Prince of Tennis: A tennis legend that started from signing in

Chapter 391 The Ice Emperor's Sorrow and Request

See this.

Atobe Eiko sighed softly.

Then she looked at Brand with a charming look and continued speaking.

"Because of our neglect, Xiaojing has not had a strong sense of belonging to the family since he was young."

"His short life experience caused him to feel a huge sense of disconnection."

"That's what made me who I am now."

"Although five years is a very important period for a professional tennis player, but..."

But before she could finish.

Brand raised his hand to interrupt the other party.

At the same time, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly as he spoke.

"Ms. Yingzi, we are all smart people."

"You don't need to tell me these things."

"Besides, when playing games, you should have the mindset to play games."

"If you keep thinking about turning the tables, be careful the dealer might overturn the table."

obviously.

Brand had already seen through the other party's little thoughts.

Not only do they want to take advantage of the opportunity, but they also want to use other people's hands to cultivate their own talents.

Originally, he just wanted to have some fun.

Who would have thought that the witch in front of him would take a different approach and find a way that would benefit the Tomokazu family in every way.

"I'm just a little woman."

"Just a little woman trying to find a way out for her child..."

Atobe Eiko's eyes flickered slightly a few times, and she continued to speak softly and weakly.

Brand got a headache after hearing this.

"Talk about things that suit the occasion."

"Miss Yingzi, be careful. Too much is as bad as too little."

After all, Brand is a veteran in the business world.

Although he felt troubled by what happened to Eiko Atobe, it didn't mean he would just let it go.

Making a bet is one thing; negotiating the specific details is another.

Being led by a woman is not the result he wants.

If I really get led by the other party.

Then Brand wouldn't be saying that he is still alone now.

After Brand said this.

Atobe Eiko didn't say anything more.

Then it returned to its original posture.

I continued to watch this game which seemed to be getting boring.

Let’s not talk about that for now.

At this moment, on the court.

Atobe Keigo finally finished his serve.

Between half asleep and half awake, dazed and tired.

He walked to the receiving position slightly numbly.

The red bloodshot in the eyes is now particularly obvious.

"It's taken a little longer than I expected."

tread!

When Beichuan came to the serving position.

He looked at Keigo Atobe who was struggling to emerge from the spiritual world again, and spoke softly with a smile on his face.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Atobe Keigo asked in a slightly hoarse voice.

Although one can feel that Beichuan is intentionally letting go.

But he wanted to know more about why the other party did this.

"I just want to give Atobe-senpai a push."

"After all, the current seniors are really weak."

The clear eyes reflected the figure of Keigo Atobe, and the states of the two were in sharp contrast.

Beichuan replied with a smile.

At the moment, he doesn't mind wasting more time on this matter.

"..."

After hearing Beichuan's answer.

Atobe Keigo suddenly became a little withdrawn.

Ever since Beichuan won the huge ship from him.

He began to train hard day and night.

I don’t know how much sweat I shed.

But even though he works so hard, he is still regarded as a weakling by the other party.

This was really hard for him to accept.

"Is it a little unacceptable?"

"Well, let me ask you something."

"Senior Atobe, how many balls did you catch during that time? How many points did you score?"

Beichuan continued to export.

The so-called will or spirit needs to be honed.

The victor tempers himself in glory, while the loser uses his heart of revenge as a millstone amidst sneers and ridicule.

Keigo Atobe's personality is destined to take the second path.

As for the first point.

Given his original arrogant and narcissistic nature, he will only end up sharpening his sword at the last minute.

The "destruction" of the spiritual world and the "heartache" of the real world.

It will gather into a scorching flame that will burn into a sharp blade.

"..."

Silence, nothing else but silence.

Keigo Atobe's self-esteem, which had been suppressed by the thorns, was once again severely damaged.

"It seems that Senior Atobe has figured it out."

"In that case, can we end this game here?"

It seems that the cooking time is almost right.

Beichuan was not going to continue to put pressure on the opponent.

After all, it is a truth that too much is as bad as too little, too strong is easily broken, and deep love does not last long.

“Inhale…exhale…”

"Can I see your strongest attack?"

"I'm talking about the strongest attack I can muster!"

There was no denying what Kitagawa said.

After taking a few deep breaths, Keigo Atobe.

With a look of determination in his eyes, he raised his head and looked at Beichuan seriously, and asked solemnly.

"hehe......"

Hear the words.

Beichuan chuckled.

He did not answer the other party, but at this moment a layer of milky white dreamy glow could be vaguely seen on his body.

At first glance, it looks like translucent silk covering the body.

And it's not over yet.

This brilliance is gradually turning into a bright light.

Just one look at it can bring pure joy.

And this is the perfect limit of one of the three gates deep in the realm of no self.

Just as the tennis ball was about to hit the ground.

The color of the bright light on Beichuan's body changed again.

If there was happiness before, then this time it was a light that made people feel lonely.

"Tsuchiya-senpai, be careful."

As this sound fell.

The light became a completely different existence from the previous two kinds of light.

And it's not over yet.

Just for a moment.

The three kinds of light merged together as if they were in perfect harmony.

of course.

This is not the end.

On the contrary, this is just the beginning.

In an instant.

A huge portal suddenly appeared in the sky.

creak...

Time seemed to slow down abnormally at this moment.

The sound of the huge door opening was like a low humming sound from ancient times.

Deep and touching.

Step on...

The sound of footsteps continued to echo on the court and then reached Keigo Atobe's ears.

It made him feel awakened.