Guiding Atobe
Vision was within the scope of the amplification of the soul strength. Ling Bing had crossed this step when she was lashing out ten times in a row. She constantly possessed extraordinary vision, and with the help of the Ice World.
However, Atobe didn't have a system, so he needed to practice and accumulate experience bit by bit to increase his strength. Awakening his eyesight was an important step in establishing the path of Atobe's growth.
"After we go back and eat, I'll see how strong you are.”
Ling Bing said calmly.
After all, Atobe was his younger brother.
He didn't want to see Atobe being suppressed by Tezuka, Sanada, and Yukimura when the golden age arrived.
He clearly had extremely high talent and physical fitness, but because he was not the main character, he was suppressed.
"Really? That's great!"
Atobe cheered excitedly.
Atobe was quite cute at this age, but his arrogant and arrogant appearance in junior high school was very annoying.
Seeing this, Ling Bing wanted to smile, but when the corners of her lips curled up, she felt a sense of conflict in her heart.
Although the original Rin Hice Atobe had disappeared, some of his memories and habits were still engraved into his muscle memory.
Smiling was a human instinct, but it was extremely difficult for Ling Bing to smile.
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After returning to the Atobe Manor, the two brothers quickly had a sumptuous dinner arranged by the butler.
In the huge restaurant, only Rin Ice and Atobe were eating.
As the chairman of the Atobe Foundation, her father could only go home three times a year. Her mother also followed her husband around so that she could take better care of him.
In the memories of the previous Rin Ice, she was filled with hatred towards her parents, but she doted on Atobe.
This was because Atobe had grown up under Rin Hice's watch.
After the meal, Ling Bing brought Atobe to the backyard.
The Atobe manor was very large, and a tennis court was nothing. Every time Atobe came back from vacation, he would spend more time on the tennis court than in his room.
The two of them went to the court in the backyard.
"You warm up first. We'll play a game later.”
Ling Bing's tone was cold and emotionless.
Atobe seemed to be used to his brother's attitude. He shrugged his shoulders, grabbed his racket, and threw a ball at the wall.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Wall practice was the fastest way to warm up the body and activate the hand feeling at the same time.
Atobe was indeed the tallest person in the fifth dimension in the original plot. His thin figure was running back and forth against the wall.
The number of balls increased from one to two.
"Alright, let's stop here."
said Ling Bing.
The wall practice warmed up quickly and consumed stamina quickly. They still had to test their strength later, so they didn't want to tire themselves out at this time.
The two of them walked to both sides of the arena.
"Don't underestimate me. I'm the strongest in the school!”
Atobe was a little unhappy when he saw that Lin Bing was still cold.
He felt that his brother did not take him seriously.
"Brother! If you don't pay attention, the one who will win this game will be me!”
Soon, the confident Atobe smiled.
"Alright, so much nonsense. Let's serve first.”
Ling Bing said coldly.
Atobe was talking too much nonsense.
"Humph! I'll surprise you later."
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Atobe slammed the tennis ball to the ground and locked his eyes on Ling Bing."Even if it's big brother, there must be a weakness that can be broken.”
"Serve!"
Lin Bing saw that Atobe was still hesitating, and three black lines appeared on her forehead.
"Humph!"
Atobe snorted coldly, and the tennis ball emerged from his hand.
He bent his knees and jumped, his body spread out comfortably, and the racket was raised over his shoulder.
The moment the tennis ball fell, the racket pressed down hard.
Bang!
"Have a good taste of my super high-speed serve!”
Atobe laughed loudly.
The high-speed ball was a difficult serve that he had only recently learned. The topspin hit made the ball more threatening.
The ball flew over the net and quickly hit the sidelines.
"Smash serve?"
Ling Bing nodded.
The speed of the ball was at least 165KM/H, which was not bad for a fourth-grade elementary school student.
He remembered that in the original novel, Atobe was quite talented in smash kills, and he even developed his own smash kill technique,'Rounddance Towards Destruction.'
"The speed of the ball is very fast, but the angle is too simple. It's not enough!”
Ling Bing said coldly.
Swoosh!
His body swayed as he intercepted the tennis ball.
Ignoring the spin, the racket moved and lashed out fiercely at the tennis ball.
Bang!
With a flash of golden light, the tennis ball instantly passed through the net and smashed into the midfield line.
"As expected, it's useless."
Atobe wasn't surprised by Rin Hydra's counterattack.
In the day's match, the speed of the ball that Ling Bing casually hit was faster than this, so how could he be bothered?
However, he did not expect Ling Bing to be able to retaliate so easily.
"But my strength isn't just this.”
Atobe strode towards the landing point.
Bang!
As soon as the tennis ball rebounded, it was intercepted by Atobe's racket.
The return was very comfortable, but Atobe ignored the spin on the ball.
The tennis ball was thrown off the racquet, and the ball flew high.
"Oh no!"
Atobe subconsciously ran back because of the mistake.
In his opinion, with such a good opportunity, Ling Bing would definitely smash it.
His subconscious drove him to run backward quickly.
However, Lin Bing had appeared in front of the net at some point, and the racket lightly tapped the tennis ball.
Bang!
Atobe's stunned gaze met the tennis ball's trajectory and it landed in the front court.
After a slight jump, it stopped on the front line.
GAME! Ice scored 15- 0.
"This, this…"
Atobe's smile froze as he looked awkwardly at the rolling tennis balls in front of him.
"Running back without seeing the opponent's movements clearly, what are you thinking?”
Ling Bing calmly cut her mouth, not daring to show any emotion in her eyes.
"Um."
Atobe awkwardly walked back to the bottom line.
In his tennis illusion, as long as there was a chance to smash, no one would easily let go of this opportunity.
Because in their eyes, the smash was the most gorgeous and imposing way to score.
"tennis is a scoring game, stupid brother.”
Ling Bing's pupils moved slightly, and a faint chill spread around her.
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