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"What?"
Niou Masaharu's pupils contracted and he looked at Atobe Keigo with some astonishment.
He has been seen through! ?
How could that be!
"What do you mean? Niou Masaharu? Yukimura Seiichi!?"
"Hiss, what Atobe Keigo means is that the one on the court is not the Son of God!?"
"I wanted to say this before... shouldn't the player who is in the 껗 field be the one who is Niou Masaharu?"
"Wait, but no matter how you look at it, they are all Sons of God!"
The audience was shocked and astonished.
Some people rubbed their eyes in confusion, but that dark blue curly hair, that iconic green daze, and the fluttering coat, that was Yukimura Seiichi!
“Niou Masaharu!?”
Jing Shou was extremely astonished. He had heard of this player.
But its reputation is not very big.
I just heard that he is a rising talent in Rikkai University, but in terms of strength, he has not achieved any amazing results, and his presence is not high at present.
But the one on the court is Niou Masaharu! ?
…
땢 for a while.
The audience was stunned.
“Sizzle!”
A tennis ball grazed the headband next to Niou Masaharu's dark blue curly hair.
Immediately, his dark blue curly hair fell down, revealing its true silver-blue color. His facial features, which had always been a little blurry, finally became clear at this moment.
At this time, the referee announced loudly.
"40:30!"
The fifth goal, Atobe Keigo, easily won! !
The scene was silent.
Really, it’s not Yukimura Seiichi!
"Really not!"
Qian Shiqingchun opened his mouth in confusion. How could it really not be true? ,
He really didn't notice it at all.
"What a... fraudster. He deceives the audience and his opponents."
Kanji Banda felt a little emotional. For an imitator, it was quite good to be able to do this.
But unfortunately, it was discovered.
"It was discovered so soon?"
Genichirō Sanada said in a deep voice, with a somewhat unhappy expression under the brim of his black hat.
This guy, when he was at Rikkai University, didn’t he imitate him very well?
"It's not a big deal."
Yukimura Seiichi chuckled gently, "For Nioh, this is a beginning."
"Fake?"
Oshitari Yuushi, Mukai Taketo, and Shishido Ryo all fell silent.
They didn't notice it at all! !
For a moment, the three of them looked at Niou Masaharu on the court with some complicated expressions.
Tezuka Kunimitsu's eyes flickered, and he was very calm, as if he was not surprised.
"I told you, don't underestimate Keigo."
Matsuoka Rin looked at the court with a smile on his face.
…
"I didn't expect you to see through me so quickly!"
Niou Masaharu looked at Atobe Keigo in astonishment, "When you discovered this, did you think my imitation was a bit lousy?"
Before, he really thought that the other party didn't see through his imitation.
But now it seems that he is still not enough! !
But if that's the case, those guys from Rikkai University would definitely guess it, right?
"Tsk, I'm not the kind of barbarian who would nitpick over sincere imitations and performances."
Atobe Keigo curled his lips: "Besides, I really didn't notice it at the beginning, so it's not that bad!"
"But, the gap in your strength is too great--!"
"There's no way to make up for the difference in strength. No matter how much you imitate, in my eyes, you'll find it full of loopholes."
Atobe Keigo said this with great certainty: "Of course, even if I make up for it, I can see through it, because this is my way of survival!"
"I miscalculated. I didn't expect the problem to be so big."
Niou Masaharu seemed to be thinking about something, and quickly began to reflect on possible problems.
The simple shaping of the shape seems to be very common.
So...what he needs is not just the shape, the visual that cannot be recognized at first glance.
But——
Needs, expressions, movements, even... thoughts and consciousness, are completely unified.
Get rid of imitation, let yourself, really, become those people, understand their thoughts, persistence, this is the supreme - fraud! !
This moment.
Niou Masaharu's eyes were brighter than ever before.
"Hey, stop being in a daze and keep serving!"
While Niou Masaharu was lost in thought, Atobe Keigo urged him bluntly.
He had just begun to feel some insight.
soon.
Niou Masaharu serves again.
But with this serve, his entire body was shrouded in a frost.
In this process.
Of course he tried hard to imitate.
However, he was still suppressed by Keigo Atobe in all aspects.
“Crack, crack—!”
A deep chill enveloped Niou Masaharu's entire body.
Let him have nowhere to hide.
At this moment, the score changes rapidly.
"Bang--!"
"Game, Hyotei Atobe Keigo, 1:1!"
…
"Bang--!"
"Game, Hyotei Atobe Keigo, 2:1!"
…
"Bang--!"
"Game, Hyotei Atobe Keigo, 3:1!"
…
"Bang--!"
"Game, Hyotei Atobe Keigo, 4:1!"
…
"Bang--!"
"Game, Hyotei Atobe Keigo, 5:1"
"It's getting clearer and clearer!!"
Atobe Keigo had a flamboyant smile on his face.
At this time, excited shouts were heard from the Ice Emperor.
The cheerleaders were extremely excited, and their voices pierced the sky.
"Hyotei!! Hyotei!! Hyotei!!"
"Atobe Keigo!! Atobe Keigo!! Atobe Keigo!!"
"Emperor!! Emperor!! Emperor!!"
Mukai Gakuto and Shishido Ryo were both extremely excited. No one had expected that after seeing through Niou Masaharu, Atobe Keigo would behave like this.
“That player was restrained.”
Shiraishi Kuranosuke shook his head: "Atobe Keigo's insight is becoming more and more stable!"
As a game, of course he saw it.
"Ice Emperor is getting stronger and stronger!"
Watanabe Shuji sighed a little, in this national competition, Hyotei is the biggest dark horse! !
"Good job...wait?"
Matsuoka Rin's face first showed a smile, then became a little stiff.
Because I don’t know when.
Niou Masaharu on the court actually made some movements similar to the one he made when he was playing basketball, and showed a similar smile.
Of course, only the movements and smiles are somewhat similar.
"this……"
Oshitari Yuushi, Shishido Ryo and others' brows twitched at their smiles.
A bit like the deputy minister?
The stadium.
"you……"
The corner of Keigo Atobe's mouth twitched. This smile was really familiar: "Your imitation is really terrible!!"
"Now it's still imitation, but next time, when we collide on the court again, it won't be just imitation."
Niou Masaharu smiled: "This is a warning from the trickster."
Next time, he would really get close to those people and imitate them, no, become... their shadow!
"oh?"
Atobe Keigo raised his eyebrows, but did not stop hitting the ball. He narrowed his eyes, feeling a sense of crisis coming from Niou Masaharu.
but……
"I'm waiting!"
"Game, the game is over, 6:1, Hyotei Atobe Keigo wins!"
The referee announced the score loudly.
And this moment.
Yukimura Seiichi and Matsuoka Rin looked at each other.
The next game, definitely them!
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