"30 to 0!"

Horio of Seigaku cheered, "Wow, the Hyotei on the opposite side is totally helpless against this move? Senior Fuji is so awesome! Defeat Hyotei!"

Um?

The Hyotei players and cheerleaders, who had been quiet since Keimitsu came on stage, all glared at Horio who was speaking.

Even the first-year students around him were startled and hid behind Taocheng in fear.

Momoshiro Takeshi felt Hyotei's piercing gaze and the eerily quiet atmosphere, and suddenly said, "Come to think of it, Hyotei's cheerleading team is so quiet today? I'm a little uncomfortable with it. Aren't Hyotei's games always lively in the past?"

"It seems so~"

On the court, Atobe Kagemitsu looked at Fuji who was preparing to hit the third ball and suddenly spoke:

"Your move... the cut serve? The name is quite intimidating."

He stood in the middle of the baseline, holding the racket in his right hand, ready for battle.

Qian on the sidelines suddenly realized, "So that move of Bu Er is a cut serve?"

Kikumaru asked, "What is a cut serve?"

"Just like the name suggests, this is a serve that uses a slice method to hit the tennis ball that lands on the racket face," Oishi explained.

Inui Sadaharu nodded and added, "The way Fuji uses the slice serve is different. He doesn't just slice the ball, he makes the ball spin before hitting it, so the ball will quickly fly out from the opponent's hand. The speed is so fast that it looks like the ball has disappeared."

"This is really surprising. When did Fuji learn to play this kind of ball?"

When Fuji Shusuke heard what Jingguang said, his expression remained unchanged. He continued to raise his hand to serve the ball, using the same move again!

"40 to 0!"

Once again, it was that same vanishing serve.

but...

"Wow, Atobe Atobe is really amazing. Did you see that? Did you see that? The ball of Seigaku disappeared?"

Suddenly, Jiro Akutagawa's shouting voice was heard from the Hyotei stands.

Atobe Kagemitsu's hand, which was about to catch the ball, paused slightly, and then he quickly swung the racket towards the air!

"Bang!"

It was clearly the air that was being swung, but there was a strange sound of the ball being hit by the racket!

When everyone looked closely, they saw that the ball had already landed outside the Qingxue court on the opposite side.

"Forehead......"

The referee rubbed his eyes. Mainly because the speed was too fast, he couldn't see whether the ball landed inside or outside the court.

"Referee, it's an inbounds ball."

After being surprised, Fuji Shusuke took the initiative to speak.

"Huh? Oh... 40 to 15."

Over on the Hyotei stands, Akutagawa Jiro was still chattering to Atobe Keigo, venting his excitement.

"Hey, Atobe Atobe, that guy is so powerful, can you let me fight him next time? Okay? I'm so excited~"

He didn't notice Keigo Atobe's speechless expression at all, "Didn't I tell you about his strength during the meeting?"

Hey, were you listening when I was in the meeting?

Akutagawa Jiro chuckled, twisted his body, scratched his head a little embarrassedly, and said with a smile, "Hey, don't say that when I'm sleeping~"

Atobe Keigo: “…”

The young master was so angry that he laughed, "So it's still my fault? Huh?"

Akutagawa Jiro shook his head and said carelessly: "How could that be? Just remember to tell me next time when I'm awake~~"

Atobe Keigo was speechless again: "......"

Yuushi Oshitari covered his face with one hand, unable to bear to look: "..." Natural Sleeping Sheep, look at what people are saying in the venue?

Xiangri Yueren sighed, and looked at Meido. They tacitly used one hand each and worked together to turn Jiro's head so that he could look inside the field.

Inside the field, Atobe Kagemitsu looked at him expressionlessly with murderous intent in his eyes.

"......hey-hey..."

Akutagawa Jiro shuddered, he was so focused on Fuji that he forgot this was Jingguang's match.