How the Protagonist of Sports Manga is Made

"Hey, is it time? It's already four to four."

Atobe, who seemed to be exhausted, suddenly stopped, straightened up and looked at Shun Kaiteng, and said lazily.

--What's the meaning?when?

The audience was a little confused.

On the big screen, the boy with light blue hair raised the corners of his lips viciously, stretched on purpose, yawned as if he had just woken up, and complained:

"Ah...they finally caught up, I almost fell asleep."

Atobu's eyelids twitched uncontrollably, feeling his fist itch.

This guy is really good at attracting hatred. If he is the opponent, he will probably be pissed to death.

Billy was really aroused, he took a few steps forward, wanted to attack, but Mike grabbed his wrist, he calmly shook his head and said: "It's just a psychological tactic, if you are affected, you will fall into the trap, hmph, but they also It’s all I can do.”

"Is that all you can do?"

Hai Teng tilted his head and thought about it for a moment, then shook his head, "Hunting volleys... what else is there for bullfighting? Tch, it's really disappointing."

"Well, I let you four rounds, you should be more serious, I hope you can give me some surprises—" Kai Teng Shun casually fiddled with the wristbands on his arms.

咚

A pair of heavy black wristbands hit the grass, making a dull sound.

——Is this a burden? !Look at the weight is five kilograms, right?

Mike managed to suppress the shock in his heart. He didn't expect that this young man who had been mediocre in the first few rounds was actually wearing a weight in the game, and his so-called "conceded four rounds"...?

There was an uproar in the audience area, dissatisfied discussions in the American area, and the smiles on the faces of investors all disappeared.

But in the rest area, the Japanese junior high school students who had met Li Haida had no surprises on their faces, they all had the same expressions as expected.

With a smile on his face, Fuji suddenly realized: "No wonder you lost 4 rounds so quickly... But it's really surprising that Atobe would agree to do this."

Qian Shi waved his hand, and said without much thought: "There's nothing surprising about this, right? They all competed because they only sent the second army to the field and lost to Fudofeng and almost couldn't enter the Kanto competition..."

Ren Zuo was caught off guard by a knife, pushed his glasses helplessly, and had no choice but to remind himself of his existence: "...Mr. Qianshi."

Qianshi Qingchun came to his senses, and quickly touched the back of his head with his palms together: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Renzu was forced to bring the topic into the conversation, so he had to clarify: "Xiaojing should be really angry this time, he probably doesn't like the opponent's behavior of disrespecting the competition, and deliberately played four games in a row, probably thinking the other way around. Teach them a lesson... but it certainly wasn't his idea."

Everyone's eyes immediately drifted to Sanada and Kirihara.

——Arrogantly giving up the existing advantages, obviously flipping the car if you are not careful, or throwing 4 rounds in a row... This style of not paying attention to the opponent at all is really very powerful.

With such a doubles partner, Atobe has worked really hard.

In the arena, Hai Teng took off his wrist to carry the weight, turned his wrist, and it was much easier.

He bent down again, making a gesture to take off the weight on his feet——

It was only then that the audience noticed from the big screen that the boy was also wearing that black ring on his ankle.

Did you actually wear so many weights to play the game?Also intentionally lose 4 rounds...

Billy glared at Kai Teng Shun angrily, his eyes breathing fire.

He never expected that one day someone would be more arrogant than them: he would manipulate the score in his own game, according to the requirements of Coach Baker, in order to achieve the best audience effect, but this guy is completely arrogant!

Mike patted Billy on the shoulder and comforted him, "It's just a bluff!"

Hai Teng heard the words instantly, glanced at them, and stopped to understand the movement of the weight ring.

"Ah, I said King of Ice, it shouldn't be necessary to use all your strength to deal with them?" He shouted at Atobe.

"That's your business, huh?" Atobe flicked the broken hair on his forehead, "In the end, playing seriously is just showing respect to your opponent, but since they let the water go first, then you can be regarded as an eye for an eye now .”

Hai Teng immediately straightened up, and did not release the weight on his legs: "Well...then there is no need, I am used to the weight, and it will feel light when I untie it."

"Yosie! Let's start the game now!"

The boy with light blue hair raised his head and looked at the two people on the opposite side of the net, with a provocative smile in his eyes: "You guys threw away 4 rounds, in order to ensure fairness, we also threw away 4 rounds, are you happy?"

Of course, the conversation between Atobe and Kaito Shun was also heard by all audiences through loudspeakers.

—— "What does this mean? Put water on each other?"

——"Billy and Mike did it on purpose when they lost 4 games in a row? Why did they do that!"

Only then did the fans realize that the turnaround of the previous game was completely directed and acted by Billy and Mike.This is not a passionate and inspirational competition at all, it is completely a scam with a well-written script and deliberately inciting emotions!

The investors' faces were gloomy, and they only felt that they, too, had been fooled.

The audience was filled with righteous indignation and dissatisfied with such an unsportsmanlike game.

Coach Baker's face was extremely bad. He called to stop the game and called Mike and Billy back to him.

"Those two boys almost destroyed mine..." His eyes were gloomy, and there was a trace of cruelty in his voice.

"Go and defeat them! Do your best! As long as you can completely abuse them and win, there is still a chance of redemption. Those fans have a strong mentality... If you can't do it, pack up your things and get out of the team! "

On the other side, Coach Huacun adjusted his glasses with a headache, not knowing what to instruct.

These two were temporary partners, and she didn't understand why Coach Sakaki paired them into doubles and arranged for the first match.

One is Minister Bingdi, and the second-year ace of Lihai University, his personal strength must be beyond doubt.The only problem is coordination, but doubles skills such as alternating offense and defense and time difference cannot be learned overnight.

These two people are obviously relying on their personal strength to resist the competition.

"At least play a decent doubles game," coach Huacun sighed helplessly.

The two returned to the field.

The interrupted game began to turn around at this time, and both sides finally showed their true strength. Even watching the big screen, you can feel the atmosphere full of tension.

Atobe played the tennis ball slowly, "I originally wanted to keep this trick."

He threw the ball into the air, exerted his body suddenly, lowered his waist suddenly, and swung the racket. The tennis ball was quickly shot out, passed the net very quickly, and then drew a semicircular trajectory on the ground and slid out.

Actually... it didn't bounce?

"15-0!"

The speed of the ball was so fast that even the spectators in the front row could only see the yellow ball flashing past, and then the ACE ball scored.

Most people don't even know what's going on.

On the big screen, Atobe's serve was played back slowly.

The high-speed spinning ball, captured by the video recorder, almost appeared as a double image, but it did not bounce after landing, and slid out along the ground quickly, drawing an arc.

"Name it—Tannhauser Serve," the blond boy raised his racket, his dark blue eyes opened, and he happened to face the camera.

"Don't get mesmerized by my wonderful game."

After a long period of silence in the Japanese audience area, when they heard this sentence, they burst into cheers as if they had received a signal:

"Atobe! Atobe! The winner is Atobe!"

Although Tannhauser's serve is not fully developed and still has some flaws, it is more than enough to win the next round of serve.

The Japanese team took the lead again, and Mike finally started to get a little impatient.

Billy swung his racket, hit the yoke again, and the ball flew high toward the baseline.

"That kind of serve has been seen through," Atobe swung his racket back. Although Billy's serve is strong, it is not difficult to deal with seeing through the path of the ball.

Mike filled Billy's hole in the backcourt, the racquet was upright, and the tennis ball brushed from small to upward, a falling ball.

The ball fell quickly after passing the net, and Atobe finally arrived, picked up the racket, and finally made up for the ball.

"Shotgun—Intercept!"

Billy smiled triumphantly, and swung his racket to perform a trick.

"15-0!"

"This is doubles," Mike said secretly in the backcourt.

Cooperate with each other and help your partner score. This is doubles.

How could such a temporary partner with no experience at first glance be comparable to them?

This blond boy named Atobe is indeed very skilled in the game. He can hit such an irresistible serve. In terms of singles, it is not certain that he will lose to him.

It's a pity that this is doubles, and he can only serve one game.

And the power of one person is always stronger than that of two people who cooperate with each other...

……and many more!

Mike suddenly noticed something was wrong:

When did I and Billy subconsciously only stare at this blond boy?

The smile on Mike's face froze, and he suddenly realized that he seemed to have overlooked something crucial.

That's right, this is a double play...

Then there should be four players on the field... Why does it seem that there are only three players left to play now?

——And I didn't realize it until now!

Mike's pupils shrank suddenly, his expression frightened, and he felt a biting chill gradually rising from his back:

So--

Where did the other one go? !

"boom"

The sound of tennis balls hitting the ground seemed to be heard continuously behind him.

"45-15!"

Mike just felt as if the game was being manipulated by that terrible but invisible fourth man.

Like a shadowy ghost, wantonly playing with the puppet in his hand.

No matter which way I hit the ball, no matter how I struggled, it didn't help.

Everything around gradually dimmed.

The cheers and noise from the audience disappeared.

The arena suddenly became empty.

……

The referee's voice woke up Mike, who was almost in a nightmare. He was in a trance for a moment, and felt the dazzling light in the stadium, as if he had just returned to the world at this time, and his back was covered in cold sweat at some point.

"Gamewonby Keigo Atobe, Shun Kaito, 6-4!"

competition is over.

Mike looked at the boy with light blue hair who was walking towards him to shake hands with complicated eyes, and silently remembered the name:

Kaito Shun——

The fourth person...

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终于打完了，呦西，去吧！感谢在2019-11-1620:01:52~2019-11-1718:55:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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