Atobe Keigo smiled triumphantly, held the racket with both hands and hit back, catching Oshitari Yuushi off guard and hitting the ball hard on the wrist!
After his wrist was hit, Yuushi Oshitari involuntarily let go of the racket!
It seemed like my wrist was numb just now?
The tennis ball that hit his wrist had already automatically bounced back to the high place in front of the Atobe net.
The young man named Atobe Keigo had already jumped high with confidence and was waiting there!
Oh no!
But the racket...
Yuushi Oshizuka looked at the racket on the ground.
It's too late!
"Waltz towards destruction!"
As Atobe finished his words, a heavy artillery shot landed on the field behind Yuushi Oshitari!
The game is over!
Atobe Keigo felt everyone's surprise and said proudly: "Don't get lost in my wonderful ball skills!"
There was a cheer from the sidelines!
"The game is over, Atobe wins!"
As the referee's excited voice fell, Yuushi Oshitari on the opposite side sighed and said with emotion: "You really want to be in the spotlight anytime and anywhere..."
Atobe Keigo raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his face and praised him seldom: "You made me enjoy the fight. It was much better than I expected!"
The two performed the closing ceremony in front of the net and shook hands.
The bystander, Xiangri Yueren, suddenly clenched his fist and said confidently, "I suddenly feel that if we follow him, we might really have a chance to make it to the national level!"
It was obvious that Jibe's strength really impressed him, and he was willing to follow the guidance of this king and march into the country!
The red-haired boy looked at Meido Ryo and Akutagawa Jiro beside him with a smile, wanting to hear their thoughts.
At this moment, a familiar voice came: "You said... you want to enter the national level?"
Atobe Keigo was walking slowly towards him with the steps of a king, followed by Atobe Keimitsu and Oshinobu Yuushi like knights!
"Stop saying such unambitious things! My goal is--"
Under the setting sun, the boy raised his right hand, pointed his index finger to the sky, and announced loudly: "Number one in the country!"
Then, Atobe Keigo announced: "I don't care what grade you are in. From today on, the Hyotei Tennis Club will adopt the principle of complete strength supremacy, where the strongest can become the school team, and I will lead the Hyotei Tennis Club all the way to the top of the country!"
There was a strange light shining in the eyes of Meido Ryo, Mukai Gakuto, and Akutagawa Jiro!
For a moment, the tennis court fell into an eerie silence, and everyone stared at the boy in front of them in a daze!
Then, Atobe Keigo took the handkerchief handed to him by Keimitsu and wiped the sweat off his face. He looked up at the sky and said, "Let's go, Karachi, Keimitsu!"
Birchland? Who?
Before anyone could ask,
"yes!"
The tall and strong young man who had been standing quietly in the stands, carrying two children on his back and holding a schoolbag in his arms, jumped down from the stands!
Is he wearing the Hyotei Elementary School uniform?
But his height...is not shorter than that of the seniors in the second and third grades!
Takahiro Kabaji was carrying a tennis bag and carefully placed the jacket in his right hand on Keigo Atobe!
Atobe Keigo quietly waited for Kabaji to complete his action.
then,
“Pah—”
A snap of fingers!
The young man who had set off a revolutionary storm in the tennis club turned around and confidently announced to everyone: "If you want to take back the throne of the king, you are welcome to challenge me at any time. I will accompany you to the end!"
The three of them turned and left.
Next to the departing king was a young man wearing a black hat who said almost nothing from beginning to end.
Behind the two of them was Takahiro Karaji who was following silently.
Everyone looked at the three people's backs as they walked away.
Oshitari Yuushi also quietly packed his bag and left: Kenya, it seems I have to take back what I said before,
Tokyo...it's such an interesting place.