Chapter 125: Yuuki Satoru Enters the Court

Kanto Tournament venue.

A breeze blew across the sky, the clouds covering the sun revealed a small gap, sunlight penetrated and shot down, the court was dyed gold, and the drifting dust was like a thin layer of light gauze, shrouding the two in it.

"You won."

At the net, Chitose looked at Kippei Tachibana, whose blood was surging and face was rosy, and smiled, extending his left hand, his hand clenched into a fist.

"However, I will ask for it back next time!"

Slap!

Kippei Tachibana gave a hearty laugh, and the two tightly clenched fists touched lightly above the net.

Gazing earnestly into each other's eyes, there were no words, yet they already understood each other's intentions.

Accompanied by the heartfelt smiles of the two, the shackles that Kippei Tachibana had carried for a long time quietly dissipated. From then on, nothing could block his path in tennis.

"The winner next time will still be me."

Hearing Xiao Xing's explanation, Shenwei Ming scratched the back of his head, showing a confused look.

"Oh."

Atobe was silent, passing Chitose, his gaze sweeping over the Fudomine stands, and he walked straight past Chitose toward the court.

"Miyuki is here too? Is she attending Bing Di? Why not come to Fudomine's elementary department? Xiao Xing and I can both take care of her."

"You haven't always wanted to know how amazing that guy is, right?"

Just when Chitose thought Atobe was blaming himself, a calm and cold voice reached his ears.

"It really is your style, Kippei, refusing to give an inch."

You already have Xiao Xing, you greedy brother!"

Ju Xing wiped her eyes, the area around her eyes slightly red.

Outside the court.

"Sorry, I still lost..."

Pushing away Kippei Tachibana's arm, Chitose laughed and scolded angrily.

"No, it's nothing, it's just that seeing my brother and Brother Chitose able to laugh and play after the match feels really good."

The domineering words entered his ears, Chitose was stunned for a moment, and then a more brilliant smile appeared.

Shenwei Ming, standing beside him, was the first to notice Ju Xing's loss of composure and asked with concern.

Even if the opponent is Kippei, it shouldn't...

"..."

In order to cure his eyes, Atobe could be said to have spent a lot of effort to find the world's top medical team, but he failed to help him win the victory.

"Don't come here, my sister naturally should follow me."

"Speaking of which, my sister is also transferring to Tokyo next month. Don't forget to bring Xiao Xing to visit our home then."

"Xiao Xing, what's wrong?"

Seeing Atobe standing silently in front of him, a sense of guilt arose in Chitose's heart.

Then next...

Don't miss a single second!"

There was no cheering, no shouting, not even that iconic snap of the fingers.

Atobe walked onto the court unusually quietly. For this high-profile Bing Di King, this ordinary way of entering the court was actually very abnormal.

The referee had not yet given notification, but the gray-white figure was already in position on the court.

The purple-gray hair was slightly brushed by the breeze, the tear mole under Atobe's cold eyes flashed with a chilling light, and his cold gaze was cast toward the Fudomine direction.

"Senior Jiecheng, Atobe seems to know that you will play in the next singles match No. 2." Shenwei Ming whispered.

"Actually, it's easy to guess. From the time Tachibana played in singles No. 3, Atobe should have already known that we intended to decide the winner in the first four matches.

Moreover, Bing Di is also playing the same game as us, otherwise Oshitari Yuushi wouldn't have played in doubles No. 2."

Yuuki Satoru smiled slightly, answering Shenwei Ming's doubts, and then turned to look at Yiwu Shen Si and teased with a smile.

"Shen Si, it looks like you won't have a chance to play this time."

Hearing this, Yiwu Shen Si curled his lips and remained silent. He looked as if he didn't care at all, but in fact, having seen the previous matches, his hands had long been itching.

The referee's voice suddenly sounded.

"The singles No. 2 match is about to begin, please have both players prepare."

Yuuki Satoru narrowed his eyes, Atobe's abnormal appearance reflected in his eyes.

Very serious, huh...

He smiled confidently, threw his black jacket toward Yiwu Shen Si, and strode toward the court.

"Yuuki..."

Kippei Tachibana just wanted to remind him a few more words, but his gaze was suddenly attracted by a corner of the opposite stand.

Swish.

At this moment, several bright yellow figures appeared there.

"We seem to have missed an incredible match."

With white hair, Nioh's gaze swept across the surroundings, and seeing those faces that still showed excitement, he immediately sensed the unusual atmosphere in the venue.

Only after a sufficiently intense match ends will the audience continue to discuss it endlessly after the match.

Liu Lian Er opened his slightly narrowed eyes, "I thought the two key matches would be shown in singles No. 2 and singles No. 1. It seems I miscalculated."

"Too slack."

Sanada pressed the brim of his hat, his expression serious and cold. Kirihara hid behind Nioh and blinked. At such times, not speaking is the safest.

"Sanada, don't always keep such a tight face."

Nioh showed a fox-like smile, quietly dissolving Sanada's sharp momentum, and pointed to the court without changing his expression.

"Better to come early than to come by coincidence, this match is also worth watching."

At this time, the voice in the broadcast sounded at the right time.

"Next, the singles No. 2 match is about to begin, between Yuuki Satoru of Fudomine Middle School and Atobe Keigo of Bing Di Xue Yuan."

"Yuuki Satoru!"

Hearing this name, Sanada's eyes flashed with a sharp light, like sparks splashing from the collision of swords.

Hmph!

Staring sharply at the court, a trace of cold momentum appeared on him.

"I want to see what kind of ability you have to be able to defeat Tezuka Kunimitsu!"

Under the court.

Without Atobe's showing-off segment, the toss this time was very quick.

"The match begins, one set to decide the winner!

Atobe Keigo of Bing Di Xue Yuan serves first."

Slap, slap, slap.

The tennis ball bounced on the ground and fell, the chill in Atobe's eyes becoming more intense, almost overflowing.

"I have been waiting for this match for a long time, Tezuka, and you too..."

Swish!

With a flick of one hand, the tennis ball flew high into the air.

Atobe's calves tightened, and he leaped, like a fully drawn curved bow. When the tennis ball began to fall, the racket was also dragged by his powerful arm and pressed down with a whistle.

"I will ask for advice on all of them!"

Boom!

With a blast, the tennis ball turned into a golden light and flashed across the net instantly. Behind the ball shadow, a pair of extremely cold eyes stared fixedly at Yuuki Satoru's movements.

"Such fast speed!"

In the stands, Liu Lian Er and Nioh looked slightly solemn. From this ball alone, one could see that Atobe was stronger than he was at last year's National Competition.

"Very good eyes, attack as much as you want!"

Atobe's fighting spirit, Yuuki Satoru felt it. That's it, the match has meaning.

He swung the racket in his hand toward his side, not even looking, and that flashing yellow light was intercepted by him just right.

Boom!

A wisp of electric light hummed, and the tennis ball changed direction instantly. ===== CHAPTER 126 =====