The Prince of Tennis, Talent Replication

"Referee, it's time to deliver the verdict!"

Keigo Atobe bluntly reminded him.

"Game: Hyotei Atobe, score 1-0!!!"

"..."

The entire audience was stunned and bewildered.

It wasn't until Atobe Keigo reminded them that everyone came to their senses.

Just now,

Atobe Keigo and Niou Masaharu are like playing on a seesaw.

The two were of different heights.

Offense and counterattack happen in an instant.

Jump up,

Mid-air interception:

"Atobe, you're so cool!!"

"I never expected that Rikkai would have such a bad run of luck after encountering Hyotei."

"Atobe actually found a way to deal with me, what a terrifying guy."

"That's amazing! Is this what it means to have the strength of someone from the entire country?"

"As expected of the captain of Hyotei."

"Hey, the captain of Hyotei has been replaced."

"What? They changed the person? Who did they change to?"

......

"Atobe of Hyotei looks to be in good condition."

Looking at the perfect shot of the two people floating in mid-air in the camera's viewfinder, Inoue Mamoru felt a surge of joy and thought to himself:

"I thought Rikkai could turn the tide with Niou Masaharu's unpredictable and ever-changing tactics, but I never expected Atobe Keisei to have such a hidden trick up his sleeve!!"

"Pfft~"

Niou Masaharu turned his head and spat.

I'm feeling a little down.

He couldn't understand it at all.

Why does Atobe Keigo of Hyotei seem to be ready to deal with me at any moment?

How can a person treat himself as an enemy?

Nioh Masaharu couldn't figure it out.

Atobe Keigo, however, was quite satisfied.

Although that last shot wasn't used against Natsume Tsukiya,

But they're all the same.

Deal with yourself!

This was something he had never imagined.

After returning from England, he became the undisputed emperor of Hyotei.

Hyotei suffered repeated defeats, but that did not mean Atobe Keigo was the one who failed.

just,

In the past two years, they've always seemed to have lost their soul, losing inexplicably.

completely,

Unlike Hyotei's strength.

Just like how Hyotei lost to Fudomine in the Grand Prix, there are always inexplicable ways that force Hyotei to suffer a defeat.

Natsume Tsukiya,

This person taught himself a lesson with his own moves as soon as he appeared.

This forced Atobe Keigo to treat him as an enemy.

Therefore,

During the days he was missing, this Mr. Atobe was studying himself.

It also allows us to examine Hyotei's past and future from another perspective.

Even Atobe Keigo couldn't have imagined this.

I have always considered Tezuka to be the most worthy opponent.

Now, this thought has actually come to Natsume Tsukiya.

This battle is absolutely crucial; we cannot afford to lose, otherwise...

He glanced at Hyotei, his eyes gleaming with fighting spirit.

Yagyu Hiroshi calmly observed the scene, silently gripping the tennis ball in his hand.

"Tap tap tap~"

When he looked up, a quiet yet intense gaze shone through his glasses.

"Bang!"

The laser serve is somewhat reminiscent of a Michael Jackson move; it makes a very light sound when hit, but lands with a very heavy impact.

Atobe Keigo snorted coldly and started chasing after him.

"Bang!"

A successful counterattack.

Yagyu Hiroshi remained silent, his hands already gripping his racket tightly, his feet spread out, ready to play golf.

"Bang!"

In that instant,

It exploded with a loud crack.

"Fifteen to zero!"

Two consecutive killer moves secured a point for Rikkai.

Niou Masaharu turned his head in surprise.

"Yay!"

"Rikkai University, Rikkai University, Rikkai University"

"Good luck, senior."

.....

Yagyu Hiroshi, a gentlemanly businessman, calm, clean-cut, and without any unnecessary movements, elegantly and efficiently swept away the gloom that shrouded Rikkai University.

How could the mighty Lihai University not be overjoyed?

Undeterred, Atobe Keigo walked towards the back of the court.

blah blah blah!

The sound of the ball bouncing on the other side remained calm as Yagyu Hiroshi tossed the ball up again.

Keigo Atobe was already prepared.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

With a powerful, unhurried shot, he directly received Yagyu Hiroshi's laser serve.

Yagyu Hiroshi was already prepared, slightly twisting his body, his eyes fixed on the ball, his hands swinging back.

"Snap!"

His gaze fell on Atobe Keigo, and seeing that he hadn't moved, he frowned.

Everyone looked at Atobe Keigo, especially the members of Rikkai.

For Hyotei,

There was only one person that Sanada Genichiro valued most—Atobe Keigo!

After all, this Atobe-sama is not only arrogant but also quite capable.

now,

This former champion of Hyotei is standing still?

Could it be... that he gave up?

Genichiro Sanada immediately dismissed the idea, frowning, only to find that Keigo Atobe was smiling with disdain.

That's right,

That's disdain!

Niou Masaharu and the rest of the Rikkai members were very dissatisfied.

"That Atobe clearly shows contempt."

Kirihara Akaya remained irritable and shouted angrily:

"That wretched guy, he deserves to be taught a lesson."

"What is Atobe up to?"

"I don't know, were you scared out of your wits?"

"How could that be? Anyone could be scared, but Atobe wouldn't."

.......

The commotion outside the court started the moment Yagyu Hiroshi struck the ball.

But all that could be heard was Atobe Keigo shouting:

"Kabaji!"

"yes!"

"Take him!"

"yes!"

Kabaji Takahiro mechanically dealt with it.

Atobe Keigo snorted inwardly:

"If you want to make me look bad, you'll have to wait another hundred years."

He can accept it, but

Kabaji Takahiro came to pick him up, which made him stand out even more.

This is what Atobe Keigo was thinking.

Can,

Soon, his smugness would fade.

Kabaji Takahiro did not move.

"Um?"

Atobe Keigo was surprised.

His own words are invincible commands; Kabaji Takahiro shouldn't be standing here motionless.

What exactly happened?

He frowned slightly, and despite the fact that it was too late, he rushed out while still feeling puzzled.

after all,

He doesn't have much time to react.

"Snapped!"

In those few seconds of hesitation,

It's really too late.

The ball slammed heavily to Kabaji Takahiro's right side and flew out.

"..."

Atobe Keigo gritted his teeth, utterly perplexed.

"What happened?"

"Why isn't that birch field moving?"

"Hyotei is in trouble. It looks like the match can't continue."

"Hyotei..."

......

There are conflicting opinions.

Hyotei is filled with worry.

Rikkai University, on the other hand, was gloating.

Seeing this, Yagyu Hiroshi also lowered their guard and began to pay attention to the other side.

That ball just flew out like that.

"Sengoku-senpai, what happened?" From the sidelines, Tan Taichi looked up, puzzled, and asked, "Is Hyotei going to lose?"

Sengoku Kiyosumi's pupils dilated, and he immediately denied it:

"No, look closely, his hands!"

Many people have also noticed this.

Including Keigo Atobe,

White aura swirled around Kabaji Takahiro's wrist, gradually transforming from wisps to strands, creating an ethereal feeling.

A cyclone formed, encircling the taciturn Birch Field.

Something seemed to be growing in his eyes.

"Look, that ball!"

Some people exclaimed in surprise.

The ball that flew out seemed to be half a beat slower than Kabaji Takahiro.

The ball trembled and shook in the air, its rotation slowing down. Anyone with good dynamic vision could immediately see that the ball was spinning in the opposite direction.

"Hmph~"

Akutsu suddenly snorted, and a smile appeared in the corner of his eye, as if he knew everything.

"Akuzu-senpai," Tan Taichi said, puzzled.

"Just watch, Taichi, those guys from Rikkai are in for a world of hurt!"

Akutsu suddenly recalled the match on the street tennis court. Although he didn't know how that guy manipulated it, he had inexplicably lost to that move.

did not expect,

That guy actually taught the moves to Kabaji Takahiro—

"...."

Atobe Keigo was greatly surprised as the tennis ball grazed his eye and slowly flew towards the vortex formed around Kabaji.

"Tezuka Ward?"

Kabaji Takahiro frowned deeply. Only Tezuka Ward possessed the ability to draw a ball back after it had been launched into the air. He murmured to himself:

"Birch Field—"

"Storm Nebula Rift!!"

His deep, resonant voice uttered the words in a dull, wooden voice.

Kabaji Takahiro swung his bat, and the air currents scattered.

Yagyu Hiroshi of Rikkai University—Niou Masaharu—was already completely stunned.

Who would have thought that this big guy from Hyotei would have the ability to pull back tennis balls that have flown out of the court?

Therefore,

When Kabaji Takahiro suddenly swung the ball.

There was a whoosh, followed by a loud explosion that pounded in my ears.

"Fifteen to fifteen!"

The referee was also surprised.

"That guy from Hyotei actually knows Tezuka's signature move—Tezuka Zone!"

Genichiro Sanada was also quite surprised, after all, he was someone who had competed against Kunimitsu Tezuka, who was considered by some to be the number one middle school student. Now,

The big guy from Hyotei not only knows Tezuka's signature move, but also shouts something like "Storm Nebula Ripple".

What exactly is going on?

.....

"Akuzu-senpai, is that what you're talking about?" Tanta's eyes seemed to ripple with emotion.

"Hmph!" Akutsu laughed.

Sengoku Kiyosumi was quite surprised by Akutsu's reaction.

"See? See? That's the special technique Hyotei used against Akutsu!"

On the other end,

The two men from Yulin also looked quite pleased with themselves, as if they had discovered something extraordinary, which instantly attracted attention from those around them.

"What do you mean by saying that's that guy's special technique against Akutsu?"

After listening with a sidelong glance, Guan Yuechu asked the question directly.

Inoue Mamoru, Tachibana Kippei, and the others also turned their attention to the scene.

Bu Chuan chuckled smugly and said:

"That guy is the one who played against Akutsu at the street tennis court."

"Who is it?" Kamio Akira couldn't wait any longer and angrily pressed for an answer.

But Bu Chuan remained tight-lipped.

Quan couldn't wait any longer and spoke up:

"That...the special move used by Kabaji of Hyotei."

He had barely finished speaking when Bu Chuan interrupted him, saying:

"That's the same technique that Natsume Tsuki of Hyotei used to deal with the Yamabuki freak, Akutsu!"

"Akuzu?!"

"Deal with it?"

The group was surprised.

Inoue Moritsuichi suddenly remembered what happened yesterday evening. So, Natsume Tsuki also used this move when he fought Akutsu—Storm Nebula Ripple.

"What 'Storm Nebula Ripple'? Isn't that Tezuka's signature move?"

Guan Yuechu refuted this.

"But what exactly happened?" Kamio Akira was eager to know. "Who won, that guy or Akutsu?"

"Needless to say, it's naturally Natsume Tsukiya from Hyotei," Fukawa said.

"But what happened to Natsume Tsuki also being injured by Akutsu?"

Guan Yue began to speak at the beginning of the month.

"..."

Confusion arose in everyone's minds.

"Unexpectedly, he passed on his special skill to his teammate without reservation."

"I love you," Ju Xing said with a hint of admiration in her eyes.

"Hey, Anzu, that's all for winning, that's why we do this," Kamio Akira said indignantly.

A sense of regret lingered in his heart; he hadn't passed on any skills to his teammates, otherwise, Fudomine wouldn't have been eliminated in the quarterfinals...

"Kamio, why are you so hostile towards Natsume Tsukiya?" Tachibana An asked.

"Because...because, if it weren't for Hyotei, we would..."

Akira Kamio wanted to say that Hyotei was to blame, not Fudomine.

"Enough, Kamio," said Tachibana Kippei. "Losing the match is our own fault, we can't blame others. Besides, they didn't use any despicable means."

Akira Kamio relaxed.

Anyway,

Kabaji Takahiro's performance was absolutely stunning.

Izumi and Fukawa also revealed the person behind the scenes, which was quite explosive information.

Even Inoue Mamoru was shocked.

-

In the field,

Atobe Keigo turned his head and looked towards the audience, thinking to himself:

"It's that guy, it must be him. Kabaji was called away last night because of this, right? Tsukiya, you really know what you're doing!!"

"But how did you do that?"

"Learning from Tezuka's Tezuka Zone?"

"But Tezuka could never fight Kabaji."

"Could it be...?"

. . . . .

Atobe Keigo was engrossed in his own speculation when the sound of the ball bouncing across the table reached his ears again.

"call out!"

"Bang!"

Laser dotting

Still incredibly fast,

Atobe Keigo, who had started to move, stopped.

His gaze was fixed on the birch field.

What will they do?

really,

Kabaji Takahiro raised his arm.

The ball flew out.

It then spun and circled back to Kabaji Takahiro's side.

"Bang!"

The impact of the attacks far surpasses that of Yagyu Hiroshi.

"With this level of skill, they can't even beat Rikkai University!"

Yagyu Hiroshi, no longer calm and collected, became excited and unleashed a powerful golf swing.

"good!"

Niou Masaharu gasped inwardly, Yagyu Hiroshi's attack aimed precisely at the furthest point at his feet.

"Then they won't be able to suck it back in!"

Kabaji Takahiro also recalled Natsume Tsukiya's words:

"The harder the opponent tries, the more intense the suction and counterattack become..."

The tennis ball, like a cascading waterfall, was swept away by the wind in mid-air, only to be immediately pulled back.

"Bang!"

Niou Masaharu had actually been preparing to strike for some time.

Can,

Yagyu Hiroshi changed his usual style.

Swing the club straight up.

It's as if he wants to single-handedly support the entire future of Rikkai University.

"Yagyu..."

Niou Masaharu stopped in his tracks.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

quickly,

The match then became a duel between lasers and vortexes.

Yagyu Hiroshi's competitive spirit was completely ignited, and his laser beam was unable to break through the opponent's vortex.

We cannot admit defeat.

Without realizing it, the force increased.

Without realizing it, I started running.

Keigo Atobe watched from the side, noticing that Takahiro Kabaji's retorts were always so perfect, which was somewhat unlike his usual style.

Atobe Keigo turned his head to look, and thought, "This style..."