Prince of Tennis Fraudster

Kitazono, startled, immediately stood up. The Rikkai members were also surprised, with Kirihara exclaiming, "Are you alright, Niou-senpai?"

"fine."

Niou got up, his deathly pale face quickly turning rosy, and he said with a wry smile, "It was just a pebble, I didn't notice it."

As he spoke, he kicked a small pebble in front of the net out of bounds.

"Are you really alright...?"

However, Atobe pulled back the two fingers that had been resting on his nose, and the corner of his mouth lifted slightly.

Niou may be able to conceal it quickly, but he can't escape his eyes.

tread!tread!

Seeing that Niou's actions were no different from usual, Atobe's eyes narrowed slightly. When Niou walked, his heels would unconsciously rise a few millimeters.

"Is it an abdominal injury, or a ligament injury?"

If it's the former, Niou might be able to continue. If it's the latter, and he forces himself to keep going, his future tennis career will be ruined.

As they passed each other after switching venues, Atobe muttered, "It's probably best not to force yourself."

"Oh?"

Niou turned around in surprise, his fox-like eyes narrowing slightly, and smiled, "Atobe-kun, have you misunderstood something?"

"Ah……"

With a soft chuckle, Atobe shook his head, turned away, and ignored the other person.

"Are you forcing yourself to keep going just for the sake of saving face? Niou Masaharu, I originally thought you were a Sanada-level figure, but now it seems that you lack not only strength, but also the mentality of a true strongman."

Atobe's initial interest in Niou began to wane due to Niou's condition and reaction.

Shiba Saori frowned slightly: "What did they say?"

Inoue shook his head and said, "I don't know, but judging from Atobe's reaction, it probably wasn't a pleasant exchange."

As for Qian, who was standing next to him, he vaguely guessed what was going on, considering that King Ren had just fallen unexpectedly.

After switching sides, Niou switched his racket to his right hand.

Outside the stadium, Tachibana An blinked: "What's this?"

Kamio said uncertainly, "It looks like it's that super strong topspin serve."

Snapped!

Snapped!

After tapping the tennis ball twice, Niou tossed it into the air.

call!

At the same time, he jumped up with both feet and swung his right arm, swinging the racket down from behind his head to hit the ball.

boom!

With a crisp sound of the ball hitting the net, the tennis ball transformed into a blurry, pale yellow parabola, flying over the net and quickly falling in front of Atobe.

Feng exclaimed in surprise, "So fast!"

"This speed..."

A strange light flashed in Ju's bright lion eyes.

Niou's serve speed is faster than when he played against him.

chi chi...

The tennis ball spun rapidly after landing, and Atobe narrowed his eyes, focusing his mental energy intensely.

Whoosh!

The tennis ball bounced backward with such a large arc that it left Hyotei's regular players speechless.

Shinobu couldn't help but exclaim, "What amazing external rotation!"

Swish!

Almost simultaneously, a silver-gray racket suddenly swung by, catching the tennis ball as it bounced back.

"Hiss..." Kirihara's eyes widened as he exclaimed, "You actually saw through Niou-senpai's topspin serve in one go?"

The other regulars from Rikkai were also somewhat surprised.

Liu calmly replied, "That's normal. Atobe's eyesight is much better than Tachibana's. Besides, Niou's serve has already revealed a lot of information."

Niou used a super topspin serve against both Akutsu and Tachibana, and collecting specific data on the serves was not a difficult task for Hyotei's intelligence team.

Similarly, Niou also understood this principle, but when he saw Atobe block the tennis ball, his face turned pale.

"Ah, there's a flaw."

Almost instantly, Atobe spotted an inconspicuous gap beside Niou.

boom!

The tennis ball was returned and hit Niou's side.

"0-15!"

"Impressive, that Niou didn't even react in time."

"As expected of Atobe, his return technique is still so strong!"

"It seems the game will be over soon."

Outside the stadium, those from other schools who knew how terrifying Atobe was looked at Niou with more sympathy.

"Didn't notice? I doubt it..."

Putting away his racket, Atobe's gaze lingered on Niou. He vaguely sensed a slight tremor near Niou's lower abdomen.

"Ha, no matter how well you hide it, it's useless. You're finished in this game!"

boom!

boom!

Switching the racket to his left hand, Niou resumed his fierce battle with Atobe. A beastly aura emanated from him as he moved closer and closer to the net.

However, in terms of playing style, it gives people a very awkward feeling.

boom!

"0-30!"

boom!

"0-40!"

"Hiss... Is Atobe finally getting serious? His speed, strength, and even reaction time have overwhelmed that Niou."

Kamio looked at the field in horror. It was clearly Niou who was attacking, but Atobe was gradually taking the lead.

"Do not……"

Ju shook his head, saying uncertainly, "That fall just now was probably not that simple."

boom!

"Game! Hyotei Atobe, 1-1!"

"Hyotei!" "Hyotei!" "Hyotei!"

"Atobe has won!" "Atobe has won!" "Atobe has won!"

The names 'Hyotei' and 'Atobe' resounded throughout the entire stadium.

The voice was like thunder, making Inoue's eardrums ache. He calmed his expression and said, "The morale that was interrupted by that Niou just now has not only recovered with the display of Atobe's strength, but is even stronger than before."

Saori Shiba sighed, "Now, that Niou is really in danger."

"Haha!!" Suddenly, a burst of laughter came from the ordinary members of Hyotei: "Look, that guy is almost crying from fright."

Swish!

When everyone looked up, they saw that the guy called Renwang's face turned pale.

"It really is true!"

"Ha, you've really embarrassed yourself now, haven't you?"

"Oh, the regular pick from the reigning champion Rikkai, is he really nothing special? Haha!!"

As the crowd cheered, the laughter of the Hyotei players echoed throughout the stadium.

Chapter Sixty-Six: A Rondo Towards Destruction [3/5, Please Subscribe!]

"whispering sound!"

Kirihara spat with displeasure. The arrogant manner of Niou just now was the complete opposite of his current behavior, which made him very unhappy.

Something's not right...

Yagyu frowned slightly, and Marui and Jackal beside him also frowned as they looked at Niou on the field.

Although he quickly composed himself, he couldn't hide the sweat beading on his forehead.

"Well……"

Liu's eyes widened slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in her deep brown pupils. "Could it be that just now... something's not right!"

He suddenly frowned, but did not draw a conclusion quickly.

Unlike his caution and understanding of Niou, the gazes of the other students toward Niou turned somewhat cold.

They'd seen plenty of arrogant people, like Atobe, whose lineup for every match was always incredibly impressive, a grand spectacle, like a king's coronation.

But most people have even greater awe and respect for Atobe.

Because he possesses the strength to back it up; he may be arrogant, but his power is even greater. You disagree? Then I'll beat you until you submit!

But Ren-oh, who made boastful remarks before the match, turned pale with fear during the game because of Hyotei's momentum. His performance was a disgraceful failure.

"I never expected Rikkai to recruit such regular players!"