but Sasabe still couldn't catch it and his racket didn't even touch the tennis ball!

"Uh, sorry, the ball was kicked out too fast and I couldn't react."

Scratching his head, Sasabe turned to look at Matsudaira.

Despite losing the ball repeatedly, his expression did not become more serious, but instead became more relaxed.

gradually.

He figured out how to break the opponent's serve.

It's nothing more than gliding on the ground at a faster speed.

As long as he stood a little further back and left enough space for preparation, this ball would not be difficult to catch!!

"Oh?"

Sensing the change in the opponent's position keenly, Atobe smiled.

"boom--"

“Squeak—”

Amid everyone's astonished gaze, Atobe actually hit an exquisite underhand serve.

Sasabe's expression froze.

He wanted to chase after her, but he was standing far behind the baseline. Even if he had another pair of legs, he still couldn't catch up!

"Bang--"

"Game, 1-0!"

Matsudaira was stunned!

Not to mention Sasabe, even he fell into the trap set to break Tanhhaiser without realizing it.