Tennis: Let you take charge of the youth school, and all become professionals

"I saw it all."

"It's clear as day."

Boom——! !

The tennis ball flew out quickly and landed at Saito Asuka's feet.

"15-0."

Saito Asuka's eyes widened and his body stiffened.

"I can't react at all."

"This guy is aiming at my blind spot, an absolute blind spot!"

"It seems like he sees through me from head to toe."

Saito Asuka looked at Atobe Keigo in disbelief.

On his Sakura team uniform.

A badge with the number "8" on it glows brightly in the sunlight.

"Only No. 8? This guy is only No. 8 in the Sakura team?"

"So how terrifying is No. 1's strength?"

Saito Asuka glanced at Chen Fan who was resting with his eyes closed opposite him.

Couldn't help but swallow.

“Is this the world?”

"Hey, stop looking. Ten lives won't be enough to fight that monster."

Atobe Keigo's voice came from the other side.

"If you think that goal just now was world-class."

"That would be naive."

Om-! !

Atobe Keigo's words were like a bolt of lightning to Saito Asuka's heart.

what? !

That goal just now, wasn't up to world-class standards?!

The No. 8 on the opposite side? ! Did I underestimate him? !

"The world is more wonderful than you think, kid."

Om-! !

Atobe Keigo was speaking.

The temperature on the court suddenly dropped.

Everyone couldn't help but shudder.

"Hey, hey, hey! What's going on?! Isn't there still the sun in the sky?!"

"The weather forecast said it would be 30 degrees today! Why is it so cold?"

"What's going on with this sudden cold wave? A-choo!"

"Look!? Frost is starting to form on the railings!"

"Really! White smoke is coming out of my mouth as I talk!"

“What the hell… is going on?!”

The players watching were all surprised by the sudden change in weather.

They never dreamed that it was caused by playing tennis.

The changes on the court were completely beyond their understanding.

323. This is world-class ball skills!!

"This guy Atobe is really...too high-profile..."

Kimute Nagashiro shook his head helplessly and couldn't help shuddering.

It was 30 degrees Celsius today, and he was only wearing a Higa Junior High School vest, with the Sakura team's uniform tied around his waist.

Now there are players watching the game all around.

As a member of the Sakura team, he must maintain a cool attitude and create an image of unfathomable strength.

Otherwise, wouldn't it seem a bit lame to put on the coat in a messy manner in front of everyone?

"Ah sneeze!"

Chen Fan, who was resting with his eyes closed, couldn't help but sneeze.

"It's so cold all of a sudden. It's killing me."

Chen Fan couldn't help but complain.

Even though he was wearing the Sakura team's jacket, the temperature had dropped all the way to zero degrees.

And it's still dropping, so it's bound to get even colder.

Chen Fan looked up.

Kimite Nagashiro was wearing a vest from Higa Junior High School, with the Sakura team uniform wrapped around his waist, and was watching the game with his arms folded across his chest.

"That... wooden hand."

"Ok?"

"are not you cold?"

"No...it's not cold. We've seen this kind of extreme weather a lot in Okinawa! It's no big deal!"

Kimetsu Nagashiro forced himself to straighten his back and smiled at Chen Fan, looking like a real man.

"Boom-shaking mud?"

“There were no 12 questions at all!!”

Kimetsu Eishiro tried to be tough.

"That's great! Lend me your coat! I can't stand it anymore! I'm freezing!"

As Chen Fan spoke, he pulled the coat off Bo Te Yong Shi Lang's waist and put it on himself.

With two team uniforms and a black windbreaker, Chen Fan immediately felt much more comfortable. He smiled happily and continued to close his eyes to rest.

Poor Kide Nagashiro just gritted his teeth and pretended to remain calm.

"Eishiro? Aren't you cold?"

Yukimura Seiichi asked with a surprised look on his face, putting on the coat he had draped over his shoulders.

"It's not cold... not cold at all!"

Kimetsu Eishiro's stubborn words came out from between his teeth.

……

on the field.

The temperature plummeted.

In the sky, under the invasion of the cold current, white snowflakes are slowly floating.

"It's snowing!? It's snowing!?"

"This is crazy, crazy! It's fall!? October! It's snowing in October?"

"The sudden change in weather makes me feel like something is not right."

"Hey, hey, hey, the snow is getting heavier, is this okay?"

"The wind is getting stronger, how about we take shelter?"

"It looks like a snowstorm is coming, does anyone have an umbrella?"

"It's sunny today, the temperature is 30 degrees, who would bring an umbrella?!"

The snow is getting heavier.

A layer of ice crystals also formed on the surface of the tennis ball in Keigo Atobe's hand.

"call……"

Atobe Keigo slowly exhaled a breath of hot air, which turned into thick white mist.

"Open your eyes, kid."

"This is the skill that can be used on the world stage."

Boom——! !

Atobe Keigo hit the frozen tennis ball hard with his racket.

When the racket touched the tennis ball, the ice crystals on the outside cracked instantly, and a sound like breaking glass was heard.

Followed by.

The wind and snow on the field suddenly increased in intensity.

Heading towards Saito Asuka on the opposite side.

boom--! !

boom--! !

boom--! !

boom--! !

……

The white snow kept flying, covering the entire stadium, making it impossible to see the situation on the court clearly.

Even the camera images were constantly showing snowy screens, giving the coaches in the monitoring room a headache.

Many players watching the game reached out and grabbed the wire mesh or railings on the court to avoid being blown away by the blizzard.

The blizzard continued for a minute.

Snapped--! !

suddenly.

The wind stopped.

The snow also stopped abruptly.

Everyone on the court wore a white snow hat on their head.

Inside the stadium.

The snow even reached the ankles.

The surrounding wire mesh was covered with long ice crystals.

In the sunlight, it sparkles, slowly melts, and drips water.

And across the stadium.

Saito Asuka fell in the snow, her racket was broken and the strings were snapped in the middle.

The tennis ball lay quietly beside his hand.

Saito Asuka lost consciousness and fainted due to hypothermia.

Atobe Keigo slowly walked up to him.

"Heh, facing such a blizzard, you don't want to dodge but fight back..."

"The personality is unexpectedly strong."

"But it's quite to my taste."