Light Bullet!

Just then,

Atobe suddenly let go, and the tennis ball sent his racket flying several meters away.

It spun on the net for a long while before getting stuck on top of the tennis court!

"What! His racket—it actually flew out of his hand!"

"Is Captain Chiba really that strong?"

"This is terrifying! He actually knocked Atobe's racket out of his hand!"

Chiba Yun Chuan had his racket resting on his shoulder, a faint smile on his handsome face.

His bright eyes fixed on Atobe. He raised an eyebrow, then said,

"What's wrong, Atobe? Can't even hold on to your racket anymore?

And this is only half my strength! If you can't even hold on to your racket against half my strength, how are you going to beat me?

With your mouth?"

With that, he pointed his racket straight at Atobe.

"How is that possible! Half his strength?" Ootori Choutarou, a first-year, was even more incredulous. They were both first-years—so why was the gap between them so huge?

"He actually suppressed Atobe so badly that he could barely breathe with only half his strength? That's terrifying!" Akutagawa Jirou rarely spoke up, but when he did, his words carried a lot of weight.

"This is the first time someone's ever knocked Atobe's racket away. Captain Chiba really is strong! I can't wait to challenge him, even if it means defying my superior!" Hiyoshi Wakashi watched the two players on the court, his face full of fighting spirit.

Hearing Hiyoshi Wakashi, Oshitari and the others were at a loss for words.

"Kid, are you trying to comfort them? Is that really only half your strength?" Hana gave a mysterious smile from the sidelines but said nothing more.

Click, click!

Inoue Mamoru had captured the spectacular moment!

"Heisei's Chiba Yun Chuan—this year's National Tournament is going to be exciting. Rikkai Dai, the reigning champions, finally have a rival!

"If Heisei's doubles team is strong enough, it's not impossible for them to win the championship!"

Watching Chiba Yun Chuan raise his racket on the court, Inoue Mamoru couldn't help making that remark.

Atobe was still staring at his hands. It took several seconds for him to slowly come back to his senses.

He silently walked over and picked up his racket.

Then he looked at Chiba Yun Chuan, who was watching him. Chiba Yun Chuan had already lowered his racket.

"I'm not giving up. Let's keep going!"

Atobe's gaze was resolute.

But the way he spoke to Chiba Yun Chuan had changed. He still sounded arrogant, but his tone had softened considerably.

"That's the Atobe I know—the Atobe who can't be beaten down!

"The Atobe who doesn't take anything else seriously!

"Come on, let me see more of your dazzling tennis!"

Hearing Chiba Yun Chuan say that, Atobe felt a brief surge of emotion.

So someone understood him after all!

"Enough with the sentimental stuff! I'm not going to go easy on you just because of that!

"Watch closely!"

Twenty minutes later,

The referee's whistle rang out, and the match was about to end!

"Chiba scores! Forty-love!"

His call roused the spectators, who had been absorbed in the match.

"He's going to lose again. It might be six-love again!"

"What am I seeing? This can't be real—Atobe's about to lose six-love again!"

"What are those serves from Captain Chiba? I've never seen anything like them."

"I never thought Atobe would end up like this. Captain Chiba really is strong! I can't wait for my turn. Right, Taro?" Shishido Ryo glanced at Ootori Choutarou beside him, his fighting spirit plain to see!

Beside him, Oshitari reflexively pushed up his glasses before replying,

"You don't beat Atobe five-love by being just a little stronger.

"And have you noticed? The match between Captain Chiba and Atobe is almost over, but he hasn't even broken a sweat!"

At Oshitari's words, the others turned to look at Chiba Yun Chuan.

Sure enough, Chiba Yun Chuan stood holding his racket, not a drop of sweat on his forehead.

He didn't look tired at all!

"How is that possible!"

They all cried out in unison!

The reason Atobe had managed to hold on for so long

was that Chiba Yun Chuan had deliberately held back. Atobe had only just reached the National level, so he was no match for him otherwise.

After all, Chiba Yun Chuan was already at the Professional level!

On top of that, Atobe's Donnerwelle Serve was still in its early stages and had yet to be perfected. His service games posed no threat to Chiba Yun Chuan!

Even if the Donnerwelle Serve were perfected, it still wouldn't pose any threat to Chiba Yun Chuan. He had the ability to handle it.

So Atobe was being completely overwhelmed in terms of raw strength!

The main reason was that Hana needed comprehensive data on the Ice Emperor players, so Chiba Yun Chuan had to hold back and push them to their limits!

Otherwise, Atobe wouldn't have been able to last this long.

"Who's next? Captain Chiba is just too strong! Captain Atobe is no match for him at all—and that's without him using any mental pressure!

"With him leading Ice Emperor, I can almost see them making it to the National Tournament!" Watching Atobe sprint around the court, Shishido Ryo began to dream about the future.

"Captain Atobe's National-level skills are completely helpless against Chiba. Just how strong is he?

"He's only a first-year! Does he have to be this monstrous?" Mukahi Gakuto had seen Atobe suffer a crushing defeat with his own eyes yesterday, and now he was watching a similar scene unfold again!

The only difference was that Atobe could return the ball today. But anyone with eyes could see that Chiba Yun Chuan wasn't giving it his all.

It was already match point.

After Atobe swung his racket and returned the ball, Chiba Yun Chuan was ready to end the match!

"It's over, Atobe. Your dazzling tennis falls far short in my eyes! Today, I'll show you what dazzling tennis really looks like!

"Watch closely!" With that, Chiba Yun Chuan swung his racket at the bouncing tennis ball!

"Light Bullet!"

A dazzling golden glow began to shine where Chiba Yun Chuan's racket met the tennis ball. Bathed in the light, he looked like a dignified, divine warrior!

"What's going on? The tennis ball is glowing?"

"No way! A glowing tennis ball?"

"How is that possible? Is this even tennis?"

It wasn't just the spectators who were shocked—even Hana was astonished!

"When did that brat come up with this technique? I've never seen it before.

"A glowing ball? Interesting."

Outside the court, Inoue Mamoru immediately raised his camera to take a picture. Unfortunately, he missed the moment Chiba Yun Chuan struck the ball. It shot toward Atobe like a golden bullet!

Bang!

A deafening explosion rang out, like a sudden clap of thunder, making everyone's ears ring!

The tennis ball slammed into Atobe's side of the court in a blaze of golden light, its force overwhelming.

Seeing the ball flying toward him, Atobe felt the urge to retreat for the first time. But he immediately pushed the thought out of his mind.

"I'm not giving up!" he shouted as he ran to where the ball was about to land. Gathering all his strength, he swung his racket at the incoming ball!