Atobe Keigo behind him made a gorgeous swing, and the first ball flew high back to the opponent's court. Then he ran to the left corner of the court and shot the second ball back with a powerful volley!

The small court opposite was already in chaos because seven people were hit by flying tennis balls.

Even if there were two people who wanted to catch the ball, such as the big boss and the guy with green hair, they were blocked by their companions who were wailing and covering their arms and calves.

Xiaolu almost fell down.

Once an opportunity is missed, it is already lost!

After losing three games in a row,

The boss, despite the laughter and curses from the crowd, gave a look and signaled the others to leave.

The game became two on two.

In the second game, Atobe Keigo defended in the front court, and Atobe Keigo served in the back court.

but......

When Jingguang returned the ball...

Hehe~

Always accidentally brushing against each other's body without getting hurt.

But it left a burning feeling and increasingly deep palpitations!

The boss on the other side: (╬◣д◢) What the hell is going on? !

That kid is weird. Each ball is not heavy, so why does he feel numbness and pain in his arm? ?

One ball after another,

Until that boss exploded,

He served the ball directly towards Atobe Keimitsu's head. Keimitsu dodged it without any surprise, but he accidentally injured Atobe Keigo who was running towards him from behind in anxiety and worry, so he was a beat slower and failed to dodge.

Although the wound was not serious, it was just a scratch and left a little blood.

but......

On the surface of Atobe Keiichi: ╯-_-)╯~═╩════╩═~ Turn over the large table

Atobe Kagemitsu thought: ヽ(#`Д´)ﾉ┌┛〃Go away!

Under his brother's coercive look, Jingwu went down and sat on a chair nearby to rest.

Huadi handed over the water cup at the right time.

Inside the field, it was time to switch venues. Jingguang walked to the opposite field alone.

Standing at the bottom line, he put away his half-playful mood.

Take a deep breath.

When he opened his eyes again, his gaze became extremely cold and ruthless.

It seemed like he was looking at them, but there seemed to be nothing in his eyes!

The blond boss and the green-haired guy on the opposite side couldn't help but shiver.

"Jingguang..." He was really angry!

The very angry kind!

Atobe Keigo was keenly aware of something strange about his beloved younger brother.

Atobe Kagemitsu didn't even turn his head and said calmly: "Brother, if there is anything, let's talk after it's over."

Atobe Keigo: “…” Damn it, this is the first time my dear little brother speaks to me like this!

You guys, wish yourself the best...

As a young master, my beloved brother has been angry as often as snow in June...

Although you deserve it!

But out of humanitarianism,

The Jibe family will remember to pay for your medical expenses...

Ahem~have a nice journey.

Atobe Keigo simply stopped talking.

Next, Atobe Kagemitsu showed his prowess alone, and the opponent's ball could not pass through him and reach the backcourt!

Every ball he hit back would hit the opponent's arm, calf, waist and other non-fatal parts, leaving no scratches, only a slight bruise caused by the impact.

But only the two people on the opposite side know how painful it is!

And it's the kind of pain and itch that goes deep into the bone marrow!

The kind that you want to scratch but can’t!

By the fourth round, the opponent gave up struggling.

Atobe Kagemitsu threatened: "Pick up the racket, otherwise, I don't know where I will hit it."

However, his sight was focused on the lower three paths of the two people opposite him...

This was clearly seen by everyone except Keigo Atobe and Karaji on the sidelines, whose faces were hidden from view due to the angle, as well as the onlookers on the sidelines. They all felt the hair on their backs and a chill down their spines!

I couldn't help but clamp my legs together.

The two people on the opposite side looked at the ruthless eyes of the boy in front of them and immediately shuddered. They quickly picked up their tennis rackets again and defended nervously.

"That's right."

The boy's tone of praise did not show any expression of praise, coupled with his expressionless face and dark, cold eyes, which made people think of one word!

Devil! Monster!

Atobe Kagemitsu hit the opponent's racket again and again, rubbing the opponent's cheek, head, waist, and between the legs...