Prince of Tennis: Advent of Hyotei!

"A beautiful win."

"As expected of our Hyotei's genius and the best stunt ball player."

Ye Shifeng stepped forward to greet the two of them and gave them praise generously.

Oshina and Hiashi, who won, also seemed very excited.

Now, Hyotei and Seigaku are back on the same starting line.

And singles three will undoubtedly be a crucial battle.

A ministerial-level competition would cause a huge stir.

Many newspaper reporters who were watching the game were so tired of pressing the shutter buttons that smoke was coming out.

"Shiba Saori, how about it, did you take all the wonderful shots just now?"

"I took the picture. Bingdi is really amazing."

"The next part is the highlight, the battle between Tezuka and Atobe, it will definitely be even more exciting!"

"Yes, a competition of this level is really exciting."

“Don’t miss any wonderful moments.”

"understand!"

While Inoue was giving orders, he had already started thinking of various ideas in his mind.

I hope that with today's match as the core, I can publish news that will shock the entire Japanese junior high school tennis community.

After a while, the live broadcast sounded again.

"Next up will be the singles three match."

"Hyotei Academy, Atobe Keigo, versus Seishun Academy, Tezuka Kunimitsu."

"Players from both teams, please be ready for the game within one minute."

At this time, Ice Emperor.

Jiro, who was originally sleeping soundly nearby, stretched and stood up.

Although I train every day, I haven't slept in for a long time.

But when he has nothing to do, he can still fall asleep anywhere by just closing his eyes.

Seeing that he was about to compete, Jiro just woke up and a smile flashed across Atobe's face.

"Ji Lang, just enjoy watching my game."

As he spoke, Atobe picked up his racket and slowly walked towards the center of the court.

"(′⊙w⊙`)! Huh?"

"Is the match about to start?"

Jiro yawned, then rubbed his eyes, looking silly and cute.

Only then could I see clearly that the familiar figure standing on the court was Atobe.

Ye Shifeng suppressed his laughter and said, "Don't let Atobe hear this."

Atobe: “(?_?)…”

At this time, Tezuka also walked slowly onto the court with his racket.

Suddenly, Longma crossed the stands and sat directly in the coach's seat.

Kikumaru was immediately surprised and said, "Wow, you are really good at choosing, aren't you?"

But surprisingly, Tezuka had no intention of stopping him. Instead, he said, "Then sit there and watch carefully, Echizen."

Ryuzaki Sumire had no intention of letting Ryoma leave. Instead, she was looking forward to how much he could absorb from Tezuka's next match.

After all, what follows is a contest between ministers.

As Atobe and Tezuka gradually approached and stopped face to face.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became extremely solemn.

The original cheers also came to an abrupt end at this moment.

The two sides quickly selected the first serving game and venue, with Atobe serving first.

"Is your hand really okay now? Tezuka."

"As you wish, I will do my best."

"That's the best. I will defeat you."

“I’m here to win, too.”

The conversation between the two was already filled with a tit-for-tat atmosphere.

This contest is undoubtedly a tit-for-tat battle.

"The winner is Atobe! The loser is Seigaku!!"

"The winner is Atobe! The loser is Seigaku!!"

"..."

Hyotei's cheerleaders began to become active again.

The sound of waving flags and shouting completely overshadowed the power of Qingxue.

"Snapped!"

Atobe raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

The whole place fell silent at this moment.

What followed was even more crazy screams.

“OHHH!!!”

"Atobe will win!!"

When Tezuka saw this scene, his face remained calm. He slowly retreated to the backcourt to wait for the start of the game.

And the look in Atobe's eyes also calmed down.

Dada, dada, dada…

After being fully prepared, the moment the ball was thrown into the air, Atobe jumped up.

In mid-air, the arms are swung forward by rotating the waist and abdomen.

"boom!"

With a crisp sound, the tennis ball flew forward quickly like a bullet.

The acceleration of bouncing back after landing makes the impact force even stronger.

However, Tezuka reacted promptly and easily returned the ball.

Atobe did not rush to shoot, but used his forehand in the backcourt to continue suppressing Tezuka at the right baseline.

Each ball pressed deeper and deeper, trying to restrict Tezuka's range of movement.

From the very beginning, Tsuchiya's desire to suppress was very strong.

Tezuka countered each of Atobe's moves and returned the balls one by one.

"Is this all you're going to do after you recover, Tezuka?"

"boom!!"

Suddenly, Tomokazu tightened his grip, pressed the racket face down one centimeter, and launched a short attack.

After the ball landed in the front half zone, it deviated outwards due to its lateral rotation.

But just when everyone thought that the score was going to be scored.

It was as if there was an invisible force of attraction that sucked the ball over.

Tezuka stood in the backcourt calmly and easily returned the ball with his racket.

The point that seemed to be lost was easily resolved by Tezuka.

Atobe frowned slightly, this feeling was all too familiar.

But I didn't expect that Tezuka had already given the return ball a reverse spin from the very beginning.

I thought I had the upper hand and had been suppressing the opponent.

Now it seems that Tezuka was the one who had it under control.

"Tezuka territory?"

"My ball is not so easy for you to control!"

Atobe exerted force on his hands again, and this attack gave a rotational force opposite to Tezuka's.

He deliberately counterattacked with greater force, trying to fight against the magnetic field force of the field.

The moment the ball passed the net, it seemed to feel some strong suction and its trajectory began to change.

But it is just as strong due to the reverse rotation that Tsuchiya injected into it.

At first, the ball slowed down a little while being attracted.

However, he was only slightly slower and still could not escape Tezuka's control.

The ball once again landed one step in front of Tezuka, and then bounced at just the right height.

The originally threatening attack turned into an ordinary goal in an instant.

"Sa!"

Tezuka swung sideways and swung the racket backhand to the side and down, drawing a sharp arc in front of him.

The extraordinary friction makes the tennis ball rotate fully, making a short and erratic shot.

Hiss~ Gulululu~

It had just passed the net when it began to fall rapidly.

After landing, it did not bounce at all, but rolled towards the net with a strong rotation.

A nearly perfect slice shot.

The whole place fell into silence.

After a moment of silence, the referee announced the score at the right time.

"0-15!"