Hearing the referee's voice, Tomomi Akahori turned her head to look at the Aihara twins who had already entered the court, gritted her teeth, and looked back at her own doubles one, Hoshino Kaori and Hosokawa Naomi, narrowed her eyelids, and said: "The first game has already been lost, you have to win this game no matter what, otherwise, the responsibility of Aizawa in the singles three will be even heavier." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Understood." Kaori Hoshino nodded to show that she understood, and then entered the arena with Naomi Hosokawa. Raising her head and glancing at Shoko Aihara, who was preparing for the event in high spirits, Kaori Hoshino couldn't help frowning.

Tennis matches are usually a best-of-five system, as long as you win three games in a row, then the next two singles can be ignored, or win two games and lose one and win another, then the last game does not need to be played, a very simple law of winning and losing. However, in the event of two wins, two losses and one draw, the substitute rounds will be the final decision.

And what Tomomi Akabori said is exactly what he meant, if Qingxue wins and loses, then they may be able to recover the situation and have a better chance of winning. But if Qingxue wins two games in a row, then the third game will become the key to the matter, and their chances of winning will be greatly reduced, which none of them want to see.

"Now, it's finally us." Shoko Aihara played with a tennis racket, her big burgundy eyes shimmering with crystalline light, and some of her raised hair ends fluttered slightly due to overexcitement, revealing her soaring personality.

"Ale," Rina Aihara rubbed her sleepy eyes, which were still a little worried, turned to look sideways at Sakuraichi who was sitting on the bench, and muttered in a low voice: "It's so troublesome, the minister wants Goto and them to end the game in 20 minutes, so shouldn't our game also end in this time?" It's really annoying. ”

Beep –

The whistle sounded loudly, and the referee sat on the high chair, stretched out his hand to Qingxue, and said: "The first doubles starts, Qingxue serves." ”

"Qingxue serve?"

Rina Aihara looked at Shoko Aihara, who was standing in the first half, and raised her eyebrows, "Why does the minister always like to arrange for me in the second half?" ”

After all, Rina Aihara still picked up the tennis ball, bent her body slightly, and slapped the yellow-green ball to the ground, bouncing back and forth, the shadow of the ball on the ground changed from large to small.

"Ahh What kind of ball to play? What kind of ball do you play·····" Miyuki Nakajima muttered, her eyes wide open.

Ritsuko Ito blinked and spoke softly, "You say... Will Rina senpai-senpai..."

Phew-

At the moment before she finished speaking, the ball was thrown into the air by Rina Aihara, and at the same time, her right hand raised the aqua blue racket, which was not raised, her arms and body were at an angle of 45 degrees, and her sea-blue eyes reflected the tennis ball that was getting bigger and bigger in mid-air.

"This pose..." With a bang, Mieko Arai clasped one hand on the isolation net, her eyes widened, "It's really that..."

That one?

Kansadaji frowned, the movement in his hand never stopped, but the gaze locked tightly on Rina Aihara because of doubt.

Yamato Yudai still habitually hooked a shallow arc, and gently tugged at the main selection uniform on his shoulder with his right hand. Tezuka's eyelids closed slightly, and the streamer flashed on the lenses.

Syllable!

The sound of hitting the ball sounded suddenly, Tezuka's pupils condensed, and the yellow-green ball disappeared in an instant, and when everyone was still shocked that the ball disappeared, there was a bang, and the sound of the tennis ball hitting the isolation net sounded, and everyone was startled, and in a blink of an eye, they saw a yellow-green ball embedded in the isolation net and constantly rotating, and the isolation net couldn't help but vibrate.

"There has been, Rina's sonic serve!!" When everyone's eyes widened and they hadn't recovered from the shock, Yuki Kitajima snorted softly, and there was a faint excitement in her orange pupils, this ball was still trained by her assistance.

"Knock Knock!" Mieko Arai clenched her fists, her pink hair trembled gently with her movements, and she said loudly and excitedly, "Hit!" ”

"Hey," Rina Aihara raised her racket and pointed at the referee who was still staring at the tennis ball on the isolated net, and said in a confident and lazy tone: "Aren't you announcing the score yet?" ”

"Huh? Uhhh The referee turned his head to look at the staff member in charge of photography on the side and said, "Murakami, look at the ball just now." ”

"Oh, okay." Murakami immediately called up the video just now, and at the same time kept slowing down the frame rate, until he saw the ball in a vague way, and then nodded to the referee, seeing this, the referee raised his hand and announced:

"Game, 15-0."

"Hey, what's the joke? That's a point? ”

"That's a lot of speed."

"Sonic serve? It's fast enough. ”

"Is that really the speed that a girl can play? It's incredible. ”

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“Ku···· kuso," in the stands, Xiang Higaku's eyes widened with a look of disbelief, "Lie, how can you play at such a speed?" ”

Feng Chotaro's face is no longer shy, but serious and serious, this girl's serve has far exceeded his new instantaneous serve, it seems that his training is not enough, it must be strengthened. But... If you can fight with her, maybe you can improve your ability, but it is not necessarily, Qingxue, you must go.

"Well, that's pretty good." The ninja gently pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose to hide the solemnity that flashed in his eyes.

The trace did not speak, his right hand stroked the tear mole in the corner of his eye, and twitched his eyelid, his dark blue pupils narrowed slightly, and his sharp gaze overflowed little by little. The wind blew quietly, carrying his silver-gray hair fluttering slightly, sliding down the faint traces of the faint traces.

"Sonic serve." Returning to his senses, he read softly, flipped through his notebook, and said indifferently: "The speed of sound u=331.3+(0.606c)m/s (c=Celsius)." At room temperature (15°C), the speed of sound u=331.3+(0.606x15)=340.4m/s, Rina Aihara's serving speed is 300m/s~340m/s (1000km/h~1225km/h), and the speed is beyond the visible range of the naked eye, so we can't see the ball's path just now. In other words, it's somewhat similar to Sanada's invisible lead, but... It's at least 10 times faster. ”

"Hey~" Listening to Qian's words, Echizen pressed the brim of his hat, and looked at Rina Aihara, who played a sonic serve again on the court, her surprisingly large cat pupils flashed brightly, "Not bad," he said, turning his head to look at Sakuraichi who was sitting on the bench, and a wisp of cunning flashed in his eyes, "Next Monday's coaching match, I have to play." ”