behind the glitz of the net king

Closer to home, the small episode of Ryoma's sudden departure quickly faded out of people's sight. The match between Echizen Ryuetsu and Atobe made Seigaku and Hyotei's people full of expectations.

Ignoring Atobe's unchanging opening remarks, the first game was Atobe's serve. Echizen Longyue had expected that he would not show mercy, and would not give him a chance to smash the ball.She galloped and swung her racket, raising the corners of her eyes with a smile that was not a smile: "That serve was good just now." At the same time, a short ball flew over the net, and the sound was like spring water slapping stones, "It's a pity that it's still in its infancy."

"One day you will see his brilliance." Atobe hit the ball back from the net, and the arrogance and arrogance in his eyes continued unabated.

As soon as the first round was over, Echizen Longyue regretted it. It took so long to win by only a few points. Keigo Atobe was indeed a difficult opponent.

Others could not help watching the game nervously, refusing to blink for fear of missing a ball. Their praises were endless, most of them with envy.Gan Zhenzhi's glasses reflected light coldly, and his voice was too cold: "Echizen Longyue is known as a cold-faced thousand-handed person outside, why on earth...why..."

Coach Longzaki saw the corners of Echizen Longyue's lips hooked up, and his eyes became darker and serious: "Don't you think Longyue's smile is getting colder and colder? Some reporters said that when her smile disappears, she can turn the whole world around." Playing in the palm of your hand. It's like thousands of Wuzhi Mountains, no matter how you try to escape, you can't escape."

Hearing the sound, Atobe raised his eyebrows, and looked down like a king: "You have quite a lot of thorns on your body." "Only you are not afraid of pricking your hands, so you come to provoke me." Echizen Long Yue grabbed the racket net with his hands, Looking back at Atobe's eyes.

Horio's legs trembled a little. Is the couple he saw fighting to the death really the legendary couple... Fortunately, his crush on Echizen Longyue has never confessed!

"Are you afraid of losing?" Echizen Longyue flicked the tennis ball and looked at Atobu with his head tilted. "I should be asking you this. This tone is just like the woman in my Atobu." The arrogant tone remained unchanged.

Echizen Longyue changed his left hand and used an outspin serve in the serve game. If the opponent is an ordinary person, it will have a deterrent effect.But the opponent is Atobe.She secretly added another sentence in her heart.The Ministry of Kings.

In Atobe's eyes, the outspin serve was just a piece of cake, but his counterattack was even faster in terms of speed. Echizen Longyue reacted as soon as he heard the sound of his hitting the ball, and his staggered and quick steps made everyone startled. "Samba steps." She parted her thin lips lightly, and looked at Atobe, who was gradually getting serious, with a smile.

Echizen Long Yueli's vortex deepened several times.

Atobe smiled instead of anger, already seeing through the provocative meaning in her smile.Echizen Longyue's aggressive method failed logically in front of him.

The strength of Atobe's ball became heavier and heavier, and Echizen Ryuetsu's smile gradually cooled down. Although he could catch the ball, he lost his balance and fell to the ground when he caught the ball.However, Atobe walked over as if he couldn't see it, and didn't even look away.

Echizen Longyue got up and patted the dirt on her body. Atobe didn't look back and just asked her: "Aren't you going to use Xuanliu Phantom?" Long Yue casually rolled up her sleeves, revealing her thin wrists.

In the eyes of the spectators, the time still transitioned peacefully to the third game she had won.There are also three innings at Atobe.

Atobe's gaze moved the angle, as if he had caught a blind spot that I couldn't easily detect.The corners of Echizen Long Yue's lips were only faintly curved, but he was the one who laughed wantonly.

The arcs in the corners of Buer's eyes were cold, and he said in a low voice outside the arena: "I was discovered by Mobu... No, with Long Yue's meticulous temperament, it might be a trap."

Atobe's ball flew over as soon as Fuji's voice fell, and Atobe shouted loudly: "Show me your level. The bait will make you wake up."

He knew it was a trap, but he wanted to see her tricks.The corners of Echizen Long Yue's lips turned cold immediately.

It was a burst of oppressive force in an instant, and the opponent could hear the sound of his own sensitive nerves being broken, and the fear before was smashed down with thousands of times of fear.

No matter how tricky the ball's route or how fast it is, it all flickered in the girl's eyes.It seems that there is an invisible hand in the dark, strangling the throat of fate, and it feels like it is about to suffocate.

The torment is not over yet.The inexplicable pain in the texture caused people to suffer again, as if there were small uneven stones hidden under the thin skin, as if blood was about to gush out.

Atobe frowned fiercely, a pained expression appeared on his face.It's just that no one saw the girl quietly closing her eyes, her hands trembling slightly.

Although the practice match was to the end, she understood that the more painful it was, the better it would be for Atobe.Keigo Atobe, you must become stronger.

Ying Nao couldn't help feeling cold all over, and didn't even dare to look up: "It's so scary."

Atobe, who had been there, was very calm, picked up the tennis ball on the ground and clenched it tightly in his palm, and the huge sunlight poured down from the top of his head, illuminating the appearance of dust floating up and down in the air.The mottled smile in Atobe's eyes deepened little by little: "I see."

"Alas—" Echizen Long Yue made a long sound, raised his hand to touch his ears, and casually wiped the thin, water-stained sweat on his forehead.Unknowingly laughed, and put away the tennis racket self-consciously: "I won't play anymore. You can see it."

"Huh? This is not like your style." Atobe raised his slender eyebrows and walked to her side. "The Cold Sword of the Thousand Hands is physical labor. If I continue to fight, I will definitely lose. I will accept it when I see it." Echizen Longyue looked at Atobe with a smile, and Atobe turned her face angrily and amusingly, But found that the corners of her eyes were slightly wet.

Sorry Atobe, I can't see you in so much pain.

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