Chapter 374 The Eighth Battle, Tezuka vs Tanejima

The curtain slowly fell.

At this time, Atobe was emitting a stronger golden aura than before.

"His imperial aura. Has it broken through?!"

Tachibana looked at Atobe in surprise.

"Yeah."

Chitose beside him nodded: "Although I don't know what happened, at the last moment, he hit back Senior Irie's ball. He broke through his own limit."

That ball, most people in the whole stadium couldn't see the ball path clearly.

It was too fast.

It seemed that it was no longer a simple spatial level shot, but a field that penetrated the time. Even Irie couldn't counterattack.

But it was a pity.

Atobe's mental power broke through, but his ability to control the ball did not improve significantly. That ball was still out of bounds.

"This game is over."

On the high chair, the referee looked at Atobe, who was full of momentum but looked confused. He turned his head and glanced at the round-faced young man opposite him with a smile, and said loudly:

"Irie Kanata won, the score was 7-5, 6-0!"

Both games were won.

Moreover, the opponent he defeated was Hyotei, the leader of the junior high school tennis club. Such a record moved many people.

After all, in the eyes of high school students, especially most of the first-team players, Irie's strength was not that strong.

"Sure enough."

Outside the court, Byodoin's eyes moved slightly: "His tennis has also broken through the boundary of that layer and entered the realm of another dimension."

"Yeah."

Duke beside him nodded solemnly.

Atobe's strength is not weak, but such a strong person, after Irie's seriousness. The second set of the duel ended in less than 10 minutes.

According to his experience, during this period, Atobe must have been involved in Irie's other dimension.

However.

Throughout the duel, Irie's ability did not show anything special. The only thing that can be observed is the shadow of the curtain that slowly closed at the end of the game.

Thinking of this, Duke said in a deep voice: "According to his own personality, it should be some kind of ability like a stage script."

"Turning the court into a stage?"

Byodoin raised his eyebrows slightly.

Unconsciously, Irie, the opponent he didn't take seriously, has reached a considerable height.

However.

In the past year, Irie's performance can only be described as mediocre. Although he has some ability, that's all.

"So."

Turning his eyes, Byodoin looked deeply at Ishikawa in the distance: "In the final analysis, it's because of that guy's arrival that caused the change!"

"It's a wonderful game, Atobe-kun."

In front of the net.

Irie smiled and reached out to his opponent: "It's a pity that if you had broken through earlier, the outcome of this game would probably not be the current result."

"Hmm."

Atobe's eyes sank slightly.

But looking at the opponent's sincere and unpretentious eyes, the vigilance in his heart was immediately dispelled.

"Senior."

Take a breath, hold Irie's hand, and say: "If I'm not mistaken, your ability should be to bring the opponent into the consciousness space. Through the plot twists, constantly weaken the opponent's mental strength, change the opponent's role identity, and finally let the opponent completely immerse in the role, right?"

"As expected of you, Atobe-kun."

Hearing Atobe's guess, Irie laughed: "My feeling is right, you should be one of the few people who can understand my ability."

Irie's tennis is a performance.

This not only requires him to have excellent acting skills to perfectly interpret the plot. It also requires people with sufficient appreciation ability to be his audience.

And Atobe is such a person.

However.

Irie's ability is very terrible, just like Yukimura's deprivation of the five senses. People who are deeply lost in the script are prone to autism and depression.

Even, they will have an instinctive rejection and resistance to tennis.

Therefore.

After the hearty performance, Irie couldn't help feeling a little regretful. After this match, it would be very difficult to meet a player like Atobe who has excellent appreciation ability again.

"Senior."

But at this moment, Atobe suddenly raised his voice a few points, and looked over with a strong fighting spirit in his eyes: "After the shuffle match is over, play another match with me!"

"Okay."

Irie was stunned instinctively. But when he saw the strong fighting spirit in Atobe's eyes, he couldn't help but smile and nodded.

In fact.

He was also shocked for a moment by the terrible batting speed when Atobe burst out at the end.

That kind of majestic pressure that seemed to transcend the constraints of time made Irie feel a little scared when he recalled it now.

He was also very curious.

What new abilities did this junior high school student who could transcend the constraints of the script and break through his own limits at the end of the plot gain?

"One win and six losses."

In the crowd, Liu couldn't help but sigh.

Although this game was a melee between one army and two armies, or even between two armies. But many people see the match as a duel between junior high school students and high school students.

So far.

The junior high school students have only won one game.

The gap in strength between the two sides is indeed too big. And at present, Byodoin and Oni have not made a move. Except for Ishikawa, I am afraid that no one can fight these two people.

"Byodoin!"

However.

Unexpected by everyone.

On the side of the junior high school students, the gray-haired boy, who looked like a wild beast, looked at Byodoin coldly: "It's our turn!"

"Akutsu"

Hyotei's Oshitsu, Yamabuki's Sengoku and others all looked over with concern.

"Too brave!"

Others looked at Akutsu with admiration. Although Byodoin was defeated by Ishikawa, the opponent was always a king-level figure, and his majesty was not allowed to be offended by others.

"Young man, wait a moment."

But at this time, a lazy voice suddenly sounded. Under the stunned eyes of everyone, a boy with snow-white hair and dark skin walked onto the court with his hands behind his head and yawning.

"Your grievances with Byodoin will be resolved later. I'm a little hungry, let me do it first."

While speaking, the young man smiled and turned his eyes to the handsome boy with flaxen hair among the junior high school students.

"Let's play a match, Tezuka Kunimitsu!"

Swish!

As soon as these words came out.

The faces of the audience around, especially the members of the Seigaku team, suddenly changed. Although it was not Byodoin and Oni who appeared, the golden badge of [No.2] on the opponent's collar was extremely dazzling.

"Okay!"

Faced with the sudden challenge, Tezuka thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

Then.

He tidied his clothes, checked his racket and shoelaces, picked up the racket placed by the wall, and walked onto the court under the worried and expectant eyes of the Seigaku team members.

"Next, the eighth match will begin."

"The first team representative, Tanejima Shuji (high 3), against the second team representative, Tezuka Kunimitsu (junior 3)."

"Please prepare yourself."

As soon as the words fell.

The two arrived at the net at the same time.

"Senior."

Tezuka raised his head and asked in confusion: "I want to know why you chose me as your opponent."

The shuffle match is a free match.

Here, there is no distinction between the first and second teams, high school students and junior high school students. Logically speaking, with Taneshima's status and ranking, if he wanted to challenge, it would only be Byodoin and Oni, as well as Ishikawa who is now ranked first.

However.

The other party named Tezuka, which was obviously too abnormal.

"Don't think too much."

Hearing Tezuka's question, Taneshima smiled and said, "Someone wants me to play a game with you. I think it's the same at any time, so why not put it in a shuffle battle."

"After all."

At this point, he smiled and said, "I don't have any confidence in winning against the other guys."

Wow!

As soon as this was said, the whole audience was in an uproar.

Especially the junior high school students, it was the first time they saw someone who said that bullying the weak and fearing the strong was so justified.

Because he couldn't beat Ishikawa, Byodoin and Oni, he picked Tezuka?

They even suspected that the other party's words about being entrusted by someone were also made up.

"I see."

Tezuka nodded slightly to show his understanding.

As for Taneshima's bullying the weak and fearing the strong, he didn't care. Whether it's true or not, it doesn't really matter.

For him, since he's on the court, he has to speak with strength. Although he didn't fight against those masters, he also wanted to know what the result would be if he faced the No.2 high school student now.

After a simple chat, the two sides got down to business. And after completing the negotiation of ball rights and venue, they both retreated to the baseline.

"Interesting."

In the distance.

On the second floor platform.

Saito said in surprise: "I didn't expect that Taneshima would choose Tezuka as his opponent."

"Yeah."

Takushi nodded: "With his personality, he shouldn't be so proactive. He is from the south, and he went to Kumamoto in Kyushu for junior and high school. He shouldn't know Tezuka."

The two were very curious.

After all, there is no relationship between Taneshima and Tezuka, such as the relationship between Ochi and Atobe.

Taneshima is usually very lazy. If the coaching staff doesn't take the initiative to ask him, he basically won't do anything. He is a very low-key person.

"Very simple."

At this time, Kurobe next to him said in a deep voice: "Taneshima actually told us that someone asked him to do this. As for that person..."

He turned his eyes.

Kurobe took a deep look at the calm blond young man outside the court.

This man's dedication to the duties of the [Hell Gatekeeper] was much better than he thought.

"After all, his goal is to lead the team to win this year's World Cup championship!"

Thinking of this.

Kurobe looked at the baseline, the boy who gently tapped the tennis ball: "Let me see how capable you are to qualify for the German professional selection!"

"The match is a best-of-three match."

On a high chair.

The referee looked at one side with a serious expression, the flaxen-haired boy: "First set, second-team Tezuka serves, one game ends!"

Snap!

Snap!

Snap!

As soon as the words fell.

The audience's eyes were all focused on Tezuka.

"Tezuka Kunimitsu."

Outside the court, Kaji, Kimijima and others were curiously observing this boy who looked quite good.

In terms of temperament, at first glance, you can feel that this boy is not simple. A calm face, deep eyes, and a sense of majesty that cannot be offended.

In terms of first impression.

This boy named Tezuka has more leadership qualities than the defeated Atobe.

Whoosh!

At this time.

Tezuka threw the tennis ball up.

He lowered his center of gravity and lightly raised it up with his toes. At the same time, he swung the racket, aimed at the tennis ball in the air, and quickly smashed it.

Bang!

With the crisp sound of hitting the ball.

The tennis ball turned into a light yellow stream of light and fell to the backhand side of Taneshima. Throughout the whole process, Tezuka's movements were smooth and natural, as if they were textbooks.

"Good shot!"

Seeing this.

Even Ochi, who was more discerning, couldn't help but nod and praise.

Snap!

Then.

The tennis ball landed.

And with a fierce rotation, it quickly bounced to the left side of Taneshima.

"Good serve."

With a light compliment, Taneshima quickly raised the racket. He lightly cut with his backhand, letting the tennis ball rub against the racket quickly, and then counterattacked.

Tap tap! !

On the other side, Tezuka moved towards the tennis ball.

His movements were neither fast nor slow, and he did not have the strong aggression shown by Atobe. He was not as conservative as Shiraishi.

Bang!

He caught up with the tennis ball.

Tezuka slightly pressed the head of the racket and sliced ​​the tennis ball at a certain angle.

Whoosh!

In front of everyone.

All they saw was Tezuka's sliced ​​ball flying out at a low angle, with a very strong backspin, turning outward when close to the ground, and deflecting at a large angle.

"I'm afraid this ball will go out of bounds?"

Seeing the trajectory of the tennis ball, Kaji blurted out subconsciously.

Snap!

But.

After the tennis ball landed, it was pressed on the sideline with great precision. Tezuka's control of the millimeter was astonishing.

"Little guy."

Outside the court, Long Ya said in surprise: "Your minister has great skills!"

"Yeah."

Echizen nodded.

In terms of skills, among the people he had seen, only Ishikawa could surpass Tezuka if he was a junior high school student.

Even Echizen himself, even if he had activated the perfect skill, could not guarantee that he could surpass Tezuka in skills.

Swish!

At this time.

Taneshima's figure flashed at the baseline.

His footwork was also quite fast, and in a short moment, he moved to the landing point of the tennis ball.

"You are worthy of being a person who is specially cared for by the Byodoin."

Taneshima was also quite surprised by Tezuka's ball. Thinking about the opponent's movements and expressions when hitting the ball, this ball is probably just one of the countless balls that the opponent has hit during training every day.

"But your strength should be more than that, right?"

Raising his head, Taneshima squinted at Tezuka opposite him and hit the tennis ball over.

"Let me see why you are valued by Byodoin."

Whoosh!

The next moment.

The tennis ball seemed to be sucked into a certain field, and under the surprised eyes of everyone, it went around Tezuka's side.

Snap!

Immediately.

He lowered the racket head, aimed at the tennis ball and gently cut and hit it.

"Field?"

"Short ball?!"

Seeing this ball, Tanejima's expression changed slightly, and he immediately set out to catch up.

Chi Chi

But just as he stretched out his racket and was about to catch the tennis ball, the tennis ball that fell to the ground, after a fierce rotation, rolled in the opposite direction.

Outside the court.

Shiraishi, Tachibana and others all looked at each other with a stern look: "It appears, Tezuka's signature move, the Zero Slice!"