It is already rare for Akutsu to persist to this point. He briefly broke through the national level at the Kanto level, and even injured the national level Ninzu Yushi. This record is enough to be proud of.
After this competition, he might be able to master Kenpachi's momentum, and in the future he might even be able to master Shikai and Nosei.
By mistake, Yajiujin embarked on another path.
In the original work, Akutsu's ignorance was outrageous, but now it seems that he may not be destined for it.
"We won." Yushi Ninzu stood up, but his expression was very complicated.
The game seemed won, but actually lost.
His wrist could no longer support him from fighting.
Why is this happening?
Yushi Ninzu's eyes were a little confused.
In the past two years, he has been training a lot and often played against Atobe. After reaching the national level, he admitted that he had a short period of slack and expansion, but players who can reach the national level are ranked first in the country. He is also ranked high in the rankings, and he is fully qualified to be proud of it.
But.
This pride was shattered.
He walked off the field in a daze and returned to where he was.
"Good job." The coach gave him a compliment that was neither salty nor bland.
Renzu forced a smile.
Good job?
It's obviously very ugly.
"That guy from Fudomine is really like a monster. The Hyotei's national level was almost defeated."
"That Akutsu is really scary. He didn't seem to be that strong in previous games."
"Why do I feel that his progress is so fast?"
Even some viewers saw Akutsu's potential.
"But now Hyokui leads 2:1, it should be difficult for Fudo Peak."
"I don't know who will be the next singles player two, but Atobe Keigo should be the one singles player."
The discussion was lively.
Obviously, the match between Hyotei and Fudomine did not disappoint the audience.
"Hyotei should have won the competition, Atobe Keigo is also a national level player."
"That's not necessarily the case. The chief of Fudomine has never lost so far."
"Huh? Is it Qingxue? Have they finished the game?" There was a cry from the sidelines. On the other side, Qingxue was walking slowly.
They seemed to be breathing evenly and without exerting much effort.
The strength of Yinhua Middle School is good, but the gap between it and Qingxue is still too big.
"Qian, how is the situation?" The leader, Tezuka, led Qingxue to Qian's viewing position and asked.
The winner of Hyotei and Fudomine will compete with Seigaku in the finals, and their information is crucial, so Tezuka will let Miki temporarily skip the game and come to explore the information.
"Hyotei is now leading 2 to 1 and only lost to the Kyushu duo. Fudomine's doubles team is Ibu Fukaji and Kamio Akira, and Sanya Kutsujin's singles team lost to the national-level Yushi Ninzu. But in this game, Aya Jiujin has broken through to the national level.”
"Isn't it? National level? Are you kidding? That's not on the same level as Tezuka?" Kikumaru's eyes widened with disbelief on his face.
"He has made great progress!" Fuji Shusuke opened his eyes and said to himself solemnly.
He remembered that in the previous games, Akutsu only reached the Kanto level. He continued to improve in several games, and now he was able to compete with Ninzu Yushi.
In last year's national competition, Yushi Ninzu's performance was quite impressive.
"Then there are still two singles and one singles left." Dashi said.
"Yes, as expected, it's Jindai and Echizen. As long as Atobe faces Echizen, Hyokui will definitely win."
"Kamidai's character will not make such mistakes. Since he dares to arrange the game in this order, it shows that he is confident in winning." Tezuka shook his head: "If nothing else, Atobe's opponent will be Jindai. .”
"Two singles, between Hyotei Academy's Atobe Keigo and Fudomine's Kamishiro Ai." The referee announced the order of the match, and there were exclamations on the scene.
No one expected that the two ministers would face each other in a singles match.
"Hyou Emperor lost." Gan sighed: "We have to start preparing for the match with Fudo Peak. Our winning rate will not exceed 10%."
"10%? It's really a disappointing figure." Taocheng scratched his head helplessly.
Comparing the strength of both sides, Seigaku has two national-level players and Fudomine has four players. They are no longer on the same level.
"Ice Emperor~~~Ice Emperor~~~~" The cheerleaders in the stands roared with deafening cheers. The girls were sweating and showing off their graceful curves.
Since this regional competition, Hyotei's Emperor Atobe Keigo has never made a move.
This is his first shot this year.
In last year's competition, Atobe showed a strong level in the national competition.
He only lost to the Son of God Yukimura Seiichi.
The skills he displayed, his world on ice and his escape song towards frustration were impressive.
And his opponent is the always mysterious Kamidai Lan who makes his opponent collapse every time he makes a move. He even gets the nickname, the God of Death.
This game is destined to be the focus of the game.
"Kamidai, I didn't expect that the Tokyo Metropolitan Conference would have to play against you. Originally, I wanted to give my chance to the national competition." Atobe held the racket and stretched out his hand with a relaxed expression.
"I'm looking forward to competing with you, Atobe." Jindai Lan stretched out his hand.
"Let me see what progress you have made in the past few years."
"You'll see."
"For or against."
"just."
"You are lucky, you have to let me see your gorgeous skills."
The two turned around and came to their own half.
"Now we have a two-on-one match between Fudomine's Kamishiro Ai and Hyotei Academy's Atobe Keigo. The match begins."
"The ball will be served by Keigo Atobe of Hyotei Academy."
"Pah, pah, pah." Atobe slapped the tennis ball, took a deep breath, and his eyes were more focused than ever before.
He has innate insight and can detect the opponent's weaknesses through the details of the game.
This is what he relied on in this game.
"Whoa!" Atobe threw the tennis ball, jumped up on his knees, raised his arms, stretched his body, and slammed down the racket.
"boom!"
In a flash, the tennis ball instantly crossed the net, hit the ground hard, and bounced up.
"What a fast speed!! Is this the strength of Hyōtei's chief, Atobe Keigo?" people on the sidelines exclaimed.
This simple serve perfectly demonstrates power and speed.
"So fast." Kikumaru rubbed his eyes. He could not see clearly at all. His eyes were so sore.
However, facing such a serve, Kamishiro Ami only took half a step back, and with a light move of his right hand, the tennis ball immediately entered the racket obediently, turning into a streamer and flying back to the half of the court, even faster than when it came. point.
Staring at the speeding tennis ball, Atobe's body sank slightly, his eyes were stern, and he carefully observed the rotation and route of the ball.
"Ordinary topspin." After making a judgment, he took steps, put slight pressure on the racket in his right hand, and hit hard toward the landing point.
"Bang." The moment the ball and racket were about to touch, a strange airflow suddenly appeared around the tennis ball. The rotation suddenly changed, and it deftly passed over the racket, hit the ground, and flew out of the court.
"15-0."
The whole place was silent.
"This is..." Atobe frowned.
"Eight of the Binding Dao: Rebuke." Shendailan said with a smile.
(End of chapter)
