"Bang!"

Confused by the tactical formation of Oishi and Kikumaru, Dongfang Masami was slightly stunned and missed the best opportunity to fight back.

In a hurry, he played a tennis ball, and was directly hit by Dashi's moon-climbing volley to win the score again.

"Holy Night School leads, 40-0!"

"Damn!"

thought that the score should not be lost, but lost the goal, which made Dongfang Masami surprisingly angry.

They were the strongest doubles in Yamabuki, and they were suppressed to such an extent.

It's a shame.

"Come again!"

After drinking, this time it was Oriental Yami's serve.

The tennis ball was tossed high by Oriental Masami.

Immediately after, his arms were bent and stretched towards his back, and the muscles of his entire arm instantly tensed.

Just when the tennis ball falls into a proper position.

Dongfang Masami's arm swung violently, and she pressed the racket down with amazing wrist strength.

Bang!

A terrifying air pressure enveloped the entire tennis ball, and the tennis ball flying at high speed was like a flaming cannonball.

"It's not even close!"

Dashi predicts the landing point in advance, swings the racket, and spins the ball at high speed.

Bang!

"Holy Night School leads, 1-0!"

Yamabuki was directly broken, and it was the turn of the Holy Night side to serve.

It's just that the first game was broken, and the mentality of Kentaro Minami and Masami Dongfang collapsed directly.

As a potato male combination of Yamabuki, it is a nationally recognized doubles powerhouse.

In the past, against any opponent, no matter how strong they were, they had room to fight back.

It is nothing more than the fierceness of the battle.

But in the face of the Holy Night, he was crushed by one side, and Nan Jian and Dongfang doubted their lives.

So much so that the fighting spirit was completely suppressed, and the whole game was quickly lost.

"6-0! Holy Night School wins!"

As the referee read out the results aloud, Kentaro Minami and Masami Dongfang were left alone.

"Alas. "Three-Five-Three"

The companion just shook his head, and he didn't know how to comfort Yabuki's doubles.

In the face of such a blow, only they can untie the knot.

And because of the tragic defeat of Yamabuki's strongest doubles, it affected the morale of the entire Yamabuki team.

"Holy Night, Yamabuki doubles player please enter!"

didn't give the mountain too much time to sigh, and the referee's voice immediately landed.

The Holy Eve side, which won the first game strongly, was played with a relaxed face and Sadaharu Kan.

At the same time, Yamabuki is a native of the Ishikawa boundary in the third grade of junior high school, Ishizuka Koyo.

"Huh?"

Seeing the characters on the opposite side, the companion couldn't help but change his expression obviously.

It turned out to be more than the guessed Takashi Kawamura and Tsuyoshi Inoue?

On the contrary, Sadaharu Kan, who has never played, and Fuji Shusuke, who is strong in singles?

In this way, the tactics for power-type players trained by Ishikawa Kaito and Ishizuka Koyo are completely useless.

"Come on, Ishikawa!"

"It's up to you, Ishizuka!"

"Yamabuki, you can definitely win!"

It's just that compared to the worries of the elderly, the Yamabuki Electors are determined to win.

Ishikawa and Ishizuka Koyo, but they were recognized as the golden partners of the national level in the last session.

Compared to Kentaro Minami, who has not yet grown up, Dongfang Masami is even stronger.

The Holy Night's one they know is a strong opponent in singles.

Want to play a makeshift doubles against Ishikawa and Ishizuka?

No kidding!

"The game begins, and the winner is determined by one game, and the Holy Night School serves on one side. "

Just as the whistle was about to blow, the second game began.

"Let's just let this game end as soon as possible. "

Feeling the wisps of breeze, Fuji Shusuke muttered to himself.

Da...

Da...

Da ......

Gently lower your head and let the ends of your hair hide your thoughts.

Fuji adjusted his breath slightly.

"Whoosh!"

The fingers held the tennis ball and gently fell and turned, and the racket in the middle of the hand pulled everything diagonally.

Bang!

The tennis ball was very fast, and it directly pulled out a golden crescent.

In an instant, he has come to the hair extension area of Ishizuka Koyo.

呲呲......

The tennis ball rubbed on the ground for a split second, and quickly bounced upwards diagonally.

"Great serve. "

Looking at this fast-cutting serve, Ishizuka Koyo raised his eyebrows slightly,

"But that's it, and it doesn't bother me. "

With a confident smile, Ishizuka's body sank slightly, and his body pressed forward rapidly.

As long as you see where the tennis ball lands, you will definitely be able to catch it.

"This one...... It's going to go away. "

It's just that the next moment, Fuji's fluttering words suddenly sounded.

This made Ishizuka Xiaoye slightly stunned.

"Tactics? It's too inferior!"

With a cold snort, Ishizuka Koyo didn't care.

Such a little trick to interfere with the mind is useless to him.

He pulls sideways, bends his left foot at the knee and stretches his right foot backwards.

After raising his arm slightly, his eyes were already locked on the tennis ball that was flying over

Abrupt.

Whoosh!

The tennis ball began to shake irregularly at high speed in mid-air, and the messy shadow of the ball startled him slightly.

The eyes are condensed.

"Found it!"

Although there was some surprise at the beginning, Ishizuka's swinging action was full of confidence.

Swish!

Exactly according to the trajectory of the tennis ball he judged, the racket in his hand suddenly volleyed into the air.

"What!?"

Raising his eyes in surprise to look at Fuji Zhousuke on the other side, Ishizuka Koyo couldn't help but look shocked.

Ball......

It's really gone!

Bang!

Immediately after a muffled sound, when Ishizuka Koyo and Ishikawa were stunned, the tennis ball flew out of the baseline to score.

"Holy Night School leads, 15-0!"

Off-site.

Fuji's somewhat weird serve brought a lot of turmoil.

Many viewers who did not have enough vision, and even tennis team players, were shocked by the magic of this ball.

Their eyes weren't mistaken, and what Fuji Shusuke just said really came true.

The tennis ball did disappear from their eyes for a moment.

"Disappearing serve?"

The companion gently chewed on the somewhat mysterious name, his eyes twinkling.

"Fuji Zhousuke, he's really a great player. "

Take the dots and the surfaces.

This can be seen from the disappearing serve.

Fuji's attainment and understanding of tennis skills have reached a height that is difficult for ordinary people to understand.

It's clearly just a simple cutting serve, but it's given a new life by Fuji Shusuke.

Although the difficulty of this ball is not high, this talent has to be cared about.

Bang!

No surprises.

It was another three consecutive disappearance serves, and Fuji won the Holy Night serve game neatly.

The faces of the people of the Ishikawa realm and Ishizuka Saya are extremely ugly.

I can't even see the ball, how do I fight back?

However, it is not without opportunities.

It was their turn to serve.

Since the serve cannot be caught, as long as you hold your own serve, there may not be no hope of a comeback.

"Bang!"

With a light cushion of his feet, Ishikawa Kaito directly hit a blow and attacked a very good serve.

And knowing the strength of Fuji, this ball is headed for Kansadah.

In their opinion, this unknown Holy Night selection is their breakthrough to hold serve.

"Spin in the bottom corner and then hit the lob high is 92 percent, and the odds of us scoring are %. "

Stompe...

After a few strides, Sadaharu Kan caught up with the incoming tennis ball, and the head of the racket in his hand drooped slightly.

Bang!

The tennis ball rubs and slides on the surface of the racket, and then is cut and shot at high speed.

A sneering tremor in the air showed that the ball was given a strong spin.

Powerful baseline spin to chase the ball.

"Look at me!"

The emaciated stone mound is quite fast.

When Ishikawa couldn't react, he had to stand up.

Bang!(Read the violent novel, go to the Feilu Novel Network!)

Bending over the racket to catch it, Sadaharu Kan's seemingly tricky counterattack was hit back by him.

"Hmm... The radian is consistent, the height is consistent, and the high-altitude resistance and deflection angle are ......"

"1.5m to the left rear

Pedal Pedal Pedal ~

As if after careful calculation, Kan Sadaji moved a few steps to his left rear unhurriedly. []

Sou~

Wait for the tennis ball to keep falling.

Then, the soles of his feet were a little, and his body rose slightly.

The racket in his hand was accurately buckled on the tennis ball that fell in the air.

Swell!

There was a crisp sound, and a yellow light exploded at the feet of Ishizuka and Ishikawa.

Standard volley high pressure ball!

It's faster and more impactful than a normal smash.

“15-0"

Like a superb artist, Sadaharu Kan has calculated everything about Yamabuki doubles.

"This guy!"

Ishikawa and Ishizuka couldn't help but change their expressions slightly.

Sadaharu Qian, who has no sense of existence, is the data flow so terrifying?

Even they can't accurately judge the landing point of each ball.

But Kansadaharu is like a tight instrument, with excellent computing power.

Instantly calculate their purpose, landing point, and carry out a successful counterattack.

"You shouldn't underestimate it. "

Fuji, who squinted his eyes, reminded with a smile.

Don't look at Kanto Sadaharu is only an elite level in Kanto, the main thing is that when he leaves, the data flow.

But in terms of singles ability, even the peak of Kanto may not be his opponent.

Especially doubles, which requires comprehensive overall control and vision.

For Sadaharu Kan, it's basically in the comfort zone.

"Companion Lao, the players in the data stream, are they all so terrifying?"

Chigoku Qingchun frowned.

If everything can be calculated without mistakes and omissions, then the data flow is to the extreme, wouldn't it be invincible?

Hearing this, the companion shook his head: "Data analysis needs a fulcrum. "

This fulcrum is to make a comprehensive judgment based on your previous behaviors, even subtle expressions, etc. "

Faced with the old man's explanation, Qianshi Qingchun nodded suddenly.

The data flow is strong, but it is very restrictive.....

First of all, you must have enough insight into the opponent's strength, but you can only limit it to the middle and low end of the game.

Once it reaches the level of the national competition, I am afraid that the effect will be greatly weakened.

In other words, as long as you have absolute strength, you don't need to be afraid of so-called data flows.

In other words, if you are seen through, you are not too strong.

Bang!

“2-0"

......

Bang!

“4-1"

......

"The seniors were powerless to fight back......"

Watching the pitch running back and forth, the people of the Ishikawa realm who sweated like rain, Ishizuka Koyo.

The Yamabuki Shocho had bitter faces.

Five minutes later.

Bang!

With a sharp volley from Sadaharu Kan, the score was finally fixed at 6-1.

"Game,Holy Night School Dry Sadaji,Fuji Shusuke,6-1。 "

"At the end of the game, the Holy Night School won with an aggregate score of 2-0. "

The referee's announcement was heard, and Holy Night had won two games so far.

According to the best-of-five rule.

After winning another game of singles, Sheng Ye won the championship of the Dong丨Jing丨Dudu Tournament.

"Thank you for the advice!"

"Thank you for your advice~"

The two sides shook hands, and the people of the Ishikawa realm and Ishizuka Koyo withdrew gloomily.

With Sadaharu Kan's exquisite calculations, there is no information interference all the time, and the data analysis is accurate to every minute.

Paired with Fuji Shusuke's gorgeous skills.

With the tacit cooperation of the two, they lost their hearts.

"It's too strong, it doesn't feel like a level at all. "

"yes, that guy with glasses is amazing, and the data analysis is too accurate. "

"It's worthy of the Holy Night Academy.,This mountain blow must win three singles to win.。 "

"Is it just possible? The Big Three of the Holy Night School are in charge, and there is no hope of winning in singles than doubles. "

"Yamabuki doesn't have a chance at all. "

The audience outside the venue set off a wave of discussions.

Although the second doubles match was not as enthusiastic as the first.

But the excitement is just as breathtaking.

For the next singles matches, they are looking forward to it even more.

Is it the continuation of the Holy Night's domineering posture that sweeps everything.

Or can the mountain blow turn the tables against the wind and achieve a miracle achievement.

Everyone will be waiting to see.

Ten minutes after the course was repaired.

"Next, the singles number three match is about to begin. "

"By Osamu Dazai of the Holy Night School, against Chigoshi Kiyojun of Yamabuki Middle School. "

"Whoop.........

"What!?"

"Singles No. 3 turned out to be the minister of the Holy Night, Osamu Dazai?"

"The last time he appeared, even the Ice Emperor's Minister Keigo was easily crushed, right?"

"This, the mountain is blowing!"

As the referee's voice fell, a wave of enthusiasm from the audience broke out outside the field.

Under the sun, if the gods are like a transcendent existence.

The head of the Holy Night Tennis Department - Osamu Dazai!

It is almost recognized as the strongest of the contemporary national high school ceiling.

Because he was as strong as the Minister of the Ice Emperor, 5.5 traces of Jingwu were all rubbed on the ground by him.

"Is it finally coming? Dazai-kun!"

Outside the court, Mamoru Inoue focused the camera on the player's preparation seat, and Osamu Dazai looked indifferent.

also aimed at the handsome face, and there were a few more close-ups.

"Ahhhhh

"Dazai-kun, come on!"

"It's the Holy Night that wins..."

"The winner is Dazai-sama!"

The cheers of fanatical female fans failed to hide the bitterness on the faces of the old companions.

"Yamabuki, I'm afraid I'm going to follow the old path of the Ice Emperor. "

It was swept 6-0 in three games, which was too tragic.

But there is nothing that can be done about the elderly.

Changed to Tezuka and Akutsu, he thought that Chigoshi Kiyojun would be able to work hard.

But if you change to Osamu Dazai, you won't even have the opportunity to work hard.

Pro-grade!

That's right, twelve-year-old professional level, Osamu Dazai is such a terrifying existence.

The district has just stepped into the national level of Thousand Stone Pure, and the gap between the two is like a chasm.

Even the gap between Chigoshi Kiyojun and a tennis novice is not as big as the gap between him and Osamu Dazai.

From the national level to the professional level, that is a qualitative leap.

With a hand, you can easily win the game.

Not only are the companions shocked, but the Yamabuki Electors are also full of despair.

Osamu Dazai's daimyo is something they remember.

At the same time, in a corner of the audience, a group of people tensed.

"Osamu Dazai, it's going to be played again!"

Ryo Shishido's pupils shrank and he spoke in a low voice.

There was no response, just staring at the arena.

The previous fiasco made him learn from the pain and wanted to know more about Osamu Dazai.

In the hope of being able to catch up as soon as possible, and complete the transcendence of Osamu Dazai.

"Dazai!!"

Beyond Osamu Dazai, this is the obsession of the trace.

It was also the goal that he fought for all his life.

Người mua: Earlyrad

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