The Prince of Tennis - I'm Echizen Ryoma

"Ice Emperor Academy vs. Youth Academy, the first singles match starts now!" The referee's voice finally sounded, "It will be a one-set match, and Ice Emperor Jibu will serve!"

"This is the first match with you." The minister's calm tone remained unchanged.

"Ah? Didn't you keep avoiding me?" Atobe's annoying and arrogant tone remained unchanged. "Come on!" The ball plummeted down from the clear sky, and with a sound of "Drink!", it flew into the air, drawing a strong and clear straight line.

Moving to the landing point in an instant, the minister swung his arm, and the jersey fluttered.

It is a real sword and gun without any fancy, this kind of frontal attack and defense of short-handed bayonet is completely a competition of strength.These two guys are actually the same, the boss is used to it, and his bones are full of overconfidence and arrogance.

"Duh!" The black pupil on the mole of tears flashed sharply, and the ball from Atobu hit the net.

During the running, his posture changed, and he rushed forward at a high speed. The minister's posture of catching the ball was as elegant and rigorous as fencing, and as stable as a rock.The racket was swung obliquely, and there was a light "dang" sound when it touched the ball.It's a wonderful short volley.

In front of the net suddenly appeared the figure of Atobe jumping in the air.When did he rush up! ?Looking down at the minister from a high position, "Zha!" He yelled, and he slammed his slap violently.

With a frown between his eyebrows, the Minister's racket accurately blocked the path of the ball.However, unexpectedly, the minister was unable to catch that ball.The racket flew out of his hand and fell to the ground with a "click".This sound suddenly detonated the anxiety that I had been deeply buried in my heart since just now, but I refused to admit it, and there was a loud buzzing that made people unable to think.

"Minister Tezuka!" Horio shouted. "Tezuka!" Oishi murmured. "It's a lie!" Kikumaru stared.The rest were silent.Everyone's face was full of pure shock.

Did no one discover the hidden truth of that event?Maybe Atobe's strength exceeded expectations?Maybe it's my misjudgment of unfounded worry?It must be so!Calm down, don't think too much...

Pressing the center of the eyebrows with the index finger and middle finger, on both sides of the fingers, Atobe looked at the Minister's eyes with a sharp cold light like a scalpel.

Putting down his fingers and raising his head, he put on a relaxed and arrogant look, the corner of his mouth curled up, "Let's indulge in my master's beauty~"

"Oh——" "Atobe!" "Atobe!" "Atobe!" The boys and girls of the Ice Emperor Support Group began to go crazy again.

"That guy really knows how to boast." Several Yamabuki members who watched the battle whispered.

"Does someone usually say that about themselves?" Qianshi imitated Atobe, raising his arms high, "Enjoy~ my master's beauty~"

"It's intoxicated by my master's beauty." Tan corrected solemnly.The others vomited unbearably.

"Yuta, I think it's better for you to learn to be thick-skinned like that." Thick lips slanted towards the field with dead fish eyes.

"Scared? I'll forget it..." Yuta was sweating on the side of his face.

"What a great shot." Fuji's heavy sigh surprised the two who were talking and laughing.

"Brother?" Yuta murmured puzzled looking at the stern and tense face that was rarely seen.

"What's the matter, Tezuka~ Are you lacking in strength?" Atobe smiled at the corner of his mouth, squinted at the opposite side, and spoke provocatively.

"Nice interception." The minister was unmoved.

"Really? Thank you for your praise~ Next ball, come on!" Raising the tennis ball high, Atobe swung his racket vigorously, "Drink!"

"Hey, are you aiming at the corner all of a sudden?" Atobu's mouth was not idle as he swung back the minister's diagonal lash.

The minister didn't just hit the diagonal ball from the left and right corners, his ball almost landed on the touchline.

Being able to return all such powerful diagonal kicks, Atobe, the ice emperor, is indeed not an ordinary person.Whether it is his running range that covers almost the entire court, or the power, speed, and technique of hitting the ball, it shows that he is a top all-round player.

"Beautiful! Minister Tezuka's boccia!" Shouted Katsuro, who never took his eyes off the court.

"Tsk!" Atobe rushed forward to save the ball.

As if the scene was replayed, this time it was the minister who leaped high in front of the net to kill.

"Okay, Tezuka! Return the full amount just now!" The seniors clenched their fists and shouted excitedly.

Holding the racket with both hands, Atobe gritted his teeth.With one foot on the ground, he let out a loud roar, "Give it back to you!"

"Liar! Just come back like that!" Kikumaru shouted in surprise.

Taocheng's face was full of disbelief.He must have noticed that Atobe's trick was Jackknife.

Swinging the racket calmly, the small semicircle drawn by the minister's left foot caught my eye.

"Naive ~ innocent ~" Atobe swung his racket vigorously.

"The Ice Emperor must win! The winner is Atobe!" The Ice Emperor's support team also lost no time in clamoring loudly.

Looking into the arena, Buer suddenly chuckled, and the seriousness on his face disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"I've won~" Atobe's smile suddenly disappeared in the next second.Eyes wide open, he ran and hit the ball while staring desperately at the Minister's feet.

With his right foot as the center of the circle, the Minister stands in place every time he returns the ball.

The noise of the audience around the stadium gradually subsided until it was completely silent.

Tezuka field.No matter what kind of ball you hit, you can only return to where he is, as if being drawn.

The same trick, why does the old man look so mean and dirty when using it, and the minister uses it like a holy circle on his head? (Author: It is your own psychological effect!)

"[-] tie!" The referee's voice surprised me suddenly.That's right, only two goals have been played since the beginning of the game.Why do I always feel that time crawls slower than a snail, which makes me anxious?

"How could Atobe be beaten so passively by him?" The exclamation of the Ice Empress member was interrupted by wild laughter.

"Wahhahaha——Okay, Tezuka~" Pressing the index finger and middle finger of his left hand between his eyebrows, Atobe's eyes were cold and stern, like a Tyrannosaurus rex about to tear apart the opponent's flesh and blood, "Just rely on that kind of wrist!"

"Just by that kind of tricks? What do you mean?!" The Youth Academy members became restless.

"En? That left wrist hurts, right?" Atobe's tone was sure to win, "Hey~ Tezuka?"

"No! Tezuka's elbow has been healed!" Dashi blurted out, which made everyone even more surprised.

"That's it~ it's an elbow~" A devilish smile appeared on Atobe's lips.

Sitting upright, my expression didn't move, but my heart sank.If it's all right, you don't need to rush to argue, Senior Oishi.Why did I trust you so much that you wouldn't lie?

"Senior Dashi! Is it true?" Taocheng shouted.

"Yes, I'm sorry..." Oishi bowed his head, "Tezuka did feel a pain in his elbow some time ago, but he couldn't tell everyone... In order to enter the country, I don't want everyone to worry..."

Dashi's voice came intermittently like an illusion.The image of the subway chief holding on to the wall of the car with one hand flashed in his mind—so it was!

"But why does the minister's elbow hurt!" Amid the silence of the crowd, Horio questioned loudly.

"That was two years ago," Dashi's eyes gradually misty. "Two years ago, Tezuka, who had just entered middle school, was already better at tennis than any of his seniors..."