Prince of Tennis: Advent of Hyotei!

"Atobe wins this round, 1-0."

On the court, Fuji's counterattack was easily broken by Atobe, who broke the serve.

In the situation, Atobe has gained the upper hand.

Seeing this situation, Ryuzaki Sumire felt the most uncomfortable.

She would never have thought that Atobe would be so easily placed in the singles third position.

It was like this last time, and it’s like this again this time!

She thought that after the last time Tezuka fought three people alone, Hyotei would guess that they would change their strategy.

Therefore, Fuji, who was as strong as Tezuka in the team, was made the third singles player.

I just wanted to catch the opponent by surprise, thinking that perhaps Hyotei would focus on the lineup at the back.

The result was the opposite!

This made Ryuzaki Sumire feel like she was deeply guessed, and she felt very depressed.

She looked at Sakaki Taro who was sitting opposite her.

At this time, Sakaki Taro's face was as calm as water, and his left hand was leisurely playing with the gold ring on the little finger of his right hand.

"With his level, it is indeed possible for him to guess my deployment."

“But there seems to be another shadow in it.”

Ryuzaki Sumire's mind was active, and her eyes moved back and forth between Sakaki Taro and Ye Shimu Kaede.

But at the same time, she still had a glimmer of hope.

"Maybe, it's just a coincidence."

It’s amazing that even the Ice Emperor, whose position is ranked based on strength, wants to take shortcuts.

Ryuzaki Sumire suddenly felt much more relaxed and turned her attention back to the field.

At this time, Atobe had already won another game.

The 2-0 lead suppressed Fuji.

"You should be more than just this level, right?"

"Aren't you going to give it your all?"

Atobe noticed that Fuji was not in his prime yet and questioned him.

After all, such an opponent could not make him enjoy the game to the fullest.

Fuji remained silent, but his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was struggling with something.

He glanced at Tezuka in the rest area on the sidelines and asked himself.

"Is it for you?"

"Or is it for Qingxue?"

"My tennis ball, what is it for?"

The suppression brought by Atobe made Fuji, who already longed for victory, start to think about the purpose of playing tennis.

Especially, why do I have to win?

Was it to surpass Tezuka, who had always been ahead of him?

Or help Qingxue and fight for the team?

Getting stuck in a dilemma at this time is undoubtedly a big taboo on the court.

But Bu Er knew better that if he couldn't find his true goal for the future, he would have no chance of winning today!

An uncertain heart cannot win!

"Fuji, go all out."

“Enjoy the game with all your heart!”

Tezuka saw Fuji's condition and gave him advice that went straight to his heart.

dong dong! !

In an instant, my heart was beating violently.

Fuji was deeply moved, and the fanatical soul that had been dormant in his heart for many years was awakening.

"Yeah, I've never really enjoyed a game!"

"I understand, thank you Tezuka."

Being clear in your heart is not about any external conditions, but about pursuing your true self and feeling the essence of tennis with your heart.

In a flash, Fuji closed his eyes and restrained his breath.

Many memories of his playing basketball emerged in his mind.

He felt the breeze blowing in his ears, and gripped the racket in his hand tighter, the feeling more obvious.

Everything around not only did not disappear, but became clearer!

The aura around him was constantly rising, and there seemed to be a pair of golden pupils behind him, which could see everything on the field!

At this moment, he finally achieved a new level of sublimation and realized a new talent - the Eye of the Heart!

When Tezuka, who was standing opposite, saw these eyes, he became even more excited.

"That's really interesting, Xin Tong?"

"Let me see through you completely!"

As he spoke, Atobe placed two fingers between his brows, focused his pupils, and stared deeply ahead.

The two forces intertwined and collided invisibly!

The game continues.

Atobe quickly passed the ball and then ran straight to the front line, looking very arrogant!

Bu Er's steps were as swift as the wind, and he also rushed to the net after receiving the serve.

The two players faced each other at close range in front of the net, and a fierce offensive battle began.

"Clap!"

"Clap!"

The fierce counterattack at the net was like a series of firecrackers.

It is difficult to find where the ball is, and we can only judge the general direction of the ball by the shaking of the net.

There are very few people on the scene who have such eyesight and can see the ball path clearly.

"boom!"

"0-15!"

"boom!"

"15-15!"

"..."

"40-40!"

The scores of both sides rose alternately.

Bu Er was concentrating and really getting into the serious state, and his all-round data was greatly improved.

In such a close-range, fast-paced offensive battle, if the Ice World is not activated, it will be difficult for Tsuchiya to exert suppression.

On the contrary, Bu Er's attack became more and more sharp, and he seemed to be ready to fight back from this round.

"A kid who has comprehended the Heart Pupil in this state has some future."

In the corner of the audience, an uncle wearing sunglasses couldn't help but sigh.

“Just does he have a future?”

"Uncle Nanjiro."

Ye Shifeng's figure suddenly appeared in the corner of the audience seats.

Geek!

How come this little devil is so elusive?

Even though I was fully armed, could he still see through me?

Echizen Nanjiro was surprised. He didn't expect that Ye Shifeng could appear behind him silently.

However, in order not to alert the enemy, Nanjiro quickly made a gesture to keep quiet.

Nanjiro: "What do you want from me, kid?"

Ye Shifeng: "The former world number one, the god of tennis, of course I have to come and pay my respects to him."

Nanjiro: "Stop talking nonsense, you are definitely not the type of person who would worship anyone."

Ye Shifeng: "You found me, but you came here not only for Longma, right?"

Nanjiro: "What do you want to say?"

Ye Shifeng: "It's fine if you don't admit it, but Atobe's strength and future cannot be underestimated."

Nanjiro: "Do you think highly of that boy on the field?"

Ye Shifeng: "Of course, shouldn't we value the most important friends?"

Nanjiro: "But he can't become a professional after all."

Ye Shifeng: "That's another story, but we can't underestimate him anyway."

Nanjiro: "Boy, this surprises me. If you were my son, maybe Ryoma..."

Ye Shifeng: "Stop, I'm not, and if I were Echizen Ryoma, Ryoma would be beaten by me much earlier and wouldn't even want to touch the tennis ball."

Nanjiro: "You even know about Ryuga."

Ye Shifeng: "If you know it, I know it. If you don't know it, I also know it."

Nanjiro: "Arrogant boy, if you have nothing to do, don't disturb the old man watching the game."

Ye Shifeng: "Dishonest old man, don't underestimate Atobe. I'm leaving now."

After a verbal confrontation, Ye Shifeng did not get a definite answer from Nanjiro.

But its appearance here has greatly confirmed the guess in my mind.

Therefore, it is not a complete failure.

After this conversation, Nanjiro became more interested in Ye Shifeng.

As for the situation on the field, he no longer paid much attention to it.

At this time, the game is still in a fierce rhythm of tit-for-tat.

Atobe activated the Ice World and saw through Fuji's weakness.

The ice cones were deeply buried, ice flowers were scattered, and the air seemed to solidify in an instant, causing the temperature to drop sharply.

The returning tennis ball was like a sharp ice spike, trying to shatter the weak spot that had turned into an icicle.

"collapse--"

In an instant, all the icicles shattered.

But it was not that the weaknesses were breached, but that all the weaknesses disappeared in an instant!

Fuji's eyes opened again, his ice-blue pupils emitting an extremely strong chill.

The determined look seemed to inject more energy into this ball.

"There are no weaknesses anywhere I can see!"

"Haha!"

Like a beam of light shooting out from the sky, it passed over the astonished Akechi and headed straight for the backcourt.

"boom!!"

"Fuji wins this round, 1-2!"