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

He led the knights into the mountains to defeat the Demon King.

along the way.

They killed many enemies, but when facing the demon king wearing a horned helmet, their weapons were broken and they were easily killed by the opponent with just one finger.

Swish!

this time.

When Atobe opened his eyes.

He had become an apprentice in a blacksmith shop, making weapons for the knights who were about to go to war. In his hand, he was holding the knight's lance.

stab.

But he accidentally touched the spear to the red-hot iron furnace, softening part of it.

But the order was urgent, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and deliver the spear. As a result, after the guards set out, news soon came that the entire army was annihilated.

Atobe himself also died in the chaos.

Swish!

the fourth time.

Atobe resurrected again.

This time he became an ordinary man, struggling for a living. Soon he heard the news that the Cavaliers were wiped out, and he died in the chaos again.

Swish!

the fifth time.

the sixth time.

Seventh time.

Atobe died again and again, and gradually, his consciousness was completely worn away. He wandered the streets like a zombie.

But in his heart, there was a voice calling him.

Follow this sound.

He met a team going to fight the devil, and followed them all the way to the bull-horned devil.

Click!

In front of the trace.

The knight leader's weapon broke and he was killed instantly by the opponent. The soldiers around him also died one after another, and finally, he was the only one left.

In despair.

That special voice reappeared in his mind.

“I won’t lose!”

"I am Keigo Atobe"

“I will never lose!”

Swish!

Suddenly.

Atobe opened his eyes wide, as if awakening, he picked up the broken spear and threw it with a puff.

Knock the devil's helmet to the ground.

next moment.

A round-faced young man wearing oval glasses appeared in front of him.

"Clap clap clap!!!"

In a trance.

A burst of warm applause rang in his ears.

Hula la.

At this time.

Behind the round-faced young demon king, two red curtains were drawn open.

"It's over, Atobe-kun."

On the other side, Irie, who represented the Demon King, spoke: "Thank you for cooperating with me and completing this performance. However, the final act of the hero's subjugation of the Demon King has ended."

Snap.

And this time.

Illusion and reality reversed, and Atobe was back on the court again. Under his shocked gaze, a tennis ball slowly rolled past Irie's feet.

"out!"

"competition is over."

"Irie wins, score 6-0!"

At this time.

The referee's voice sounded.

Only then did Atobe realize that the second round of the match had actually ended?

"A brave man defeats the devil?"

He lowered his head in a daze, feeling the golden aura that had suddenly increased on his body, with an expression of disbelief in his eyes.

In other words.

He unknowingly fell into the theater set up by the other party?

Every time the scene changes, it is an ending. And his identity, or his own mental power, becomes weaker and weaker as time goes by.

If he failed to recall his goal at the last moment and break through his own limits mentally, would it mean that his consciousness would forever sink into the theater set up by Irie?

"Gudu."

Think of this.

Even with his calmness, Jibe couldn't help swallowing.

"So, this is this person's real [Tennis Dimension]?!"

Chapter 374: The Eighth Battle, Tezuka vs. Tanejima

The curtain slowly fell.

At this moment, a golden aura was emanating from Atobe's body that was even stronger than before.

"His imperial aura has broken through?!"

Tachibana looked at Atobe in surprise.

"Ah."

Chitose beside him nodded: "I don't know what happened, but at the last moment, he hit the ball back to Irie-senpai. He broke his own limit."

With that ball, most people in the stadium couldn't see the path of the ball clearly.

too fast.

It was as if it was no longer a simple shot in space, but a shot that penetrated the realm of time. Even Irie was unable to counterattack.

But it's a pity.

Although Atobe's mental strength improved, his ball control ability did not improve significantly. That ball still went out of bounds.

"This game ends here."

Sitting on the high chair, the referee looked at the vigorous but confused Atobe. He turned his head and glanced at the smiling round-faced young man across from him, and said loudly:

"Irie Kanata wins, 7-5, 6-0!"

Win both battles.

Moreover, the opponent he defeated was the leader of the junior high school tennis club, Hyotei. Such a record moved many people.

After all, in the eyes of high school students, especially most of the first-team players, Irie's ability was not that strong.

"really."

Outside the court, Byodoin's eyes moved slightly: "His tennis ball has also broken through the boundaries of that layer and entered the realm of another dimension."

"Ah."

Duke next to him nodded solemnly.

Atobe's strength is not weak, but even such a strong person, after Irie got serious, the second round of the duel ended in less than 10 minutes.

Based on his experience, Atobe must have been sucked into Irie's alternate dimension during this time.

but.

Throughout the match, Irie's abilities were not particularly evident. The only thing that could be observed was the shadow of the curtain slowly closing at the end of the match.

Thinking of this, Duke said solemnly: "According to his own personality, it should be some kind of stage script ability."

“Turning the stadium into a stage?”

Byodoin raised his eyebrows slightly.

Unknowingly, Irie, the opponent whom he originally did not take seriously, has reached a considerable height.

but.

In the past year, Irie's performance has been nothing special. Although he has some abilities, that's all.

"so."

Turning his eyes, Byodoin took a deep look at Ishikawa in the distance: "After all, it was the arrival of that guy that caused the changes!"

"It was a great match, Atobe-kun."