The Strongest Player in Sports

Chapter 182 : Tezukavs Atobe(5/7)

“Unexpectedly, this guy has also entered semi-final!”

Atobe looked up at the hand house opposite.

Seeing the calm look of Shoujia, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Because he always felt that Shoujia didn’t see him in his eyes.

“But this match must be my uncle’s victory, and I will immerse you in the magnificence of my uncle!

Soon, the corners of Atobe’s mouth rose slightly, and his face reappeared with complacency.

“Tokyo Junior Games, semi-final tennis tournament, Atobe Keigo players serve, match starts!”

Referee blew the whistle to announce the start.

“Kunimitsu, right?”

Atobe leaned on his side, slapped the tennis ball, and looked up at his hand: “My uncle is going to serve soon, you have to be optimistic!”

After speaking, he looked at the hand family and wanted to see how the hand family reacted.

But Shoujia stood in place, his expression calm.

After hearing what he said, he just raised his head slightly and said nothing.

“Damn it, like your brother!”

Atobe’s mouth twitched, feeling his hot face pressed against his cold ass.

“Serve it!”

Seeing that Atobe was still in ink, the hand family finally couldn’t help but speak.

“Humph!”

Atobe snorted coldly, but still tossed 277 tennis balls honestly.

boom!

The knees were bent and jumped, and the body opened like a long bow.

At the moment the tennis ball fell, the racquet in Atobe’s hand quickly beat the tennis ball.

“This is my uncle’s super high-speed serve!”

Atobe’s blatant voice sounded: “Kunimitsu, don’t indulge in the beautiful skills of this uncle!”

boom!

The tennis ball flashed and fell quickly to the inner corner.

“Super high speed serve?”

Zongshen on the sidelines nodded.

The speed of this ball is at least 175KM/H, which is already very strong for elementary school students.

Zongshen still remembered.

In the original work, Atobe used this trick to sweep all players in the Hyotei Tennis Club.

Even Oshitari, who has a strong insight, took a whole game to see clearly.

“But this kind of serve doesn’t work for Kunimitsu!”

Zongshen chuckled lightly and looked at the arena.

really.

The moment the ball fell, the hand came to the back of the tennis ball.

He ignored the afterimage of the tennis ball and struck the real ball directly.

Snapped!

The tennis ball flashed, and instantly passed halftime and landed at Atobe’s feet.

“Um?”

Atobe saw a flash of surprise in his eyes.

He is extremely confident in his high-speed serve.

But I didn’t expect the hand to fight back so easily.

“There is still some strength!”

Atobe nodded slightly, knowing that Tezuka can enter semi-final, it is not good luck.

boom!

He took a half step back and flew the ball out.

“Too arrogant!

Zongshen saw this scene and shook his head.

Atobe felt that he would win from the beginning, so he subconsciously thought that his hand was not strong.

Under this subconscious mind, his style of play seemed casual.

boom!

Shou’s family did not know when they came to the net.

As soon as the tennis ball crossed the net, the player’s racquet slashed over.

what!

The tennis ball made a small arc and hit the ground.

In a slight bounce, it rolled down in front of the net.

0–15!

Hand scores.

“How is it possible?”

Atobe’s smile instantly froze on his face.

Looking at the tennis ball under the net, he couldn’t believe that he would be the first to lose points.

“Are you just this strength?”

Shoujia spoke, his expression solemn and steady.

“cut!”

The smile faded from Atobe’s face, and his eyes flickered.

It was indeed his watchman just now.

Unexpectedly, there are people with this kind of strength in the match of the Tokyo Junior Group, and he is no weaker than him.

Thinking of this, Atobe held racquet tightly.

The gaze toward the Shoujia became focused and solemn.

“But even if you score first, this match is (cffb) I won!”

Atobe thought to himself.

His strongest is not a high-speed ball, but his powerful insight.

what!

The tennis ball was thrown and Atobe hit the ball again.

This ball hasn’t changed much from the previous one. The player can hit the tennis ball back with a chop and go online quickly.

“Do you still want to hit short shots?”

“The action is too obvious, do you think this uncle will not be guarded?”

Atobe quickly rushed to the net.

He went online one step ahead of his opponents and hit short shots.

“Um?”

Shoujia was taken aback, but he still surfed the Internet quickly.

Racquet picked up slightly and flew the tennis ball out.

“You will hit back Lob after a short shot!”

Atobe retreated sharply, and then jumped up. His open laughter instantly spread to the audience: “Hands, surrender to the magnificent skills of this uncle!”

what!

Leaping high in the sky, Atobe stretched his arms as if he embraced the whole world.

Slowly his body leaned back, like a big bow.

The moment the tennis ball rushed past him.

The body rebounded fiercely, and the arm struck hard towards the tennis ball.

boom!

There was a loud noise.

The tennis ball is directly deformed under the powerful stroke, like an oval bullet bursting down.

“This is a waltz that is heading for destruction!!!

The high voice is like a performance.

The tennis spike went down and hit the racquet of the hand.

The powerful force rolled, numb the hands of the hand, and almost broke out.

“Want to use the smash ball to fly my racquet?”

The hand felt the impact from racquet.

He reacted extremely swiftly and quickly put his other hand on the racket.

But the impact of tennis has not diminished.

On the contrary, it is more violent.

Slowly, his fingers loosened, and Racquet was about to let go.

But at the very moment, he recalled what Zongshen said to him in his mind.

“Kunimitsu, there are many ways to resolve smashes!”

“It would be great to be able to fight back forcefully.

“But if it can’t be done because of strength limitations, then we must retreat to ease the force of smash.”

“Finally, perform a high-speed chop, so that the smash can be effectively resolved!

Zongshen’s past confession came to his mind.

He immediately backed away with a tennis ball.

The strength in his hands remained relatively stable.

When the hand came to the baseline, racquet immediately tilted, and then slammed his hands hard.

Snapped!

A ball that was originally about to hit his racquet flew out in an instant.

The ball fell heavily on Atobe’s feet and bounced out.

0–30!

Hand Kunimitsu score!

The waltz that is heading for disillusionment, disillusionment!