Chapter 300: Oshitari goes all out (1 / 2)



On the court, Yuushi Oshitari was about to serve, but when he looked up, his eyes widened in shock.

"How, how is it possible?"

The non-main players on the sidelines were talking in astonishment.

"That is..."

"Atobe?!"

"Atobe-senpai?"

"He transformed into Atobe?"

"Too fake!" The voice was not loud, but it seemed so different!

“?!”

Everyone turned to look at the one who was speaking, the young man stared with his big eyes, staring at "Atobe" on the field with an oppressive gaze, his eyes were cold and without a trace of emotion.

"......"

"Atobe" tried hard to focus all his attention on the game, without looking away, and after brainwashing himself, he finally ignored the eager eyes on the sidelines.

"Hate!"

Atobe Kagemitsu curled his lips. He hated the feeling of having someone pretending to be his brother in front of him.

Although the change in appearance was only to better imitate his brother's ball skills and aura...

"It's Nioh Phantom!"

"Go ahead, Niou! Come on—"

"╭(╯^╰)╮, I will remember you, Niou Masaharu."

Jingguang whispered in a voice that only he could hear.

Atobe Keigo was originally staring at Niou with a serious expression, but he was amused by Keimitsu's words. He was neither angry nor serious, nor was he laughing.

His expression kept changing, which was totally inconsistent with Mr. Atobe's standard of gorgeousness.

Jingguang, who holds grudges, has never changed.

"It's Atobe's Tannhauser who serves..."

"Rikkai Daininoh wins this game, the score is 1 to 3!"

"Immerse yourself in my wonderful ball skills—"

"And, the Rondo to Destruction?!"

"Niou Masaharu, you are indeed the 'most terrifying trickster on the field'."

Sakaki Taro couldn't help but admired.

"Rikkai Daininoh wins this game, the score is 2 to 3!"

......

"Rikkai Daininoh wins this game, the score is 3 to 3!"

"I didn't expect that I could fight against Atobe in this way here~"

Oshitari Yuushi looked towards the stands, then moved his gaze back to the "Atobe" in front of him and laughed.

However, I secretly vowed to give Xiaojing his favorite victory crown.

so,

I'm sorry.

This fake "Atobe" classmate.

I'm going to give it my all!

"Ah, Oshitari, what nonsense are you talking about? Hurry up and win for me!"

In the stands, Keigo Atobe crossed his arms over his chest and threw a sanitary ball to him in an inelegant manner.

"Ah, Oshitari Yuushi, you still have a hundred years to defeat me~"

"Atobe Keigo" on the other side of the net also said proudly.

Ice Emperor u0026 Qingxue: "..."

Can even the voices be so similar?

It's just like the real Atobe!!!

Even the tone of voice, tsundereness, and degree of obnoxiousness are exactly the same!!!

Facing the first detour of Keigo Atobe's "Rondo to Destruction", the handle of Yuushi Oshitari's right hand was smashed and fell out of his hand!

Facing the second smash that followed, Yuushi Oshitari quickly grabbed the racket that was sliding down in the air with his right hand and then seized the opportunity to do a back-to-back shot!

"Brown bear caught!!"

"Oh, yes, Oshitari has that trick—"

Mukaito laughed and said, "How foolish! In Hyotei, the only person who could take the most attacks from Atobe is Yuushi, besides Kagemitsu, okay?"

"Don't worry, Genichirō. Nioh can use his amazing mimicry ability to transform into you, or me."

"What did you say?"

Yukimura Seiichi sat in the supervisor's seat, leaning elegantly on the backrest with his arms folded across his chest, his eyes fixed on Nioh's every move, while explaining to Sanada: "That's what he said himself~"

That's quite courageous, Nioh.

Genichirō Sanada folded his arms while watching Niou Masaharu's match, thinking,

However, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Obviously, he was still satisfied with Nioh.

"Oh my~ I didn't expect that transforming into Atobe Keigo would be useless~"

Niou Masaharu waved his right hand above his head and returned to his original appearance.

"So...what about this guy?"

He waved his hand again and transformed into another appearance.

A slender, short boy with layered chestnut hair that reaches his chin. A gentle smile appears on his gentle face, giving people the feeling that he is unpredictable.


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