Chapter 44:
"There will be an internal team competition in the next few days. Atobe Keigo, Akutagawa Tsichiro, Chuanpu, Oba Pig, Koinu Kenjiro..."
" Arena No. 2: Ninjoshi, Xiangri Yueren, Lisboa, Sparta, Hilary."
" No. 3: Hoshino Taro, Akado, Seiichi, Shintaro, and Tree-planting."
" Stage 4: Hishiro, Takahiro Kashiki, Taki Ogisuke, Chinese Sand Sparrow, True Fragrance Dinglu, Chief Guard Shang Can."
There was still a month before the Kanto Grand Competition. According to Atobe's arrangements, Sakakataro had arranged all the group matches in the next few days.
There were too many people in the Ice Emperor's tennis club, so it was relatively difficult to arrange.
" Ah, why did the coach arrange the doubles teams together?"
" They probably want the other party to understand each other. Compared to this, don't you think that the first arena is more interesting?"
" No. 1 arena?"
"This! This! Atobe and Tsuro?
Everyone was stunned when they saw the match list for the first arena. There had never been a match between Atobe and Yoshihiro since they entered the academy.
On the surface, Ninetsu was Frost Monarch's second mission. In fact, the main candidates all knew that Ninetsu might not necessarily win against Ci Lang.
If it wasn't for the fact that Shiro rarely revealed his strength, Oshitani wouldn't have been mistaken as the strongest person under Atobe.
"What are you all doing here? Why aren't you going to your own division?"
Suddenly, a cold shout sounded from the main gate outside the arena. The club members scattered and ran to their respective venues to prepare for the competition.
On the other hand, Ci Lang was still sleeping on the chair.
"Hmph!"
Seeing this, Atobe coldly shouted and turned to look at Kagami." Wake him up."
"Yes!"
Pa!
Hua Di grabbed Ci Lang's calf with one hand and pulled him into the air.
"Stop! No! Stop! No! stop. Mama,"
In just ten seconds, Ci Lang experienced more than a dozen exciting entertainment projects, such as roller coasters, pendulum swings, and space shuttles.
" Alright, Birch Field."
"Yes."
Upon receiving the order, Hua Di released his hand without hesitation, and Ci Lang fell heavily to the ground.
"Protest! I object. Atobe, can't you make Hachi gentler?"
" Objection overruled. Follow me to venue number one."
" Ah?
Hearing this, Ci Lang looked at the battle list. As he walked, he looked at Atobe with a strange gaze." Why did you think of fighting me?"
" Everyone has found their own path, so you're the only one left. I want to see your true strength."
True strength?
...........
Tsuro gripped his racket tightly. If Atobe had said this a year ago, he would have lost the match without hesitation.
But now, Atobe had become a world-class Atobe, which had piqued his interest.
There were a lot of people in the first round. The first round was between Atobe and Tsuro. The members who had not yet competed gathered at the side of the field. Everyone wanted to see what Tsuro's true strength was like.
Beep!
The match began. At the end of the game, Keigo Atobe served.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Atobe slapped the tennis balls, and the orderly bouncing sounds attracted the attention of the audience.
" Atobe, world-class strength. I didn't think that I would be able to fight against someone world-class one day."
Hu ~
Ci Lang took a deep breath and half-squatted, holding the racket tightly in his hand. The laziness in his body dissipated and was replaced by a gradually burning excitement.
Swoosh!
The tennis ball flew out from his fingertips, and Atobe jumped up with both feet. The moment the ball started to fall, the racket quickly swung and hit the tennis ball.
Bang!
The moment the racket and the ball collided, a ripple burst out of thin air. The tennis ball cut through the air like a sharp arrow, creating layers of ripples along the way.
" Is this the kind of strong serve you're going to use right from the start? The head is getting serious."
"So fast."
" This is just a normal serve, right? The Minister's strength."
.......
The loud tearing sound made everyone suck in a cold breath.
" Oh no!" Ci Lang's face sank. This was only the first ball, and Atobe had used so much strength.
Ci Lang raised his racket to his shoulder and prepared to chop the ball. When facing a strong serve, chopping was the best way to return the ball, as it could resolve most of the force.
Boom!
The dull sound of impact filled the field. The ball was affected by the huge impact and fell to the ground, becoming dry.
The deafening sound made many audience members cover their ears. A normal start, a serve with 50% of his strength.
Atobe knew that if the first ball wasn't powerful enough, he wouldn't be able to wake him up.
Bang!
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The ball was instantly loaded onto Ci Lang's racket, but it did not immediately bounce back. Instead, it was stuck in the center of the racket and kept spinning.
Ci Lang used his hands to block the racket.
After a while, a faint burning smell came from the noodles.
Bang!
Ci Lang shouted angrily and shook his racket with all his might, trying to hit the ball back.
Swoosh!
The emptiness made Ci Lang's face turn slightly. Through the corner of his eye, he saw a big hole in his face.
" How is this possible?"
The ball had actually pierced through the surface of the racket, and it was even in the form of a slice. How terrifying was the power of this ball?
The surface of the racket was different from the barbed wire. It was intertwined tightly. Although it was Ci Lang's practice racket, it could not be easily pierced.
Ci Lang unconsciously picked up the tennis ball. The ball became scorched. The high-speed rotation combined with the strength not only caused the racket to be scrapped, but even the tennis ball received a lot of damage.
A burnt smell entered Ci Lang's nostrils. In the next second, his pupils constricted, and a heavy aura slowly emitted from his body.
The audience could feel that an unusual fighting spirit was slowly spreading. Frost Monarch was about to welcome the most exciting civil war in three years.
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