Donnerwelle Serve!

"What are you all looking at me for? Want to play me? Just watch the match!" Akutsu practically shouted the words, then turned his head away.

I didn't think Akutsu could get embarrassed, Oshitari thought.

At that moment, Atobe's serve landed in the front-left corner of Fuji's court!

It was just a simple serve, but it was incredibly fast.

Fuji reacted at once, sprinting into position. The moment the ball bounced, he swung his racket and returned it!

Watching the ball fly back, Atobe focused his eyes.

In an instant, he spotted all of Fuji's weaknesses and blind spots!

Scattered crystals of different sizes began appearing on the ground all across the court!

World of Ice!

Atobe had constructed this virtual world with his exceptional eyesight. It let him see all of his opponents' weaknesses and blind spots.

Atobe's eyes grew deep and intense. His presence surged, filling the court with an indescribable aura!

"Sorry, but I'm taking this point!"

With that, he sent the ball toward the blind spot on Fuji's right!

The tennis ball shot toward a crystal on the right, shattered it, then flew out of the court. Fragments scattered across the ground.

Thwack!

"Huh? How?"

Fuji looked surprised. Atobe's shot had landed somewhere he couldn't reach.

But Fuji still refused to give up, moving as fast as he could.

He did everything he could to get to the ball, but all he could do was watch it fly out of the court!

"Hyotei scores. The score is 15–0."

The umpire's call landed on the Seigaku players like a hammer!

"Fuji couldn't return that shot!" Inui said, puzzled. "Atobe must have seen Fuji's blind spot and weaknesses. That shot went straight for his blind spot, but it takes incredible eyesight to pull off."

"That's right. Atobe's eyesight is truly exceptional," Tezuka added.

He'd never played against Atobe, but he'd heard a few things about him.

Atobe's eyesight has improved again. He must have perfected that move, Chiba Yun Chuan thought as he watched Atobe on the court.

Atobe was acting downright arrogant. He pointed his racket at Fuji, his voice full of disdain.

"Well, Seigaku? Isn't my tennis spectacular?"

Fuji didn't answer.

"How boring. In that case, I'll finish you off quickly!"

Atobe tossed the ball into the air, then bent backward until his body curved like a bow!

He swung his racket hard, bringing it forward from behind.

"It's Atobe's Donnerwelle Serve!"

"What's with that pose?"

"Lose yourselves in my dazzling tennis!"

Atobe drove his strength through his waist and into his arm, then slammed the racket into the ball.

Thwack!

The ball spun fiercely as it flew toward the middle of Fuji's court!

"That serve's not that fast. Fuji can definitely return it," Kikumaru said with a grin.

But the next second—

"How is that possible?!" Kikumaru cried again.

Fuji was still holding his follow-through, but the ball had already skidded along the ground and out of bounds!

"Hyotei scores. The score is 30–0."

"A ball that doesn't bounce!"

"Atobe's serve is so cool!"

The crowd erupted in astonishment.

"Hyotei's Atobe is incredibly talented and skilled. Both players are gifted, but so far, Atobe has the edge," Inoue Mamoru said, watching the two players.

"No, senpai! Fuji will definitely win!" Shiba Saori protested. Inoue only shook his head and said nothing.

Fuji looked at Atobe across the court and slowly opened his eyes. He was getting serious!

"Oh, you've opened your eyes. Too bad—even if God picked up a racket, he couldn't change your fate. You're going to lose, because I'm the Emperor!" Atobe declared, then served another Donnerwelle Serve!

Fuji could only watch as the ball landed on his side of the court and then shot out of bounds!

"Hyotei scores. The score is 40–0."

"This game's in the bag. That Seigaku guy is no match for Atobe!" Oshitari said, delighted.

"That's right. Atobe's serve is unbeatable—except for the Captain's," Chotaro added.

The match continued.

Atobe served one last time, and the first game was over!

Fuji hadn't scored a single point and had lost the first game!

"Game, set. The score is 1–0.

The players will switch sides!"

"Hyotei will win!"

"Atobe will win!"

"Hyotei will win!"

The cheers from the crowd's supporters rolled over the court like waves, one after another.

"What beautiful music!"

Atobe closed his eyes, as if savoring it.

"Now it's Fuji's turn to serve. If he loses his service game, his chance of winning will drop to 17 percent!" Inui blurted out at the worst possible time.

"Inui-senpai, could you stop analyzing things? Fuji-senpai isn't going to lose!" Momoshiro shouted.

Fuji, how will you handle this? Tezuka wondered as he watched the match unfold.

The players had now switched service, and Fuji was up!

Fuji, are you finally going to show what you can really do? Too bad your opponent is Atobe. Right now, he has you completely outmatched! Chiba Yun Chuan knew what shot Fuji was going to use as soon as he saw him get ready.

Unfortunately, for someone with Atobe's absurdly sharp eyesight, this shot would be incredibly easy to counter!

Fuji's expression was grave.

He tossed the ball into the air, then leaped up.

"Watch closely. My ball is going to disappear!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his racket connected with the ball—and the ball vanished!

"Fuji's Disappearing Serve!" Oishi said excitedly. "Now that guy on the other side won't be able to return it, right?"

"What do we do? The ball disappeared. Can Atobe return it?" Oshitari asked anxiously.

"Don't worry. Atobe's eyesight can handle a serve like this. This serve is nowhere near good enough to challenge him!" Akutsu's voice rang out among the Hyotei players, reassuring them.

"The ball disappeared?"

"How did it vanish? Am I seeing things?"

"I can't see the ball at all!"

The spectators were shocked when Fuji's ball disappeared.

"Did it disappear?"

Atobe focused the moment he saw Fuji's serve. Then he spotted the ball spinning fiercely toward his left!

"I see you!"

Atobe sprinted to the left.

"That's all you've got? You must really be underestimating me! I'm sending it right back!" Atobe swung his racket, and a tennis ball suddenly appeared where he struck. His gaze shifted again, and he sent the ball straight back!

Watching Atobe on the other side of the court, Fuji felt as though a beast had its eyes on him.