The Holy Lord of Tennis, starting from seriously injuring Amadeus

Now between these two national players in the stadium, who is better? !

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Inside the competition stadium.

Atobe Keigo looked at the ball mark on his crotch with a somewhat ugly expression.

Crotch ball...

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I have to say that this was quite a humiliation for him.

But he also looked squarely at his opponent on the other side of the court again.

"Bei Xiao...very good! Your strength has been recognized by my uncle!"

"You are fully qualified to join the main selection list!"

"But you also have to pay the price for the goal you just made!"

"And the price is... to surrender to my magnificent skills!"

Hearing his "bold words", Bei Xiao frowned slightly: "There's so much nonsense!"

Atobe Keigo's expression darkened, and he took out a spare tennis ball from his pocket and served again.

This time, he was clearly completely serious.

Pride does not mean stupidity.

Every national level player needs to be taken seriously.

He didn't want to lose a game because he underestimated his opponent.

"Bam—"

The same serving path, but the power and ball speed have obviously reached a higher level.

Atobe Keigo's national-level strength is definitely not weak among all the national-level junior high school students in Neon! !

But the same serve failed to threaten Bei Xiao for the first time.

Can this be achieved by being a little stronger the second time?

The answer is obvious.

"Bam—"

Switch hands to hit the ball in the same way.

The speed of the ball was also too fast for Keigo Atobe to react to.

Once again, Atobe Keigo could only feel the vibration of the tennis ball hitting the court under his feet, and the sound of the guardrail being hit could be heard in his ears.

Except for another distinct ball mark on the court, everything seems to be the same.

It was like time went back dozens of seconds.

Atobe Keigo stood there with blank eyes, obviously unable to accept such a result.

Without even noticing it, a drop of sweat appeared on his temples and slid down his cheeks.

Facing a counterattack that failed to capture the trajectory of the ball for the second time, the ice king's inner pressure was already rising.

0-30!

The second team outside the stadium obviously did not expect that Keigo Atobe would score so easily on a counterattack again.

Bei Xiao's national-level strength is no longer what they care about at this time.

They just feel that, judging from the situation of these two goals...

As the Ice Emperor, Atobe Keigo has already begun to show his failings! !

It was obviously the opponent who had the first serve, but Bei Xiao, the "newcomer", completely grasped the rhythm of the game! !

Sakaki Taro and Ninzu Yushi also frowned.

It was also the first time that they saw Atobe Keigo in such an obvious dilemma.

...

5 minute later.

There were obviously more than 200 people gathered around the competition stadium, but now it was eerily quiet.

Just because the score in the stadium has reached 5-0!

After two consecutive goals were scored by Bei Xiao in the first game, Keigo Atobe's demonstrated strength did not decline due to frustration.

But his mentality was somewhat affected.

The following games made him more and more at a loss.

Just because whether it was his own serve or Bei Xiao's serve.

He couldn't catch any ball played by Bei Xiao.

Just the sheer speed of the ball made him feel confused.

"Whoohoo-"

The psychological pressure made Atobe Keigo gasp for air, his eyes fixed on Bei Xiao's palm holding the racket.

Reflexes, speed, ball control, power...

Even the serves and returns he played with his left and right hands left him unable to find any loopholes.

For the first time, Atobe Keigo realized that there was actually an opponent that prevented him from finding the blind spot.

Moreover, this is after playing 5 games! !

So now he could only catch a trace of the trajectory of Bei Xiao's ball.

But he wasn't even [-]% sure of how to fight back!

Seeing with your eyes and responding with a racket in hand are two different things in terms of ability! !

Bei Xiao, on the other hand, was holding a tennis ball in his hand and looking at Keigo Atobe, who was staring at his racquet palm across the court.

"Have you not given up on finding my blind spot?"

"But as you have lost the opportunity to take the lead in this game, shouldn't you think carefully about how to defend your blind spot?"

"If you want to score, at least learn to defend first..."

Atobe Keigo was taken aback.

And his expression was clearly seen by Bei Xiao.

"That's it..."

"The last game of this game will let you clearly understand your current blind spot!"

"Just think of it as a stepping-down gift for you, the guy who is about to step down as Minister of the Ice Emperor!"

Bei Xiao calmly said words that made everyone in the audience stunned.

Sakaki Taro couldn't help but murmured the subconscious guess in his heart: "In the last game...could it be that Bei Xiao wants to play...instruction ball with Atobe Keigo?!"

When his voice fell.

Bei Xiao also raised his hand and threw the tennis ball lightly.

Amidst the indescribable complex expressions of everyone present, he hit a light serve...

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"asshole!!"

"Coach my uncle to play?! What qualifications do you have!!"

"Ahhhhh!!"

Atobe Keigo looked at the tennis ball slowly flying towards his position.

The feeling of incomparable humiliation once again filled his heart.

He Atobe Keigo...

The majestic Ice Emperor! !

One of the few national-level players in Neon Junior High School was actually being coached? !

He gripped the racket with all his strength and struck away angrily.

At this moment, his last sanity had been wiped away by Bei Xiao's ball.

anger! ! !

With endless anger, he wanted Bei Xiao to pay the due price for this low-handed serve! !

"Bam—"

The impactful straight ball rushed straight towards Bei Xiao.

But when Bei Xiao saw this scene, he slowly raised his racket again and said softly: "Has your mentality completely collapsed..."

"If you send the ball to your opponent when you are not sure, perhaps you can only be described as stupid!"

"Bam—"

Backhand chipping.

While catching the ball easily, a strong backspin suddenly appeared on the ball.

Atobe Keigo didn't hesitate at all and rushed towards the net.

But Bei Xiao watched his movements indifferently.

When the tennis ball flew over the net and plummeted almost parallel to the net, Atobe Keigo, who barely managed to reach the midfield position, became anxious.

Regardless of his so-called "gorgeousness", he dived to save the ball.

"Bang!!"

The tennis ball hit the racket Keigo Atobe placed underneath and bounced at the same time.

Atobe Keigo's body also fell to the ground.

But before he could stand up despite the pain, a shadow had already covered his body.

"This ball tells you that your speed is too slow! It's just a short ball of this level, and you can't even keep up with running at full speed!"

Bei Xiao said coldly in mid-air and waved the racket casually.

"Bam—"

The tennis ball shot out immediately, hitting Keigo Atobe who had not yet gotten up, and bounced out of the court.

15-0!

Atobe Keigo gritted his teeth and climbed up, his eyes almost burning when he looked at Bei Xiao.

The handle of the racket also made a "sizzling" sound when he held it.

It seemed like it would be crushed in the next second.

But Bei Xiao had no intention of paying attention to the other party. This "resignation ceremony" has just begun!

...

"Reckless! Is your mentality so unbalanced that you can't even find your own basic defensive openings? Or is it that your mind can only do one thing at the same time? Besides attacking, it's all about defense?"

"Bam—"

30-0!

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