The strength shown by Atobe at present is not weak, but he has been completely suppressed. Most people present still have the impression that Kamishiro is invincible in the Kanto Tournament. They think that no matter how strong Kamishiro Lan is, he is only at the national level.
But only those who have participated in the U17 training know how terrifying the Age of Gods is.
"Kamiyo..." An inexplicable meaning flashed in Atobe's eyes.
He longed to defeat Kamishiro Lan, but he also understood that he could not defeat her.
However, Kamishiro Ai is now basically using basic tennis, and the two broken paths she uses are also very basic.
Kamishiro Lan's overall quality is terribly average, especially his insight is terrifying.
Facing such an opponent, as long as you reveal the slightest flaw, it will be immediately exploited by the opponent to put constant pressure on you.
Losing points is a small matter, but psychological pressure is what is most likely to overwhelm you.
"But I'm not easily defeated."
"Get ready to admire my magnificent tennis skills, Kamiyo." A cold light flashed in Atobe's eyes and he clenched the tennis ball in his hands.
"Crunch." Under the strange force, the tennis ball was inevitably twisted.
"Is it coming?" Feeling the sudden change in Atobe's momentum, Kamishiro Lan's mouth curled up in an unknown arc.
"Swish." Atobe threw the ball high, his eyes more focused than ever before.
"Enjoy it, you're the first person to appreciate this ball."
His body was bent backwards exaggeratedly, his right hand tightly clenched the racket, and veins on his hand bulged.
When the tennis ball fell to a certain height, his body suddenly moved forward as if equipped with a spring, and all the explosive power was concentrated on his right hand, which he pushed down hard.
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