Nioh-kun who can do anything

After a fierce battle, Dao Jiang lost to Gu Jian with a score of 5-7.

Such a result was expected by Yukimura and Liu. Although this game was a substitute, Liu did a lot of work in preparation before the game.Even with the results of the last practice match as a reference, I can't take Bingdi lightly.As the theoretically strongest player, Gu Jian did not play, and this incident was not missed by Liu who had the information.

"Sanada, remember your words." King Ni put one hand on his knee and pointed forward lazily, "Go~"

Sanada snorted softly, glanced at Nioh, and stood up straight from the rest area.

There is a 15-minute intermission, which is just enough time for warm-up.

After playing three games, it was almost noon, and it was the hottest and most intolerable weather.Nioh raised his hand to cover the sun, and felt uncomfortable, so he took out his coat from the tennis bag and put it on his head.He looked at Sanada who walked onto the court, and then glanced at Atobe who also walked on the court to prepare for activities.

"I always feel that there will be very interesting scenes." He whispered.

After the preparations were over, Sanada straightened up.Before he could go to the net to prepare for the game, Atobe walked to the middle of the other half of the court.He raised one hand into the air and snapped his fingers.

All of Ice Empress' auditorium stood up suddenly.

Another snap of the fingers, the hand stretched into the air swung down, like a beheading gesture.

"The winner is Ice Emperor! The winner is Atobe! The winner is Ice Emperor! The winner is Atobe!"

Neat, loud refueling sounded, very rhythmic, and sounded very imposing.

But those present, the team members from other schools except Bingdi, were stunned.

This is... wait... what is this doing?

Atobe closed his eyes, listening to the cheering sound as if enjoying it.After repeating it five or six times, he nodded in satisfaction, and then pressed the jacket on his shoulders with his hand that wasn't holding the racket, and flicked it back.

Standing by the side of the court, a young man who was not wearing the ice emperor tennis team uniform, looked expressionless and somewhat dull, stretched out his hand, and the coat fell on his hand.

"The victor is my master!" Atobe raised his chin flamboyantly, "Let's indulge in my master's beauty!"

Sanada: "..."

Nioh, who swears by his good dynamic vision from such a distance, reads on Sanada's face that "what the hell is this guy doing is so lax".

He couldn't help laughing, and the more he thought about it, the more interesting it became.Hugging his stomach and arching his back, he turned his head to look at Liu: "Write it down, write it down, this is such an interesting information."

Liu: "... I don't know why, I don't really want to remember this."

The referee also seemed to be stunned by this scene, and after a while hesitantly blew the whistle in his mouth, even the whistle was interrupted once.

Sanada frowned and stepped forward.

Atobe could tell what Sanada was thinking from Sanada's expression.

He said dissatisfiedly: "Ah, do you have any opinion on my uncle's aesthetics?"

Sanada: "...too lax!"

"Humph." Atobe raised his hand and brushed his own bangs indifferently, "If you are too serious, you will age prematurely. If it weren't for the information that says you are Genichiro Sanada, a first-year student, I thought you were a high school student .”

Sanada: "..."

Ah, this feeling, this feeling of being so annoyed that your veins are throbbing...

"I think Atobe and I will get along well." Nioh outside the court said suddenly.

Liu Momo glanced at him, and then looked at the "social" scene in the arena that made people laugh: "From the point of view of 'making Sanada angry', it is true."

"Sanada looks like a joke." Nioh adjusted the angle of his jacket so that his face was completely covered by the raised neckline.

Liu shook his head disapprovingly.

The smell of gunpowder spread rapidly in the short pre-match etiquette.When walking back to the serving position, Atobe's expression became serious.This game is still Li Haida's match point, he must win to let the game enter the fifth game.only……

Glancing at Yukimura sitting on the chair of Rikai University's coach, Atobe thought calmly that he had made a mistake.

According to his plan, the possibility of losing the doubles two is very high, but the doubles one should win.In this way, he can beat Li Haida 3-1 in singles two.It's just that the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. Li Haida's doubles one actually made Di Tang and Sanzhi combine together, not the combination of a first-year and a third-year that he had imagined.In other words, he didn't expect Yukimura to put Mori in the doubles position.

Even if he wins this game, Shishido, who plays singles, will have a hard time beating Yukimura, Atobe knows.

But it is impossible for him to admit defeat.

Let me show you the aesthetics of my uncle!Ajibe stared.

The right to serve in the first game belongs to Sanada.Sanada, who was agitated by Atobe's "pre-match ceremony", had no intention of being devious at all.Just use a fierce attack to win the game!

He posed in a posture similar to a sword drawing technique. The racket moved from the back to the front, and when it reached the position parallel to the body, the arms and wrists had already produced afterimages due to the excessive speed.And the tennis ball disappeared with a bang under such a shot, leaving only a faint yellow shadow in everyone's pupils.

"Disappear...disappeared?!"

There were exclamations one after another.

This is Sanada's move, which combines sword-drawing skills and racket swing skills in the kendo. Without sufficient training, there is no way to hit such a ball.This move has very strict requirements on the strength of the arm muscles and the degree of coordination of the body.Ren Wang tried to practice this move according to the system video, but even if he was conscious of being injured, he couldn't achieve the effect of this move at all.

"what!"

Sanada on the court shouted, the volume of his voice covering the slight sound of the tennis ball breaking through the air.

Atobe frowned, his eyes and mental strength condensed together.

Where... there!

He kicked his heels hard.

It's just that the eyes are transmitted to the body. This process makes the reaction of the whole movement a step slower than the speed of the ball.The tennis ball scraped the racket frame and fell to the ground.

"15-0!"

Atobe looked back at the ball mark, and returned to his position with a cold face: almost, it was still too slow, and he had to go faster.

"Let's try this trick!" Sanada swung the racket again.

He concentrates on the court and is a little "noisy" when he is fully committed to the offense, and even shouts the name of the trick, such as "invisible serve" or something.Sanada rarely enters such a state during practice games, so many people present saw him play in this state for the first time.

"It's a bit noisy." King Ren whispered.

The last time he heard Sanada yelling the name of the trick, he wanted to say that, and he also complained like "You are not the protagonist of the comics, you can easily set up FLAG and be defeated as a big villain".Just thinking about it, Sanada probably doesn't read manga either, so he doesn't know what "JUMP" is (Sanada: ...do you really think of me as an antique?), so it would be very boring to complain and not get the desired response, so Only mocked the "shouting on the pitch".

He thinks that anyone who confronts Sanada's side will want to complain about that.

Sure enough, Atobe on the court also said unceremoniously: "Ah, it's too noisy!"

The blond-haired flamboyant boy reacted faster this time than last time, but it was still a bit behind.He frowned fiercely, and raised his hand to press the center of his brow when he returned to his position.More spiritual power spread out from the position between the eyebrows, like a force field covering the court.

Nioh, who is not only using his eyes, but also using his mental power to perceive the court, quickly felt the spiritual power of Atobe.

He was a little surprised: "Atobe..."

"What's wrong?" Liu turned his head, keenly aware of what King Ni had discovered, "What did you see?"

King Ni hesitated for a moment: "What a weird mental power."

"The strength is nothing to be surprised about." Liu commented on Atobe's mental force field, "What you said is weird..."

"Like ice," Nioh said.

What Liu wrote on the paper with a pen: "Everyone's spiritual power has unique attributes, and Atobe's spiritual power is better in this respect."

In comparison, Sanada does not play mainly with mental attacks.His mental power is more like his will of steel and iron, even in the face of Atobe's mental pressure, he is no different, and his fighting and attacking intentions are fully displayed with the racket he swings.

"30-0!"

"30-15!"

"40-0!"

"1-0, Genichiro Sanada!"

Atobe's expression showed a little pity for failing to break the serve.But this is not beyond his expectations.If Li Haida's deputy minister is just an ordinary person, then Li Haida is not an opponent worthy of attention.But the fact is that facing Li Haida, their Ice Emperor is currently at a disadvantage.Then the deputy minister of Lihai University couldn't be an ordinary person.

Atobe decided to take advantage of Sanada's personality and preferences, which he noticed from the beginning of the pre-match etiquette.

"It's not bad, although I have nothing to do with being gorgeous." He said this to Sanada when they exchanged courts.

Sanada didn't bother to pay attention to him at all, and walked directly to his court without turning his head.

Atobe did not intend to comment on his "manners".

Holding the tennis ball, his already flamboyant aura spread further: "Now, it's my turn to attack!"

boom!

The tennis ball was like a whirlwind and an arrow, hitting Sanada's half court directly.

"It's too slow!" Sanada, who had already picked up the speed, also moved with the skills in the dojo. It was a step-up step that was different from the ordinary small steps. It looked similar but the actual skills were completely different.He swung the racket at the tennis ball, and when the racket hit the tennis ball, an illusory flame, like a condensed mental force, appeared for a moment.

"Aggression like fire." Yukimura whispered on the coach chair.

His voice overlapped with Sanada's.

One high and one low, one big and one small.

And the tennis ball seemed to be infected with the flame, and flew towards Atobe with an indomitable momentum.