He obviously didn't play in the game, but he acted as if he was in the game.
"Damn, it's time to give up on smashing. Wouldn't it be more effective to switch to short balls?" Momoshiro Takeshi said unhappily.
However, Atobe jumped up again and buckled his arms.
He still chose to smash.
But this time, his arms were raised very high, his face flushed a little, as if he was trying hard to do something.
"Bang." The tennis ball shot out like a sharp arrow, but did not hit Kamishiro Ai's racket, but fell to the ground instead.
The tennis ball spun and then bounced in an unexpected direction.
Kamishiro Ai raised her racket and hit it back easily.
"15-0."
"Is it a smash with an unpredictable rebound angle? If it were just this, wouldn't it be too easy?" Everyone was a little confused.
"No, it just failed." Qiansui said in a deep voice.
"Huff." Atobe took a deep breath and his right arm trembled slightly.
I said to myself, "I must hold on to my arms."
"Hah!" He served the ball again.
"Let me see your limit." Kamishiro Ai's eyes were calm, and the racket in his hand created an illusion and hit the ball back.
From before until now, Kamishiro Ai's breathing has remained steady and her batting has been stable.
"Da." There was another crisp sound, and Kamishiro Lan hit another high ball.
Atobe jumped without hesitation, a gleam of light in his eyes.
"Look at my ball skills!"
He pulled his arms extremely high and swung them down with great force.
"Bang!" The tennis ball flew towards Kamishiro Lan like a bomb and hit the ground hard.
"Swish." The moment the tennis ball bounced, it split into two tennis balls.
"I've seen your blind spot!" Atobe's pupils flashed with excitement.
"Bang." At the moment when Kamishiro Ai was slightly distracted, the tennis ball bounced up and passed by Kamishiro Ai's side.
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