I'm in NetKing, and I have a tennis mini-game

Especially some other junior high school students, such as Kirihara, Kamio and others who stayed in the base, looked at Irie in disbelief.

unimaginable.

This was actually the reaction of a master who scored a goal against Tomokazu and silenced the entire audience.

"Is he acting?"

The corner of Kikumaru's mouth twitched: "It's too fake. Not to mention Atobe-senpai, even Horio can't be fooled, right?"

"Forehead."

Hear the words.

The expressions of the people in Qingxue couldn't help but become strange.

But Tezuka and Fuji's expressions were still very serious. Admittedly, Irie's acting was very poor, but such a person didn't look like someone who could defeat Atobe with one goal.

After all, moves and actions can be imitated deliberately, but the flawless and detached temperament when he just killed Atobe cannot be acted out.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

but.

As the game continues.

Under the attack of Atobe, Irie was in a state of extreme embarrassment. Gradually, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his unnecessary movements became more and more noticeable.

He looked as if he was forced into a state of panic and disarray.

"Irie-senpai."

Liu narrowed his eyes. Even though Atobe was very powerful, he didn't think that Irie would be easily suppressed.

"Is there a possibility?"

At this time, Qian next to him suddenly said, "He was also acting, but because he was too immersed in the role, he really got into the play. By the time he wanted to change his tactics, it was too late."

"This"

Hear the words.

The others were stunned.

Gan's guess seemed absurd at first, but if you look closely at Rujiang's state, there is no trace of acting at all. It seems to confirm Gan's guess.

but.

People like Tezuka and Fuji still had doubts in their hearts. For them, anything was possible before the outcome of the match was decided.

Snapped!

But that's it.

While attacking, Atobe suddenly shot an arrow and knocked the racket out of Irie's hand.

"This is."

Everyone's eyelids jumped, and Hyotei's team members were so excited that they blurted out: "Atobe's ultimate move is the waltz towards destruction!"

Swish!

midair.

Atobe leaped into the air like an eagle, holding the racket with one hand and made a smash.

"I wonder if you can continue acting this time!"

Thoughts turned.

With a gleam in his eyes, he aimed at Irie's side, the crystal icicle that represented his weakness, and smashed the tennis ball out.

Bang!

Smashing sound.

But at the same time, the ice pillar that represented Irie's blind spot in Atobe's eyes also shattered at the same time.

"what?!"

Atobe's pupils shrank.

Immediately.

Then Rujiang reached out with a smile on his face, picked up the racket on the ground, and hit the incoming ball.

Bang!

A pale yellow light bloomed beneath Atobe, whose feet had not yet touched the ground.

"30-0!"

The referee spoke, and the entire stadium fell silent again.

"Gudu."

Hiyoshi, Feng and the others swallowed subconsciously.

It was the first time they saw someone use this method to break through Atobe's special move.

"so."

Oshitari looked at Irie with a serious look in his eyes: "He was acting all along, including when his racket was knocked away by Atobe. He was actually acting for us on purpose."

"Well."

Hear the words.

Shishido, Akutagawa, Mukai and the others couldn't help but look gloomy.

It was the first time they saw a player with such a bad taste. He treated the competition as a stage for performance and used the performance to make the opponent take action for fun.

"Atobe."

immediately.

Everyone looked towards Atobe.

The first time might be considered a mistake, but being fooled by the opponent twice in a row is really embarrassing.

Especially this is Hyotei's minister, the arrogant and ridiculously self-esteemed Atobe Keigo.

The members of Hyotei were the most nervous.

Because they didn't know whether Atobe, who was humiliated repeatedly, would lose his mind.

but.

Surprisingly, Atobe didn't show any expression and just turned and left.

"Oh?"

Seeing this, Irie raised his eyebrows in surprise: "As expected of a minister of Hyotei, your control over emotions is indeed quite good."

Bang!

Subsequently.

He hit the serve and waited for Atobe's next attack.

As a result, the opponent did not attack as aggressively as before. Instead, he used left and right slices to start a tug-of-war at the baseline.

"Calm down?"

Irie raised his brows slightly: "You didn't take the initiative anymore and chose to test your opponent's strength. I have to say that your fighting style is very stable, but... too boring!"

Bang!

Immediately.

Irie takes action.

He suddenly increased his hitting speed and hit the tennis ball to the corner of Atobe's backhand. After the opponent counterattacked, he hit it in the opposite direction again.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

After several rounds in a row, Tezuka was beaten completely without any resistance.

Bang!

finally.

Irie hit the ball diagonally and scored the point.

"40-0!"

"Is that the only extent?"

Irie raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Atobe with dissatisfaction: "I thought you were different from ordinary players. It seems I was wrong. After all, you can't get rid of that tacky tennis."

Bang!

Done.

He hit the tennis ball again.

Afterwards, Irie exploded with his strength and attacked at an extremely fast pace, completely defeating Atobe and making him unable to raise his head.

Bang!

Another goal, winning the game.

"Game!"

"Irie, 1-3!"

As Irie became more serious, the situation changed.

And then, his fighting style became more and more fierce, attacking completely at Tomokazu's weaknesses, as if he wanted to make the opponent look bad in public.

“This guy’s tennis.”