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

Seeing that all the games were over, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He slowly stood up with an upright posture, like a king who was about to conquer the world.

He raised his right hand high, and it shone brightly in the setting sun, as if condensing all the light of victory. With a crisp and powerful snap of his fingers—"bang"—the entire noisy atmosphere in the stadium seemed to quiet down.

Everyone's eyes were instantly focused on Atobe. Atobe's eyes revealed an indescribable confidence and composure, as if he was standing at the center of the world.

"Well, the deputy minister has made the decision. There should be no objection now." The minister's voice echoed in the tennis court with an unquestionable firmness.

After witnessing the astonishing display of strength by Tianyu and Akutsu, the members of the Hyotei Academy Tennis Club had their doubts and worries dissipated.

They knew very well that these two new members had undoubtedly injected unprecedented powerful strength into the Ice Emperor.

Everyone's eyes met, and there was a tacit understanding between them that could be understood without words.

It is not difficult to see from the fierce battle just now that Akutsu's wild and unruly style of play and Tianyu's calm and steady strategy are both characteristics possessed by top players in national competitions.

Hyotei, an academy that is already known for its strong students and extraordinary strength, is now even more powerful and has the absolute capital to challenge for the national championship.

Thinking of this, everyone looked at the leader, Keigo Atobe.

The Ice Emperor, now looking down upon the world with a domineering attitude, slowly spoke: "Listen up, everyone! This year, the Ice Emperor's goal is to win the supreme championship. Our road to victory will be like a sharp sword unsheathed, invincible and leaving no blind spots."

Atobe's words nourished the hearts of every Hyotei member like a gentle spring breeze, and also ignited the fighting spirit and passion deep in their hearts.

They knew that this was not just a simple declaration of goal, but also the trust and expectations that Keigo Atobe had for all of them as a leader.

"The winner is Hyotei! The winner is Atobe!" With these deafening cheers, the entire Hyotei Academy seemed to be shaken by an invisible force.

Looking at this exciting scene, even the calm and composed Tianyu couldn't help but feel his blood boiling in his chest.

He looked at Atobe beside him, his eyes filled with determination and resolve: "Atobe, our Hyotei Academy will definitely stand at the pinnacle of glory and be admired by everyone!"

Hearing this, a faint yet confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He raised his hand gently, signaling everyone to be quiet: "Okay, today's training ends here, everyone dismissed."

As he finished speaking, the team of more than 200 people dispersed, but the fighting spirit and passion in the air lingered for a long time.

There is a burning flame in everyone's heart, which is the desire for victory and the pursuit of glory.

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Afterwards, Atobe, Tianyu and the other four walked side by side on the tree-lined path of Hyotei Academy.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on them, adding a touch of warmth and harmony to the picture.

Suddenly, Atobe stopped and turned to look at Tianyu, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes: "Tianyu, thank you for what happened today."

Tianyu smiled slightly upon hearing this. He naturally understood the meaning behind Atobe's words. As the vice-president of Hyotei Academy, he was well aware of his responsibilities and duties within the team: "Atobe, this is what I should do. Oshitari is an indispensable member of our team. His evolution will only bring us one step closer to victory."

Atobe nodded lightly and said nothing more, but the turmoil in his heart was hard to calm down.

The powerful strength of Tianyu and Akutsu made him feel unprecedented pressure.

As the emperor of Hyotei Academy, he is used to standing at the highest point and looking down on everyone.

However, now, a more dazzling existence than him appeared in his territory.

Although they had no intention of "usurping the throne", the unwillingness and fighting spirit quietly grew in Jibe's heart.

Tianyu naturally felt the subtle changes in Atobe, but he was not overly worried.

Because he knew very well that Atobe was a person who would never be satisfied with the status quo.

His evolutionary journey is like a race with no end, always striving to be faster, stronger, and higher.

So, Tianyu gently patted Atobe's shoulder, and conveyed trust and encouragement with his eyes: "Atobe, let's work hard together. I believe that one day, we will lead Hyotei Academy to stand at the top of the world."

After saying this, Tianyu and Akutsu set out on the journey home together.

Their backs gradually lengthened in the afterglow of the setting sun.

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Inside the practice room, Sakaki Taro stood in front of the window, gazing deeply at the setting sun outside, as if he was deeply engraving every scene of the day in his heart.

He slowly turned around, and his right hand unconsciously twisted the hair in front of his forehead. This was his classic gesture when facing important thoughts or decisions.

"It seems that Hyotei has great prospects this year. With Tian Yulin and Akutsu Jin, we have two more trump cards in our hands. Just as Atobe said, Hyotei has no blind spots this year." He looked out the window with a firm gaze, as if he had already seen the brilliant starry sky belonging to Hyotei Academy.

……

As night fell, everything was silent, but the hearts of the people in Bingdi were very uneasy, especially the young men in the main team. Their thoughts spread out in circles like ripples in the night wind.

The addition of new members is like two stones suddenly thrown into a calm lake, which not only breaks the original tranquility, but also foreshadows the beginning of a silent contest.

Faced with this sudden change, they tacitly realized that the two extra members meant that someone had to give up their position.

Atobe, Ameha, and Akutsu are undoubtedly the three giants of Hyotei. The rest can probably only play doubles, even Ozaki.

Everyone started thinking at the same time. For example, Taketo and Inuzaka had already agreed to become a fixed doubles team of Hyotei. The same was true for the others. They were all actively looking for their own partners.

The entire Hyotei Academy was filled with an unprecedented sense of tension.

Although the addition of new members brought competitive pressure, it also stimulated the fighting spirit and potential deep in the hearts of the team members.

In the center of a forgotten, abandoned court, moonlight shone on the mottled field. A man was concentrating on facing the wall covered with traces of time, swinging the racket in his hand again and again. Each hit was accompanied by his determined eyes and heavy breathing.

This man is none other than Ryo Shishido, who is known in the tennis world for his perseverance.

Sweat trickled down his resolute face, dripping onto the dusty ground before being instantly absorbed without a trace. His eyes gleamed with an unyielding glint, as if he wanted to channel all his resentment and frustration into the power of these countless swings.

In his mind, the thrilling duel with Akutsu kept replaying. Akutsu's powerful and cold figure was like a brand, deeply engraved in his heart.

Every time he recalled the past, an indescribable fighting spirit surged in Shishido Ryo's heart.

He knew very well that if he wanted to go further in tennis, he had to overcome this seemingly insurmountable obstacle.

So, at such a seemingly ordinary yet meaningful moment, Meido Ryo made an important decision.

He slowly put down the racket in his hand, walked to a simple tool box beside the court, and took out a pair of sharp scissors.

Looking in the mirror at his gorgeous long hair that he once took pride in, Shishido Ryo's eyes became unusually determined.

He planned to start the change from the "beginning". Only by completely letting go of the past could he welcome a brand new self.

As the scissors clicked, strands of long hair slowly fell, just like the unnecessary obsessions and constraints in his heart, which were cut off one by one.

When the last strand of hair fell to the ground, Shishido Ryo stood in front of the mirror, looking at the brand new and rebellious self in the mirror, he realized that he had been reborn.