Net King: My Black Basket Template

Chapter 60 The Final Winner

"Huh~
  You are really awesome. "

Exhaling a breath of white air, Atobe said cautiously to the blue and white figure on the other side of the net. Apart from Yuki Satoru, Tezuka was the first person to force him into such a situation.

However, his fighting spirit at this moment has not diminished at all, and his eyes are shining brightly.

"The final victory will belong to me!"

After hearing this, Tezuka's expression remained unchanged, his eyes looked at the opposite side from afar, and he spoke seriously.

"Atobe, just let your horse come over."

Wow!

The leaves of the big branches beside the court were swaying gently, and a bit of breeze blew through the hot court.

Everyone outside the court was so nervous that they held their breath, not daring to take a breath, and looked at the two people on the court in great silence.

Because the next time will determine the final victory of the game!

Atobe took out a yellow tennis ball from his pocket and pressed it gently on the ground.

Pah. Pah. Pah.
  Taking a deep breath, his body tensed instantly, his calf muscles bulged, and his toes tapped lightly.

Bang!
  A roar echoed across the court.

Even though the game has reached this stage, Atobe's serve is still fast and tricky, and the yellow ball shadow falls accurately into the opponent's court.

Tread!

Tezuka took a diagonal step and chased the ball.

When the opponent serves, the Tezuka Zone cannot be activated. The tennis ball must be given a special spin before the zone can be expanded on the next ball.

Facing the bouncing tennis ball, Tezuka moved his shoulders and waist, stretched out his arms and pumped hard.

The tennis ball immediately flew back.

Bang!
  Bang!
  In the tie-break, whoever gets seven points first, or whoever wins by two points after seven points, will win, and the two men started a tug-of-war in the tie-break.

The yellow streamer kept jumping back and forth in the field.

"1-1!"

"2-2!"

"5-5!"

Qingxue and Hyokui both had their hearts in their throats.

The critical moment that determines victory or defeat is coming. Will we continue to struggle endlessly, or will someone score two points in one go and win?

Bang!
  Tezuka's calm eyes glanced at Atobe's position, and with a quick backhand move, he pulled the ball towards the opposite corner and hit an unexpected straight shot from the bottom corner.

"Don't even try to score points from me with such a little trick!"

Atobe smiled softly, a puff of smoke rose up from the soles of his feet, he stopped with a sliding step, and then quickly ran towards the right field.

His steps were quick, but his rhythm was still well controlled.

The moment the tennis ball bounced, the racket in his hand gently pulled towards the tennis ball.

Bang!
  The tennis ball drew a high curve in the air, and after landing, it was still attracted to Tezuka by the Tezuka area.

But these were all within Atobe's calculations. He just hit the high ball to leave enough room for the next attack.

The fast attack will begin next, disrupting Tezuka's rhythm and exposing his flaws!
  huh~
  However, facing the tennis ball falling high, a glimmer of light flashed in Tezuka's calm eyes.

He moved!
  stab
  Turning sideways to create enough space, the racket was cut from the side, and the arm was exerted upwards and downwards. The tennis ball brushed against the surface of the racket. Tezuka's wrist was tilted downwards and everything was done gently.

"It's a short ball!"

Noticing Tezuka's movements, Atobe swung his arms rapidly, like an arrow from the string heading straight for the net.

Snapped.
  Swish.
  Almost at the same moment as the tennis ball hit the ground, Atobe took out the racket in his hand.

"This distance is manageable!"

The tennis ball landed five centimeters in front of the racket, and he estimated in his mind the height it should bounce to. Atobe's eyes showed a confident light, but...
  Whoosh~

In his frozen and shocked expression, the tennis ball rubbed on the ground for a few seconds without any sign of bouncing, and then slowly rolled towards the dividing net.     .

"Gulu~"

A short ball that doesn’t bounce? !

The entire stadium was silent, and someone swallowed something very clear.

Atobe's arm stiffly retracted the forward racket, stood up slowly, and looked at Tezuka, who was as cold as an iceberg, with an ugly expression on his face.

"This guy actually hid such a short ball until the last moment?"

"6-5!"

Tezuka's final moment has arrived.

"Atobe lost." Yuuki Satoru said decisively.

Although Type Zero is not an unsolvable move, it can be broken by hitting the tennis ball back before it hits the ground.

But now it's Tezuka's end of the match, and Atobe has only one chance. He doesn't have enough time to figure out the opportunity to crack Zero.

A tennis match is not only a duel of strength, but also the tactical arrangement between players is very important. The foreshadowing laid in the previous ball may play a key role in the next ball.

In order to win the final victory, Tezuka even resisted and hid his trick until the end, so that at such a critical moment, the Zero Short Ball could become a fatal blow.

Sure enough, the next point was over quickly.

Since he had already seen everything, Tezuka would not give Atobe a chance.

I saw the racket in my hand tilted slightly in the air.

Whoosh~

The tennis ball slowly fell from the front of the net, and the air almost solidified. In everyone's eyes, the yellow tennis ball rubbed slightly for a second, and then rolled backwards towards the dividing net.

"7-5!"

competition is over.

"Game, Youth Academy Tezuka Kunimitsu, 7-6!"

"The game is over, Youth Academy wins, the total score is 3-1!"

"Youth Academy, advanced to the finals of the Metropolitan Competition!"

The voice from the radio officially announced that Seigaku had won the semi-finals from Hyotei.

Suddenly there was thunderous applause, this game is really exciting!
  Coach Ryuzaki looked at Tezuka, who was shining brightly on the court, and was a little stunned. She seemed to have seen Echizen Nanjiro back then.

Vaguely, the two figures overlapped on the court, and her heart was filled with emotions.

The Qingxue people on the side were already cheering happily. Defeating the Ice King was a feat that had not been accomplished for many years.

Now it’s finally in their hands!

But on the other side, the atmosphere of the Ice King team seemed a bit gloomy.

Walking with heavy steps, Atobe felt a little complicated.

Although the score was only one point behind, in terms of tactical arrangements, he lost completely.

So in his heart, in addition to Yuuki Satoru, another name was added.
  Tezuka Kunimitsu!

He took a deep look at Tezuka's figure, and after turning his head, he suppressed all those negative emotions in his heart.

As the minister of Hyokui, he must face his subordinates with the best attitude. This is the king's duty.

But these have nothing to do with Yuki Satoru. He glanced at Tezuka, smiled slightly, then turned around and led everyone in Fudomine out of the auditorium.

At this time, Tezuka was surrounded by everyone from Seigaku. As if he was sensing something, he looked through the crowd and looked in a certain direction.

And that's exactly where Fudomine left.

Next up is the finals
  　Thanks to Emperor Zun, the Lord of Ancient Heaven, for the 1500-point reward, and thanks to Gun Dance Jinghong for the 200-point reward.

　　This is the third round of recommendations, my brothers and sisters are really awesome! Many thanks!
  　　Tomorrow is Saturday, I'll get up early to make up for the update, and I'll release it in the evening as usual.

　　
  　
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