The Strongest Player in Sports

Chapter 401 : Hyotei, please (7/7)

“Hiyoshi-kun!”

“Would you like to play at my house later?”

Otori Cyotaroh asked, carrying his schoolbag.

“Don’t worry, I will learn abacus today.

Hiyoshi Wakashi shook his head.

“All right!”

Otori Cyotaroh was disappointed.

I wanted to say something, but I heard footsteps.

The two looked up.

I saw several girls in front of them were discussing something with excitement.

“Have you heard?”

“Master Atobe defeated all the seniors!”

“It’s amazing!

“Let’s go and take a look!”

“Um!”

A group of little girls ran in the direction of the tennis club with excitement.

“Atobe?”

“who is he?”

Otori Cyotaroh asked suspiciously.

“I heard that I was a freshman in the junior high school. When I enrolled in school, I called myself the Emperor of Hyotei and donated a lot of things to Hyotei!”

Hiyoshi Wakashi thought for a while and said.

Both are still in the sixth grade of elementary school.

However, Hyotei is an integrated school of elementary school, junior high school, and high school.

So he has also heard about the junior high school.

“Then let’s go see it too!”

Otori Cyotaroh was full of excitement.

“Um!”

Hiyoshi Wakashi nodded, also very curious about this Atobe.

Want to see what the other party did, 443 caused such a sensation.

“Ahhhhhhh!”

“Master Atobe!”

“Master Atobe, come on!”

The court was filled with onlookers.

Everyone looked at Atobe on the field with excitement, screaming.

Watching the score on the scoreboard.

2–0!

Atobe actually scored two points from Tsukimitsu Ochi.

what!

With his arms raised, the entire arena became quiet.

A snapped finger appeared, and Atobe’s proud voice spread throughout the audience.

“Victory belongs to me!””

The words fell.

A scream broke out again throughout the arena.

“What a gorgeous guy!”

Akuto pushed his glasses and smiled helplessly.

“Do you say how long the match will end?”

Xiaoshan Chunma asked suddenly.

“Ten minutes!”

“In ten minutes, the minister should end the trial, and this kid should also lose!”

Sasobe Junichi looked upset.

boom!

The match continued during the discussion.

Tsukimitsu Ochi racquet flicked and lifted the tennis ball into the air.

Atobe saw this scene with a long laugh, and the whole (cffb) people leaped up.

“Next, immerse yourself in the magnificence of this uncle!”

boom!

Racquet dunks.

The fierce roar blasted and the tennis shot exploded.

The goal of this ball was pointed directly at Tsukimitsu Ochi racquet and hit the racquet heavily.

Snapped!

The tingling came, and the racquet in his hand flew across.

In a crisp sound, racquet fell to the ground.

The tennis ball also flew high again in the collision.

Atobe leap again, racquet dunks.

boom!

The tennis ball blasted beside Tsukimitsu Ochi, playing out.

To the waltz of disillusionment!

3–0!

Atobe won three games in one go.

The audience fell silent.

Everyone’s gaze at Atobe was filled with shock.

Everyone couldn’t understand why Atobe was so strong that he even scored three points in the hands of Tsukimitsu Ochi.

“Good, amazing!’

Otori Cyotaroh who came to watch was full of excitement.

“Uh huh!’

The same is true for Hiyoshi Wakashi.

I was deeply shocked by the strength displayed by Atobe.

“Hiyoshi, wait until we go to the junior high school to join the tennis club!

“I want to be so good too!”

Otori Cyotaroh spoke excitedly.

When he looked up at Atobe, his face was full of admiration.

“Um!”

The other side nodded and had the same thought.

on court.

Atobe looked at Tsukimitsu Ochi proudly.

“Does seniors only have this strength?”

“Really disappointing!”

Holding Racquet on his shoulders, Atobe’s chin was slightly raised, as if looking down at his opponent.

Tsukimitsu Ochi was silent.

After picking up racquet, he seemed to be thinking about something.

It took a few seconds before he looked up at Atobe, as if he had made some determination: “You are very strong, you are indeed qualified to be the head of the tennis department!”

“E?”

When Atobe heard this, the smile on his face became even greater.

“continue!”

Tsukimitsu Ochi didn’t say anything, and came to the serve area to slap tennis.

With a bounce, the tennis ball was thrown up.

At the moment of the fall, Tsukimitsu Ochi’s eyes condensed, and racquet beat out.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three overlapping sounds appeared, and the tennis ball bounced out of bounds.

Mach serve!

High-speed serve with a speed of up to 240KM/H.

15–0!

Tsukimitsu Ochi scored.

“what?!

Atobe narrowed his eyes and turned his head in disbelief.

Then I saw a tennis ball outside the bounds.

Facing this ball, he couldn’t even react.

“Moonlight is serious!”

Akuto chuckled, knowing that the match really started.

And Tsukimitsu Ochi, known as the spiritual assassin, will also show his full strength.

boom!

The match continues.

The super high-speed serve makes Atobe unable to fight back.

Every time a sound appeared, the tennis ball bounced out of bounds.

3–1!

Ten seconds!

In just ten seconds, Tsukimitsu Ochi returned to the game.

“The minister is finally serious!

“Haha, that kid is going to suffer!”

“Just to suppress his arrogance!”

The senior students sneered and gloated a little when seeing Atobe’s deflated appearance.

“cut!!

Atobe curled his lips and began to serve.

But he underestimated Tsukimitsu Ochi.

The opponent who has fully demonstrated his strength is not at the same level as just now.

boom!

3–2!

…..

boom!

3–4!

boom!

3–5!

ten minutes!

In just ten minutes, Tsukimitsu Ochi scored five rounds and allowed the match to enter the deciding round.

Atobe was sweating profusely and looked at each other in shock.

I never thought that Tsukimitsu Ochi would explode with such strength.

He is not an opponent at all.

“This is Minister Moonlight!”

“Hyotei’s name resounds throughout the country, and he is known as a spiritual assassin!”

“Atobe is strong, but it’s not an opponent at all!”

Shishido Ryoh looked admired.

The depression of losing to Atobe was wiped out.

The same is true for other freshmen. While shocked, they also felt the horror of Tsukimitsu Ochi.

boom!

on court.

With the last ball falling, the match ends.

Except for the three games that Atobe put in the water before, he never scored a point.

Completely defeated!

“hateful!”

Atobe gritted his teeth and squeezed racquet, unwilling to the extreme.

“Atobe!”

A cold voice came.

Atobe looked up and saw Tsukimitsu Ochi’s calm eyes.

“Hyotei, please!”.