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Chapter 69: Atobe's Surprise

~7 min read 1,370 words

Mukahi stared fixedly at the tennis ball rolling along the top of the net.

Then, he gently extended his arm.

The tennis ball brushed past his tennis racket.

A distance of less than 0.1m.

Takahashi watched this scene, smiling slightly as he praised, "Not bad, you're gradually keeping up."

"However, I can also control the length of the tennis ball's Tightrope Walking."

Mukahi's pupils constricted.

What?

He can even control the length the tennis ball rolls along the top of the net.

How is that possible?

Such terrifying ball control—Mukahi had never even heard of it.

Just getting the tennis ball to land exactly on the top of the net and roll along it.

Already requires extremely powerful ball control.

This level of ball control already made Mukahi sigh at his own inferiority.

One must know, he, Mukahi Gakuto, is no ordinary player.

He is a Regular Member of the prestigious tennis school, Hyotei Academy.

One of the elite chosen from over 200 people in the Hyotei Tennis Club.

And he can even control the distance the tennis ball rolls on the net.

In Mukahi's experience, this is simply a pipe dream.

Bragging, blowing the cowhide until it bursts!

Thinking back to that sign beside the other court.

Mukahi believes Takahashi has a certain amount of skill, but having spent years on the streets, his bragging skills are no less than his tennis skills.

Good skill, but his character needs improvement!

"15-0!"

"Takahashi scores!"

"Bang!"

The tennis ball landed on the top of the net again, rolling along the net from left to right, until it rolled to the far right edge before falling off.

The surroundings were silent!

A deathly silence!

Only the sound of the tennis ball rolling on the ground could be heard.

Mukahi had not expected,

that Takahashi actually managed to do it.

Controlling the tennis ball to roll from the far left end of the net to the far right end.

What kind of ball control is this?

Is it skill?

Or is it luck?

Oshitari, standing to the side, was also stunned.

What kind of Acrobatic Play is this.

Might as well rename it Magic Shot.

It's practically performing magic, doing acrobatics!

Oshitari has always been known as the genius of the Hyotei Tennis Club.

He is knowledgeable and experienced; he knows that Marui Bunta of Wangzhe Rikai Da also uses the Tightrope Walking technique.

But he has never heard of being able to control the distance the tennis ball rolls along the top of the net.

And to be able to do it just by relying on a Serve.

Truly unheard of, never before seen!

"30-0!"

"Takahashi scores!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"2-0!"

"Takahashi scores!"

Relying solely on this Tightrope Walking move, Takahashi easily took this game.

The game time did not even exceed 3 minutes.

He won it smoothly by scoring off his Serve.

Takahashi controlled the length the tennis ball traveled on the net.

Sometimes it rolled from the far left to the far right on the top of the net, sometimes it only rolled a short distance.

It left people baffled, unable to guess.

Although Mukahi arrived at the net, he could not grasp the timing of the tennis ball's descent.

He could only watch helplessly as Takahashi scored.

For two consecutive games, Oshitari and Mukahi had not even managed to score a single point.

This caused their gaze toward Takahashi to change.

From their initial dismissiveness, it had now turned into deep wariness.

One against two—no matter how one thought about it, the advantage should have been on the side of the two people.

Since when had Takahashi grasped the rhythm of the entire match?

Oshitari began to think.

"Mukahi, don't hit any Short Ball from now on; try to hit high lobs as much as possible."

Oshitari said to Mukahi.

They could not let Takahashi continue to control the rhythm of the match.

They had already lost two games in a row; if this continued, there would be no way to turn things around.

Mukahi raised his head to look at Oshitari and said, "Are you planning to use that move?"

"Yes."

Oshitari replied while walking toward the backcourt.

The third game began.

The Serve was in the hands of Oshitari and Mukahi.

"Bang!"

From the start, Oshitari hit a cross-court shot, attempting to expand Takahashi's defensive range and make him run all over the court.

However.

Takahashi seemed to have calculated it perfectly; he moved a few steps, extended his arm, and caught the ball exactly.

The timing was quite precise, and he refused to take even one extra step.

Takahashi returned a down-the-line shot, aimed directly at Mukahi.

"Bang!"

The tennis ball flew toward Mukahi with immense power.

Facing a tennis ball with such great speed and power, Mukahi held his racket with both hands and returned it with force.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Mukahi suddenly rushed to the net and hit a high lob.

Takahashi ran forward a few steps, then leaped into the air, his tennis racket aimed at the ball for a fierce smash.

"Bang!"

Oshitari pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and revealed a cunning smile.

Oshitari quickly calculated the landing spot of the tennis ball and moved rapidly to a position not far behind that spot.

With one foot in front and one behind, he held his tennis racket with one hand.

The little yellow ball was enveloped by a blue current of Qi as it landed on the racket, then bounced violently upward once more.

Seeing Oshitari use this move, Atobe immediately perked up.

The situation was finally in the hands of Oshitari and Mukahi.

That high lob was hit by Mukahi on purpose.

Its purpose was to make Takahashi smash.

This time, Takahashi would lose the point.

It was just as well; let him see what the true strength of Hyotei was.

He had better not underestimate people!

On the court.

This is...

Takahashi understood in an instant.

His eyes were fixed intently on the trajectory and angle of the tennis ball in the air.

His figure flashed instantly, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived at the back baseline.

"Snap!"

"Bang!"

Two sounds rang out in succession.

Just as Mukahi was feeling happy that he and Oshitari had scored a point, he was shocked to see a yellow ball shadow flash past his right side.

"Snap!"

The tennis ball landed and bounced.

What just happened?

Mukahi turned around, looking in disbelief at the little yellow ball rolling in his own half of the court.

Oshitari had clearly used the Brown Bear Drop.

Hadn't the tennis ball flown toward Takahashi's baseline?

Atobe, on the umpire's chair, was stunned into speechlessness.

He had seen clearly everything that had just happened.

When Oshitari successfully executed the Brown Bear Drop, the tennis ball bounced rapidly upward, reaching the baseline behind Takahashi at extreme speed.

However, at the very instant the tennis ball was in the air, Takahashi's figure instantly moved to the baseline.

Waiting for the tennis ball to land, he swung his tennis racket and successfully returned the shot.

The speed at which Takahashi's figure moved at that moment was so fast that it left behind afterimages.

It was just like teleportation!

Even Atobe's pride-worthy eyesight could barely keep up with Takahashi's speed.

How could there be such a fast movement speed?

Atobe stared fixedly at Takahashi's figure.

For the first time, he felt fear coming from Takahashi.

Although Takahashi had previously used Tightrope Walking, making the tennis ball roll along the top of the net.

But this move only tested ball control.

Just because Mukahi could not break this move did not mean that Atobe could not break it either.

By seeing the power on the tennis ball clearly, making a judgment, and seizing the timing.

One could return the shot.

Although Takahashi could control the distance the tennis ball moved along the top of the net.

But after watching it a few more times.

Once adapted, and by seizing the accurate timing.

It was not difficult to return the shot.

However, the strength Takahashi displayed in returning Oshitari's Brown Bear Drop was enough to shock even Atobe.

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