Bang!
Theirs Serve landed in Romeo's half of the court, but this time he wasn't as lucky as he'd been with the first serve.
Romeo simply raised his hand, returning the ball with a topspin.
But Atobe had expected a return like that.
In fact, returning the opponent's shot was part of his strategy.
After serving, Atobe didn't stay where he was. Instead, he rushed the net. By the time Romeo's return had just crossed it, Atobe was already there.
He planted one foot and leaped into the air.
"Not bad, Romeo!"
A surging mental force suddenly burst from Romeo's side of the court. The ball of mental energy surrounding Atobe instantly contracted to its limit, completely enveloping him.
Romeo gradually increased the pressure, slowly clawing back the score.
Although the two men hadn't said it outright, the familiarity they showed was apparent to everyone on the Japan Team.
So Romeo continued, "Someone who hasn't trained can't possibly have infinite stamina, Keigo."
Bang!
The ball flew back into Atobe's half once more.
By now, the match had entered a new phase.
"If only matches were really that simple."
Even Yukimura and Mouri, seated in the players' area, were happy for Atobe.
"In that case, let me guide you, step by step, toward your destruction!"
"Yes!"
Bing.
Romeo suddenly snapped his fingers toward the sky.
Atobe's persistence and determination had worn Romeo down, too, despite his claim to have infinite stamina. The constant back-and-forth was taking its toll.
Thud!
"What the hell? How does this guy know Atobe even better than we do?"
"Your so-called infinite stamina can't fool me. You're just using IAP breathing, a method for recovering from fatigue!"
In an instant, it was as if he'd shed the fatigue he'd accumulated. His whole demeanor seemed to