Prince of Tennis: Ryoma's sister in Hyotei

"This Irie is really good at pretending..."

Long Ge bit his fingertips and thought about the probability of Tezuka winning.

But so far, Long Ge has not seen any momentum for Jibe to win the game.

Irie can accurately grasp Atobe's weaknesses, and every ball hits Atobe's weak spots.

Irie scored again and turned around.

"If you had just played doubles honestly, maybe you could have reached the finals with Echizen's help, but now, you don't have that chance."

There was a determination in Irie's eyes that had never been seen before, a look of determination to win the game.

Long Ge's understanding of Irie is only a dozen days longer than that of Atobe and the others.

In front of outsiders, Irie always looks like a smiling tiger.

It makes people feel that it is impossible to understand his thoughts.

This is the first time I’ve seen such a “serious” expression in all the time we’ve known each other.

"Are you really serious?"

Long Ge couldn't figure out what Irie was thinking at the moment, whether he wanted Atobe to grow or really wanted to advance himself.

Irie's words hit Atobe in pain.

But it did not break Atobe's determination to compete in singles.

Atobe did not respond to Irie's ridicule, but just kept fighting back.

After losing five games in a row.

Atobe's counterattacks became more and more accurate, and Irie also felt that the opponent was becoming more and more difficult to deal with.

What's up with this guy.

It's just the last round left, but they are still holding on.

"Didn't I tell you to just stay under Echizen's protection? What the hell are you holding on to?!"

No matter how harsh the words were, they would not shake his current thoughts.

The match point originally belonged to Irie, but Atobe held on to that point and played with the momentum of a tiebreak.

Irie's usually stable mood began to fray, and if he continued like this he would be almost exhausted.

Want to deal with him by overtime?

Why don't you listen to advice?

Atobe Keigo.

"I'm not going to play with you anymore, Atobe. Go down. There's no place for you in the World Championship."

Irie sentenced Atobe to death with just one sentence.

It is wishful thinking to defeat him by overtime.

What was shown in Irie's eyes at that moment shocked Coach Saito, who was observing as a referee.

With such expressiveness, Irie has really shown his true abilities.

Coach Saito was taking notes.

Irie's playing style became more aggressive, and each ball accurately hit Atobe's weaknesses.

Atobe is already in a passive position just in defense, let alone attacking.

Now, the only thing on Tebe's mind is that he cannot lose and cannot stop here.

The body's functions have almost reached their limit.

The action of returning the ball depends entirely on the body's instinctive reaction.

My brain gradually went blank.

All the sounds around me cannot reach my ears.

So tired...

There was only one thought in Atobe's subconscious mind.

Maybe it's okay to take a nap...

It seems like I forgot something important.

"Atobe..."

Standing in a blank space, Tebe seemed to hear someone calling him.

Sounds familiar..

But I can't remember.

The blankness in my mind was gradually replaced by darkness.

Atobe stood in the darkness, gradually being swallowed by it, bit by bit...

……

"Atobe, you still have unfinished business, have you forgotten?"

Suddenly, a beam of light descended into Atobe's mind. The light illuminated the darkness and awakened Atobe's memory.

"Xiao Ge..."

Make him remember.

What you are doing at this moment.

What is he doing!

He should be playing against Irie on the court right now!

He remembered his love for tennis, his determination to prove himself in singles competition, and the significance of fighting on the court.

"How can I fall here!"

Atobe stood up and struggled violently, tearing at the parts of his body that were swallowed by the darkness.

But no matter how hard he struggled, it was of no avail.

The dark tentacles gradually climbed up Atobe's cheeks and arms.

"Atobe!"

With his last bit of strength, Atobe stretched out his hand to touch his light.

At the critical moment, a hand from the only ray of light pulled Atobe back from the darkness in time.

"Atobe! Atobe!"

The voice calling my name gradually became clearer.

Atobe was lying in the darkness, and looked like a silhouette in the beam of light in front of him.

I tried to open my eyes to see the back clearly.

Suddenly, the figure turned around and faced him.

"Keigo, if you don't catch up, I'm going to go even further away."

It’s Xiaoge!

A further location?

Atobe struggled to touch it, but it was out of reach.

"Xiao Ge! Xiao Ge! Wait...wait a minute! Wait a minute! I haven't even reached your location yet, and you're going to go further...No..."

Wrapped in fear, Tebe's mind was full of Long Ge's figure on the court.

In order to catch up with Long Ge, he forced himself to practice and evolve non-stop, but in the end he was unable to escape the shadow of Long Ge.

When did Xiaoge become his own shadow?

It shouldn't be like this..

Shouldn't..

His goal has always been...

Always standing by Xiaoge's side! Becoming someone she can rely on!

Atobe was already standing on the field and fell into a deep coma.

The people around him kept shouting Atobe's name.

"This guy Atobe failed at the critical moment?"

"Atobe! If you don't wake up now, you'll really lose the chance to touch that stage! Wake up!"

Beside Long Ge, Oshitari shouted without caring about his image, trying to wake up Atobe.

"Atobe..."

After a few attempts, Atobe Zabuza and Irie are about to win the game.

"That's all you can do. Well, I'll take the third spot in singles, Atobe."

Irie had given Atobe time, but time was passing by minute by minute.

It's time to end.

Irie swung his racket, intending to end the match.

"Keigo!"

After Long Ge's last shout, the other players in the arena finally reacted.

"It's a bit late to wake up now, Atobe, you should just go back to sleep!"

In Irie's opinion, Atobe is now at the end of his rope and poses no threat.

However, due to his cautious nature, Irie still served the ball powerfully.

The moment the ball passed the net, many people believed that the game was over.

"Atobe, get moving!"

Oshitani clenched his hands tightly and cold sweat broke out on his head.

He kept muttering beside Long Ge.

Long Ge held the iron net tightly.

Faced with the inevitable outcome, Atobe's body began to swing, his movements were quick, clean, and neat, without a single unnecessary movement.

Before others can see clearly, the ball has been hit back.

The sudden change made Irie open his eyes wide in disbelief.

What just happened.

He seemed to see Atobe's arm move.

It was so fast that it was hard to see clearly.

If I hadn't been paying attention to Atobe's movements all the time, it would have been easy to overlook his actions just now.

In the eyes of Oshina and the others, it was not clear what had happened. They only saw the tennis ball falling into Irie's court and Atobe's hearty laughter.

Even if you don't understand a scene like this, you can understand what Atobe did.

"Atobe, you really scared me. If you want to wake up, you should wake up sooner. And what was that just now?"

In fear, Ninzu patted his chest, his heart almost jumping out.

Atobe stood there, moving his shoulders slowly and contentedly.

The embarrassment just now is no longer there.

He turned back into the proud king he once was.

In the gap of moving, he looked into Long Ge's eyes, and all kinds of emotions were expressed in silence, but they were more eloquent than words.

There was a reassuring smile on Atobe's lips.

Long Ge's heart also sank.

"Ah, yes. I'm here, so what are you afraid of? Irie, it's too early for you to end the game. Now is the time for me to exert my full strength."

Atobe pointed his racket directly at Irie, answering Oshitari's words while making a bold statement.

It was also a disguised way of telling Long Ge not to worry.

Irie laughed in anger, took off his glasses, wiped them casually with his clothes, and put them back on.

"You're not learning good things, you're just learning things that make people unhappy. I told you to respect your seniors, but you're learning bad things from Echizen."

Long Ge just felt confused.

Why are you suddenly bringing me into this?

She obviously also addressed him as "senior" respectfully.

During the game, Long Ge could only hold back from losing his temper for the time being.

Try saying this again after the game is over.

"But you can't change anything now."

Irie served again, and in his eyes, Atobe had no secrets.

All are clearly visible.

No matter what the reason is for you to suddenly wake up, or how much strength you use to return the ball, it cannot change the current situation.

He was determined to score the last goal.

"Then give it a try, Irie-senpai. My goal isn't just to stand on the World Championship finals stage."

Atobe regained his confidence and became even bolder.

"You're really arrogant."

Rujiang's face darkened.

Because he is also determined to get this spot.

For the rise of the Japanese team, he can restrain his own edge and help these younger generations grow.

But this time, he didn't want to devote himself to the team in obscurity.

He also wants to win his share of victory on the court under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

Now, Jibe feels like he has been reborn, with stronger beliefs and goals in his heart.

To achieve this goal, he forced himself to evolve further.

Reaction, speed, and insight have all doubled.

Irie's words could no longer influence Atobe's beliefs.

"Your reaction time has improved, so what? Can you still catch up with the score? Stop kidding!"

Irie roared, trying to see the turmoil in Atobe's heart.

But now, Atobe has built a solid fortress both psychologically and physically, leaving Irie no chance to take advantage.

From Atobe's perspective, Irie didn't see any turmoil and was momentarily distracted.

It was that moment of distraction that gave Tsuchiya the opportunity to score.

"Atobe scores! The score is now 5-1, Irie is leading!"

Although Irie was still in the lead, there was no hesitation or uneasiness on Atobe's face.

He was not upset by the score gap between the two.

More joy of getting points.

As long as we can score, everything else will be easy, right?

Irie's specialty in psychological tactics is useless if he can't see through his opponent's psychology.

As for the ability to see through the opponent's weaknesses, it seems that the evolved Atobe is now better.

The competition between the two ranges from the psychological tactics that Irie is good at to the competition of hard power.

As the game progressed, the confrontation between the two became more intense.

Even those who watched the game were extremely anxious about the final outcome of the game.

Irie cleverly overturned all previous tactics.

He readjusted his tactics, serving with more force and angle, trying to disrupt Atobe's rhythm.

"It's impossible for a person to not have blind spots! Atobe, you too!"

Irie finally saw the weakness that Atobe had inadvertently revealed throughout the game.

With decisive action, the tennis ball landed precisely at the position Irie had planned.

"This should be over now."

Irie was already sweating profusely.

If this continues, he really won't be able to hold on any longer.

This kid Atobe's protracted battle is too long.

Irie thought so.

next second.

A familiar scene appears.

The weakness that should have appeared in Atobe's stadium appeared out of nowhere in his own stadium.

Irie immediately sensed something was wrong.

Atobe deliberately revealed his weakness to lure Irie into taking the bait.

As expected, they saw his weakness and came over following the scent.

"Irie-senpai, how does it feel to play the same trick on yourself?"

Atobe looked at him with a playful smile.

Irie could no longer laugh.

His face showed the anger of being fooled.

"Using my own tricks against me, very good, Atobe."

Atobe put one hand into his hair and lifted the hair in front of his forehead.

"Thank you so much for the compliment, Senior. Irie-senpai, you're such a great teacher."

After Atobe finished speaking, the eyes of the two people on the court seemed to be able to kill everything around them in an instant.

Because of Tomokazu's persistence, the score was finally brought to a tie-break, which is his forte.

Even though Irie was furious, he could do nothing.

I can only blame myself for teaching too well and Tezuka learning too fast.

Tiebreaks are not what Irie is good at, so Irie tried her best to score points on her serves in every game.

The same is true for natural traces.

This game seemed to remind Long Ge of the duel between the two of them during the training camp.

It was the same situation back then.

But now the situation is reversed.

Not to mention that Atobe played Irie in the palm of his hand.

At least he wasn't controlled by Irie.

The atmosphere in the tie-break was extremely tense, and everyone was concerned about every point.

Long Ge stared at the arena so closely that his palms were sweating.

Irie took a deep breath, adjusted his state, and delivered a very oppressive serve.

The longer the battle lasted, the more determined his eyes became. He kept moving his feet and fought back accurately without slowing down.

The two players passed the ball back and forth, and the speed of the ball became faster and faster, making it hard to keep up.

As the game progressed, Irie's strength gradually declined and his movements began to slow down.

As for Atobe, he became more and more courageous as the battle went on, and every shot he made was full of power.

Finally, after a fierce confrontation, Irie failed to catch Atobe's powerful smash and the tennis ball fell to the ground.

"Atobe scores! The game is over, Atobe Keigo wins!" The referee's voice sounded.

The audience instantly burst into warm applause and cheers.

Atobe supported himself on his knees, breathing slightly, but a proud smile was on his face.

He slowly stood up, and the first thing he did was not to listen to the coach's words, but to look at Long Ge who was running towards him.

His eyes were full of joy and pride.

The moment Long Ge rushed over, he opened his arms, tears flashing in his eyes, and knocked the man to the ground.

"Congratulations, Keigo."