Chapter 482 The Horror of Extreme Insight

Atobe Keigo!

This person is actually from the same school as Ishikawa Wataru, and he is also the headmaster of the other team? !

This information undoubtedly caused the French team to explode.

There is no way. For the people who are now like frightened birds, even such information is enough to make them feel frightened.

"No, not really."

A high school student of the French team opened his mouth and said hesitantly: "Although the level of the junior high school students of the Japanese team is exaggerated, it is impossible for everyone to be at the level of Tezuka and Yukimura?"

As for Ishikawa, he was subconsciously excluded.

After all, such a monster player can no longer be regarded as a junior high school student.

"The match is three sets and two wins."

At this time, the referee on the high chair said loudly: "Japan's Atobe serves, the first game ends!"

The voice fell.

Under the gaze of everyone, Atobe threw the tennis ball up, and his body leaned back greatly, and the racket in his right hand was almost 90 degrees vertical to the ground.

"Don-Huai-Ser-Serve!"

As Atobe spoke, the racket in his hand quickly flipped upward and hit out. With a bang, the tennis ball shot out like a bullet.

"So fast!"

Seeing this, many junior high school students of the French team changed their faces.

"That's it?!"

On the contrary, the high school students all recovered and looked at Atobe with a little more contempt.

Although this kind of ball is fast, it is not difficult for them to hit back. And when playing such a serve, the opponent even shouted a slogan, which overestimated his own strength.

"This ball"

But.

For example, Camus, Barthes and others, after seeing the obvious acceleration process of the tennis ball falling, their brows sank.

"Come on!"

French Prince Sharudaru shouted in a low voice, and his body quickly moved towards the landing point. At the same time, his upper body remained almost motionless, and at the moment the tennis ball landed, he quickly swung the racket out.

"Wait."

Just.

He just swung the racket forward, but his pupils shrank quietly as if he saw something incredible.

Swish.

The tennis ball did not bounce regularly, but slid out at a very low height close to the ground.

"15-0."

The referee on the high chair spoke, and the scene immediately rang out with disbelief.

"Atobe Keigo!"

Bart, Delacroix, Doron and others looked at Atobe with a serious look.

This ball undoubtedly gave them a blow.

Even Xialudaru began to examine his opponent again. Because when the two of them were warming up outside the court just now, the opponent had never used this trick.

"Sure enough."

He thought to himself: "You guys hide your strength!"

Take a breath, Xialudaru put on a posture of preparation. Trying to see through the opponent's serve trick.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

But

He didn't catch Atobe's flaws in three consecutive balls.

"Game!"

"Atobe of the Japanese team, 1-0, exchange positions!"

The end of the game.

Atobe easily saved his serve with 4 aces.

His strong serve cast a shadow over the French team.

"As expected of Atobe!"

Hiyoshi, Feng and others in the stands were very excited.

At this moment, they were just like Kirihara when Yukimura came on the court just now, feeling proud of their team captain's display of power.

"Atobe, this guy, saw the match between Tezuka and Yukimura, and he couldn't help but show off!"

Outside the court.

Shishido, one of the representatives, laughed.

"That kid has bad luck, and now he has become Atobe's background board."

"Is that so?"

Oshitari frowned slightly.

That's right, Sharudaru didn't even touch the serve. But Atobe's Tannhäuser serve is the closest to Tezuka's Zero serve, and in terms of technical difficulty, it is very high.

It would be abnormal if the opponent broke the serve right away.

Moreover.

Oshitari noticed that when facing the French prince, Atobe did not show any contempt. On the contrary, in his inadvertent emotions, there was a not-so-obvious seriousness.

"Could it be that"

Thinking that the two of them finished warming up almost at the same time, and that it was not like they were just meeting each other when they met, Oshitari suddenly had a guess in his mind.

Bang!

At this moment.

Sharudaru hit the tennis ball.

The explosive tennis ball suddenly landed and accurately pressed on the serving line. And Atobe, unexpectedly, could not react.

"15-0."

"What?"

The Japanese team representatives around were all surprised.

"What a fast serve!"

Qian said in shock: "Is his explosive power not weaker than Toyama?"

It is hard to imagine that this is a first-year junior high school player. After all, the opponent is not tall and has no strong body. He looks more like a player like Echizen.

Bang!

At this time.

Sharudaru served again.

Just like before, the powerful and fast tennis ball hit the ground accurately. Atobe wanted to swing his racket to intercept it, but he was still a beat too late.

"30-0."

"Another direct score?"

Everyone was shocked.

The first time it could be said that Atobe was unprepared, but the second time it was an ace serve, which was terrible.

"This boy"

Atobe narrowed his eyes.

He also realized that the opponent did not show his full strength during the warm-up. But this is normal. No one will show his full ability off the court unless his brain is burned out.

"But this is the fun part."

Raising his head, Atobe looked at Sharudaru with a smile.

If it is one-sided suppression, the fun will be lost. He also wanted to see how much strength this young man who could put some pressure on him could bring out of him.

call!

The next moment.

Charudalu threw the ball again, and then the boy swung the racket, stretched his arms, and made a forward slam as if he had practiced it thousands of times.

Bang!

The tennis ball hits the service line with precision.

"40-0."

Looking at the trace of a clear white shallow pit left at the landing point, Atobe nodded secretly: "His upper body strength is very strong, even compared to the distant mountains of Tiantianbao Temple, it is not inferior."

He has seen many talented people, but apart from Ishikawa, Atobe has never seen a first-year player who can rival Toyama in terms of strength.

"But unfortunately, your weakness has been discovered by me."

Atobe smiled lightly, looking confident.

"Smile, let's see how long you can keep smiling."

On the side of the French team, someone saw Atobe's expression and couldn't help but sneer: "When Plans is serious, he is not inferior even to high school students."

Hear the words.

Bart, Morrow and others nodded secretly.

Even Duolon, who once relied on the [Five Chariots Technique] to defeat Sharudaru, also fully recognized it. After all, if you really think about it, he can be regarded as the opponent who defeated him through trickery.

Sharudaru's talent and strength are actually even more powerful than him.

call!

Just then.

The boy threw the ball again and quickly smashed the tennis ball out as before.

"Atobe Keigo!"

Looking at the tennis ball flying out, Sharudaru's eyes flashed with sharp light: "See clearly, this is my response to you. If you have the ability, just hit this ball back!"

Bang!

However.

The next moment, when the tennis ball bounced off the ground, Atobe had already completed the swing. The tennis ball and the racket met unexpectedly and hit each other hard.

"What?!"

Seeing this, the French team players were shocked.

The opponent actually hit the serve?

Bang!

What's even more shocking is that Atobe's return ball hit the middle of Sharudaru's legs very accurately. Because the speed was too fast, he had no time to react. He could only watch the tennis ball pass under his crotch.

"40-15."

After the referee's words fell, the originally quiet stadium suddenly became excited.

exclamations.

Doubts.

Various emotions were expressed at the same time, and the whole stadium seemed very noisy.

but.

The only thing that was the same was that everyone looked at Atobu with awe. In the eyes of many people, the opponent might be beaten by the French prince to a clean sheet, but they did not expect that not only did this person hit the tennis ball back, but the opponent did not react at all.

"Pronsta."

On the other hand, everyone on the French team's side looked a bit surprised and uncertain.

Surprisingly, the opponent cracked Charudaru's serve, but confusingly, the latter failed to react.

"Trouble."

At this time, Camus said solemnly: "He saw through Plance's weakness."

"weakness?"

"What weakness?"

Everyone looked at it one after another, and even Duolong, George and others had a strange luster in their eyes.

Even though they were junior high school students together, as seniors, they were all blinded by the light of Sharudaru's top talent and were under great pressure.

The two usually studied the French prince's style and tried to find each other's weaknesses.

but.

All the while, they couldn't even crack the opponent's powerful serve and invincible return of serve. Not to mention, looking for weaknesses or something.

"Jonal, didn't you just say that you were guessing whether Prongs had competed with someone?"

Camus said solemnly: "If I guessed correctly, that person is this Atobe. Moreover, in the game just now, Atobe has found Prongs's weakness. His lower body strength is insufficient!"

"Lower limbs?"

"Yes, Pronce practiced tennis on a horse!"

Everyone also reacted one after another.

As a prince with French royal blood flowing through his body, Plance was required to practice aristocratic sports such as equestrian since he was a child. Therefore, his upper body strength is very strong.

Whether serving or returning serve, it can produce a very powerful effect.

but.

Atobe found this weakness when the two were fighting just now. And with that unique and powerful vision, it was completely magnified.

"I don't believe it!"

Sharudaru shouted and hit the tennis ball again.

Bang!

But the next moment.

The pale yellow luster bloomed next to him again.

"Forehead"

The red-haired boy was completely dumbfounded.

His best serve was actually broken so easily. Moreover, the placement of the opponent's counterattack made Sharudaru feel shuddering.

"40-30."

The referee announced the score and the stadium was noisy again.

The players on both sides were talking about it, and Xialudaru no longer had the confidence he had before. Because he also thought that when they were warming up just now, the opponent might have been looking for his weakness.

"Damn it."

Thinking of this, the always simple boy couldn't help but clench his fists. He tried to calm himself down, then raised his racket and made a smash.

Bang!

The tennis ball hit the serving line in front of Atobe again accurately.

"Freeze it!"

At this time, Atobe raised his racket, and crystal clear icicles fell from the sky in his eyes. Like a prison, Xialudaru was trapped in the middle.

"Are these my blind spots?!"

Feeling the dangerous feeling coming from each icicle, Xialudaru's heart was shocked.

"Humph!"

But immediately, his eyes flashed with brilliance, and he said in a low voice: "What a joke, how could I have a blind spot that you can see!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The voice fell.

The icicle cage that trapped him instantly shattered, turning into ice chips all over the sky and drifting away.

"Really?"

Unexpectedly, the corner of Atobe's mouth curled up into a smile: "But unfortunately, your blind spot has always been there!"

Swish!

As he spoke, a sharp light flashed in his eyes. As if irradiated by X-rays, he stripped off the clothes, skin, and flesh of the opposite side of Xialudalu, leaving only the opponent's skeletal structure.

With just one glance.

Atobe pierced through the opponent's blind spot.

Bang!

The next moment.

Atobe made a move, and the tennis ball fell to the ground, accurately landing in the absolute blind spot on the backhand side of Xialudalu. The latter instinctively wanted to swing the racket to catch the ball, but when this thought came up and he tried to act, he suddenly widened his eyes.

"Can't move?!"

As soon as he had the idea of ​​fighting back, he felt a piercing pain in his right hip and shoulder. It seemed that as long as he insisted on acting, the bones would be broken from these two places.

Faced with the risk of scoring and breaking bones, Xialudaru finally chose to give up.

Snap.

Looking at the gently rolling tennis ball behind him, the French prince's face became very ugly. At the same time, he glanced at Atobe with fear.

"Absolute blind spot?"

Outside the court, the French team's captain Camus's eyes sank slightly: "I didn't expect that this junior high school student of the Japanese team had such a terrible vision."

"Indeed, this guy is a dangerous person."

Bart's face was very solemn.

Atobe's ability may not be as amazing as Tezuka's flawless, nor does he have the feeling of facing the abyss after Yukimura deprived his five senses. But this kind of near-extreme insight is the most basic, and at the same time the most terrifying and difficult to crack ability.

At this moment.

The junior high school students of the French team, including Doron and Jonal, were even more shocked.

Tezuka, Yukimura, Atobe.

Even if Ishikawa, who has long been ranked in the professional level, is not counted, the lineup of junior high school students sent by the Japanese team is enough to make people feel suffocated.

They even had a premonition that in this game, the French team might be declared out of the semi-finals before Camus even appeared.

"Prance"

At the same time.

Camus looked deeply at Xialudaru on the court: "Don't panic, believe in yourself, with your tennis talent, you will definitely be able to defeat your opponent!"

He knew very well that the potential of this French prince had not been fully stimulated.