Prince of Tennis Fraudster

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boom!

With a soft thud, the tennis ball shot out swiftly.

"That speed?"

Inui's eyes narrowed. Atobe's serve was too fast. As far as he knew, apart from the instantaneous serve he had seen before, only their captain Tezuka's serve could compare to it.

Mukahi smirked and said, "It's here, Atobe's super-fast serve. At that speed, that guy is probably..."

However, his words were abruptly cut off.

Tap tap!

A dark red figure, resembling a cheetah, moved swiftly towards the landing point of the tennis ball.

The aura of a ferocious beast.

Dark red and dark red swirled around Niou. Watching the tennis ball fall at high speed, he stretched his racket forward and flicked it sharply.

"Super bounce?!"

Shishido was surprised. This guy, who looked so frail, was fighting so fiercely.

boom!

On the field, two figures ran back and forth.

One side is ruthless, and the other side is equally unyielding.

No one expected that the competition would start with such a fierce battle.

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tread!tread!

Outside the stadium, many people rushed over to watch the match after hearing the news of Atobe's participation. When they saw the two fiercely battling it out, many felt a shiver run down their spines and kept their eyes wide open, not daring to relax for a moment.

"I didn't expect such an intense fight to start off like this!"

"Ok!"

Dressed casually, Tachibana stood in the middle of the crowd with his younger sister, Tachibana An, Ibu, and Kamio. He didn't exude any special aura, watching the match like an ordinary person.

boom!

Niou gradually approached the net from the baseline, like a fierce wolf, constantly encroaching on Atobe's defensive range.

Kamio exclaimed, "This guy is even more intense than during the last match!"

Tachibana An and Ibu beside him nodded slightly. Almost as soon as he came up, Niou unleashed the same kind of momentum he had shown in his final showdown with Tachibana.

Ju raised an eyebrow slightly and said calmly, "His beastly aura has increased."

After their battle, this guy seemed to have absorbed some of his lion's aura, becoming even more ferocious.

"A terrifying guy..."

Powerful people are not scary; what is truly frightening is someone who continues to grow at a visible rate.

"Oh, right..."

Ju's eyes narrowed slightly. He remembered the match a week ago. Niou seemed to be exhausted and was being harmed by that strange state, eventually falling and getting injured.

But at this moment, Niou was full of energy and kept attacking.

He seemed to have guessed something, a knowing smile playing on his lips. "This guy is no simpleton..."

He was wrong, and so was Qian Sui.

"Atobe Keigo?"

Looking at Atobe, who was enduring Niou's attacks and seemed to be on the verge of collapse but had not lost a single point, he chuckled and said, "A decent opponent."

Perfect, this will allow us to test his conjecture.

boom!

Niou fought with increasing ferocity and ferocity, leaving the ordinary members of Hyotei speechless.

"You can't be kidding me, right? Captain Atobe was actually getting beaten up?"

"Damn it, this can't be real."

"Captain Atobe must be testing his opponent, that's for sure!"

There was skepticism, shock, and also self-consolation.

However, after two minutes of intense fighting, Atobe's defense began to falter, allowing Niou to seize the opportunity and score repeatedly.

boom!

"0-15!"

boom!

"0-30!"

boom!

"0-40!"

Under Niou's attack, Atobe suffered repeated defeats.

"Hey!"

Kirihara chuckled softly, "What kind of Atobe is this? He can't even withstand an attack of this magnitude?"

"This level? Akaya, you really dare to say that!"

Marui, standing nearby, wiped the cold sweat from his brow and chuckled, "You should observe the trajectory of the tennis ball before you speak!"

The trajectory of a tennis ball?

Kirihara blinked. He had indeed been intimidated by Niou's aura and hadn't observed him much. Calming himself down, he focused his eyes on the tennis ball flying back and forth, and gradually, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He stammered, "This...this kind of attack!!"

The tennis ball wasn't hit with brute force; it was imbued with considerable spin. As the ball spun, the surrounding air currents swirled into a mist-like mist, enveloping it layer by layer. Without exceptional eyesight and a high degree of concentration, one couldn't even see where the ball was going.

Speed, force, rotation, reaction...

The more you watch the duel between Atobe and Niou, the more you'll find yourself trembling with fear.

"Cuckoo..."

Among the ordinary members of Hyotei, a young man with brown hair whose teeth were chattering constantly caught the attention of those around him.

"Hiyoshi, what's wrong? Are you alright?"

However, the young man's eyes widened even more, and blood vessels even appeared at the corners of his eyes.

"Hey! What's wrong with him?"

"Who knows? I guess he was relegated to the bench and he's unhappy about it."

"Hey, keep your voices down, don't let him hear."

Hiyoshi Waka, a second-year regular at Hyotei High School, is very strong, but he wasn't selected by the coach. In this match against Rikkai, he was relegated to the bench and could only stand among the regular players.

He could hear the whispers around him clearly, but he disdained to argue with these fools. His gaze was fixed on the two figures on the field.

Watching their increasingly blurred movements, he muttered to himself, "Atobe, one day I will replace you!"

Swish!

After receiving the tennis ball in the backcourt, Niou tilted his racket slightly, causing the ball to roll and rub against him quickly before slamming it out.

Whoosh!

The tennis ball, traversing a huge arc, was hit behind Atobe.

"Ha, is this all you're capable of?"

Seeing that he couldn't break through on the last ball, Atobe, who had adopted a technical attack, smirked and quickly moved to the baseline to receive the ball.

"Oh?"

Upon seeing Niou make a cutting motion, Atobe raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised, but calmly walked quickly to the net.

"This Atobe..."

Sanada frowned. The match seemed to be in Niou's control, his aggressive style forcing his opponent to retreat repeatedly. But Atobe's net play appeared very relaxed, as if he were strolling leisurely.

Calm, composed, and elegant.

He was like a hunting nobleman, chasing his prey on horseback, not in a hurry to shoot, but enjoying the struggle of the beast until it was exhausted before finally killing it.

Kitaen frowned slightly, while Sakaki beside him said softly, "This is the emperor of Hyotei, Atobe Keigo."

He would sacrifice his dignity for the tennis club.

But once he got to the competition, his only goal was to please himself, nothing more.

Bang!

The tennis ball was lobbed high by Atobe, and Niou, who had been waiting at the net, suddenly jumped up.

boom!

With a smash close to the limit, the tennis ball was hit towards the corner where the baseline and sideline intersect.

"Game! Rikkai Niou, 0-1!"

Slurp~

bump!

However, Nioh slipped and fell heavily to the ground.

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