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Chapter 23 The King of Ice Emperor

Looking at the noble Hyotei Academy in front of him, Yuki Satoru's eyes were full of meaning.

In addition to him, there are two people in Tokyo who also have national-level strength.

They are Seigaku's Tezuka Kunimitsu and Hyotei's Atobe Keigo.

And Yuki Satoru's target today is none other than Keigo Atobe!
  Tread.

He walked into Hyotei Academy with confident and calm steps.

Among the students wearing Hyotei uniforms, their Fudomine uniforms were particularly conspicuous, attracting frequent glances from others.

"Is this the Ice Emperor?"

Kamio Akira opened his head and looked around. He was so curious about this famous school that he even temporarily forgot about his previous confusion.

In the Kanto region, Hyotei Academy's reputation is second only to King Tatekai Dai in Kanagawa Prefecture.

The changes that occurred at the Hyotei Tennis Club last year were a sensational news event in Tokyo.

but
  "Even if it is a school that can compete in the country, such luxurious facilities are too exaggerated."

What he saw along the way really made Kamio Akira a bit dumbfounded.

Suddenly, Yuki Satoru stopped.

Because in front of him, there were two gray-white figures walking towards him.

The visitors were none other than Atobe Keigo and Ninzu Yushi.

Yuuki Satoru looked at the Ice King from afar.

What caught his eye was the purple-grey hair, and then all his attention was attracted by the tear stain under his right eye.

Confident, powerful, proud, elegant and gorgeous.
  The moment I saw Atobe, these words automatically popped into my mind.

"Atobe Keigo."

When the two sides passed each other, Yuuki Satoru called out to stop the two of them.

Atobe paused and slowly turned around.

"Oh? You know me?"

"The gorgeous decoration can show a person's wealth, and the elegance can show a person's taste."

Yuki Satoru said calmly.

"The only one in Hyotei who has such an aura is the legendary Atobe Keigo."

rustle
  A gust of wind blew by, making the leaves rustle.

"interesting."

Atobe became slightly interested and looked around Yuuki Satoru with his sharp eyes.

"who are you?"

"Yuki Satoru."

Yuki Satoru makes no secret of his identity.

"Head of the Fudomine Tennis Club."

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"Fudomine?"

A look of doubt flashed in Atobe's eyes.

The name sounded familiar, but I couldn't remember it right away.

"Fudomine is the school that caused a lot of trouble last year."

At this time, Yushi Ninzu, who was wearing black-rimmed glasses and short dark blue hair, supported Yan Jing and whispered softly.

Hearing his reminder, Atobe immediately remembered that he had seen relevant news in the newspaper.

But that's not positive publicity.
  "There is a guy like you in Fudo Peak. It seems that the newspaper is not all true."

Atobe looked at Yuuki Satoru with a slightly strange look, and said with a hint.

At their level, even if they haven't played in the game, they can roughly judge the strength of the opponent through the induction of breath.

In Yuuki Satoru's eyes, Atobe's aura was ice and snow with cold air, biting to the bone.

So in Atobe's eyes, the aura exuded by Yuki Satoru was like a thick black cloud, in which a deadly threat lurked.

Moreover, this man was unabashedly releasing his fighting spirit at this time, with such majestic momentum that it was so strong that it almost condensed into substance.

Faced with this almost clear declaration of war, a cold light suddenly appeared in Atobe's eyes, and his fighting spirit was aroused.

This is a guy who deserves to be taken seriously.

So he made the final confirmation to Yuki Satoru.

"Since you are the chief of Fudomine, what are you doing here at Hyotei?"

Yuuki Satoru simply looked into Atobe's dark blue eyes, with the fire burning in his heart, and explained his purpose straightforwardly.

"I'm here to find you. Have a fight!"

Atobu's eyes flashed. Snapped!
  There was a crisp snap of fingers.

"Be patient and clear the place."

tennis court.

The two faced each other across the net, and everyone in the Ice Emperor Tennis Club watched the match.

"The game begins, Yuki Satoru serves, and the game ends!"

Yushi Ninzu sat on the referee's chair, raised his right hand and shouted loudly.

Yuki Satoru?
  It’s a name I’ve never heard of, but judging from Atobe’s attitude, it’s obviously not simple.

"Come on! As a guest, you serve first."

Aobe held the racket and looked at Yuki Satoru with cold eyes.

With such momentum, what is your true strength?

"Senior Yuki, you actually want to fight Hyotei's Atobe!"

Akira Kamio stood in the corner, clenching his fists and not daring to breathe.

Although he knew that Yuuki Satoru was very strong and was the only transcendent existence in Fudo Peak.

But directly confronting Hyokui's minister?
  Know the names of people and the shadows of trees.

To be able to become the director of a school that enters the national competition, Atobe's strength must be very terrifying.

"Can Yuuki-senpai win?!"

Kamio Akira thought so.

"Atobe Keigo."

Yuki Satoru held the racket, and information about Atobe Keigo flashed through his mind.

The heir to the Atobe Group, he learned tennis in the UK since he was a child. Faced with provocations from foreign tennis players, he would never give in, fighting and losing, and fighting again and again.

Finally, he reached the top, became the king, and embarked on his own tennis path.

When Guoyi first came to the Ice Emperor, he defeated all the Ice Emperor's main candidates at that time with one enemy, and with his unstoppable power, he completely changed the Ice Emperor's system.

His courage and leadership appeal can definitely be ranked among the first batch in the country.

But if it comes to strength, the current Atobe will be much different.

Before the Ice World was successfully developed, he could not even withstand the swift winds of one of the Sanada Furin Volcanoes.

Now he can only be regarded as the weakest level among the national level.

But this doesn't mean that Atobe's talent is inferior to others.

In the plot, he enters the Japanese U17 training camp, like a fish returning to the sea, and the speed of his evolution shocks everyone.

In the finals of the World Championship, he even defeated Romeo from the Spanish team, who along with Tezuka Kunimitsu was known as the No. 1 junior high school student in the world.

The main reason why he currently lags behind others is that his environment is not good.

The rest of Hyotei really couldn't keep up with Atobe's pace and couldn't find anyone who could make him fight with all his strength.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Yuuki Satoru's lips.

"In that case, let me give you a greeting gift first."

Yuki Satoru gently threw the tennis ball up, then jumped up, stretched his body, and pressed down hard with his right hand.

Bang!
  A roar suddenly sounded.

Afterwards, everyone only saw a flash of white light on the court.

Dazzling and gorgeous.

When he came to his senses, the mustard yellow tennis ball was already lying behind Atobe.

Thunder Trio·Remnant·Lightning!
  "This is."

Kamio Akira's pupils shrank.

I have long heard from Fukaji that Yuki-senpai has a way of serving the ball very quickly.

But when he actually saw it, he was still surprised.

It's so fast!

　I don’t know why I suddenly felt very sleepy when I was typing words today.

　　My head is a mess.

　　As I wrote, I slapped myself in the face and felt numb. This time, it wasn’t my heart that was numb, but my face that was numb.

　　Woo hoo hoo, give the counting votes to comfort the children.

　　Catch the next one right away.

　　If it's too late, I will post a thousand words first to help my friends who invest in ensuring that the 3000 per day will not drop. I will make up the remaining words and upload them to this chapter.

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)