Chapter 128: No-Form Tennis, The King Completely Heading Toward Extinction

Closing off the depths of his heart.

"You really know how to trip me up!"

Crack! Crack!

Accompanied by a roar, the iron chains that locked Atobe were snapped one by one. He pulled his hands outward, dragging and throwing away the thick chains that locked his heart.

The ground, the boundary net, the audience, and the white clouds rotated and entered his eyes.

Shining with a different kind of brilliance under the radiance of the morning sun!

Facing the clear world before him, Atobe was in a trance.

Boom!

A sharp yellow light suddenly sped toward him.

No time to think, the match isn't over yet!

His soles stepped, lunged, and slid!

Atobe separated his hands, bent his knees and pressed down, his right hand holding the racket, his other hand pointing at the tennis ball.

Chill condensed in his narrow eyes, and the pale blue racket left a cold white afterimage in the air.

A heartfelt praise sounded on the court.

Only Chitose and Oshitari Yuushi remained silent, frowning as they looked at Yuuki Satoru on the court.

But even so, he still said that arrogant famous quote.

"Who do you think I am?"

Most people hadn't even reacted to the changes on the court.

"I believe more than anyone that you can break through the cage."

"Well done, Atobe!"

Atobe sneered: "Is that so?"

The tennis ball was thrown into the air, Atobe's whole body tightened instantly, his knees bent slightly, his back arched and arms stretched, like a full moon on a bowstring.

"Don't be intoxicated by my gorgeous tennis skills!"

Yuuki Satoru rushed forward, his movements as fast as lightning, appearing in front of the tennis ball instantly.

"If I stagnate like this, then it wouldn't be me!"

"Great,

Slap, slap.

Atobe took a deep breath, the tennis ball bounced repeatedly on the ground to the rhythm, and after finding a comfortable feel.

Hearing the strange hitting sound from his ear, Yuuki Satoru frowned slightly, that kind of service posture.

Yuuki Satoru stood in front of the net, placing his racket behind him.

The next moment.

Looking at the changes on the court, Hiyoshi Wakato finally breathed a sigh of relief, and even Shishido Ryo, who usually had a cold expression, showed a happy look.

Boom!

A roar, the tennis ball flew across the half-court with violent rotation.

Whoosh!

Atobe raised the racket in his hand, coldly lifting his hand, pointing straight at Yuuki Satoru, who was standing on the opposite side of the court radiating invincible momentum.

His eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up, revealing a confident and wanton smile.

His center of gravity pressed to the right, holding the racket with both hands at his waist, his waist and abdomen twisted, and the racket pressed down heavily.

Yuuki Satoru shook his head: "You don't seem to understand what I mean."

"... and this level of powerful backspin, it shouldn't be wrong."

Silence for a moment.

"Hehe..."

This is...

Tannhauser Serve!

Tap, tap, tap.

"How does Atobe plan to deal with the opponent's Locked Heart?

If he can't find a way to restrain it, even if he wakes up, he still can't change the direction of the match."

Slap!

His left hand gripped the tennis ball, his chest relaxed slightly, his eyes maintaining absolute focus.

Atobe has finally broken free from that bizarre state!"

Immediately after, his body, which was on the verge of erupting, suddenly started, and as the racket swung, powerful force pressed from the racket face toward the tennis ball.

So, you absolutely have no chance of turning the tables and winning."

"Just bring it on!"

Vertical jump hitting method!

Boom!

In the blink of an eye, a yellow light pierced through the court, bringing up a sharp whistle of airflow.

Racket swing angle, hitting force, and...

His gaze locked onto the tennis ball, his eyes narrowed.

I mean, in this match, I won't have a single bit of slack.

Boom!

Just in the blink of an eye, the tennis ball flashed out of thin air on the court and flew back in reverse.

He said earnestly:

"Game, Fudomine Middle School, Yuuki Satoru, 4-0."

Although the two were about the same height, his gaze toward Atobe seemed to be looking down from a high altitude.

Atobe had just barely received the serve, and it was too late, so he could only watch helplessly as the tennis ball passed by his feet without mercy.

Judging the opponent's move, Yuuki Satoru started instantly, his soles stepped, and he sprinted toward the landing point of the tennis ball, leaving only a black afterimage on the court.

And at this time.

The tennis ball flew at high backspin after crossing the net, and began to fall at a position relatively close to the front of the service area.

Swish, swish, swish...

At the moment of landing, the tennis ball rubbed violently against the ground, and the special rotation Atobe applied immediately took effect, forcing the tennis ball to maintain a bizarre balance, sticking close to the ground and preparing to escape forward.

"He made his move, Atobe's Tannhauser Serve!"

The Bing Di group was overjoyed. This was a service ultimate move developed by Atobe when he trained with Shitenhoji and Shishigaku Middle School. While full of gorgeous aura, it also hid incomparable murderous intent.

If it's this move, maybe there's a chance to bypass the influence of Locked Heart.

After all, even if he wants to lock the Ice World again, he must first receive Atobe's serve.

"A year ago I could return the Swallow Return, let alone now?"

Facing the whistling wind pressure in his ears, Yuuki Satoru appeared in front of the tennis ball instantly.

Swish!

The racket dragged and swung out. Although the tennis ball was flying close to the ground, it still left an undeniable gap with the ground.

Wildness Super Intuition, activate!

His eyes had no emotional fluctuations. Relying on wild intuition, the silver-white racket was stretched to the limit, almost rubbing against the ground and scooping from bottom to top.

Boom!

As if whipping a long whip, the tennis ball was sent into the air, drawing an arc close to a full moon.

"Atobe's serve is completely useless!"

Chitose and Oshitari were shocked, and the rest of Bing Di felt a tremor in their hearts.

According to common sense, seeing a move like the Tannhauser Serve for the first time, no matter what, it should take time to adapt.

But Yuuki Satoru just caught it unreasonably!

"Hey, hey, hey, Atobe's serve was actually returned!"

Kirihara Akaya's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

However, in fact, as early as when Atobe used the Tannhauser Serve, his eyes had already widened once.

After a brief surprise, he retracted his chin and said:

"In this way, Bing Di has no show to sing."

"Don't jump to conclusions so quickly, look..."

Liu Lian Er narrowed his eyes, seeing Atobe's action of going to the net, the opponent should have left a backhand long ago.

Or rather...

All of this was within Atobe's expectations.

On the court.

"Yuuki, you were careless!"

A cold chuckle came from Atobe's mouth. He saw him quickly tip his toes and jump in front of the net very decisively.

Gaze locked!

Boom!

His strong arm pulled out from behind, the racket slammed down, and the tennis ball turned into a fierce white light and shot straight down.

Slap!

Yuuki Satoru just raised his hand, and this smash precisely hit the handle of his racket.

The violent force made Yuuki Satoru's palm shake, but he didn't panic. He took a step back, dissipated the impulse, and stabilized his body.

At the same time, his arm pressed down, instantly changing the trajectory of the tennis ball about to rebound.

Swish.

The tennis ball flew slowly across the net. At such a low height, it completely cut off the possibility of Atobe's second smash.

A breeze blew, and gray airflow emerged quietly.

Locked Heart!

"In just a split second, not only did you save your racket, but you also locked the Waltz of Destruction.

I should say, it's truly worthy of being Yuuki!"

Atobe's deep eyes radiated endless confidence. While praising, the racket in his hand also hit the tennis ball without hesitation.

"However, I've already grown tired of the move Locked Heart."

"Freeze everything for me!!"

Boom!

Amidst Atobe's dashing and confident declaration.

Swish, swish, swish.

A dozen ice cones suddenly rose from the ground around Yuuki Satoru, and the tennis ball hit the ice cone on the right side of his body at a tricky angle.

Clatter!

The shattered ice crystals shone with dots of gorgeous brilliance under the scorching sun.

The Ice World was revived. Just as Atobe broke free from the shackles of Locked Heart, his insight also broke through the blockade.

Instantly, Yuuki Satoru only felt his right knee stiffen.

"15-0."

"Just as you believed I could break the chains, I have always believed that you would definitely be able to catch the Tannhauser Serve."

Atobe's eyes were sharp, and the tear mole at the corner of his eye flashed with an inexplicable halo.

"Even if this is the first time you've seen this serve..."

Boom!

"30-0."

Slap!

With a scoop of his big hand, the tennis ball flew across the net, and Yuuki Satoru successfully returned the Tannhauser Serve again.

Looking at the gray-white figure rushing to the net.

The process of the previous two balls' confrontation seemed to play back in Yuuki Satoru's eyes like a film.

Starting with the Tannhauser Serve.

Immediately after, he hit a smash and a backcourt high-pressure ball respectively.

Using the Ice World in the third ball, he found the blind spot while he was using Locked Heart.

And hit a scoring ball.

Yuuki Satoru's heart moved slightly, his thoughts flashing rapidly. In just a split second, he roughly knew Atobe's method of cracking Locked Heart.

In fact, he never saw through my blind spot, he just chose a tactic of artificially creating blind spots.

The Tannhauser Serve is bait, the purpose is to lure himself to the front court.

Because returning a ball path close to the ground inevitably involves large movements.

In this way, even if he couldn't see through his situation, Atobe could still rely on his rich match experience to hit the blind spots that most people have.

And for insurance, after the service induction, he added another ball to induce double blind spots.

Therefore, the two balls that scored just now were not the real Ice World.

"I say Atobe, you didn't actually see through the blind spot hidden under Locked Heart..."

Yuuki Satoru's voice was not loud, but he had the certainty of seeing through everything.

Hearing this, Atobe was stunned for a moment, then hooked up a cold smile again.

So what if you know? This is an open conspiracy!

Abandon the Ice World, and at the same time bypass your Locked Heart.

Between us, let's fairly decide the winner with our own experience.

Stepping with very fast footsteps, Atobe met the ball and went straight up, leaping in front of the net, his gaze sweeping over Yuuki Satoru below.

Boom!

The tennis ball flew from above Yuuki Satoru's head toward the position behind him. Because of returning the previous induction ball, his current movements and position were absolutely impossible to start instantly.

"It's over."

Atobe landed confidently. To return a tennis ball at this angle, no one can do it...

And then.

Swish!

A back-step pull away, but this distance is still not enough!

The next second.

His toes tipped lightly, his body leaned backward, his feet left the ground, Yuuki Satoru's mouth hooked up a smile, and an indigo phantom flashed and disappeared.

A wanton whisper sounded in Atobe's ear.

"Abandoning the Ice World is your most stupid decision.

And the only one who can defeat me is myself."

Boom!

When the back of his head was about to touch the ground, his left hand supported at the same time, his body borrowed force to twist to the right and retreated backward explosively.

The racket was vertical to the ground, finding a suitable lever arm at an unimaginable angle, and he drew rapidly toward the landing tennis ball.

Swish!

The tennis ball suddenly pulled out a semicircle arc on the court, bypassed the net post on the right side, and flew into Atobe's court at a low altitude.

The referee was stunned for two seconds before seeing the conspicuous ball mark within the boundary line and announced the score.

"Yuuki Satoru scores, 30-15!"

At this moment, the entire venue was silent.

And soon.

"This is... too exaggerated!"

"Crazy, crazy!"

The noisy clamor instantly drowned the entire venue, and everyone looked at Yuuki Satoru with expressions of disbelief.

Leaning back, supporting the ground with one hand, then turning to hit the ball—such an inhuman posture, yet he actually hit such a stylish around-the-post shot.

Is this guy still human?!

Not only did the Bing Di group look at Yuuki Satoru with shocked expressions, but the Fudomine group also had such gazes.

"What kind of path have you walked on?"

Looking at Yuuki Satoru, who bounced up from the ground, Taizo Kise's eyes flickered.

Ever since Yuuki Satoru returned from the old man's place, his tennis had already become hard for him to see clearly.

Imitation ability, body control, abnormal eyesight, physical fitness, jumping ability, precise control...

Almost every ability had a very obvious increase.

Even before he took out his real skills, that kid from Bing Di was already unable to hold on.

"After the National Competition..."

Since losing to Nanjiro, Taizo Kise rarely looked forward to playing against someone so much.

On the court.

Atobe completely lost control of the match.

"It's here!"

Boom!

With a sharp shout, the tennis ball was drawn flat by Atobe toward the blind spot position of Yuuki Satoru's backhand.

However.

【Sudden Speed】!

Speed suddenly decreased!

Zero.

Sudden increase!

Yuuki Satoru instantly completed two stages of speed change and body turning.

While arriving at the tennis ball's landing point, he also drew the tennis ball back with an extremely exaggerated posture.

Boom!

"Game, Fudomine Middle School, Yuuki Satoru, 5-0."

The counterattack tactic that had just been organized was torn to shreds in the blink of an eye.

The third change of court, Atobe got the last minute and a half of rest time.

Large beads of sweat dripped onto the ground along the purple-gray hair, he supported his knees with both hands, panting silently.

First time!

This was the first time such a strong sense of frustration appeared in his heart.

Losing would not make him discouraged, he knew there would be a day to catch up sooner or later.

But after playing against Yuuki Satoru twice.

He found that he couldn't keep up with the opponent's pace of evolution at all, and he couldn't even see the back anymore.

Atobe looked at his slightly trembling palms, and for the first time, he was so shaken in his heart.

"The match continues, Yuuki Satoru serves."

The referee would not give him more breathing time.

Atobe pulled off the white towel. In the worried eyes of the Bing Di group, that resolute figure walking toward the court was like a king walking toward a ruined palace, welcoming the final destruction.

"Atobe, let me send you on your final journey!"

The tennis ball left Yuuki Satoru's hand, and a pale red halo flashed and disappeared in his eyes.

Boom!

With a crisp sound, golden light flashed out of thin air on the court, and Atobe just swayed his body, and the tennis ball had already flown past him.

"15-0."

Before the referee's voice ended, Yuuki Satoru had already walked to another service position. The moment the racket touched the tennis ball, he already knew the result of this ball.

Because these eyes told him everything.

Atobe would shift his center of gravity slightly to the right because he caught his gaze, preparing to return the outside serve.

But in fact, this ball went in the opposite direction.

Although it couldn't make people fall like on a basketball court, the incomplete Eye of the Emperor, combined with Yuuki Satoru's own strong strength, also showed the style of an 【Ankle Breaker】 in tennis matches.

Boom!

"30-0!"

Boom!

"40-0!"

Boom!

Accompanied by the final golden light flashing past, this battle between the two captains completely fell behind the curtain.

It's just that the final outcome exceeded everyone's expectations. The king who led two hundred Bing Di members was miserably defeated by Yuuki Satoru with a score of 6-0.

"The match is over, Fudomine Middle School, Yuuki Satoru, 6-0."

The referee finished blowing the whistle and then announced: "This match ends here, Fudomine Middle School advances to the next round and wins the qualification for the National Competition!" ===== CHAPTER 129 =====