but,
"Hahahahaha~ Tezuka Kunimitsu, you're pretty good~ Just with that hand of yours?"
Atobe Keigo's eyes radiated a fascinating light, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.
"I said, your left hand is injured, right?"
Jingguang frowned: It’s not the hand that’s the problem, or to be more precise, it’s the shoulder.
Oishi Shuichiro was shocked, "What? What happened to Tezuka's hand??"
Fuji's eyes also became sharp.
"Kagemitsu, Tezuka's hand?"
Jing Guang shook his head and said softly: "To be precise, it's not the hand or the elbow, it's his shoulder..."
As he spoke, he secretly clenched his fists.
When you come down, I will prick you up like a hedgehog!
"I clearly warned him to pay attention to his shoulder injury and not to overuse the batting stance that could easily strain his shoulder!!!"
From the time I saw the so-called "Tezuka Domain",
He knew,
That guy, it just went in one ear and out the other!
Didn't listen to any advice at all!
"Is he... serious?"
Fuji asked softly, his eyes full of surprise and worry.
Atobe Kagemitsu was silent for a moment, then he gritted his teeth, his eyes full of helplessness.
"I don't know how much he has practiced, but judging by the condition of his body and muscles, he must have practiced a lot, and that move is too much of a strain on his body... If he continues, within an hour and a half, the shoulder injury will become an injury that will require a lifetime to heal..."
"......" Fuji Shusuke was stunned for a moment, then turned around and ran back to the Seigaku stands.
He wanted to try to stop Tezuka, but looking at the man's determined figure and unhesitating movements on the field, the words got stuck in his throat.
His usual figure and resolute aura kept flashing in my mind.
And Jingguang's words "I clearly warned him, and he clearly knew the consequences of his injury..."
Tezuka, you...
Knowing the outcome, you still decided to do this, right?
On the court, after two rounds of testing, Atobe Keigo finally confirmed: "There is nothing wrong with your elbow."
You can't play tennis like that with a bad elbow.
Although your elbow has recovered,
but,
Another place...seems more serious?
"Hey Tezuka, your shoulder...isn't it about to give out?"
He smiled wildly, looked at Tezuka arrogantly and coldly, and said in a voice that was not clear whether he was happy or angry, "At most... it can only last for another hour, right?"
There was a fire burning in his chest for reasons he couldn't explain, and he just felt more and more unhappy!
The situation of the game is now in my hands. What a pity, Tezuka.
It looks like I have won this game!
Just as Atobe Keigo was thinking this,
Tezuka Kunimitsu's next goal stunned him.
It's a short ball of type zero!
The tennis ball landed in front of the net and spun back to the net without any intention of bouncing back.
This move is simply unsolvable!
The tennis ball doesn't bounce but falls back to the net. How can I return it?
"You're welcome, Atobe, come on."
Tezuka Kunimitsu maintained his batting posture and spoke.
"This round, Qingxue wins, the score is 3 to 2, change of venue!"
During the scene change, there was a short break, and Atobe Keimitsu looked at his brother.
Atobe Keigo smiled at him, stretched out his right hand and shook it, indicating that he had the game in his hands.
Off-site,
Yanagi Renji suddenly spoke up: "Genichirō, isn't that Atobe a little strange?"
Genichirō Sanada nodded: "Ah, he didn't even use that move?"
"That move?"
Yukimura spoke, his voice full of tenderness.
"The move he mastered at the junior autumn trials last year - the terrifying smash..."