Zongman: People in Conan, raising cats and mice

"Hey! What's your name, guy?"

Atobe Keigo suddenly asked. Matsumoto Akira, who was originally planning to continue serving, was slightly stunned, and then answered seriously.

"Matsumoto Akira!"

"You are very talented, but the overall strength of Teitan Middle School is not strong! Why don't you transfer to Hyotei! With your strength and talent, Hyotei can give you a higher stage!"

Keigo Atobe started poaching players directly on the field. He didn't think there was anything wrong with doing so. He was helping Akira Matsumoto.

Teitan Junior High School was not that strong to begin with. Even if Matsumoto Akira had great talent, he would not have been able to make it to the national competition if he had stayed in Teitan Junior High School.

This is the reality. You have strong personal talent and strength, but unfortunately they play as a team in the national competition.

If your teammates are not strong enough, even if you win all the games you can win, it will still be of no help to the overall situation.

"Damn it! How dare this guy Atobe Keigo try to steal my girl!"

The tennis club manager girl who heard what Keigo Atobe said slammed the table next to her hard, making a loud "bang" sound, like a bolt from the blue.

The small table next to her suddenly fell apart, like a knocked-down giant, disintegrating in an instant.

A group of team members sitting nearby swallowed their saliva intensively and dared not say a word for fear that their manager would suddenly notice them.

Having accepted the coercive rule of their manager for so long, they almost forgot what happened when the manager first arrived. However, she used her personal force to make them understand that one cannot judge a person by his appearance.

Fortunately, it is not too late to remember it now. Anyway, it was not them who angered the manager, but the director of the opposing tennis club.

It is better to let their memories be repainted with brilliant colors now than to have one of them accidentally anger the manager and have to repaint them passively later.

"Don't worry, don't worry~ A-Ming won't agree to such a thing! He just came here to help temporarily!"

"Although he seems to be really talented in tennis, he is also very talented in other areas!"

Although Mao Lilan seemed to be trying to persuade, the words that came out of her mouth always had a Versailles feeling, as if she was showing off her strength and talent.

But in fact this is the truth. Not to mention the strength and talent that Matsumoto Akira has shown in other areas before, his talent in kendo alone far exceeds that of tennis.

Now he is facing only the high school student Atobe Keigo, but in kendo, he is facing either a swordsman or a great swordsman. The strength and status of both sides are not on the same level at all, there is a world of difference between them.

(I would like to mention here that I originally wanted to say that this is after the junior high school Prince of Tennis stage, but then I thought about it and realized that I am not directly copying Prince of Tennis fan fiction, so I simply blurred their ages a little and made it high school)

"No need, I just came to the tennis club temporarily to help out! I have helped other sports clubs before, and this is just a small event!"

Matsumoto Akira kicked the ball with a smile on his face, and Atobe Keigo on the opposite side ran over and caught the ball with a little surprise.

"I'm being a little presumptuous. How talented are you? How can you be invited to help out by those sports clubs—"

Even Keigo Atobe had to express his surprise. He had heard before that there were geniuses in this world who were all-rounders in sports, like the bright stars in the night sky.

I've even seen it with my own eyes, but that kind of all-round genius only means that he can basically pick up every sport quickly. But picking up quickly doesn't mean he can master it. It's like a gorgeous firework, fleeting.

In other words, he could quickly master every sport and reach the upper-middle level for his age group, but he had no way of going any further, like a bird bound in place.

Because all-around geniuses like them often don't focus all their attention on one project, they are unable to maximize their talents.

Just like all the all-around geniuses that Keigo Atobe had ever seen, none of them could compare to him in tennis.

But Matsumoto Akira is different. Just from this one match he understood that although the opponent has not shown any talent in other tennis skills, his strength will not be bad due to his superior physique.

"But if that's the case, then I won't humiliate myself. I'm going to be serious next time!"

Atobe Keigo looked at Matsumoto Akira seriously, and in an instant the entire half of the opponent's field seemed to be included in his eyes.

He seemed to be able to see through the opponent's bones and take in all the opponent's shortcomings. One icicle after another slowly rose up.

Then, something happened that made Keigo Atobe feel a little uneasy.

Generally speaking, in his eyes, the icicles are the opponent's weaknesses that they have no way of hitting back, just like a person with flaws all over his body.

Although some people may be able to break free, it is true that the icicles are weaknesses, but some can overcome them.

There are also some people who can achieve the state where there is not a single icicle around them, which clearly shows that they are the type without weaknesses, or they have weaknesses but they are completely unable to see through them.

But the situation on the opposite side, Matsumoto Akira, was a little different. There were more and more icicles on the opposite half of the court, as if they occupied the entire half. If I had to describe it, his whole body was full of flaws and weaknesses, like a sieve full of holes.

But it is precisely because there are too many of these weaknesses that they seem to occupy the entire field. No matter where you hit, the opponent cannot hit back. It is like a sieve full of holes. No matter where you hit, the opponent cannot hit back.

This made Keigo Atobe completely unable to accept it, because every one of his counterattacks excited the ice pillar on the opposite side, but every one of them was easily beaten back by the opponent.

In other words, although I have seen through the opponent's weakness, I am completely unsure whether this weakness is a weakness!

That is to say-

Is the opponent the kind of guy who seems to have weaknesses all over his body, but actually has no weaknesses at all?

Atobe Keigo clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction. This guy who seemed to have weaknesses all over his body but actually had no weaknesses at all was more difficult to deal with than the guy who hid all his weaknesses and seemed invulnerable.

Because those guys who seem invincible can at least force out one or two weaknesses through their own efforts.

But the guy on the other side had weaknesses everywhere, so he couldn't tell where the weaknesses were. Or maybe he had no weaknesses at all?