Prince of Tennis: Start by replicating your talent

Nanchuan Atobe calmly exchanged places, and when he passed by Niou, he chuckled:

"I heard that you are the best at lying. It just so happens that I love seeing through other people's lies. Come on, my friend."

"Puff."

Niou also became interested.

His eyes were filled with a gloomy and unfathomable aura.

Nan Chuan outside the court sighed, slightly excited: "As expected of him, he is known as a tennis fraudster and the future's best tennis player cosplayer. Just this unpredictable mystery is already very interesting, isn't it?"

Black lines appeared on Oshitari's face: "Nanchuan, you better hold back. This guy is our Hyotei's opponent now. No matter what, he must lose."

Nanchuan said: "I know, it's not Atobe who's fighting, it's not me. As the minister, he won't let himself lose. And you see, he's starting to exert his strength, right? I believe in Atobe."

砰

Atobe's serve was very fast, almost reaching 170 km/h, but such a serve was not worth mentioning in this strong final.

Niou struck back at the same speed.

"Not bad, quick reaction."

砰

Tsuchiya increased his speed again.

砰

The speed of the tennis ball was getting faster and faster, but Atobe attacked from both sides at the same time, trying to consume his opponent's strength at the beginning of the game.

On the high platform.

Fenghuang was looking at him lazily all the time, and Touno Atsukyo beside him was already feeling a little sleepy.

"No, this guy can obviously fight faster. What is he doing? Why would he bother to fight a tug-of-war if he can't finish it in one move?"

Toono Atsuki seemed impatient with Atobe's fighting style.

"Hit him!"

"And this guy from Rikkai University, I'll go back and talk to Shuji about this, this first-year player from his alma mater, Rikkai University, is such a coward! He can only play defense!"

Phoenix: "Shut up, it's too noisy. What they are doing is called tactics and strategy. Isn't this the fun of playing tennis for junior high school students? Do you think everyone is like you who would just execute the opponent directly?"

"Hyotei can't afford to lose."

"Huh, this old man seems smarter than you. Doesn't he know that he can't afford to lose? Just be quiet."

"Oh, I was just saying, he finally made a move."

Chapter 56 The Charm of Nioh Tennis

"1-1"

"2-2"

The scores of the two players are similar, and they seem to be equally strong and evenly matched.

Nioh's basic tennis skills are also quite solid, and he can also steadily fight back against Atobe's attacks.

But this kind of confrontation did not last long, and Tobe began to launch an offensive and guided his opponent to hit a high lob.

"Here it comes! Atobe's move is about to appear!"

Yue Ren, who was standing beside Nanchuan, exclaimed.

"Nanchuan, can he evolve?"

In Hyotei, everyone knows that Nanchuan not only learned Atobe's tennis on the spot, but also later directly evolved several tennis skills.

While they were secretly applauding, they also focused their attention on Atobe, to see if this guy could evolve. Otherwise, it would be a bit of a face-loss to have their own moves not only copied but also evolved.

The pressure naturally came to Jibe.

Nanchuan looked at the lob hit by Niou, and his eyes fell on Atobe. He was also looking forward to the results of Atobe's training during this period.

He responded to Yue Ren: "Who knows, maybe he has secretly trained a powerful move at home."

Da da da!

Tebe moved quickly from the baseline, kicked off his feet and jumped up at the predicted position, appearing in the air with a jumping ability that shocked everyone. He swung the racket hard in the sunlight!

Bang! This sound was extremely loud.

Niou's eyes were fixed on the tennis ball, revealing a sense of confidence all the time.

"Niou has no problem dealing with this kind of smash." Sanada said outside the court, "Isn't this Atobe a little too confident? With this smash... what... what?!"

Clang!

Sanada's eyes widened. He was not mistaken. Niou's racket was hit by the tennis ball. The tennis ball... the tennis ball actually... "How is this possible? This is impossible!"

After hitting Niou's racket away, the tennis ball used the force to return to Atobe's court.

Still in mid-air, Tezuka swung his hand suddenly.

"Waltz towards destruction, double smash!"

The tennis ball hit Niou's feet again at a speed of almost 175km/h. Niou, who had lost his racket, could only stare at it. He dodged the bouncing tennis ball by turning sideways, and the confusion on his face was almost frozen.

"2-3 Hyotei scores!"

Sanada was stunned.

Nioh was also confused.

They had never seen this kind of play before, which actually knocked the opponent's racket away first. This ball control ability surpassed many players.

The whole audience was silent for several seconds before erupting.

"Pretty!"

"How can this ball be played like this?"

"Are you stupid? I saw Hyotei's Nanchuan use this move in the Metropolitan Tournament before, and it has evolved! This move is so cool, it can knock a person's racket away and make their arms numb and unable to lift the racket."

"So powerful? I wonder if this Atobe Keigo can also fight and see."

"Who knows? Not everyone has the ability to improve their skills."

It was a waltz towards destruction with just one ball, and Atobe kept suppressing Niou all the way.

"2-4"

The score was successfully widened, and Rikkai University's fighting spirit was immediately dampened.

The atmosphere became extremely subtle.

Sanada's face darkened even more.

"Nio, haven't you seen through him yet?"

He muttered something to himself.

Yanagi Renji on the side said:

"Genichirō, be patient. Nioh's tennis needs some time. This Atobe Keigo's tennis is indeed very interesting and strong, but don't forget what Nioh's tennis is like."

It took Sanada a while before he hummed.

But his face was still solemn. As he watched the game continue, he said:

"I am a little anxious. Hyotei's singles have become uncontrollable. We made a mistake in our prediction. Liu, I thought it was just Nanchuan. Damn it."

Yanagi Renji said nothing.

What Genichirō Sanada wanted to say was that the lineup arrangement was wrong, how could he not hear it?

砰

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"Oh, you kid? You figured it out so quickly. I was thinking about showing off again."

When Tetsube saw that Niou had changed his playing style and no longer hit high balls, and was no longer guided by him and missed the target, Tetsube was slightly surprised, but it didn't matter.

In fact, the evolution of the waltz towards destruction was not an achievement for him.

After all, with Nanchuan in front, his evolution is equally insignificant.

"But I won't stop here."

砰

Niou starts serving.

After fighting a few rounds, Nioh changed his style of play.

At the bottom line, Jibe was stunned for a moment.

Once a high lob is hit, the opponent will be forced to fight back. This style of play is often an impulsive shot that can win points when one is on passive defense. It is safe and has depth in returning the ball, which can defend the opponent from going to the net and allow one to return to position easily.

Atobe's Waltz Towards Destruction was designed to crack the lob, putting 100% of the pressure directly onto the opponent.

Now, Nioh's shot is so familiar?

"Is he... is he imitating me and giving me the opportunity to hit a lob?"

The tennis ball fell in front of him, and Niou was about to go to the net.

Atobe grinned: "I'll just see what you'll do!"

boom!

A standard oriental grip, the racket is raised and hit from below the tennis ball, with the trail of the racket tracking a distance to complete a perfect lob.

Whoosh whoosh! The spinning tennis ball spun violently in the air and quickly came to Niou's court, forcing him to stop going to the net.

However, Atobe finally noticed the sudden smile on Niou's face.

"This guy……"

"What?! He actually..."

"A Waltz to Destruction!"

During a moment of daze, Niou used Atobe's signature move. Atobe's wrist felt numb and the racket fell to the ground with a clang.

"Double smash!"

In mid-air, Niou showed Atobe's typical signature smile.

Bang! The tennis ball hit the ground, deformed and bounced up.

"15-0"

The scene was silent for two seconds, and Shishido Ryo exclaimed: "No way, how come someone else copied me again?"

Both times, it was imitated by others.

What was going on in Atobe's mind? His teammates couldn't imagine what was going on at that moment, but they were sure that Atobe's temper must have exploded.

If this happened to anyone, they would feel as if they were humiliated by their opponent.

Nanchuan didn't say anything. He always maintained his confidence in the minister and was not affected by this goal.

Shinobi analyzed:

"Nanchuan, tell me, what's going on? This person is just like the tennis ball you play."

"You said before that he is good at disguise. Does this mean he can disguise himself as someone else? And then play someone else's tennis ball?"

Nan Chuan looked back at him and praised him, "Our deputy minister is really smart. He knows to think from another angle. Congratulations, you got it right. This is Niou Masaharu's disguise. His disguise started with imitation. The charm of tennis also started from this moment."

"As for Atobe, he will definitely give us a surprise, won't he? I have every reason to believe that our Hyotei will never lose, so Atobe will definitely give us a surprise."

Chapter 57: The Unreturnable Serve

"Imitate? Hahahaha, look at Phoenix, there is actually someone who imitates other people's tennis. Where is his own tennis style? Hahahaha, what a coward."