Net King's system makes me invincible

With the insistence of both sides, the game finally ended after Wuwei Yicha hit a tennis ball.

Tachibana and Chitose, who were so tired that they couldn't move half a point, could only watch the tennis ball fall on the ground not far from them, panting.

However, compared to the situation of the two junior high school students, Suzuki Chou and Kuwei Yicha are not much better.

The last one to clean the tennis ball, Wuwei Yicha also exhausted his last strength.

Moreover, this netball was hit by chance because of lack of strength. It can be said that the goddess of luck sided with the high school students in the end of the game.

"You two are really amazing, you are indeed the students we have been optimistic about."

"Yeah, your beast synergy is really amazing. I believe that you will surpass us in a short time."

At the end of the competition, as seniors, Suzuki and Kazuo Yicha recognized Tachibana and Chitose very much.

"The two seniors are still as good as before."

"I hope next time we can have such a hearty fight."

They have all been in the same school, so the conversation between them is naturally not so strange.

Now that the game is over, the four of them changed their nervousness before the game and chatted easily.

After exchanging greetings, they each returned to their teams.

"I'm sorry, but I still lost in the end."

"It's okay, the scores are so tight, those guys have already been scared."

After Tachibana and Chitose returned to the sidelines, they immediately apologized to others.

Kirihara is very open-minded, and Kirihara finds reasons to comfort them when they regret losing the game in the end.

"Even if you scare them, it's useless if you don't win them."

"In my opinion, your challenge this time is simply acting recklessly."

"No matter how you say it, you are only a junior high school student, and you shouldn't be promoted to the fifth court. That's why you have this result."

While Kirihara was speaking, three high school students from other courts suddenly appeared.

"What did you say!?"

"Don't mess around, what is the purpose of our coming here, is to win."

Being ridiculed by high school students, Kirihara immediately went up to argue.

It was Atobe's voice that made him stop, and after taking off his coat, he flung it in the direction of Kirihara.

Seeing this, Kirihara immediately stretched out his hand to catch it, as if his body had subconsciously reacted.

Seeing this scene, Horio couldn't help shaking his head.

"This guy is really born to wear coats. He is now in the contact department of Yukimura in the national competition."

Just as Horio stopped, Ishida Gin beside him suddenly moved.

Turn around and step on a chair, raising your hands.

"Hyotei wins! Atobe wins!"

"Huadi is not here, Atobe has brought another stupid big guy..."

If Kirihara just made Horio feel a little emotional, then Ishida Gin really made Horio complain.

"That's right, it doesn't matter what anyone says, as long as we win one more game, we win."

Seeing his teammates cheering for Atobe, Shiraishi cheered for Atobe after a brief surprise.

Following Shiraishi's successor to Ishida Yin, other middle school students also shouted the slogan "Hyotei wins, Atobe wins".

Hearing the cheers of the middle school students, Oni showed a rare smile on his face.

"I didn't expect to see this kind of scene here. This guy Atobe really has a hand."

Horio at the side naturally saw the smile on Oni's face, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion at Atobe's ability.

At this time, Atobe on the field suddenly snapped his fingers, and the cheering junior high school students stopped immediately.

"Winning is Court Five."

Atobe's words directly widened the pattern, making everyone feel a little worshipful.

"It's really amazing, this junior high school student named Atobe."

In the control room on the other side, the three coaches watched Atobe's performance and started discussing.

"The strength of junior high school students has been improving rapidly since this period of time, especially this one named Atobe. His growth rate can only be described as abnormal."

"Speaking of abnormalities, the singles player Akutsu can be regarded as the second. Until today, the coaching staff still hasn't collected some information about him.

If it's more scary than scary, that Akutsu junior high school student deserves more attention. "

Hearing Tuo Zhi's evaluation of Atobe, Kurobe did not fully agree with what he said.

"Honestly, I didn't expect the battle to be so fierce, the recent junior high school students are really strong.

However, as I said before, I'm afraid it's too early for you to climb to the top. "

"Tch, I'm tired of hearing your lines."

On the court, Atobe faced Irie.

After hearing that Irie still insisted on his own point of view, Atobe surprisingly did not refute too much.

Then he turned around and walked towards the backcourt, seeing the back of Atobe leaving, Irie's expression became sharp.

The game started with Irie serving.

"It's scary because I'm so calm right now."

Watching Irie throw the tennis ball into the air, Atobe clenched his racket tightly.

After Irie hit the ball, Atobe moved immediately.

After reaching the point where the ball landed, Atobe swung his racket.

"It's a corner kick."

Seeing Atobe's swing, Irie immediately judged that it was a corner kick, but Atobe smiled.

"You idiot, you moved too soon."

After mocking Irie, Atobe suddenly changed his swing and hit a straight ball.

"What? Hitting a straight ball with that posture, his wrist should not be that strong yet."

Seeing the sudden change of the ball, Irie, who was moving, hurriedly took a small jump to forcefully stop his body.

After quickly buffering, he turned around to save the ball, but fortunately he hit the ball back in time at the last moment.

But the hasty return gave Atobe a chance, as Irie returned a lob.

"My uncle is constantly evolving every day, so don't underestimate me."

At this time, the figure of Atobe rushed out, kicking his left foot and jumping into the air.

"Smash the ball? No, it's a fake move."

Seeing Atobe jumping into the air, Irie did not become flustered, but saw his purpose from Atobe's backhand posture.

After making a judgment in his heart, Irie quickly ran to the net.

"So I said, you're moving too fast."

Atobe's words made the confident Irie stunned for a moment, and looked up at Atobe again.

I saw that Atobe, who was originally in the backhand grip, turned around in the air, and then smashed out with a forehand.

The tennis ball hit Irie's racket directly, and the strong impact sent Irie's racket flying, and the tennis ball bounced back to Atobe's half court.

With the help of the cushioned upward force after landing, Atobe jumped up again, aiming at the bouncing ball for another smash.

"Let me show you the evolution of my uncle."

boom!
"Score on court five, 15:0"

The smash ball was hit, and the tennis ball landed in front of Irie.

It's just that the ball, which was supposed to bounce normally, slid close to the ground, until it hit the wall outside the court, and the tennis ball slid upwards against the wall.

This ball directly stunned Rujiang, and also scared the people on the third court outside the wall.

"A fugitive song towards frustration."

Seeing the absent-minded Irie, Atobe named himself this move.

"It's not bad. Using the smash ball to hit the ground like this is not just something that can be achieved by improving the ball control."

Outside the court, Horio nodded when he saw Atobe playing a fugitive song towards frustration.

Because of the fierce battle between Court No. [-] and Court No. [-], even people from No. [-] Court, Tokugawa and Taneshima, came.

Atobe's escape song towards frustration also surprised the two of them.

After showing strong strength, Atobe used his new skills at the beginning, and then pressed Irie all the way to play.

Soon after playing six rounds, Irie only won one round.

The score came to 5:1, and Atobe only needs to win another game to win the victory.

"How is it possible... How could I be defeated by a junior high school student!"

"Hmph, from the moment you start sticking to high school and junior high school students, you're screwed.

In tennis, there are only strengths and weaknesses, nothing else.

At the beginning of this bootcamp, you may or may not have been stronger, but that was a long time ago.

My uncle's evolution is accelerating every day. "

"Into... How could evolution continue to accelerate!"

At the start of the seventh game, Irie was still being beaten by Atobe. At this time, Irie seemed very passive.

Atobe's strong performance made him look a little frightened, but Atobe still had that confident smile.

"It's already reached a critical moment, how long does he want to act?"

Looking at the vivid horror on Irie's face, Horio was a little ashamed, and at the same time felt sad for Atobe.

"Fatal blow, I will use my insight to find out all your dead ends, freeze it for me."

After several rounds of sparring, Atobe used the ice world.

Countless icicles flew towards the river, and finally all nailed to the half of the river.

But just after the icicle was nailed, Atobe's face changed.

The icicles that had been nailed to the ground suddenly shattered, and finally disappeared without a trace.

"What!? No dead ends!?"

"Hmph, what's up, are you disappointed?"

After seeing all the icicles disappear, Atobe looked towards Irie.

I saw a secret smile on Irie's face at this time, which annoyed Atobe very much.

"I have to say that it's a pity that Irie doesn't want to become an actor. If he didn't take the initiative to expose, that guy Atobe would still be very proud."

Outside the arena, Horio saw Atobe's face changed, and couldn't help but admire Irie's acting skills.

Facing the ball returned by Irie, who had no dead ends, Atobe didn't adjust all of a sudden.

After returning a lob, Irie's smash came immediately.

Seeing that Irie's speed and strength had increased compared to before, Atobe became vigilant.

"Could it be that all those just now were acting?"

boom!
"Score on court three, score 2:5"

Irie continued to hit smashes, prolonging the game that was already almost over.