Tennis: I have inherited the king's legacy and I am invincible

"Freeze me!" Atobe Keigo's voice was expressionless, as if every word was condensed with frost.

In an instant, the entire stadium seemed to be shrouded in invisible cold air, even the air seemed to be frozen. People in the audience unconsciously wrapped their clothes tightly, feeling the chill emanating from the center of the field.

His eyes were deep and cold, as if he could see into the deepest fears in people's hearts, and a provocative smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Then, he shook his wrist lightly, and the yellow tennis ball drew a gorgeous arc in the air. It was incredibly fast, yet accurate, and hit Longma's defense directly.

But at this moment, Longma seemed to be frozen in time, standing there in a daze, his eyes full of disbelief and shock.

His heart was in turmoil and he was completely unable to understand the sudden change that had happened.

In his original estimation, this should be a return ball that could be easily resolved, but at this moment, he felt an unprecedented pressure, as if even the molecules in the air were preventing him from moving.

All around, the audience's discussions surged like a tide, especially the people from Qingxue, their faces were full of anxiety and confusion.

They couldn't understand why Longma, who usually wouldn't make such low-level mistakes, lost his judgment at this critical moment and allowed his opponent to score.

However, for Ryoma, that brief moment was the longest time in his life.

His world seemed to be completely swallowed by darkness. It was pitch black all around him, and he could only feel those cold and hard icicles quietly forming around him.

Just when Ryoma was almost swallowed by this feeling of despair, Atobe Keigo's fierce attack finally broke the silence.

He casually shattered an ice pillar surrounding Longma. At that moment, the light reappeared, the darkness dissipated, and Longma finally regained his vision.

But he has already lost that point.

"15-0, Hyotei is leading."

In the audience, Hyotei's cheerleaders cheered, while Seigaku's players looked solemn, as they knew that the next game would be even more difficult.

……

Tianyu stood on the sidelines, his eyes following Keigo Atobe on the field, feeling mixed emotions.

He looked at Atobe Keigo going all out as soon as he entered the game, and couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head, complaining, "Atobe, using his ultimate right from the start. What did that brat Echizen Ryoma do to make him hold such a grudge, using his ultimate right from the start?"

Having said that, Tianyu couldn't help but feel a little worried in his heart.

In his memory, those who started out with a big move never seemed to have a good ending.

However, reason told Tianyu that Atobe Keigo was no ordinary person and could definitely lose the game easily.

That man is the king of Ice Emperor!

What's more, today's Atobe has already begun to understand the "Atobe Kingdom". Even if it is only a prototype, it has greatly improved his overall strength.

Recalling the description in the original work, the "Atobe Kingdom" that Atobe awakened and perfectly displayed in U17, what a shocking power it was.

And now, although the Atobe standing in front of him has not yet reached that peak state, he has grown a lot compared to himself at the same time in the original work.

Whether it is technology, physical fitness, or the persistence and belief in victory, they are far beyond my own at the same time.

Thinking of this, Tianyu's worries gradually dissipated, replaced by deep expectations for Atobe.

He has already done such a thing as beating up the protagonist. This time, Atobe will do it again. Next time there is a chance, let Akutsu go. Then the three giants can all have a good fight. Perfect!

(Ryoma: Are you a devil? Akutsu: Fine, fine, I'll leave the easiest things to you and the hardest things to me, right?)

……

The following game fell into a one-sided situation again, as if the two ends of the scale had already lost balance, and Atobe Keigo showed his powerful strength.

Although Echizen Ryoma tried his best, he was still immature and could not compete with Atobe at this moment.

The atmosphere on the field became increasingly heavy, and the audience held their breath, but they were unable to change the outcome that was almost a foregone conclusion.

Atobe Keigo is not only amazing in his football skills, but also has a unique "bad taste".

On the court, he seemed to particularly want to see his opponent fall to the ground exhausted and crying.

He was enjoying the pleasure of every hit at this moment. Even when he could easily score, he chose not to play by the rules. Instead, he hit the ball to the extreme landing point that Echizen Ryoma could catch, making him run all over the court.

He kept teasing Ryoma Echizen, seemingly draining Ryoma's strength and willpower intentionally or unintentionally.

The five-game match lasted half an hour of agony. Every minute and every second was full of anticipation for everyone in Seigaku, but the result was as cruel as expected - the score was fixed at "5-0", and Atobe Keigo took the lead with an overwhelming advantage.

However, worse is yet to come.

In the next game, the serve returned to Atobe's hands again, which meant that he only needed to win four more points to completely end this seemingly suspense-free game.

This was undoubtedly a further blow to Ryoma Echizen.

At that moment, Longma seemed to be in an endless abyss. His body seemed to be weighed down by a heavy burden. Every breath was accompanied by a severe burning sensation in his lungs, as if it was trying to drain all the oxygen in his body.

He hunched his back, and sweat slid down his forehead like fine raindrops, dripping onto the dry ground and being absorbed without a trace in an instant.

Although there was fatigue in his eyes, there was still an unyielding light shining in them, which was the desire for victory.

His legs felt like they were filled with lead, and every attempt to move was extremely difficult. The muscles all over his body were trembling, telling of their fatigue and struggle.

However, Longma's mind was extremely clear. He knew that he was standing on the edge of his limit, a threshold that required him to give his all to cross.

He looked at his opponent - Atobe, the opponent who was like an emperor on the tennis court.

Atobe stood on the other side of the network cable, a satisfied smile on his face.

In his opinion, Longma's current state is the best response to his imperial demeanor.

He remembered Tianyu's advice that when facing an opponent like Echizen Ryoma, he needed to give it his all to avoid any further complications.

(Tianyu: Okay, okay, since you remembered it, why did you only think of it at the last moment?)

So, he decided to speed up the pace of the game and end the battle with a more fierce attack to prevent Longma from continuing to struggle in endless pain.

Atobe hit three consecutive Tannhäuser serves, but Ryoma stood there indifferently, with his head lowered, as if he was asleep.

Seeing this, Atobe laughed and said, "Let me take this last shot."

I don’t know if it was Tianyu’s illusion, but the familiar BGM sounded in his ears.

His expression changed instantly. "Oh no! The protagonist's halo is coming. I hope Atobe doesn't get caught."