Net King: My Black Basket Template

Chapter 122 Yuki Satoru appears

Kanto Tournament Venue.

A breeze blew through the sky, and the clouds that covered the sun revealed a small gap, and the sunlight penetrated through it. The stadium was dyed golden, and the scattered dust was like a thin veil, covering the two of them.

"you win."

In front of the net, Chitose looked at Tachibana Jupei, whose energy and blood were trembling and his face was rosy. He smiled and stretched out his left hand, making a fist with it.

"However, I will ask for it back next time!"

Snapped!
Ju Juping smiled heartily and touched the ball lightly with two clenched fists above the net.

They looked into each other's eyes seriously, without words, but they already understood each other's thoughts.

With a heartfelt smile from the two of them, the shackles that Ju Juping had been carrying for a long time quietly dissipated. From then on, nothing could stop him from playing tennis.

"It will be me who wins next time."

"It's nothing, it just feels good to see my brother and Chitose laughing and having fun again after the game."

"Sorry, I still lost."

"Don't you always want to know how powerful that guy is?

Atobe remained silent, crossed Chitose, glanced at Fudama's stands, and walked directly towards the court, away from Chitose.

Juxing wiped her eyes, and her eyes were slightly red.

When the domineering words reached his ears, Chitose was stunned for a moment, and then a brighter smile appeared.

"Oh."

Akira Kamio, who was standing next to him, was the first to notice Ji Xing's loss of composure and asked with concern.

"By the way, my sister will transfer to Tokyo next month. Don't forget to bring Xiao Xing to our house then."

Even though the opponent is Juping, he should not
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off the field.

You already have Xiaoxing, greedy brother! "

Just when Chitose thought Atobe was blaming him, a calm and cold voice came to his ears.

"As expected, it's your style, Kippei, and you won't give in at all."

"Xiao Xing, what's wrong?"

In order to heal his eyes, it can be said that Atobe spent a lot of effort to find the world's top medical team, but he failed to help him win.

"Miyuki is here too? Are you going to study Hyotei? Why not come to the elementary school of Fudomine? Xiaoxing and I can take care of her."

Seeing Atobe standing silently in front of him, Chitose felt a sense of guilt in his heart.

Pushing Tachibana's hook aside, Chitose laughed and cursed angrily.

"Don't come here, my sister will naturally follow me.

After hearing Xiao Xing's explanation, Kamio Akira scratched the back of his head and showed confusion.

So next.
Don't miss a second! "

There were no cheers, no shouts, not even that iconic snap of the fingers.

Atobe walked onto the court in such an unusually quiet manner. For this high-profile King of the Ice Empire, this ordinary way of appearing was quite abnormal.

Before the referee made the announcement, the gray and white figure was already in position on the court.

Her purple-gray hair was slightly ruffled by the breeze, and the moles under Atobe's cold eyes were flashing with a shuddering light, and her cold eyes were cast towards Fudo Peak.

"Yuki-senpai, Atobe seems to know that you will play in the next singles match." Kamio Akira whispered softly.

"Actually, it's easy to guess. Atobe should have known since Tachibana played in the third singles match that we planned to decide the winner in the first four games.

Moreover, Hyotei also paid the same attention as us, otherwise Yushi Ninzu would not have appeared in the doubles 2. "

Yuuki Satoru smiled slightly, answering Kamio Akira's doubts, then turned to look at Ibu Fukaji and said with a teasing smile.

"Fukaji, it seems you have no chance to appear this time."

Hearing this, Ibu Fukaji curled his lips and remained silent, seemingly unconcerned. In fact, after seeing the previous games, his hands were already itching unbearably. The referee's voice suddenly sounded.

"The No. 2 singles match is about to begin. Please prepare for both players."

Yuki Satoru narrowed his eyes slightly, Aobe's unusual appearance reflected in his eyes.

Are you serious?
He smiled confidently, threw his black jacket at Itake Fukaji, and strode toward the court.

"Yuki."

Ju Juping was about to give a few more reminders, but his eyes were suddenly attracted to the corner of the stands opposite.

Swish.

At this time, several bright yellow figures suddenly appeared there.

"It seems like we missed some big game."

With white hair, Nioh glanced around and saw the excited faces, and he immediately noticed the unusual atmosphere in the venue.

Only after a sufficiently intense game is over will the audience continue to discuss it after the game.

Liu Renji opened his slightly narrowed eyes, "I thought the two key matches would be played in singles two and singles one, but it seems I made a mistake."

"Too lax."

Sanada pressed down the brim of his hat with a serious and cold expression. Kirihara hid behind Niou and blinked. It was safest not to speak at this time.

"Sanada, don't always keep a straight face."

Nioh showed a fox-like smile, quietly melting away Sanada's sharp aura, and calmly pointed toward the court.

"It's better to come early than to come late. This game is also very interesting."

At this time, the voice on the radio sounded in time.

"Next, the No. 2 singles match will begin. Yuuki Satoru from Fudomine Middle School will face off against Atobe Keigo from Hyotei Academy."

"Yuki Satoru!"

Upon hearing this name, Sanada's eyes suddenly flashed, like sparks from the clash of swords.

snort!
Staring sharply down the field, a cold aura emerged from him.

"I want to see what you are capable of and how you can defeat Tezuka Kunimitsu!"

Off the field.

There was no Atobe's showmanship, so the guessing went very quickly this time.

“The game begins, one round determines the winner!
Hyotei Academy Atobe Keigo served first. "

Pah. Pah. Pah.
The tennis ball bounced up and down on the ground, and the chill in Jibu's eyes became more intense, almost overflowing.

"I've been waiting for this match for a long time, both Tezuka and you."

Swish!
With one hand raised, the tennis ball flew high into the air.

Atobe tensed his calves and jumped up, like a fully drawn bow. When the tennis ball began to fall, the racket was also dragged downwards by the strong arms and whizzed downwards.

"I will come back to ask for advice one by one!"

Bang!
There was an explosion, and the tennis ball turned into golden light and flashed across the net instantly. Behind the shadow of the ball, a pair of extremely cold eyes stared at Yuuki Satoru's movements.

"So fast!"

In the stands, Yanagi Renji and Niou looked slightly condensed. It could be seen from the ball in front of them that Atobe was stronger than last year in the national competition.

"Very good look, come over with all your heart!"

Yuki Satoru felt Atobe's fighting spirit. That's why the game was meaningful.

He swung the racket to his side without even looking at it, and the flash of yellow light was intercepted by him.

Bang!
A wisp of electricity buzzed, and the tennis ball changed direction instantly.

(End of this chapter)