But the Atobe on the opposite side has not realized it yet.

He continued to create the Ice World. This was the bottleneck he encountered, so he needed to comprehend it repeatedly.

As a result, his subsequent tennis returns were filled with errors.

boom!

"Touch the net!"

"30-15"

“Out of bounds!

"40-15!"

“Out of bounds!

“O-2!”

Everyone looked at Atobe in surprise, with an expression of disbelief on their faces.

"what happened?"

"How could Atobe make such a mistake? It's absolutely impossible!"

Chapter 131: Deprivation of Strength, Promise of a Different Dimensional War

The whole audience was silent for several seconds, and then there was a burst of discussion, all expressing disbelief at the situation:

'It's impossible for Atobe to make such a low-level mistake. "

Serving errors, net touching, and out of bounds often occur among novices who have just started playing tennis, or among players who have little experience and are not strong enough.

If a player of Atobe's level continues to have these problems, it can only be said that his tennis playing is getting worse and worse and he is at the same level as a novice.

But a man as proud as Atobe would never allow himself to make these low-level mistakes on the field, whether in formal occasions or daily competitions. It was obvious that he was definitely not acting when he fought back so hard just now."

So what is going on? Is it too much pressure? "Everyone is puzzled"

Another possibility: If the pressure is too great, the psychological burden is too heavy, the mind becomes distracted and the attention becomes inattentive, such mistakes may also occur.

But this person is Atobe, and he doesn't look like he is under so much pressure. In this incredible and unbelievable atmosphere, only the referee Jiro Akutagawa knows what is going on.

There were also a few stunned Oshizukas who had not believed what Akutagawa Jiro said about the breathtaking feeling of Minamikawa's ball skills, but now they seemed to have really understood something."

Oshitari pushed his glasses up: "Could it be that it's not Atobe's own problem, but because of Minamikawa's ball skills? Atobe got caught?"

Jilang hummed, he felt the same way and was speechless at this moment.

Everyone looked at Atobe in the court. He just picked up the tennis ball silently. No one knew what he was thinking.

Only he himself knew how despairing the mistake that just happened was.

My tennis, being taken away little by little?" He had already realized the root of the problem.

However, he was also very clear that he was now completely confused and could not find a solution. He even seemed unable to resist the illusion that his life was withering away.

"Damn it, I absolutely cannot stay in this passive situation forever." Atobe thought secretly and took out a tennis ball.

Now it's his turn to serve again. He hits the ball with a textbook serving posture and bang!

He used a serve style that was popular among players because of its fast speed and strong power - the flat shot.

Boom!

Nanchuan played steadily and continued to use the Wither skill.

However, Atobe's strength is several times greater than Jiro's, and the effect of Withering on him is not enough to completely deprive Atobe of his tennis ball after a few rounds.]

With Tobi gritting his teeth, concentrating his attention and forcing resistance, the result of this round naturally could not achieve the same result as the previous round when Tobi was caught off guard.

The sound of balls hitting the court continues. Now the feeling of being deprived a little bit is not so strong, but why is my strength still declining? "

boom!

“O-3!”

Atobe, the ball you just hit was a little off target."

And the last goal was obviously misjudged.”

Oshitari reminded from the side.

Although he now understood the reason, he couldn't help but give a few reminders when he saw that Atobe's tennis level was declining.

Atobe took the towel handed over by Karaji and wiped his face roughly. He snorted and kept his composure and said:

'I know, I don't need you to remind me.'

He looked at Nanchuan opposite him with a depressed look, secretly challenging himself to go all out for a while.

And he tried hard to resist the "sense of despair" that was quietly eroding him.

At this time, Nanchuan was adjusting the strings of his racket and was lost in thought.

Withering has been continuing to take effect, which he already feels is incredible. If it continues like this, then the failure of Tsuchiya is only a matter of time.

However, Atobe has greatly reduced the effect of his withering.

Then when he becomes stronger or meets a stronger opponent, he will need to comprehend this withering more.

The game is ongoing.

The sun is about to set.

The light spread across the court, stretching their figures, and the two young men competing on the court were panting and sweating profusely.

The score was gradually widened by Nanchuan.

He had no intention of letting Atobe score a single point. This was his way of "suppressing" Atobe.

The Ice World had absolutely no lethality to him, a player who had played underground tennis for a month.

He could easily break through these advances and block the weaknesses. Moreover, he used the Withering skill to prevent Atobe from using his Ice World.

"O-4"

It's Atobe's turn to serve again.

Atobe took a gamble and hit Tannhauser's serve.

However, when swinging the racket, Atobe felt a little desperate.

He missed!

Damn it! I have already calculated the best hitting point and direction.

But why does it still go astray?

Has his ability to control the ball been completely lost?

As expected, there was a problem with the tennis ball that went astray:

"Touch the net!"

"Touch the net!"

Jiro said this somewhat numbly.

This was exactly the same as his situation last night. Not only was his ball-control ability disappearing, but even the flexibility of his wrist seemed to have returned to zero.

Nanchuan's fighting style was simply torturing them. Those who lacked mental strength would have already collapsed on the spot due to the torture.

He was completely desperate last night.

But now the atomic force can still continue to hold on.

This is the gap between them, but despite this, Atobe has been stripped of his strength bit by bit.

Now even Tanner’s serve is useless to him, and it also puts some burden on his arms!

It's useless, Atobe." Jiro said weakly, without even thinking of persuading Atobe.

Now, Tezuka only has the basic attack, and all his special moves have been weakened.

Then you may not even be able to perform a normal attack next.

Atobe did not give up and hit a few more balls.

"Mistake!"

"O-30!"

“○-40!”

"Out of bounds!"

"0-5!"

There was almost no suspense. How could Atobe, who was like a novice at this moment, possibly score against Nanchuan?

However, Nanchuan was immersed in actual combat and understanding at the same time.

He continued to use Wither until he saw that Atobe's batting speed, power, rotation, and even ball control had begun to decline drastically, and a smile finally appeared on his face.

""horrible!"

He exclaimed and swung his racket hard!

boom!

"O-6!"

"Atobe, lost"

Atobe supported himself on his knees with his hands, lowered his head, and panted.

Sweat dripped down his chin. He remained silent, but his brows were tightly furrowed.

"hateful.

After cursing in his heart, Tobe wiped the sweat off his forehead.

I originally wanted to fight with Nanchuan to see if I could break through the bottleneck.

But how could he break through with this style of play? How could he find a way to break through when his strength was constantly declining!

He raised his head in confusion and took the towel that had been waiting for a long time to wipe his face.

Atobe, I..." Nanchuan seemed to see that Atobe wanted to break through, but because his withering was not suitable for everyone to practice moves and find a breakthrough, he wanted to say that they would fight tomorrow.

But Atobe snorted: "Why, you want to apologize after winning?"

The voice was sonorous and powerful, and it regained its previous spirit. Nanchuan smiled and said, "How is it possible? You lost, and it's a problem of your strength. You can't blame me.

I just want to say, if you want to fight again, I can fight you in another dimension, maybe I can help you break through. "

Atobe looked up at him:

"Really?"

Because the alternate dimension is too dangerous, Nanchuan has never used it during this period of time.

The main reason is that he knows that his teammates cannot bear it now. Of course, Akutsu has also been eager to try.

Atobe was silent for a long time before he said, "Humph, this is necessary."

"But what was that move you just made?"

Everyone gathered around, wanting to know what Nanchuan's skills were.

Atobe asked again: "My strength is being taken away by you bit by bit, that's not it?"

"Don't worry, it's just an effect on the court. Your tennis ball is still your tennis ball." Nanchuan said, "This move is called Withering. I recently realized it. It can try to make the opponent gradually lose the ability to play tennis on the court. How about it, cool?"

Everyone was silent.

Wow, isn't that cool? It's so cool that it makes the opponent almost cry.

How can we fight if this happens?

Is this being suppressed and beaten?

With such a huge gap in strength, there's no need for any more rounds. He'll be crushed in minutes!

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