The black bishop of the net king

Chapter 404 Little ghost, come and fight!

Tokyo.

Somewhere in an unknown bar restaurant.

"Hahaha!"

"Cabin, why do you have such a sullen expression? Could it be that we came to Neon Tokyo before everyone else, and it would be a pity if we didn't enjoy it!" Billy laughed loudly, and hugged Kevin .

"Are you right?"

"Billy, I'll tell you!" Kebin slapped Billy's palm away mercilessly. "I came to Neon this time, but I didn't come here to play!"

"I know!"

"You said that you came to Neon this time to avenge your father, right?" Billy didn't care about Kebin's attitude towards him, and continued to enjoy the music.

"I'm not here to avenge him!"

"I started playing tennis and came to this country just to beat Echizen Ryoma, so I won't be as bad as my dad!"

"Echizen Ryoma!"

"I will definitely beat you bastard!"

"It seems that I have found the right place!" Just as Kaibin's voice fell, a voice sounded behind Kaibin.

Atobe Keigo.

As the son of the Atobe Foundation, Atobe Keigo couldn't be easier to find someone in Tokyo.

Just casually calling some relationships.

Keigo Atobe found Kaibin easily. .

"You brat, are you the guy who challenged our Ice Emperor?" Atobe Keigo looked down at Kaibin in front of him coldly.

"Little devil, come and fight with me!"

"Ok?"

"Ice Empress, I remember, it's the team that I beat to the knees begging for mercy, right?" Kebin tapped his head with his fingers.

"how?"

"Do you want to avenge those trash of yours?" Kebin looked at Keigo Atobe contemptuously.

"Little devil!"

"You're really kind!" Hearing Kebin's contempt for Bingdi, the expression on Keigo Atobe's face became colder and colder.

"I understand!"

"If you want to challenge me, then I'll play with you! Anyway, you can't find any good players in this country!" Kebin stood up slowly.

"Cabin! You..."

"Huh?" Before Billy finished speaking, Billy immediately closed his mouth when Kebin looked at him with cold eyes.

……

After leaving the bar restaurant.

The three of Keigo Atobe appeared on a street court.

"This is the venue for this game!" Kebin turned his head and said coldly to Keigo Atobe. "Let's get started!"

"Billy!"

"The job of the referee will be left to you!" After Kebin finished speaking, he continued to talk to Billy.

"Leave it to me." Billy said, patting his chest.

"I'll let you serve first in this game. Anyway, the result of this game won't make any difference!" Kebin sneered slightly.

After the voice fell.

Kempin didn't give Keigo Atobe any chance to refuse, and immediately turned around and walked towards the court.

"Ha ha!"

"What an arrogant brat!" Keigo Atobe's eyes turned cold, and he clenched the racket in his hand.

Since Kebin insisted on stretching his face over to let himself be slapped, Keigo Atobe would naturally not be polite to Kebin.

Keigo Atobe was upset when he saw this kid.

"The game has started, a decisive set! Kebin Smith VS Keigo Atobe, Keigo Atobe will serve!" Billy was a good substitute for the referee.

Da da…

in the stadium.

Keigo Atobe slapped the tennis ball lightly twice with his racket, and his eyes swept over Kebin, who seemed to be catching the ball very casually.

obviously.

Kebin didn't take Keigo Atobe to heart at all.

"Arrogant brat, if that's the case..." A frost appeared in Keigo Atobe's eyes, and he threw the tennis ball high with his palm.

next second.

The muscles on Keigo Atobe's body exploded with terrifying explosive power, he jumped up, and the racket slammed down hard at the tennis ball!

boom!
The tennis ball created a sharp afterimage in the air.

Tannweiser serves!
boom!
After a roar!

I saw the tennis ball leaving a yellow-green afterimage on Kebin's court, and it flew out of the court in a flash!
Chi Chi Chi!
After the tennis ball reappeared in the sight of Kebin and the two, the tennis ball was deeply embedded in the barbed wire behind Kebin, and a trace of blue smoke rose.

"15, 15:0!" Billy shouted in shock, his voice stammering a little.

Tannweiser serves!
Billy never thought that Keigo Atobe's strength would be so terrifying. He couldn't see clearly the speed of that serve just now.

"Little devil!"

"Is that all you have? I haven't taken it seriously yet!" Keigo Atobe looked at Kaibin and said coldly.

"call!"

"This guy!" Looking at Keigo Atobe in front of him, Kaibin couldn't help but catch his breath, and his eyes became sharper.

Keigo Atobe's serve just now gave Kempin an unprecedented sense of oppression, which Kempin had never felt in the West Coast Junior Tennis Tournament of the United States.

Atobe Keigo's strength is beyond Kebin's imagination.

"This feeling of oppression, this guy is so strong!" Kebin gritted his teeth and clenched the racket in his hand again.

The center of gravity sinks.

Kebin's eyes were fixed on Keigo Atobe's movements, and his legs were spread apart, without any carelessness before.

Kevin knew that too.

Facing a master of the level of Keigo Atobe, if I still hold the attitude of contempt just now, I am afraid that I will lose and call it ugly.

"Are you serious?"

"However, that's all!" Looking at Kaibin who had regained his posture, Keigo Atobe showed a hint of disdain in his eyes.

For Keigo Atobe.

Even if Kebin is serious now, it's just an extra effort.

Arm raised.

Keigo Atobe tossed the tennis ball up again.

boom!
A yellow-green streamer appeared above the court again, and it was still the amazing Tannhauser serving!
call out!
A roar!
The tennis ball fell into Kempin's half court in an instant.

"So fast!"

"And this serve doesn't have any rebound at all. Does Nihong still have such a master?" Kebin's eyes were fixed.

Facing Keigo Atobe's first ball, Kebin didn't see the trajectory of Tannhauser's serve at all.

And now.

When Kebin focused his attention to the extreme, he still could only see a faint afterimage!

boom!
After the tennis ball left a clear ball mark on Kebin's half court, it quickly shuttled out of the court from Kebin's side again.

"30:0!"

"Little devil! If you only have this kind of strength, then there is no need to continue this game!" Keigo Atobe's cold voice continued to ring.

"very good!"

"Then it will be as you wish!" Kebin's eyes were full of anger.

Keigo Atobe's attitude made Kebin feel extremely angry.

It's just that when the score is behind, no matter what Kebin says now, it's just like a loser barking.

"Ha ha……"

"Then continue to indulge in my grandpa's magnificent skills!" After Keigo Atobe whispered, he threw the tennis ball into the air again.

boom!
Streamer burst!

Tannhauser's serve once again appeared on the court!

"Is it this kind of serve again?" Kebin roared after seeing Keigo Atobe's serve. "I won't lose to something like this!"

(End of this chapter)