Chapter 69: Talent and Victory
"Another serve that doesn't bounce!"
Tanner's serve, which he had previously demonstrated against Oshitari, once again made the crowd outside the stadium exclaim.
"I didn't expect Hyotei's minister to serve like this..."
Many people started a heated discussion, saying that compared to Oshitari's serve, Atobe's Tannhauser serve was more powerful and beautiful.
"Hyotei's minister should be the real pioneer of this serve."
Tezuka's eyes flashed. Compared with Oshitari Muga's imitation before, Atobe's serve was obviously more magical, and he should be the real master of this move.
“A very strong opponent.”
Sanada frowned. The level that Atobe was currently performing was already enough to suppress Mori Jusaburo.
"Don't be impatient, Maori-senpai may still have some reservations."
Yukimura's face remained calm. In his perception, Mori Jusaburo's spiritual talent was also not bad and would not be limited to the current level.
On the court.
After Maori Jusaburo turned around, his eyelids drooped and there was a thoughtful look in his eyes.
boom!
"30-0"
…
boom!
"40-0"
Faced with Atobe's repeated bombardment, Mori Jusaburo remained motionless, as if he was stunned and completely indifferent.
But after a few balls, the gleam in his eyes became brighter and brighter. This serve did not completely touch the ground after landing...
boom!
"Game, Hyotei Academy Atobe Keigo, 3-2."
Atobe used four gorgeous aces to easily win the game.
At the same time, the cheerleaders of Hyotei outside the stadium also shouted wildly. In their opinion, their minister had broken the deadlock and gained the key initiative.
"Tsk, that's so noisy!"
Sanada's face turned dark as he sat on the chair. The voice of the Hyotei cheerleaders made him feel quite unhappy.
…
Next, Mori Jusaburo's serve was broken by Atobe for the first time, and the score was directly widened to 4-2 by Atobe.
"Haha~ I've already told you that your leg strength will be useless from now on."
With his fingers gently placed on the bridge of his nose, Atobe's eyes were shining as he spoke with great confidence.
Although Maori Jusaburo was very fast, after several encounters, Atobe clearly discovered that his speed was mostly reflected in the horizontal direction. For forward and backward movement, the threat level of his speed was directly reduced by a level.
The main reason was that Mori Jusaburo's subconscious left and right swinging movements were noticed by Atobe, who then quickly discovered this fatal loophole.
"Also, there's something wrong with his breathing rhythm. It's always half a beat slower than his footsteps."
In the subsequent tug of war, Atobe discovered that Mori Jusaburo had quite a lot of small flaws, even though his skills and strength were indeed very strong.
Maybe his strength under normal circumstances can cover up these details, but for someone with excellent insight and strong strength, these are simply glaring loopholes.
"If you have no other skills, then let me put an end to you!"
Atobe smiled proudly and threw the tennis ball from his hand again.
…
"Here it comes! It's Tannhauser serving again~"
Outside the court, a glimmer of expectation flashed in Xiangri's eyes. If Atobe could win this game smoothly, then their Kanto championship would be a sure win!
boom!
There was a loud bang, and the tennis ball flew past under the expectant eyes of everyone in Hyotei.
Tsk tsk…
There was another slight bounce, and then the tennis ball started to move forward.
Step…step…step…
"What is he going to do!?"
Seeing the actions of Maori Jusaburo, there was an exclamation from outside the stadium.
This time, Maori Jusaburo did not give up directly like he did in the previous game. His legs almost left a trail of afterimages as he chased after the tennis ball that had just landed.
"Oh, you wanna try it?"
There was a hint of curiosity and anticipation on Atobe's face. This serve did have some flaws, but those who could crack it were all top players in middle schools.
Maori didn't care about the surprised looks of others. The moment he caught up with the tennis ball, his eyes sparkled and the pain in his arm was suppressed by him.
There was no change in his expression. The next moment, the racket seemed to be lengthened by several centimeters, and it brushed the ground to pick up the serve.
“I actually received it!”
The members of Rikkai University were shocked, and just when the tennis ball was about to run to the ground, Mori Jusaburo actually saved the ball.
"Unfortunately, it's still too much of a stretch..."
Atobe curled the corner of his mouth, took a few big steps, leaped up, and hit Mori Jusaburo's backcourt with a fierce smash.
"15-0!"
"Alas... What a pity, I've already received the call..."
After seeing Atobe's smash, the excitement in the Rikkai crowd was immediately poured a bucket of cold water.
In the serving game, Atobe had the initiative to attack. Even if Mori Jusaburo barely saved the ball, he could not stop Atobe's subsequent offensive.
However, compared to the others, Maori Jusaburo finally had a smile on his face. As long as he could catch it once, the second and third times would not be a problem, and he would only feel more and more relaxed.
"Are you finally not hiding it anymore?"
Sensing the surging spiritual power of Maori Jusaburo, Atobe's smile widened. This is more appropriate, isn't it?
boom!
The tennis ball flew, the racket swung, and Atobe used the Tannhauser serve again.
This time it was faster than last time. Maori Jusaburo's body seemed to be stimulated by something, and the speed of his forward and backward sprinting was not inferior to the speed of his left and right movement.
At the moment when the tennis ball hits the ground...
"It did bounce up one centimeter." Maori Jusaburo's eyes flickered.
His eyes caught this flaw in Tannhauser's serve.
CRACK!
A sound came from his elbow that only he could hear.
Swish!
This time, he pulled the tennis ball directly from the ground in an arc and quickly crossed the net.
"That was... interesting~"
Atobe, who had been watching Mori Jusaburo's movements, discovered something was wrong.
"Humans are actually able to do this. Is it an ability or a coincidence?"
Atobe stopped swinging the racket and let the ball fly past him.
"15-15"
For the first time, Hisaburo Mori scored a point on Tannhauser's serve.
"Are you sure you want to continue hitting me?"
Atobe stood there and chuckled. He observed that in order to catch the ball, Mori Jusaburo had dislocated his elbow.
"You found out so quickly..."
Mao Li's pupils shrank, and he was a little surprised. Atobe's insight was beyond his expectation.
"Hehe...thank you for your concern, Atobe-kun, but I don't think there's anything wrong with my hand."
Gently swinging the racket, Maori Jusaburo rejected Atobe's kindness. After all, this was his unique talent.
"Haha...it's really interesting."
Although Atobe was shocked, his face was still filled with an elegant smile.
The arm that had been dislocated just now by Mori Jusaburo has been restored.
"This kind of short-term dislocation pain is suppressed by mental willpower?"
Feeling the somewhat erratic state of Maori Jusaburo, Atobe had some guesses in his mind. But even so, the opponent's ability was still very astonishing.
The conversation between the two made the audience a little confused. It seemed that Maori Jusaburo was not injured. Strange...
Next, Atobe did not play Tannhauser's serve again. After all, this ball would have a certain impact on his current physical condition.
After a brief round of confrontation between the two, they returned to the battle of tactics and basic abilities.
boom!
"30-15"
…
boom!
"40-30"
boom!
The tennis ball was flying and the score between the two players was closely tied.
"about there!"
Seeing this match point, the cold light in Atobe's eyes spread instantly. He has already mastered the world of ice and can control it freely.
The ice spikes instantly covered the entire stadium.
"Let's end it in the cold!"
Atobe smiled wantonly, and swung the racket in his hand heavily at the tennis ball with a hint of coldness.
boom!
The fatal blind spot made Maori Jusaburo's whole body freeze. When he used his mental power to forcefully dislocate his arm to catch the ball, it was already too late.
Snapped!
The tennis ball brought up a silver light, the ice ridges exploded, and ice crystals flew everywhere. This scene is so beautiful no matter how many times you watch it.
"Game, Hyotei Academy Atobe Keigo, 5-2."
Arriving in the harsh world of ice, at this moment, Jibu is the real ice king.
