Chapter 372: Broken Kingdom, Terrifying Acting

"This guy is quite a man of integrity!"

Outside the court.

Kaji, who realized what Atobe was thinking, said with appreciation: "He didn't want to take advantage of Irie, so he deliberately let her win two games. I like this character!"

Others also nodded.

Let alone Atobe's strength, just his character of not taking the gains and losses of a game or a point to heart is hard to dislike.

As for Irie.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this guy is also deliberately irritating his opponent. But now it seems that he has done something wrong.

"Then."

Irie's round face showed a faint smile: "Let me see how strong you are when you are serious!"

"No problem."

Atobe looked calm, glanced at his opponent calmly, and held the tennis ball in his hand.

Buzz!

Soon.

A golden light bloomed around him.

"This kind of aura."

Seeing this, Maori, Hara Tetsuya and others changed their eyes slightly.

They felt an unspeakable depression from Atobe's aura.

"Tang, Huaisser serves!"

Bang!

Suddenly.

Atobe hit the tennis ball out.

Colorful light burst out, and after the tennis ball landed, it slid out at an amazing speed.

"So fast!!!"

Seeing the speed of this serve, Maori and Hara Tetsuya's faces suddenly changed.

In their opinion, even if Atobe did not use all his strength, this time he was serious, most likely just a small-scale outbreak. They did not expect that the opponent would suddenly have such an outbreak.

"15-0!"

Irie did not react to this Tang Huaisser serve at all.

"Well done!"

"Come on, Atobe chief!"

"Get rid of the opponent in one breath!!!"

Atobe exploded, and the Hyotei players were excited. Hiyoshi waved his fist excitedly.

"As expected of the Hyotei chief!"

This ball also made many players of the Hara Ichi Army look solemn.

They put themselves into it and found that they could not stop this serve at all. Especially Mitsutani, who served as a staff officer, compared the speed of Atobe's serve twice before and after, and said in a deep voice: "Based on this serve alone, he can already enter the top ten level of the first army!"

"Yeah."

Ida Manji, Fuwa Tieren and others nodded.

In their cognition, such a serve is second only to the light shot and Mach serve. With this serve alone, Atobe can indeed be invincible.

"What?"

Outside the court, Atobe looked at Irie with a sidelong look: "Senior, don't you plan to try to hit the tennis ball back?"

"Hmm."

Irie's face sank slightly.

It seems that he didn't expect that the opponent's serve after being serious would be at such a level. At this time, he was defeated by Atobe in turn, which was somewhat difficult to get off the tiger.

"Don't act."

Atobe seemed to see through his inner thoughts and shook his head and said: "You may want to show a dramatic contrast on the court. But unfortunately, it has no effect on me."

"."

After these words came out, Irie's face became even uglier. His expression changed again and again, and finally, the gentle smile on his face disappeared, replaced by an extremely sharp look: "I didn't expect that you actually saw through it."

Ah?

Irie's reaction stunned the junior high school students.

Hiyoshi said in disbelief: "Could it be that he was still performing deliberately just now?"

"Yeah."

Oshitari nodded: "Although I don't know what his purpose is, it should be impossible for him to be blocked by Atobe's Tannhäuser serve."

Bang!

Sure enough.

When the game started again, Atobe's serve was indeed intercepted by Irie. The latter's eyes were sharp, his fighting spirit was high, and his whole person became aggressive.

"This is his true attitude!"

Shishido, Mukai and others looked solemn.

Let alone what Irie was planning, just this strong strength alone makes people dare not take it lightly.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Subsequent games

Irie really played very fiercely, and every ball was hit in a very uncomfortable position for Atobe.

Bang!

"15-15!"

Bang!

"15-30!"

Bang!

"15-40!"

In a blink of an eye, Atobe lost 3 points.

It should have been a situation where he had an advantage, but Irie got a break point. Atobe seemed to be in an absolute disadvantage at this time.

"Heh."

However.

Unlike what others thought, Atobe was not panicked at this time. He saw clearly that Irie's offensive was not fierce and fierce, but more like being angry after someone pointed out his thoughts.

And Atobe has not shown his real ability until now.

Bang!

Hitting the tennis ball again, Atobe took the initiative to take action. Irie on the opposite side also acted quickly, trying to get another ball and win this crucial game.

However.

Atobe's defense seemed to be watertight.

For a time, Irie was in a difficult situation to attack. Gradually, everyone found that Irie's movements became sluggish.

Bang!

He should have been a sure thing, but he reacted half a beat too late and missed the opportunity, and the tennis ball flew out at a high angle.

"What's going on?"

A high school student frowned: "Irie, this guy, is he performing again?"

Akiba, Hakamada and others looked suspicious.

Although they didn't like Irie's style, the strength he had shown previously made them dare not underestimate him. In fact, everyone was wondering whether this was intentional.

Like just now, he pretended to be beaten by his opponent, but in fact he was just putting on a show, trying to deceive everyone.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

But.

As the game continued, everyone discovered that Irie was really suppressed and was running back and forth in a panic.

"Hoo ho ho"

He was catching his breath while chasing the tennis ball.

Bang!

But Atobe returned the ball faster, and Irie could only watch helplessly as the tennis ball flew past him.

"30-40!"

Bottom line.

Irie stopped moving, bending over and gasping for air. At this time, the sweat on his forehead suddenly continued to secrete, gathering in streams and sliding down his cheeks.

"Did it finally work?"

On the side of Tianbao Temple, Minister Shiraishi raised his eyebrows and said: "That golden, imperial aura that can swallow up other people's aura!"

At the national competition.

After taking off his golden wristband, he was beaten by Atobu's move and was completely unable to fight back. It was also that game that established Atobe's status as one of the top five players in the country.

"This high school kid is screwed."

Chitose shook her head secretly.

He knew that Atobe's [Emperor's Breath] was very scary. Not to mention the increase of light on Atobe's ability, the ability to swallow the opponent's light is even more terrifying.

One goes down and the other goes up.

Even if there is a gap in physical fitness and skills between the two sides, it will be smoothed out invisibly, and Atobe may even overtake his opponent.

What's even scarier is.

This effect is irreversible, and as the game progresses, the gap between the two sides will become wider and wider.

To some extent.

When Irie was swallowed by the emperor's aura, it meant that he no longer had any hope of winning.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

really.

Next game.

Atobe was in complete control of the situation, relying on his superb skills and keen insight. He kept scoring and once again opened up the score.

Bang!

"Game!"

"Atobe, 4-3!"

"Atobe!"

"Atobe!"

"Atobe!"

Everyone in the Ice Emperor shouted excitedly.

At this time, the conditions of the two sides on the court were even more different. Atobu was in high spirits, standing on his territory like a king.

Rui Jiang, on the other hand, was exhausted and looked nervous. In those eyes, there was a look of reluctance but extreme fear, even fear of the opponent.

Obviously.

He was frightened by the beating and lost his temper.

The game has long been beyond his control. He who previously had an absolute advantage and killed Jibu along the way is now like a clown.

"No, it's impossible."

Bottom line.

After taking a breath, Rui Jiang tremblingly took out a tennis ball from his pocket, and said with a red face: "You are definitely not that strong. I don't believe it, I don't believe it!"

call!

Finished.

He threw the tennis ball up, with a ferocious look on his face, as if he had used all his strength to slam the tennis ball over.

Bang!

But the next second.

A pale yellow light bloomed at the feet of the river.

"No, it's impossible."

Irie was stunned.

The whole person was dumbfounded, like a clay sculpture. He lowered his head blankly and looked at the clear white mark at his feet in disbelief.

"0-15!"

On the high chair, the referee spoke.

The surrounding audience also forgot to discuss at this moment. Especially the high school students looked at Atobe with incomparable awe.

"Is your wife too strong?!"

Guji, the former No. 19, said with wide eyes.

"Atobe Keigo."

Mitsuya, Taira Zenyuki and others also looked shocked.

too strong!

The one entering the river couldn't even touch a tennis ball. The gap between the two sides has unknowingly reached such an exaggerated level.

"The breath of an emperor"

Mitsugu said solemnly: "The ability to devour the opponent's aura is terrifying. Judging from the data, he is currently in the upper-middle level even among the elites."

Going further up, we have to reach the top five levels of the first army, those players who can no longer be simply measured by numerical values.

Bang!

"0-30!"

Bang!

"0-40!"

Bang!

"Game!"

"Atobe, 5-3!"

Irie's serve was easily won by Atobe. No one thought that Irie could fight back again, because his current state didn't look like a staged act at all.

Rapid breathing.

Panic expression.

A state of exhaustion.

The clothes were obviously soaked with sweat.

Everything showed that Irie had been suppressed to the limit. Being able to continue running on the court is a sign that his willpower is strong enough.

Bang!

"15-0!"

Suddenly.

Atobe hits the serve.

A ball that combined high spin and ultra-high speed, and scored one point directly from Irie's hand.

Bang!

"30-0!"

Bang!

"40-0!"

Atobe hit three aces in one breath. The imperial-like King's Landing Stadium makes people dare not say a word.

"Irie-senpai."

Bottom line.

Tetsube slapped the tennis ball, holding it while looking at his opponent with a sharp look: "I have to say, your acting is really good. I was fooled by you for a while. But unfortunately, the changes in your bones, muscles and nerves cannot be faked."

Swish!

At this moment.

In Tetsube's eyes, Irie's image was completely presented in the form of an X-ray.

The opponent's body structure, muscle distribution, blood flow speed, and even the changes in every inch of bones were all clearly seen in his eyes.

Because of this, Tetsube can ensure that every ball hits Irie's blind spot.

At the same time.

He is also sure that the opponent at this time is forced into a blind spot and is not acting with him at all.

"It's over."

With a sigh, Tetsube threw the tennis ball up, swung the racket, aimed at Irie's weak spot, and hit the tennis ball.

Bang!

In an instant.

Golden streamers overflowed.

The light that represented the aura of the emperor flew across the middle barrier at a high speed, and as it approached Irie, the light instantly bloomed.

"Heh."

Looking at the quietly shrinking pupils in Irie's eyes within his sight, Atobe raised an elegant arc at the corner of his mouth: "Even if you are really acting, it doesn't make any sense."

The insight of the Atobe Kingdom.

The swallowing of the aura of the emperor.

Under the dual effects, it would be amazing if Irie could exert 80% of his strength.

"Oh?"

But at this moment.

Irie, who had been lowering his head and looking tired, looked up and smiled at Atobe: "Atobe-kun, do you really think you won?"

What? !

Hearing this.

The faces of the junior high school students, especially the members of Hyotei, suddenly changed.

"Could this guy..."

Hiyoshi, Feng and others immediately became highly alert.

Oshitari frowned: "Is he really acting? But even if he is acting, his current body can't support a counterattack, right?"

After all, Irie is still being weakened by the emperor's aura.

Buzz!

But the next moment.

A faint light flashed, and the golden light covering Irie and the surroundings. Just like a thick layer of snow encountering boiling water, it was melted in an instant.

At the same time.

Behind Irie, a solemn and terrifying figure emerged.

In the direction of Rikkai, Yukimura reacted instinctively and blurted out: "This is. Ashura?!"

Bang!

Suddenly.

Irie hit back.

The tennis ball fell at the feet of Atobe, but he couldn't even react.

"40-15!"

"Ashura?!"

At the baseline, Atobe's face changed again and again.

He never thought that the opponent would deceive his eyesight. What surprised and frightened him even more was that this person actually mastered the Asura Shinto, a trick similar to Tokugawa!

"This guy is really good at hiding."

Take a deep breath, and Atobe kept adjusting his mentality. His eyes regained calmness again, and at the same time, he raised his state to the highest level and threw the tennis ball up again.

"No matter what your purpose is, I will definitely be the winner of this game!"

Buzz!

As Atobe declared victory, the imperial aura on him suddenly burst out.

Bang!

Then.

The super-rotating serve flew out.

The golden light overflowed again, trying to weaken Irie's own ability again.

"Heh."

In response, the latter just smiled faintly: "It's a good serve. It can be seen that you have already taken out all your strength. In this case, I will also be a little more serious!"

Zizizi! !

As the voice fell.

On Irie's raised right hand, a dazzling golden light suddenly emerged.

"What is this?!"

Seeing the light ball appear, Tezuka, Yukimura, Akutsu and others outside the court changed their faces instantly.

Bang!

The tennis ball turned upside down.

It flew towards Atobe at super speed like a sniper bullet.

"Impossible."

While his face was solemn, he comforted himself in his heart: "This is just a trick of the opponent. Yes, he is performing and wants to disrupt my rhythm. It must be like this!"

Thinking of this.

He reacted immediately and tried to hit the ball back by intercepting the ball.

Whoosh!

Unexpectedly.

The speed of the tennis ball far exceeded Atobe's imagination.

Before he could react, the tennis ball had already landed. And after bouncing, it poured directly into the wall behind him.

Bang!!!

With a loud noise.

The wall behind Atobe was smashed into a deep pit with a diameter of about two meters. The gravel flew, the dust surged, and the strong airflow directly blew Atobe away.

"Gulp."

Seeing Atobe fall to the ground in a mess, the Hyotei players instinctively swallowed their saliva.

The entire stadium also fell into complete silence at this moment.