Net King Super Coach

On the net court, Tachibana Kippei walked down, her face showing no signs of exhaustion.

He smiled in the midst of praise, and seemed to be just going up to warm up for a little exercise, which made Fudomine's students feel unfathomable, and also reminded them of the fear of the coach, Captain Atobe...... Can't really lose?

They don't believe it!

Compared with their disbelief, the one who was really astonished was Hiyoshi Wakashi. He even felt a little ridiculous. He wanted to beat Tachibana kippei to become the main pick, and even competed with Atobe for the first singles, but now.... ...but so!

The fiasco without any suspense made him lose confidence in himself, and he remained silent after the match.

It’s just that he was a little self-righteous, because everyone in Hyotei ignored him, and everyone’s eyes were on Atobe. The Nanzhongyue people were all cheering for Atobe.

"I won't lose." Atobe raised the corners of his mouth confidently, and walked slowly onto the net court.

Hearing this, Hiyoshi Wakashi didn't know why he thought of his previous self. What is the difference between Atobe at this moment and his previous self? The same self-confidence, the same vow, but the ending was extremely stern, he couldn't help but whispered : "Be careful."

Atobe glanced back at him, smiled, and said nothing.

He slowly walked to the online court, and said to Zhou Rui: "Although I feel sympathy for the injuries of Kamio and Shenji, your brilliance will end here. It is enough to enter the national competition, and it is too much to compete for rankings in delusion." gone."

"Atobe!!!"

Before Zhou Rui could reply, the students around Hyotei Gakuen became excited. They had great confidence in Atobe!

There was a slight smile on the corner of Atobe's mouth, satisfied with his popularity, he slowly raised his right hand.

When the index finger pointed to the sky, the entire Internet court boiled, and more than two hundred backup cheerleaders shouted in unison, as if the voices of thousands of people were heard, which was deafening.

"Hyotei must win!!! Hyotei must win!!

"Atobe!!! Atobe!!!"

The sound of screaming in unison was like a storm, disrupting the white clouds above the court, and drowning Zhou Rui in the terrifying noise, which was also mixed with the screams of a large number of girls

Atobe's popularity can be seen.

"Smack the crap out of their trainer!!!"

"Atobe must win!!!"

Atobe heard the shouts, the smile on his face became more and more obvious, and he pointed to the sky with his hands, looking like an emperor.

But his actions did not arouse the slightest resentment, but instead made the students of Hyotei Gakuen shout more and more energetically, as if they were in a madness, they waved their arms around, creating a momentum like a huge wave.

This is like the effect of a lion's breath, which can give great suppression to the opponent!

It can even make people breathless, suffocating, and dysfunctional.

It was the first time for Fudomine's students to see such a narcissistic person, and they didn't buy Atobe's account at all.

"This guy is so arrogant!"

"After all, it's Hyotei's Atobe, known as the emperor."

"What about Emperor? Is our coach weak, and he is only in Hyotei, our coach is very famous all over the country, and what level is this guy!

"That is, can he beat the coach?"

"I haven't seen any real skills yet, and the ostentation is quite big.

Fudomine's students all dismissed it, not saying whether this behavior was right or not, but saying that their yelling against Zhou Rui made them disgusted.

And they said this to help Zhou Rui relieve the pressure, because the mighty momentum is really depressing.

"It's so arrogant." A familiar voice came from Fudomine, it was Kamio's voice, he and Shinji also came to the competition venue, their injuries have been much better after a day of recuperation, at least they can walk around, and then at most He can fully recover within a week. When he first arrived, Kamio said in surprise, "Is this guy that Atobe? You're so narcissistic."

"The pressure is so strong, most people will be involuntarily nervous in this state, right?" Shen Si finally saw some tricks.

"Coach definitely won't!" Kamio yelled, full of air.

"Yeah." Tachibana kippei said with a smile.

This, the referee also announced the start of the game, this is not a stage show.

It's an important game about advancing to the final of the Kanto Grand Prix. Atobe's doing this made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Atobe is still doing his own thing regardless of the referee.

"...`Atobe!" Zhou Rui interrupted him unceremoniously, "Have you shown enough?"

"It's almost there, it's time to clean you up." Atobe chuckled, took the tennis ball, and flicked it on the ground.

Seeing Atobe's appearance, Zhou Rui also chuckled, "Don't you know a word? The higher you stand, the harder you fall, so it's better to have less of a show."

"Hehe." Atobe smiled indifferently, "It's not yet decided whether to win or lose."

Zhou Rui looked at Atobe, "Fudomine is undefeated, we want to win everyone's championship, so I'm sorry, I will not lose this game, and there is no possibility of losing, I hope you don't lose too badly."

Lost too badly?

This sentence is too harsh.

(Zhao's) The self-confidence mixed with Zhou Rui's calm words makes people unconsciously agree. Compared with Atobe's strong narcissistic arrogance, it is not at the same level at all, and it also makes the audience next to him listen. Dazed for a moment, Zhou Rui's tone really made people believe that what he said was true.

"The coach is mighty!" Kamio said loudly.

Atobe sneered, "I have everything about you under my control, and..." He pointed his right hand to his eyes, "My eyes can see through everything!"

That being said, when the game actually starts.

Atobe's eyes did not look down at the slightest, and Zhou Rui's few games were enough for him to pay attention to, not to mention the previous performance of Tachibana kippei also surprised him, so naturally he will not relax.

He threw the tennis ball high, jumped on one foot, and hit the tennis ball to the left border. .