Prince of Tennis: The Power of Fantasy

Chapter 26 : Hyotei’s first grade (part 2)

Hyotei resting place.

Youyun, Tezuka, and several other candidates looked at each other, and they all saw a hint of helplessness in each other’s eyes.

“Atobe, this narcissistic problem is still in the eyes.”

Youyun watched this familiar and unfamiliar scene. Shook his head.

Unexpectedly, Atobe did this in the first grade, and his personality charm is really surprising.

No wonder Xu Fei, the author of the anime Prince of Tennis, has been called a boy with no shortcomings at all.

“Since Atobe wants to play, let him go.”

Sakura Taro didn’t care, he was happy to comment on this scene.

The unprecedented cohesion of the Hyotei Tennis Club was the first time he saw him as Hyotei’s coach.

This scene gave him great confidence, and his eyes swept over Youyun and Tezuka who were sitting on the side.

“Mu Zhiteng? Rikkai? This year’s national championship will be our Hyotei.”

On the online court, the second Sato player opposite Atobe was so scared that he couldn’t speak, and he was shaking slightly even with the racquet in his hand.

Of course, the people in the second rest area of ​​Sardinia on the other side are not much better than him.

“The match started, Hyotei Atobe Keigo played against Takahashi Ichiro, and the first round ended, and Satori served the second round”

Referee glanced at Atobe and announced the start of the match.

The scene just now shocked him.

Standing at the baseline, Atobe looked at Takahashi Ichiro, who was about to hold Racquet on the opposite side, with a dangerous smile on his mouth.

“I will treat you well.”

Just before the match started, he heard clearly what the second group of Shadeng said.

Although he is not angry, it doesn’t mean he doesn’t care.

Atobe can tolerate the people in Hyotei Tennis Department provoking him, as long as it is not excessive, he will not care, because he is the head of Hyotei Tennis Department.

But he will not tolerate others to challenge Hyotei’s dignity, this is also because he is the head of Hyotei Tennis Department.

Ichiro Takahashi shivered and sent out the tennis ball.

Looking at the flying tennis ball, Atobe’s eyes flashed.

“Indulge in the wonderful skills of my uncle.”

boom.

boom.

boom.

On the court, the sound of hitting the ball, the sound of a tennis ball landing, and the sound of referee reporting points began to sound.

Although Atobe’s strength is much stronger than Takahashi’s strength, but with Atobe’s character, players who are weaker than himself have always liked to drag the opponent into a protracted battle to defeat the will of others, this time is no exception.

Just treating this Takahashi Ichiro, Atobe is not as kind as he treated Hato during the Hyotei qualifier.

Takahashi Ichiro’s counterattack was very weak in speed, power, or rotation, and the angle was almost nonexistent.

Atobe easily caught up to the tennis ball, and then kept hitting the tennis ball to the left and right, but every time Ichiro Takahashi was able to hit the ball back, his powerful ball handling ability was vividly demonstrated.

Takahashi Ichiro can only run left and right.

Even if he gives up receiving the ball and retains his strength, he will be dragged into the same rhythm by Atobe again in the next ball.

1-0.

2-0.

……

“Keep running.”

With a wave of his arm, Atobe hit the tennis ball to the right court.

Ichiro Takahashi, who was transferred to the left by Atobe last time, had no choice but to turn back again and ran to the right, but his energy was already exhausted by Atobe.

Puff through.

Takahashi Ichiro’s legs softened and he fell to the ground.

“GAME, Hyotei, 5-0.”

Referee announces the score.

“Takahashi.”

The second person in Sato was anxious and helpless, but Takahashi was inferior to others, and they had nothing to do.

After a few minutes, Takahashi still failed to get up from the ground.

“As Satori’s second player Takahashi Ichiro lost the ability to match, Hyotei won the match with a score of 5-0.”

Seeing that Ichiro Takahashi couldn’t stand up anymore, referee announced the result of this match.

Inoue Mamoru slowly put down the camera in his hand, and he had already taken a lot of pictures of Atobe just now.

“Just like an emperor, Atobe Keigo, it seems that for other schools, Hyotei has one more opponent that makes them feel tricky.”

Inoue Mamoru murmured.

Atobe looked relaxed, turned around and walked back to Hyotei’s resting area.

The strength of the opponent does not require him to spend too much time, if he wants to, the time of this match will be much shorter.

“Good job, Atobe.”

Youyun said with a smile.

Atobe’s mouth curled up slightly, just about to say something.

“It just took too long.”

“Forehead.”

Before the smile on Atobe’s face appeared, he froze.

“Ha ha ha ha.”

Mukahi Gakuto and others couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

“Youyun, you fellow.”

Several black lines appeared on Atobe’s forehead.

This guy knew his playing style, so he dared to shave himself.

“Huh, I want to see how fast you can go.”

Atobe snorted coldly.

Hearing these words, Youyun’s face was a little weird.

Fast? He doesn’t want to be fast.

“Now we will start the final match of the first singles. Players from both sides are invited to play.”

At this time, referee’s voice came over. *