Chapter 438: Finale, Atobe's Script

"Golden breath?"

In the direction of the Australian team, everyone saw the aura released by Atobe, and their hearts jumped instinctively.

"hiss!"

Junior high school students Mark McGregor, Miluk Millman and others subconsciously took a breath.

Too exaggerated.

It was unimaginable that the person in front of them was a junior high school student like them. You know, even if they were able to reach such heights just by serving together, they had to put in all their efforts and expend unimaginable sweat and effort.

However.

This Japanese team player named Atobe Keigo shows an all-around tennis style. Whether it's speed, strength, or technology, they are all impeccable.

but.

Even so, it's not the other party's full glory. Has he entered a serious state until now?

"whispering sound."

On the court.

Gorgias narrowed his eyes.

His heart was filled with discomfort, and a lingering shadow cast over him. As an elite high school student, he has never had such a frustrating experience in any game.

"Come here on horseback."

Taking a deep breath, Gorgias threw up the tennis ball he was holding, and then dunked it hard.

"I can't lose this game even if I risk my life!"

After strengthening your will.

Gorgias's actions no longer held any reservations. He no longer gave himself any room to defend, but fully devoted himself to the role of attacker.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Three goals in a row.

The more he beat, the more ferocious he became, as ferocious as a fierce dog. That persistent gaze gradually became sharper.

boom!

Suddenly.

The tennis ball played by Gorgias formed a dense smoke the moment it hit the ground. Cover the Ito who is about to catch the ball.

Whoosh!

in a dim environment.

A light yellow tennis ball flashed past.

Facing this ball, Atobe responded very calmly. He was already prepared and saw the path of the ball with just one glance. Then he swung the racket, getting ready to hit.

Buzz!

But this time.

A strange vision suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Behind the ball shadow, Gorgias suddenly appeared. His eyes are sharp and full of desire for victory, which makes people feel like they are carrying a ray of light on their backs.

"Has his mental power become stronger?"

Atobu's eyes narrowed slightly.

After dueling with many masters, he has also understood that when mental power reaches a certain threshold, unexpected transformations will occur.

It can be said.

The same technical ability, before and after the mental transformation, are completely two different levels.

but.

He didn't panic, but kept on track and hit the racket over.

Whoosh!

But that's it.

The tennis ball that was supposed to be shot in a straight line became a bit weird out of thin air. The trajectory of the tennis ball suddenly changed, catching Atobe off guard.

"Huh?"

He frowned and was about to change his moves when he suddenly saw another familiar figure and his expression changed involuntarily.

"Is it him?!"

now.

Within Atobe's line of sight.

In the area shrouded in smoke and dust, except for the aggressive figure representing Gorgias. Next to him, there was another blue-haired boy wearing an Australian team jacket.

Not someone else.

It was the boy he met by chance yesterday who was playing chess alone at the beach.

Bang!

At this time.

The tennis ball broke through Atobe's defense, accurately hit the baseline, and then ejected.

"15-0!"

The referee spoke.

The Australian team camp and most of the audience immediately cheered excitedly.

"Score!!!"

"Finally, Senior Gorgias is about to fight back!"

"That's right, let's use this momentum to end the game completely in one go!"

Everyone kept shouting slogans, and the sound of cheering resounded throughout the stadium.

at the same time.

Atobe's eyes were fixed on Gorgias at the opposite baseline.

"Illusion?"

He squinted his eyes and saw the figure of a non-existent person on the court. Could it be that he had an illusion?

"No!"

Atobe's squinted eyes suddenly opened.

now.

Behind Gorgias, who was playing tennis, he saw the handsome boy with blue hair again.

Noah J. Gorgias!

The figure of the other party slowly emerged from behind Gorgias. That sharp gaze that seemed to be able to penetrate the whole situation was something Atobe was all too familiar with.

"so."

Thinking of this, a thought emerged in his mind: "Is this a reflection of the willpower of shouldering his brother's tennis dream and carrying forward with the honor and disgrace of the team?"

At this time, Gorgias gave Atobe a more calm feeling, and his eyes changed from sharp to deep. At the same time, invisibly, it seemed to be shrouded in fog, making it difficult for him to see through the other party's reality.

Obviously.

At this moment, Gorgias completed his own breakthrough. He captured his and his brother's dreams, integrated into each other's beliefs and tennis style, and blazed a new path.

Bang!

Suddenly.

Just hear a crisp sound.

Gorgias hit the tennis ball again, and this ball was a little more tricky than before. Atobe can no longer see through it with a simple glance like before.

"This serve."

Fitzgerald was stunned.

As the captain of the Australian team, although he played doubles, his singles strength and vision were also excellent. With just one glance, he felt another long-lost sense of familiarity from this serve.

"No mistake."

At this time, Mark McGregor next to him said excitedly: "This is Noah's serve! That small angle, full of confusing spin serve!"

He is the same age as Noah.

Both of them were rising stars of the Australian tennis team. But Mark knew very well that under Noah's talent, his own tennis seemed dull.

Afterwards.

Noah has always been the most outstanding player in the Australian Tennis School, and was even called by the media at the time as a genius who could lead the Australian team into the quarterfinals or even the big 4 level in the future.

However.

No one had ever thought that this proud child of heaven would suddenly change. Noah, who has the strongest insight and perfect analysis of the court, lost his eyesight.

The bad news came suddenly.

Cut off Noah's path.

In the end, the other party was ruthlessly expelled from the school. After that, the night sky of the Australian Tennis School seemed to become dim.

"The legendary Noah senior?"

Miluk is only in the second year of junior high school this year. He has not experienced the era when Noah swept Australia.

"Yeah."

Mark nodded heavily: "This is Noah's tennis. I didn't expect that Senior Gorgias would completely inherit his dream."

"It can win!"

At this time, Fitzgerald on the side clenched his fists and said in a deep voice: "If it is the tennis of those two brothers, it will definitely win!"

Fighting alone, Atobe may completely suppress Gorgias.

But at this time, the game has obviously entered another stage. Gorgias is no longer alone. With the strength of the two, he has completely restrained the passiveness of being seen through the blind spot brought by Atobe's insight.

Bang!

Another ball.

By seeing through Atobe's ball path, Gorgias used the backhand diagonal play to surprise and score.

"What a bold kill!"

Outside the court, Duke's squinting eyes suddenly opened: "This ball is really beautiful!"

"Yeah."

Baiduin also nodded.

Gorgias's ball, whether it is the technique or the grasp of the timing, is very accurate. Coupled with the bold determination, this ball completely caught Atobe off guard.

"30-0!"

The referee spoke.

Gorgias's tense face finally showed a smile. At this time, he has found his usual feeling in the game and gradually regained his confidence.

Bang!

"40-0!"

Bang!

"Game!"

"Australia, 1-5!"

After getting a game, Gorgias excitedly clenched his fist. And Noah in the stands also waved his fist excitedly.

Just as Gorgias could empathize with him, he presented his tennis perfectly. Noah also felt the spiritual will of his brother.

Relying on this.

Gorgias had the possibility to change the game.

Moreover, in the next game, he broke through Atobe's [Tannhaiser serve] and used the Noah-style bulldog play to score again.

Bang!

"Game!"

"Australia, 2-5, switch positions!"

The score gap began to narrow, Gorgias excitedly clenched his fist to celebrate, shouting to vent his suppressed emotions completely.

"Australia!"

"Australia!"

"Australia!"

In the stands.

Countless spectators shouted slogans in unison.

The sound of the tsunami was higher than the other, as if it was going to completely drown Atobe standing at the bottom line.

Many people were watching the young man of the Japanese team. Just as Gorgias had a big heart for the game, he broke through his own limits at a critical moment.

Everyone was also watching whether Atobe could do something similar.

Of course.

More people were not optimistic about him.

In their opinion, when Gorgias launched a counterattack, the game had entered his round. Facing Gorgias, who plays with a changeable style and is fierce and treacherous, the only way for Atobe is probably defeat.

Snap!

But.

No one expected.

Atobe suddenly raised his left hand and snapped his fingers.

Suddenly.

As if by magic, the originally noisy scene immediately quieted down. Everyone's eyes subconsciously moved to Atobe.

"The winner."

He smiled calmly and said, "It's me!"

As soon as these words came out.

There was a wave immediately.

Everyone frowned, and even Gorgias subconsciously raised his eyebrows: "Is this kid a little too arrogant?"

Bang!

Then.

He hit a ball.

He used his tyrannical strength and combined it with Noah's treacherous style. The tennis ball actually produced two different trends of change at the same time when it landed.

Left or right?

There is a 50% chance of hitting back.

However, if the player hesitates for a moment, the possibility of failure becomes 100%.

This is Noah's tennis.

Complicated and full of uncertainty. This is the tennis style he has realized after thoroughly studying human nature.

Swish!

But at this time.

Atobe swung the racket.

He swung the racket towards the backhand side without hesitation.

Bang!

The next moment.

A crisp sound of hitting the ball rang out.

Gorgias' serve was returned by him at high speed.

"He guessed it!"

Fitzgerald raised his eyebrows secretly.

"Humph."

But Mark McGregor sneered: "It doesn't matter, Noah's [unknown] skills are impossible to be seen through. He can succeed once, twice, but there will be times when he makes mistakes."

The probability of 50% seems not low, but this is only the possibility of one ball. As the game progresses, the possibility of making perfect judgments every time is infinitely close to zero.

Bang!

But.

Atobe quickly hit the tennis ball again.

"Coincidence, coincidence?"

Someone instinctively widened his eyes.

Coincidence?

Fitzgerald frowned.

Mark's face also showed an uncertain expression.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Afterwards.

Atobe's consecutive balls accurately judged the direction of Gorgias's hitting.

"All right? His luck"

Miluk said subconsciously.

"It's not luck!"

Mark's face was full of solemnity: "He can hit Gorgias's ball back so many times. There is only one explanation."

"Gorgias's ball path was seen through by him."

Fitzgerald said solemnly.

"This guy!"

On the court, Gorgias's face was also not good. Noah's [Unknown] ability was completely seen through by the opponent in just two games.

Isn't the opponent's insight too terrible?

Bang!

Immediately.

He hit the tennis ball again, and at the same time, his eyes became sharp: "Even if you break through [Unknown], as long as you can't see through my actions, I still have a chance of winning!"

"Really?"

But.

The corner of the mouth of the opposite Atobe raised a little arc.

Bang!

The next moment.

Gorgias's return ball hit the blocking net.

"Touched the net."

"0-15!"

"Mistake?"

The Australian team looked at each other.

Gorgias also frowned, because he couldn't understand why he made such a low-level mistake.

"Are you surprised?"

At this time, Atobe said: "It's normal to think about it carefully. You are too involved in the game and don't realize how bad your situation is."

Hmm?

As soon as these words came out.

Gorgias' heart trembled violently.

Swish!

Immediately.

When he carefully observed himself, he suddenly found that the amount of sweat on his body had reached an extremely exaggerated level. The sweat that soaked his clothes had already formed into water drops on the ground, which kept falling down.

Plop!

Then.

Gorgias' body leaned forward uncontrollably, but fortunately he reacted quickly and supported his body with the racket to avoid making a fool of himself in public.

"Why, why?!"

Gorgias, who seemed to have been drained of all his strength, raised his head in disbelief and looked up at the boy opposite.

"It's that golden light!"

In the stands, Noah's eyes flashed with a trace of surprise.

That's right.

Gorgias completed his own breakthrough, and his strength was undoubtedly improved to a higher level.

However.

He also fell into the trap of the Atobe because he was too involved in the game. Under the emperor-like power, his ability was weakened and his physical strength was exhausted.

"So."

Thinking of this, Noah's face flashed a bitter smile: "The game was over ten minutes ago."

He was good at planning and scheming, but he never thought that he would eventually lose the game in this way.

"You won."

Noah sighed softly.

The unfinished game yesterday was decided today.