I'm in NetKing, and I have a tennis mini-game

Chapter 371: Atobe is forced into a desperate situation

quiet!
The huge stadium suddenly became quiet.

Both middle school and high school students were looking at the handsome boy with stiff movements at the bottom line in shock.

"No. blind spots?!"

Atobe narrowed his eyes and fixed his gaze on his opponent. In the previous moment, he was unable to see clearly how his opponent hit the tennis ball.

"really."

His eyes fixed, and he subconsciously exerted more force on the hand holding the racket: "This guy has been hiding his strength all along."

If you look at it this way.

The other party's panic and shock just now were just a deliberate performance for him to see.

"Atobe was tricked!"

Shishido frowned slightly and said, "Irie-senpai's show of weakness was very successful. Atobe was completely fooled."

"Ah."

Hiyoshi and Mukai nodded.

On the cliff behind the mountain, they lived and trained with Irie for nearly a month, and they knew each other's strength and character very well.

In a way, compared to the stern and demanding demon, Irie, who usually smiles and looks gentle, is more dangerous.

Oshitari and Akutagawa also narrowed their eyes.

They knew very well that the reason why Atobe was able to score points in one go and with overwhelming momentum in previous games was largely due to his ability to see into the opponent's weaknesses through the [Ice World].

but now.

The ice world was disintegrated.

If Atobe wants to score, he must further improve his eyesight. Otherwise, the next game may not be so easy.

After all, although Atobe is very strong, he still has some hidden tricks that he has not used yet. But Oshitari has a hunch that Irie may also have some very powerful trump cards hidden.

"Atobe-kun."

on the field.

Irie looked at his opponent with a smile: "You seem very unhappy that you didn't win the game in one go. Let me guess, you are planning to further unleash your strength, right?"

Atobe didn't answer.

But he felt a little unhappy with Irie for no reason. He wanted to shut him up with a tennis ball.

"bring it on."

Irie took out the tennis ball and said with a smile, "Don't be polite, come over here!"

Bang!
Immediately.

He hit the tennis ball over.

The serve was very fast, but Atobe's reaction was not slow. The moment the tennis ball landed, he moved to the front of the route and swung the racket in his hand quickly.

Bang!
A crisp sound was heard.

A streak of light shot out like a gust of wind, aiming at Irie's backhand position and falling rapidly.

"Ah, ah, ah."

Irie seemed to have not expected Atobe's reaction to be so quick and intense.

After seeing the trajectory of the tennis ball, he seemed to be startled and ran towards the landing point in a hurry.

Snapped!
After finally catching up, he hit the tennis ball back in a somewhat messy manner.

"Humph!"

Seeing this, Atobe sneered.

He knew very well that Irie's panicked look was just a show for him.

"Does this guy really think I'm an idiot?"

Thoughts turned.

Atobe quickly caught up with the tennis ball and launched a more aggressive attack with a cold look in his eyes.

"Oops!"

On the other side, Irie, who had finally scored the last goal, showed a panicked expression again.

Subsequently.

He reacted quickly again, rushing towards the tennis ball in a hurry. It took him a lot of effort to hit the tennis ball back.

"This"

Everyone was stunned.

Especially some other junior high school students, such as Kirihara, Kamio and others who stayed in the base, looked at Irie in disbelief.

unimaginable.

This was actually the reaction of a master who scored a goal against Tomokazu and silenced the entire audience.

"Is he acting?"

The corner of Kikumaru's mouth twitched: "It's too fake. Not to mention Atobe-senpai, even Horio can't be fooled, right?"

"Forehead."

Hear the words.

The expressions of the people in Qingxue couldn't help but become strange.

But Tezuka and Fuji's expressions were still very serious. Admittedly, Irie's acting was very poor, but such a person didn't look like someone who could defeat Atobe with one goal.

After all, moves and actions can be imitated deliberately, but the flawless and detached temperament when he just killed Atobe cannot be acted out.

Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
but.

As the game continues.

Under the attack of Atobe, Irie was in a state of extreme embarrassment. Gradually, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his unnecessary movements became more and more noticeable.

He looked as if he was forced into a state of panic and disarray.

"Irie-senpai."

Liu narrowed his eyes. Even though Atobe was very powerful, he didn't think that Irie would be easily suppressed.

"Is there a possibility?"

At this time, Qian next to him suddenly said, "He was also acting, but because he was too immersed in the role, he really got into the play. By the time he wanted to change his tactics, it was too late."

"This"

Hear the words.

The others were stunned.

Qian's guess seemed absurd at first, but if you look closely at Rujiang's current state, there is no trace of acting at all. This seems to confirm Qian's guess.

but.

People like Tezuka and Fuji still had doubts in their hearts. For them, anything was possible before the outcome of the match was decided.

Snapped!
But that's it.

While attacking, Atobe suddenly shot an arrow and knocked the racket out of Irie's hand.

"This is."

Everyone's eyelids jumped, and Hyotei's team members were so excited that they blurted out: "Atobe's ultimate move is the waltz towards destruction!"

Swish!
midair.

Atobe leaped into the air like an eagle, holding the racket with one hand and made a smash.

"I wonder if you can continue acting this time!"

Thoughts turned.

With a gleam in his eyes, he aimed at Irie's side, the crystal icicle that represented his weakness, and smashed the tennis ball out.

Bang!
Smashing sound.

But at the same time, the ice pillar that represented Irie's blind spot in Atobe's eyes also shattered at the same time.

"what?!"

Atobe's pupils shrank.

Immediately.

Then Rujiang reached out with a smile on his face, picked up the racket on the ground, and hit the incoming ball.

Bang!
A pale yellow light bloomed beneath Atobe, whose feet had not yet touched the ground.

"30-0!"

The referee spoke, and the entire stadium fell silent again.

"Gudu."

Hiyoshi, Feng and the others swallowed subconsciously.

It was the first time they saw someone use this method to break through Atobe's special move.

"so."

Oshitari looked at Irie with a serious look in his eyes: "He was acting all along, including when his racket was knocked away by Atobe. He was actually acting for us on purpose."

"Well."

Hear the words.

Shishido, Akutagawa, Mukai and the others couldn't help but look down. It was the first time they had seen a contestant with such a bad taste. He treated the competition as a stage for performance and used the performance to make the opponent take action for fun.

"Atobe."

immediately.

Everyone looked towards Atobe.

The first time might be considered a mistake, but being fooled by the opponent twice in a row is really embarrassing.

Especially this is Hyotei's minister, the arrogant and ridiculously self-esteemed Atobe Keigo.

The members of Hyotei were the most nervous.

Because they didn't know whether Atobe, who was humiliated repeatedly, would lose his mind.

but.

Surprisingly, Atobe didn't show any expression and just turned and left.

"Oh?"

Seeing this, Irie raised his eyebrows in surprise: "As expected of a minister of Hyotei, your control over emotions is indeed quite good."

Bang!
Subsequently.

He hit the serve and waited for Atobe's next attack.

As a result, the opponent did not attack as aggressively as before. Instead, he used left and right slices to start a tug-of-war at the baseline.

"Calm down?"

Irie raised his brows slightly: "You didn't take the initiative anymore and chose to test your opponent's strength. I have to say that your fighting style is very stable, but... too boring!"

Bang!
Immediately.

Irie takes action.

He suddenly increased his hitting speed and hit the tennis ball to the corner of Atobe's backhand. After the opponent counterattacked, he hit it in the opposite direction again.

Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
After several rounds in a row, Tezuka was beaten completely without any resistance.

Bang!
finally.

Irie hit the ball diagonally and scored the point.

"40-0!"

"Is that the only extent?"

Irie raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Atobe with dissatisfaction: "I thought you were different from ordinary players. It seems I was wrong. After all, you can't get rid of that tacky tennis."

Bang!
Done.

He hit the tennis ball again.

Afterwards, Irie exploded with his strength and attacked at an extremely fast pace, completely defeating Atobe and making him unable to raise his head.

Bang!
Another goal, winning the game.

"Game!"

"Irie, 1-3!"

As Irie became more serious, the situation changed.

And then, his fighting style became more and more fierce, attacking completely at Tobe's weaknesses, as if he wanted to make the opponent look bad in public.

“This guy’s tennis.”

Outside the stadium, representatives from various schools frowned.

Yes, Irie’s tennis is very powerful, with a sharp style and a fast pace, and even Atobe found it difficult to cope with it for a while.

but.

This style of play was clearly intended to embarrass Atobe. Could it be that the purpose of his playing on the court was to satisfy his own vulgar taste?

Bang!
"Game!"

"Irie, 2-3!"

but.

The situation of the game, however, completely tilted to Irie's side. This made him even more proud, and he kept mocking Atobe, his face full of arrogance.

"Well, he is the kind of player who uses his opponent's emotional feedback to satisfy his own needs, right?"

At this time, Guan Yue said thoughtfully: "People like this don't care about the score, they just want to make their opponents look bad and they will get satisfaction."

Hear the words.

The others had strange expressions on their faces, while the members of Hyotei looked at each other in bewilderment.

Because if they remembered correctly, the former Teibu enjoyed humiliating and belittling their opponents on the court.

It wasn't until Ishikawa showed up, swept Hyotei like a sudden out of nowhere, and even defeated Atobe, that his personality and fighting style changed.

did not expect.

On this court, they actually saw the original and most primitive appearance of the Atomic Force.

Bang!
Another buzzer-beater.

The referee on the high chair said with a serious face: "Game! Irie, 3-3!"

In a blink of an eye, Irie won three games in a row and tied the score he lost to Atobe because he deliberately showed weakness.

Off the field.

The high school students were fine, but the faces of the middle school students were somewhat solemn. Although Irie's personality was very bad, his strength was real.

It’s hard to imagine how frustrated they would feel if they were suppressed by such people!

But unfortunately, Atobe is an extremely competitive person. With his arrogant personality since childhood, coupled with his own resources, talents and strength, his self-esteem is probably stronger than anyone else.

Faced with such a situation, it would probably be more painful for him than killing him, right?
"What's wrong, Atobe-kun?"

On the court, seeing Atobe lowering his head and not saying a word, Irie said with a smile: "The captain of Hyotei should not be limited to this level, right? Let me see your real ability."

He was still taunting Atobe.

And when he spoke, his triumphant and arrogant look made the people around him, especially the members of Hyotei's team, very angry.

If it were them, they would have exploded long ago. They would risk their lives to make the other party pay the price.

But Jibe remained silent.

The way he lowered his head looked as if his heart had been shaken by his opponent and his faith had collapsed.

"Atobe."

Oshitari looked worried.

Although he knew very well that if he was really mad at Irie's words and launched a counterattack, he would definitely fall into the opponent's trap.

but.

The state of the axe is too low.

He was very worried that the other party was really broken by Irie and couldn't even think of fighting back or resisting.

or.

Atobe was frightened by the opponent's performance.

I was afraid that if I took it seriously, the other party would catch me. So I was indecisive and fell into hesitation.

Either way, it's not good news for Atobe. Oshitari even guessed that the high school student named Irie wanted to see exactly the reaction Atobe has now.

"Well!"

Think of this.

Ninzu's heart shuddered.

Because he found that no matter how Atobe reacted, it seemed to be in Irie's calculations. To some extent, Atobe had even fallen into Irie's "ice world", which was full of loopholes.

"Ah."

but.

At this moment, Atobe smiled.

Under the surprised gazes of others, he slowly raised his head and looked at Irie across from him calmly: "Nothing, I just think that the game should start from now on."

Ok?
Hear the words.

Everyone frowned even deeper and looked at Atobe with even more confusion.

"interesting."

After hearing what Atobe said, Irie laughed: "I was right, you are different from those cliché guys."

At this time.

He no longer had the smug look he had before, and instead, he was showing appreciation for Atobe.

"This"

See this.

Others were still confused.

"I see."

Oshitari reacted and said thoughtfully: "Atobe has never been discouraged by the opponent's words. What he wanted from the beginning was just to return to the original score."

score?

Swish!
Everyone looked up at the words [3-3] on the scoreboard, and they couldn't help but show a look of realization.

(End of this chapter)