Aitobe returned to the court and tightened his grip on the racket in his hand. He did not believe that he would lose points to his opponent without even realizing it.
This is undoubtedly a huge blow to the proud Atobe.
But as Fernandez swung the bat again, Atobe's subconscious fell into a deep sleep again.
Only this time, Atobe seemed to be in a dark, confined space.
Everything around was pitch black.
Outside the mental cage, the referee started the countdown again.
Deep in the claustrophobic space, Atobe clearly heard the referee's countdown this time.
But no matter how he responded, it was all in vain. In this claustrophobic mental cage, Atobe was unable to respond to everything outside.
All he could do was to break the cage and return his consciousness to his body.
...
"Service timeout! This game was scored by Real School of Madrid Fernandez, the score is 1:0."
...
Peng!
Peng!
"This game was scored by Fernandez from the Real School of Madrid, and the score was 2:0."
...
"Service timeout! This game was scored by Real School of Madrid Fernandez, the score is 3:0."
...
Peng!
Peng!
"This game was scored by Fernandez from the Real School of Madrid, and the score was 4:0."
...
The score was won bit by bit by Fernandez, and the hearts of all the junior high school students slowly fell to the bottom.
Fuji tilted his head and asked calmly: "Yukimura, do you think Atobe still has a chance?"
Fernandez's playing style is somewhat similar to Yukimura's.
If anyone present knows how Atobe should break the situation now, probably only Yukimura and Amuro are the ones.
Yukimura smiled indifferently and said: "Of course there are opportunities."
For Atobe, he is now on the verge of evolution.
After crossing this threshold, Atobe will step into a world-class field like Shiraishi.
"Service timeout! Scored by Real Madrid Fernandez, 40:0."
There was only one last ball left before Fernandez won the fifth game.
Once he wins this game, Fernandez can end the set with a quick serve in the next game.
"You're done."
Fernandez whispered softly.
As long as he wanted, he could let Atobe sleep like this until tomorrow.
This is Fernandez's confidence.
"Who do you think you are facing~~!
"
Suddenly Atobe opened his eyes and saw a blizzard of snow falling from the sky.
The thick ice and snow submerged Fernandez's ankles in just a moment.
"What!"
Fernandez's eyes shrank slightly, and the biting cold seemed to freeze his soul.
"I am an emperor!
"
Whoa!
Atobe finally regained control of his body and threw the ball directly at the last moment.
The cold wind immediately surged as the racket dropped.
kacha kacha~
The lampshade above the scene suddenly shattered, and glass shards fell like ice crystals.
Along with the violent storm, the snow fell towards Fernandez's field.
The cold air spread and froze, and Fernandez stood there unable to move.
"Out of bounds! This game was scored by Fernandez from Real Madrid School, the score is 5:0."
"Both sides change sides!"
The referee's voice made everyone stunned immediately.
Seeing such a big battle from Atobe, they thought they were going to win this goal. Who would have thought it would end like this.
"Tch! Did you actually go out of bounds?"
Atobe looked at the landing point of the ball and sneered. It was probably because his consciousness had just returned to his body that he had some problems controlling the ball.
But that doesn't matter.
For Atobe, his mental power has become more active, and as long as he no longer falls into Fernandez's hypnosis, he will regain victory.
During the intermission, the staff on site quickly dealt with the broken glass fragments of the lampshade.
After the staff completed the cleaning, he and Fernandez returned to the court again.
"Your tricks are useless to me. Victory will eventually belong to our Ice Emperor!"
Atobe's heroic spirit swept away the previous gloom.
He wants to win this game for his members.
"If you can do it, just try it!"
Naturally, Fernandez will not let the fat on his lips fly away.
Even if Atobe had broken free from his shackles, it could not change Fernandez's advantage of holding the match point at the moment.
"I'm going to...shoot you through the heart!"
After saying that, Fernandez's aura changed.
Although the face is still the same, the feeling given to Atobe is different.
Bian Boli suddenly smiled and said: "This time it's you, Kao Long."
Kao Long shook his head helplessly and said: "Spare me, I want to hide my face and run away every time I see it."
Peng!
Fernandez serves quickly.
After a loud explosion, the small yellow ball shot out from the smoke like a bullet from a barrel and shot towards the receiving area in front of the ball.
Atobu stepped out in two steps, the coldness in his eyes clearly visible.
"Your blind spot has no place to hide in front of me!"
Peng!
Atobe's counterattack made Fernandez freeze in place.
This is an absolute blind spot in the bones and joints of the body that ordinary people cannot cope with.
"Game, Hyotei Academy Atobe Keigo, 15:0."
...
Peng!
Peng!
"Game, Hyotei Academy Atobe Keigo, 30:0."
...
Peng!
Peng!
"This game is scored by Hyotei Academy Atobe Keigo, the score is 1:5."
...
Everyone in Ice Emperor finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He finally woke up at the moment Aobe stepped off the cliff.
Atobe, who had once again achieved a spiritual breakthrough, could see blind spots more clearly.
His attacks targeting the opponent's blind spots also became more and more fierce.
Kimijima Ikuto looked at Ochi Moonlight and smiled: "I finally woke up, it's not bad. Right, Ochi?"
Yuezhi Yueguang remained silent.
He had actually heard about Atobu for a long time.
As early as Atobe's first year when he entered Hyōtei, Ochi Gekko knew that there was such a number one figure.
At that time, Shintaro told him that Hyotei might have a president who was more suitable than him.
However, under the leadership of Atobe, Hyotei has not been able to win the national championship in these years.
This is really a pity.
But Yuezhi Yueguang also knows how difficult it is to win the national competition.
After all, the one standing in front of Atobe was Higa Junior High School, led by that monster Jin Amuro.
On the field.
Atobe once again showed his strong strength in his serve game.
Tannhäuser became even more puzzled under the ice and snow.
"There's really nothing I can do against you."
Fernandez shook his head helplessly, and then made up his mind.
As Fernandez's momentum surged, the faces of many people in the Spanish team changed slightly.
"Antonio, this guy chose you this time."
Frio Roman, who is the vice-captain of the Spanish U-17 team, looked at Humanity sitting next to him.