Prince of Tennis: The Power of Fantasy

Chapter 42 : Atobe, don’t die

“Look, Atobe, actually smiling.”

Suddenly, Mukahi Gakuto looked at Atobe’s expression and said in disbelief.

Hearing Mukahi Gakuto’s words, other people’s eyes also looked at Atobe.

At this moment, although Atobe’s head was lowered, most of his face was hidden in the shadows, and his expression was not very real, but his slightly raised corners of the mouth really explained it.

Atobe, really laughing.

“Atobe, this guy is really…”

They couldn’t understand why Atobe, who was about to reach the brink of despair, was still smiling because of the tremendous pressure on their bodies.

Atobe recalled his previous experience in the UK.

During the period when he was living in the UK as a child, Atobe had already fallen in love with tennis.

However, as an Oriental, Atobe’s natural physique and strength are much weaker than those of his British peers. Therefore, Atobe matches with them and loses miserably every time.

After every loss, Atobe would be laughed at by those people wantonly.

Atobe has never said much. In his opinion, losing is losing. The loser has no right to speak, as long as he wins back next time.

So Atobe never gave up, challenging them again and again.

As long as they are human, they will have weaknesses. Although their physical conditions are at a disadvantage, as long as they can find their weaknesses, they can also defeat them.

From this moment, Atobe has embarked on a path of tennis that belongs to him alone, that is, using his eyes to see through the opponent’s weakness, and then completely defeat it.

Gradually, those who were once stronger than him fell in front of him one by one.

By chance, Atobe met Youyun at a street tennis court in the UK. He suffered the biggest defeat since he played tennis.

6-0, no point.

With Atobe’s pride, how could he admit that he was weaker than others? It happened that Youyun was also living in the UK at the time, so since that fiasco, he has challenged Youyun time and time again.

However, from then until now, Atobe has never beaten Youyun once, and it is even difficult to score from Youyun.

But the two also became friends.

He had always thought that although Youyun’s strength was stronger than himself, it was not much stronger.

Until a year ago, Youyun and Atobe took advantage of the holiday to travel to Greece, and met a teenager who was one year older than them, but whose strength was extremely terrifying.

That was the first time he saw Youyun playing tennis seriously. At that time, Youyun’s expression was exactly the same as it is now.

He still remembers the scene at that time. After the fiasco of the Greek boy, his confident face was gradually replaced by horror, despair and disbelief.

From then on, Atobe knew the vastness of the world and rarely challenged Youyun.

Because he knew that for Youyun, he was too weak. He matched himself and never took it seriously. Even if he challenged him many times, the same result would be obtained.

This is the tennis experience of Atobe from childhood to adulthood. Atobe has been able to grow to this level, withstands unimaginable failures and pressures that ordinary people can hardly imagine, and ordinary people have long since collapsed and can’t stand up anymore.

But Atobe’s will, after experiencing all this, became more tenacious.

Tezuka and others who have never experienced this, how can they understand his feelings.

“Is this how the person standing in front of you felt when I was in Greece a year ago.”

Atobe put his hands on his legs and raised his head to look at Youyun, who was already wet with sweat and his hair stuck to Atobe’s forehead.

Although the situation is getting worse, Atobe’s eyes have become sharper.

boom.

Atobe sent the tennis out again.

“It seems that this level is not enough, then the next deeper despair, Atobe, don’t die.”

Youyun said faintly, and then there was a trace of blood in his eyes.

“A taboo game.”

A faint blood-colored light curtain surrounds the entire court.

At the moment when this blood-colored light curtain appeared, a strong sense of crisis rose in Atobe’s heart.

boom.

Youyun’s racquet hit the tennis hard.

Whoosh.

The whistling wind sounded, the tennis ball hit the ground, and the entire court trembled slightly.

Unlike Youyun’s style in the past, this ball carries strong strength and power.

unstoppable.

Seeing this ball, Atobe had such thoughts in his mind.

“Taboo-bird in a cage.”

Youyun’s voice sounded.

In the blood-colored light curtain around the court, a small silk thread appeared, and then quickly wrapped around Atobe’s body.

At the moment when he was entangled by these bloody threads, Atobe suddenly felt that he could not control his body.

The racquet in his hand stretched out uncontrollably and stopped in front of this powerful tennis ball.

boom.

The tennis ball fell into Atobe’s racquet.

Atobe only felt an unstoppable force from racquet to his arm. *