Frost Monarch's resting area.
You Yun, Tezuka, and the other main candidates looked at each other and saw a trace of helplessness in each other's eyes.
"Atobe, this narcissistic guy is still so obvious.”
Dim Cloud looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar scene. He shook his head.
He didn't expect Atobe to be able to do this in his first year. His charisma was indeed surprising.
It was no wonder Xu Feigang, the author of The Prince of Tennis, called him a flawless teenager.
"Since Atobe wants to play, then let him be.”
Sakaki Taro didn't care. Instead, he was very happy to see this scene.
It was the first time he had seen the unprecedented cohesiveness of the Glacier King's tennis club.
This scene gave him great confidence. His gaze swept across You Yun and Tezuka, who were sitting at the side.
"Mu Zhiteng? Lihai University? The champion of the National League this year will be our Frost Monarch.”
On the tennis court, the second-best player of the Sanden team, who was sitting opposite Atobe, was so scared that he couldn't speak. Even his hand that was holding the racket was trembling slightly.
Of course, on the other side, the players in Sandeng's second resting area weren't any better than him.
" The match begins. Keigo Atobe versus Ichiro Takahashi. The first round ends. Satori will serve the second round."
The referee glanced at Atobe and announced the start of the match.
The scene just now had also shocked him to the point that he was unclear.
Atobe stood at the end line and looked at Takahashi Ichiro, who could barely hold his racket, with a dangerous smile on his face.
"I will treat you well."
He had clearly heard what the second-place players had said before the match began.
Although he wasn't angry, it didn't mean that he didn't care.
Atobe could tolerate the people in the tennis club provoking him. As long as it wasn't too much, he wouldn't care because he was the president of the tennis club.
However, he would not tolerate anyone challenging Frost Monarch's dignity. This was also because he was the president of Frost Monarch's tennis club.
Ichiro Takahashi sent the tennis ball out while trembling.
Seeing the tennis ball flying towards him, Atobe's eyes flashed.
"Indulge in my wonderful basketball skills.”
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
On the court, the sound of the ball hitting the ball, the sound of the tennis ball hitting the ground, and the referee's voice reporting the score began to ring out.
Although Atobe's strength was much stronger than Takahashi Ichiro's, with Atobe's personality, he liked to drag his opponent into a prolonged battle to break the will of others. This time was no exception.
However, Atobe wasn't as kind to Takahashi Ichiro as he was to Meito during the Frost Monarch Selection.
Ichiro Takahashi's counterattack was very weak in terms of speed, strength, and rotation. There was almost no angle.
Atobe easily caught up with the tennis ball and kept hitting it to the left and right. However, every time, Takahashi Ichiro would hit the ball back. His powerful ball control ability was vividly displayed.
Takahashi Ichiro could only run left and right.
Even if he gave up on catching the ball to conserve his strength, he would be dragged into the same rhythm by Atobe on the next ball.
1-0。
2-0。
......
"Keep running."
Atobe waved his arm and hit the tennis ball to the right court.
Takahashi Ichiro, who had been moved to the left by Atobe the last time, could only helplessly turn back and run to the right again. However, his stamina had long been exhausted by Atobe.
Thud.
Ichiro Takahashi's legs gave way and he fell to the ground.
"Game, Frost Monarch, 5-0.”
The referee announced the score.
"Gao Qiao."
The second-place player looked anxious and helpless, but Gao Qiao's skills were not as good as his, so they had no choice.
A few minutes later, Takahashi still couldn't get up from the ground.
"As Ichiro Takahashi, who is in second place in Satori, has lost his ability to compete, the match is won by Frost Monarch with a score of 5-0.”
Seeing that Takahashi Ichiro could no longer stand up, the referee announced the result of the match.
Inoue Mamoru slowly put down the camera in his hand. He had already taken a lot of photos of Atobe.
"He's like a king. Atobe Keigo, it seems that Frost Monarch has another opponent that the other schools will find difficult to deal with.”
Inoue Mamoru muttered.
Atobe looked relaxed as he turned around and walked back to Frost Monarch's resting area.
The opponent's strength did not require him to spend too much effort. If he was willing, the time of this match could be shortened by a lot.
"Good job, Atobe."
You Yun said with a smile.
The corners of Atobe's mouth curled up slightly. He was about to say something.
"But it took too long.”
"Um."
Before the smile could appear on Atobe's face, he froze.
"Hahahaha!"
Xiang Riyue and the others couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"You Yun, you bastard."
Black lines appeared on Atobe's forehead.
This guy clearly knew his playing style, yet he still dared to make fun of him.
"Hmph, I want to see how fast you can be.”
Atobe snorted coldly.
Hearing this, You Yun's expression was a little strange.
Fast? He didn't want to be too fast.
"We will now begin the last match of the first single.”
At this moment, the referee's voice was heard.
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