The Prince of Tennis: My tennis skills come from Naruto

Chapter 188 A Waltz Towards Destruction!

It's fair to say that if he hadn't possessed exceptional insight, strong mental fortitude, and hadn't learned about Yukimura Seiichi's ability to suppress the five senses beforehand from Kamiya, thus remaining on guard, he would have been completely unaware. Therefore, this was Yukimura's "seed" of suppressing the five senses—extremely concealed, subtly and gradually boiling his opponent like a frog in slowly boiling water.

Thinking of this, Atobe Keigo raised his eyes and looked at Yukimura Seiichi across the room.

The two looked at each other, one with amusement in his eyes and the other with a smile, but deep down they were calm and determined.

"Bang!"

Yukimura Seiichi swung his racket, and the fluorescent yellow tennis ball instantly flew back to the half of the court where Atobe Keigo was.

With his left hand still covering half his face, Atobe Keigo watched the incoming yellow light and clicked his tongue inwardly. It seemed a simple counterattack wouldn't score a point.

He still needed to unleash the world of ice. With that thought in mind, Atobe Keigo continued to focus intently on finding the blind spots in Yukimura Seiichi's territory as he moved, but so far, he hadn't discovered anything at all.

Atobe Keigo was slightly surprised. Yukimura Seiichi was the second guy, after Kamiya You (in his non-playing state), that he couldn't find a blind spot for.

It can only be said that he truly deserves to be the captain of Rikkai University, the second guy to lead the tennis club's reform, and he certainly has something to be commended for.

However, it's also possible that the observation time was too short, and Yukimura's blind spot was too well hidden, so Atobe-sama hasn't discovered it yet. But even if the Ice World can't be opened for the time being, Atobe-sama can still score points!

Keigo Atobe said that he is not the kind of person who gets stuck on trivial matters. Anyway, any cat that catches mice is a good cat, whether it's black or white.

Then let's use that trick!

With that thought in mind, Atobe Keigo first hit a powerful backspin shot that landed in the front half of the court, "thump."

This shot was powerful, landing precisely in the front half of the court, bouncing up and then dropping rapidly.

And just as he predicted, Yukimura Seiichi hit a high-quality lob shot that plunged towards the baseline. "Now's the time!"

A glint flashed in Atobe Keigo's eyes, and he quickly seized the opportunity, "Thump thump thump!"

First, accelerate with three steps, then adjust with two steps, and finally, gather strength and push off the ground with the last step.

Then, he leaped up!

Atobe Keigo's body stretched out completely in the air.

His figure shone brightly in the sunlight, and the beauty mark under his eye was like the finishing touch, making him exceptionally charming.

With unstoppable momentum, Atobe Keigo brought his right racket down fiercely!

"Bang!"

The tennis ball was imbued with terrifying kinetic energy the moment it made contact with the racket face, transforming into a streak of yellow light that tore through the air.

Moreover, its target is not the conventional landing point, but rather—

The handle of the racket in Yukimura Seiichi's right hand!

"A waltz towards destruction!"

Atobe Keigo's shout and the sound of the ball hitting the ball rang out almost simultaneously.

His voice was magnificent and powerful, not at all drowned out by the explosion; on the contrary, it added a touch of grimness, carrying with it the scent of gunpowder.

On the other side of the court, facing this ball, Yukimura Seiichi took a step to the left with superhuman speed, simultaneously swinging his racket horizontally and making a slicing motion. However, he didn't have time to complete the motion; his wrist only had time to move slightly before the ball arrived. Then, like a cannonball, the tennis ball smashed his racket away.

"Kuda"

The racket landed awkwardly on the ground, shaking several times.

Upon seeing this, the court fell silent. Then, the referee's loud announcement pierced the air and broke the silence: "Atobe Keigo scores! 0-15!"

Keigo Atobe raised his chin, "Be captivated by my magnificent ball skills!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Hyotei supporters erupted in a deafening roar.

"oh!!"

"Atobe! Atobe! Atobe!!"

"Hyotei will be the winner! Hyotei will be the victor!!"

"Wow, so cool! I feel like Atobe-kun is three times as handsome as Kamiya-sama right now!"

Kamiya You's personal female bodyguards also cast admiring glances at Atobe Keigo.

"Sri Lanka No. 1!"

The spectators in the stands were also stunned by this smash, praising Atobe Keigo to each other endlessly, "That's fucking awesome! Hyotei's vice-captain Atobe actually knocked Rikkai's captain's racket out of the air, can you believe it?!"

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"Is this going to be a one-sided affair?!"

"Very likely, very likely."

"Don't jump to conclusions too quickly," Inoue Mamoru couldn't help but interject. "Rikkai's Yukimura-kun still has some tricks up his sleeve."

"His annihilation of the five senses and his state of selflessness are both beyond the limit. The former would render Atobe unable to fight, while the latter would cause his combat power to skyrocket."

"In short, a one-sided outcome is really impossible."

"I don't care, old man, just shut up. I'm totally on Atobe's side, Atobe is absolutely unstoppable!"

.—"

"minister----"

Most of the regulars in the Rikkai region looked at Yukimura Seiichi on the court with worried expressions. Their invincible captain had already lost a game to Atobe Keigo and then lost another point to Atobe in his own service game.

"Seiichi—" Sanada Genichiro couldn't help but murmur a low call, even though he trusted his childhood friend.

Meanwhile, Yukimura Seiichi himself was leisurely picking up his fallen racket from the ground. Looking at the intact racket, he muttered to himself, "A waltz toward destruction, huh? That's something."

The two sleeves of his coat swayed gently on his shoulders as he did so.

Yukimura Seiichi stood up. Although his opponent had won a point in his service game, he didn't seem anxious or surprised at all, because the ball that caused his racket to slip out of his hand could actually be considered something he had actively caused.

Although he deliberately placed the lob higher than usual when he hit it, Atobe Keigo's smash was still too fast, and his reaction time was still limited. He was not fully prepared for the first return, and if he had forced it, the force of the ball would have damaged his wrist.

So he simply gave up for the time being. After all, even the slightest damage or weakness could become the most fatal flaw in such an evenly matched game!

In short, everything is for the ultimate victory!

With that thought in mind, Yukimura Seiichi gripped his racket, walked to the left service court, first tactically juggled the ball, and then smoothly completed a series of movements: bending his knees, tossing the ball, jumping, turning his body, and swinging his racket. "Thump!"

The tennis ball transformed into a sharp yellow streak, precisely aimed at the corner of the service area on the opposite side of the court.

Keigo Atobe moved quickly and then hit another backspin ball, intending to repeat his previous move and create another opportunity to use his smash.

However, Yukimura Seiichi said that he would not fall into the same trap twice. With a slight sway, he moved to the side and swiftly pulled his racket up from below.

"Bang!

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The tennis ball skimmed low over the top edge of the net, giving Atobe Keigo no chance whatsoever.