Prince of Tennis: Advent of Hyotei!

"Atobe, show your desire to win."

"Try to hit the ball where I can't catch it."

Under the influence of the air waves, Ye Shifeng's long silver-white hair danced lightly, as if it was stained with a sacred color.

But in the next moment, the air wave disappeared, but the feeling of lightness became more obvious.

When Atobe saw this scene, he was stunned.

In just a moment, it was as if the huge mountain in front of him turned into an endless sea, and he was standing on the sea.

The invisible and hard-to-see feeling is even more depressing and terrifying.

"You in the end..."

He realized that Ye Shifeng's current condition would not allow him to make the slightest mistake.

The look in Atobe's eyes quickly calmed down.

Da da da... whoosh... bang!

A very standard serve, with good speed and angle.

But the next moment, Tobe was stunned on the spot.

It was as if an indistinct beam of light flashed before his eyes, and the ball had returned the same way and exploded at his feet.

"Boom!!"

A deep mark was left on the field.

The speed and force of this return ball were completely beyond his expectations.

Looking at the protective net behind him, the tennis ball had already been deeply embedded in it, and the powerful rotation had twisted and entangled the wire.

"continue."

Ye Shifeng spoke up to remind Teito who was already a little dazed.

Now, his face no longer has the casualness as usual, but is full of seriousness.

At this time, Karaji threw another ball into Atobe's hands.

After sending the ball out again, Atobe stared straight ahead.

But the same counterattack still made him unable to move, and his body's reaction nerves seemed to have fallen asleep.

However, without further ado, Atobe sent out a new ball.

"Boom!!"

With a loud thud, the defense was broken once again.

But because of this, Tezuka became even more excited, and began to try to adapt again and again and see through the details.

On the sidelines, Rimi was secretly helping Atobe, keeping track of how many points he had lost.

Time quickly came to night and the sky darkened.

The lights in the stadium turned on.

The clothes on Tobe's body were already soaked with sweat.

This state of intense consumption and increasingly focused mind gave Tsuchiya an unprecedented sense of pleasure.

This time, before serving, Atobe kept recalling every move of Ye Shimu Feng and the sight of the ball approaching in front of him in his mind.

Finally, he threw the ball high up again and then swung the racket to hit it out.

"boom!!"

Ye Shifeng's counterattack was extremely swift.

It seemed as if every shot he had taken before was effortless.

"I see!"

"Go back to me!"

There was a gleam of light in Atobe's eyes. The incoming ball at this moment looked like a slow-motion movie in his eyes.

The body also becomes active quickly along with the brain's thinking.

"drink!!"

Finally, after unremitting efforts, Atobe's racket face was able to withstand the force from Ye Shifeng for the first time.

While in an excited state, Tobe's adrenaline was also soaring rapidly.

As if he was unable to feel the heaviness of the racket, he burst out with unprecedented power.

The ball passed through the net with a noisy sound of breaking wind.

Pointing directly to the bottom corner on the left side of Ye Shifeng!

But at this moment, Ye Shifeng's figure appeared right in front of the ball.

The racket was transferred to his left hand, and he lifted it up with his forehand, hitting the ball towards Atobe's feet again.

"Still not working?"

"It's just this level, it's not even a blind spot."

"There should be a real blind spot, not just the field, but also the body, rhythm, time, everything that creates the blind spot!"

Suddenly, a drizzle fell from the sky.

Although the rain is not heavy, it is very dense.

The slight fog that formed, due to the refraction of light, even affected the sight of the venue.

But Tezuka felt that there had never been a moment when he could see things more clearly than he did now.

He suddenly grabbed his wet hair and smoothed it back.

With this slicked-back hair, he exudes an unprecedented temperament.

A mature, calm and high-spirited imperial aura.

At this moment, Ji Bu was not afraid of the strength displayed by Ye Shifeng.

Instead, he became extremely excited.

"Hahaha!!!"

"Immerse yourself in my beauty!"

The moment the words fell, a cold breath emanated from Atobe's body.

It was as if time had frozen and the rain turned into countless icicles.

After sending the ball again, Atobe's reaction was faster than before.

Ye Shifeng calmly swung his fist and hit forward.

At this moment, Atobe's ice-blue eyes were as deep as the sea, as if they saw through everything.

"You have too many weaknesses."

"They were like icicles, falling there without any cover."

"Broken!"

In an instant, Atobe swung an attack towards the right side of Ye Shifeng's body.

This ball, with an outward rotation, deflected after passing the net.

It seemed as if it was going to hit the blind spot in his eyes.

"Boom!!"

The moment the ball hit the ground, the icicle shattered and cracked.

In Atobe's eyes, he would definitely score with this goal.

He has truly seen through all of Ye Shifeng's weaknesses on this court.

And the target he hit was the real blind spot!

"Finally I'm on the right track, Xiao Jing."

At this time, Ye Shifeng had already exerted force with his feet and his body was moving quickly in the direction where the ball bounced.

Almost at the moment when the ball was about to fall for the second time, the ball arrived and the person arrived.

"But it's time to end."

"Boom!!"

With one strike, at a faster speed, all of Atobe's arrogance was shattered.

It even brought his excitement to an abrupt halt.

Then, Ye Shifeng put down his racket and had no intention of continuing playing.

Instead, he looked at Atobe and said, "Go take a hot bath, don't catch a cold."

"When you were sick as a child, it was quite troublesome to take care of you."

"Right, Birchland?"

Huadi: “Yes…No…”

When hearing Ye Shifeng talking about his childhood, a look of embarrassment appeared on his face.

However, I have recovered some of my mentality.

But he did not move for a long time, recalling the last goal.

Suddenly I felt like the whole day's work had been in vain.

Seeing the changeable look on his face, Ye Shifeng walked up to him, patted him on the shoulder, and spoke comforting words.

"Well, don't underestimate the move you have learned now."

"Of course, don't underestimate my strength."

"It's not that easy for me to be caught up by you."

"Use this state to fight Tezuka head-on."

The corners of Tobe's mouth twitched slightly, and he secretly complained in his heart.

You guy, if you don’t know how to comfort people, just stop talking.

You call this comfort? Are you sure you're not showing off how strong you are?

But Atobe was not really dissatisfied, but was very curious about how strong his best friend was now.

After all, Ye Shifeng didn't tell him everything after all, and he cared about that a lot.

Then, Atobe took the hand off his body and walked towards the villa alone.

The proud look returned to his face again.

"Humph, don't be so proud."

"I will catch up sooner or later."