Chapter 272

Atobe Keigo bet on Fuji Shusuke to win, but it was Sanada Genichiro who won this match.

So, according to the wager, he had to drink a cup of Kaido Sadaharu's specially made vegetable juice.

The crowd, enjoying the spectacle and eager for trouble, gathered around; students from all four schools had come.

Seigaku, Rikkaidai, Rokkaku, and Hyotei itself.

All were anticipating Atobe Keigo drinking that cup of vegetable juice.

Looking at the cup of vegetable juice before him, Atobe Keigo finally realized the gravity of the situation!

This cup of vegetable juice emitted a scent straight from hell.

Seeing this, Atobe Keigo looked at Kamishiro Aki and asked.

"Captain Kamishiro, did you know the origin of this cup of vegetable juice from the very beginning?"

Kamishiro Aki did not answer him; instead, he smiled slightly and said.

"Senior Atobe, please."

Hearing these words, the crowd began to jeer.

"Atobe! Atobe!"

"Hyotei! Hyotei!"

With such a grand spectacle, Atobe Keigo had no choice but to believe he must drink it.

So, with a resolve to face death, he lifted this cup of demonic vegetable juice.

The scent was one he had never smelled before in his life.

But as the former captain of Hyotei, he could not lose face in front of so many people.

Once this thought arose, he immediately downed it in one gulp!

"Gulp!"

In the next instant, Atobe Keigo stood frozen in place, as if the world had stopped.

It felt as though he had lived through many, many years!

This taste was too terrifying!

A powerful emperor like him would not deign to yield to this cup of vegetable juice!

Moreover, he still had to defeat Tezuka Kunimitsu and Kamishiro Aki!

What was this cup of vegetable juice compared to that?

Relying on this belief, he suddenly jolted awake!

The moment he came to his senses, he inadvertently took a deep breath of air.

But nothing exaggerated happened.

Seeing this, Kaido Sadaharu couldn't help but sigh.

"Truly, Atobe Keigo!"

The entire Seigaku team witnessed Atobe Keigo's strength once again.

At this moment, Fuji Shusuke walked over, squinting with a smile.

"Atobe, the vegetable juice made by Ah Gan tastes good, doesn't it?"

Atobe Keigo neither nodded nor shook his head.

But inside, he thought: "I will absolutely never drink this kind of vegetable juice again in my life; it will kill you!"

However, he did not say it aloud.

Instead, he calmly said.

"Since the match is over, we should withdraw as well."

"Kabaji, let's go!"

Kabaji, standing nearby, immediately replied in a wooden tone.

"Yes."

As Hyotei left the field, Sanada Genichiro watched them and couldn't help but say one sentence.

"Victory belongs to us, Rikkaidai!"

Seeing this, Kamishiro Aki, without turning his head, raised his hand and clenched his fist.

Immediately, the Hyotei cheerleaders instantly erupted with deafening shouts!

"Victory belongs to Hyotei!"

"Hyotei is victorious!"

"Hyotei will surely win!"