Terry Griffey wiped the slight scratches on his face from falling to the ground after trying too hard to catch the ball, and looked at Jingguang opposite him with his alertness raised to the highest level.

In this round, it was his turn to serve.

Terry Griffey serves with the strongest force possible, hitting Keigo Atobe!

Since Atobe Keimitsu is too difficult to deal with, let's try this low-key and mediocre Atobe Keigo.

???

The bystander Yuushi Oshitari held his forehead helplessly and said: Do you have any misunderstanding about Atobe Keigo?

In fact, he just wanted his brother to perform well and vent his resentment, so he stayed quietly aside and only fought back and defended without attacking. Atobe Keigo saw through his opponent's thoughts at a glance, and curled his lips.

I never thought that there would be a day when I would be considered as a weakness.

He couldn't help but laugh coldly and scolded: "Too naive!"

Atobe Kagemitsu's eyes were full of anticipation: "Brother~" Are you going to use that trick?

"Yeah, of course."

Atobe Keigo jumped high, swung his racket and aimed the tennis ball at Tom Griffey's right wrist in front of him, hitting it accurately.

"What?"

Tom Griffey was not paying attention for a moment and his racket fell to the ground!

At the same time, in the position of Bingdi,

Houchotaro clenched his fists excitedly, "Here it comes! Here it comes! That move——"

"Waltz towards destruction!"

Mukai Gakuto and Akutagawa Jiro shouted in unison with sparkling eyes.

The tennis ball passed by Tom Griffey with a brutal gesture.

but,

The opponent is no pushover either!

Even though Tom Griffey has lost his racket, Terry Griffey is still here!

He caught the tennis ball with his backhand.

A green tennis ball flies uncontrollably.

Atobe Keigo, who was still in mid-air, said slowly, "Immerse yourself in my wonderful doubles~"

Before he landed, a figure suddenly jumped up behind him. It was Atobe Kagemitsu.

"Thunder in the sky!"

The originally clear tennis ball suddenly turned into a white light, and then into a purple dragon with dazzling lightning. When it hit Terry Griffey's feet, it suddenly disappeared and then flashed at the fence on the side of the court.

"Atobe Keigo and Atobe Keimitsu won the game, the score is 2 to 4."

"Sorry, Terry. I was too careless."

Tom turned to look at his brother.

"No, brother, it's okay. This is more interesting."

Terry looked at the Atobe brothers who were high-fiving each other.

There was a hint of eagerness and fighting spirit in his eyes.

Next, the two sides launched a tenacious tug-of-war offense and defense!

"you!"

Terry fought back, roaring, "Don't be too proud--"

"Huh? Pride? What's that?"

Atobe Keigo keenly sensed the direction of the ball, quickly ran to where the ball landed, and said as he shot back, "My splendor shines across the entire court!"

There is no such thing as complacency!

He launched a powerful shot in front of the net, accurately hitting the defensive loophole between the Griffey brothers!

Terry pounced forward, but missed by a hair's breadth!

"Atobe Keigo, 15 to 0!"

Terry, who was pulled up from the ground by Tom, had a firm look in his eyes. While fighting back, what flashed through his mind was the time when he and his brother performed street shows with tennis balls as children.

At that time, my parents passed away.

My brother and I were taken in by my aunt.

but......

If it weren’t for the boss, my brother and I would probably never be able to compete on the field, let alone achieve our current achievements.

Recalling those days, a hint of determination flashed across his eyes.