radiothebook Chapter 272 The Stubborn Atobe
Chapter 272 The Stubborn Atobe
Chapter 272 The Stubborn Atobe
"Hey, look, it's the minister and Bei Yuan."
"Yeah, as expected of those two people, they have such a strong aura."
"This year's national champion must belong to our Bingdi."
"That is to say, even Lihai has fought against everyone, there is no reason to lose to Qingxue."
Looking at Toru Kitahara and Atobe, the eyes of the members of the Hyotei Tennis Club are full of admiration and anticipation. Is Hyotei finally going to win the national competition trophy?
However, the moment Atobe and Kitahara Toru stepped on the court, everyone reacted.
"No way, the Minister and Bei Yuan are going to compete!"
"Is it so exciting?"
"It's for the national competition finals to maintain the state."
Gradually, many people surrounded Atobe and Toru Kitahara, excitedly wanting to watch the match between the two.
Kitahara Toru looked around and said with nerve-wracking nerves: "By the way, do we have to compete here?"
"Why, didn't you say you were going to compete with my uncle with confidence before, didn't you get scared?"
Atobe raised his eyebrows and looked at Toru Kitahara.
"If you're afraid, don't stop my uncle."
Kitahara sighed.
"Can't you just take a good rest, we will win the national competition."
"Don't be long-winded."
Atobe smashed the racket to the ground.
"Which side?"
Kitahara Toru took a deep look at the eye mark department.
"front."
Atobe spins the racket.
"Front, I'll serve first."
Kitahara Toru glanced at the racket and turned around neatly.
Atobe also walked straight back to the bottom line.
The dignified atmosphere between the two made the people watching around see the clue.
"Hey, do you think the atmosphere between these two people is so serious?"
"Yeah, it doesn't seem like an ordinary game."
"You guys are missing, it's just that the minister and Bei Yuan are more serious."
"Yes, it must be so."
Shinobu Yushi and the others stood in the stands not far away, watching the match between the two with complicated expressions.
"Is it still done like this?"
"I'm afraid it's what Atobe meant."
"I don't know what he's thinking."
Shinobu Yushi looked at Atobe with a serious look on the field and sighed.
"Probably because he is not reconciled. He is about to win the championship trophy of the national competition, but he has to miss the most important game. He must not be reconciled."
"Don't say it's Atobe, I'm not reconciled to this situation on me."
Xiang Riyue scratched his head in distress.
"Ah!!!! Why did this happen at such a time!!!!!!"
"Atobe is also very contradictory."
Shishido Ryo said in understanding.
"I'm afraid that if I force myself to play, it will hold us back, but I have a strong desire to lead our ice emperor to victory."
"That's why I chose to do so."
Ho Chotaro's eyes were full of respect and regret.
"Convince yourself with a game under the watchful eyes of everyone."
Gradually, the incomprehension that everyone said before gradually became clear.
Atobe also needs to convince himself.
Even if it is a failure in full view.
The game is finally about to start.
Toru Kitahara held the ball in his hand. In fact, he and Atobe did not discuss conditions, but both of them understood tacitly that the winner of this game decided everything.
Looking at Atobe, who had super serious and focused eyes on the opposite side, there was an indescribable aura all over him.
I'll go, is this a shot put in my hand?
Kitahara Toru began to feel the weight of the tennis ball in his hand again.
"What are you talking about! Beiyuan!"
Atobe frowned.
"My uncle has no time to wait with you."
Faintly feeling the pain from his shoulder again, Atobu frowned irritably.
"Two rounds, one for you and one for me, the loser cannot participate in the national competition."
Atobe's shocking words stunned the people watching the game.
"Minister, what did you just say?"
"Not sure."
"What's not sure? The minister means that today he and one of Bei Yuanzhong will not be able to play in the final of the national competition."
"Why!!!!"
"You ask me, I don't know either!!!!!!"
The mentality of the surrounding members has collapsed, how could they become like this when they were doing well.
Hearing the discussions in his ears, Atobe was unmoved.
"Hurry up, Beiyuan, you must win two rounds, otherwise the game will continue."
minister.
Kitahara Toru looked at Atobe in a complicated manner, how awkward are you to come up with such a condition, it's all like this, why don't you just rest.
"Okay, then I will be the beauty of an adult!"
Kitahara Toru's eyes froze.
"Minister, you are ready."
Feeling Toru Kitahara's seriousness, Atobe smiled slightly.
"Come out with some skills."
Kitahara took a deep breath.
Going up! ! ! !
A mysterious breath emerged from him.
Anyone who is familiar with Toru Kitahara knows that this is the limit of brilliance.
"Beiyuan, he actually showed his talent, and he used his talent from the very beginning."
"It's serious, these two people are serious!"
"Why, exactly why!!!"
The surrounding members felt absurd and flustered again.
At this time, Toru Kitahara has issued an absolute notice.
"Nine ball."
"Nine balls, you actually want to beat me with nine balls, don't think about Bei Yuan."
Atobe shot back coldly.
Kitahara Toru looked at the eye track again and took off to serve.
"Oh!"
Come on, Beiyuan, let me see your current strength!
Atobe runs fast and hits the ball with a swing.
"Oh!"
The moment the racket collided with the tennis ball, a pain of electric shock came from his shoulder, his face tightened, and he fought the ball back without changing his expression.
"Oh!"
"Oh!"
"Oh!"
The ninth ball!
"Oh!"
The tennis ball flew out of Atobe's racket.
Atobe buffered his sprinting body, turned around and said coldly to Kitahara Toru: "Continue!"
"Seven balls!"
"Oh!"
"Oh!"
"continue!"
"Five goals!"
"Oh!"
"Oh!"
"Come again!"
"Three balls!"
"Oh!"
"Oh!"
"Oh!"
The third ball directly sent the racket in Atobe's hand flying.
Everyone was shocked when they saw it.
Seeing Atobu clutching his shoulders on the field, they were slow to react.
"The minister's shoulder is injured!"
"It's time to compete with Tachihi Osanada."
"Could it be, the minister?"
Everyone understood in their hearts that Atobe couldn't play tennis at all in his current state.
"Hmph, not bad, Bei Yuan, but I haven't conceded defeat yet."
Atobe smiled slightly, a drop of sweat slid down his cheek, making his face pale.
However, Toru Kitahara had withdrawn at this time and looked at Atobe worriedly.
"Enough is enough, Minister."
"Enough? What nonsense are you talking about, I haven't served the ball yet!"
Atobe threw up the tennis ball stubbornly, gritted his teeth and hit it hard.
"Snapped."
The tennis ball is caught by the net.
(End of this chapter)