Syllable!

Sakura's wrist was raised flat, and the ball flew out the moment it touched the racket, sliding across the water with a snort to separate a deep water mark, and then cut into the water and rushed to Mieko Arai on the opposite side. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The burgundy pupils shrank, and the path of the tennis ball immediately appeared in Mieko Arai's eyes, so she raised the racket high, hooked the corners of her mouth, and cut the racket into the water with a bang to stop the ball, "Knock Qia, hit!" ”

Caught the ball excitedly, however, at the moment when the ball made contact with the racket, her face changed suddenly, and under the water, the heavy force was firmly buckled on the racket, and the force was so great that it continued to retreat against her left hand and racket.

"This little bit of strength is so possible... It's hard to get me. Mieko Arai gritted her teeth, immediately stretched out her right hand and held it on the handle of the ball, her hands tightened, and she waved her slap violently, only to hear a bang, the water splashed, and the reflected silver light fell on the yellow-green ball that flew out, accompanied by Mieko Arai's arrogant laughter: "Dong Qia, hit!" ”

Smack~rustle~

Catching Mieko Arai's ball with her left hand, the corners of Sakuraichi's mouth undetectably hooked a faint arc. This guy is a power player.

The sunset gradually sank on the top of the mountain, revealing only half of his red face, and the golden-red light fell on the ground and stretched wantonly, stretching the figure of the chestnut-haired boy to the ground crookedly, and finally covered by the falling broken cherry blossoms.

Retracting the hand that had been looking for a long time in the purse of the school uniform and the tennis bag, Fuji raised his head and looked at the door of his house, and the soft smile eased slightly, the key... Where did it go?

On the uneven earth, a few clusters of light green grass grew sporadically, and suddenly, a small yellow-green ball flew by, and the air flow began violently, and the slender leaves swayed and bent down with the direction of the air flow, making a soft rustling sound.

The royal blue pupils condensed, and Mai Sang Yu held the racket with her left hand, and patted her throat with her right hand, making a posture of cutting the ball, but...

Boom!

The ball hit the ground hard, then turned and flew to the right, and Mai Kuwaha's slicing ball was instantly empty.

On the side of the court, Risa Goto sat on the ground with one leg bent, looking at the two people in the irregular field with an easy-going smile on his face, and Yuki Kitajima stood next to Risa Goto, watching with concern and concern.

Looking at the yellow-green balls rolling down on the edge of a tuft of grass, Mai Sang Yu stood up straight, gently tapped her shoulder with the racket in her left hand, and habitually touched the big earphone hanging around her neck with her right hand, "Hey, the irregular field is really troublesome, and I can't catch a ball." ”

Fujiwara Kuina, who was on the opposite court from Mai Kuwaha, did not speak, her face was still expressionless, and the orange and purple pupils behind her glasses looked at Mai Kuwawa through the lenses, and then withdrew her gaze, and took out a tennis ball from her pants purse with her left hand.

Seeing this, Mai Kuwaha immediately prepared to catch the ball. Looking at the cold Fujiwara Kuna on the other side, the royal blue pupils tightened slightly, worthy of Fujiwara, he was actually the first person to adapt to the irregular venue, I really wanted to know which one was stronger, she or Sakuraichi, thinking, Mai Kuwaha couldn't help licking the corners of her mouth.

Fujiwara Kuna was stunned for a moment, Mai's licking and licking reminded her of the red-eyed imp in the school's boys' net, but Mai shouldn't be in that strange situation.

Rustle~

Just as Fujiwara was about to serve, the sound of the soles of his shoes rubbing against the ground rang out. The group turned their heads and saw Yumiko Yanagi and Mieko Arai approaching each other, and when they came to a big tree, they fell down with a thud while breathing heavily.

Behind them, Sakuraichi walked over with Rina Aihara in his left hand and Shoko Aihara in his right hand without sweating, carefully placing the twins next to Yanagi and walking towards them.

"Sakuraichi's strength... How big is it? Mai Kuwawa straightened up and said suspiciously, her eyes fell on the pink-haired girl, her royal blue pupils blinked, "Hey, that idiot." ”

"Knock... Knock Cha·· You say·· Say whom? Hearing Mai Kuwaha's words, Mieko Arai held on, trembling, trembling and trembling to stand up, however, her legs were weak, and she fell down with a bang.

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Goto Risa glanced at the four people who were dying under the tree, and the movement of curling hair with his right hand stopped, and his left hand was against his knee to support his jaw: "Well, Sakura is really ruthless at all." ”

"Uh-huh." Still replied in an indifferent tone, through the brim of his hat, Sakura retracted his gaze that fell on several people, and walked to the sidelines, "Rest for fifteen minutes, and enter the arena after fifteen minutes." ”

"Nani ?!!" As soon as she heard Sakuraichi's words, Mieko Arai, who was paralyzed, immediately sat up and spoke at the same time as Mai Kuwaha, whose eyes widened on the side.

Listening to the exclamations of the two, Sakura paused, narrowed her eyes slightly, and under the brim of her hat, only the red line that formed could be seen.

"It's too slack," Fujiwara Kuna lowered his eyelids, and his cold gaze fell on the two of them, and in an instant, the two of them were cold, and their bodies were cold, only to hear Fujiwara's cold and biting voice, "Mai, Mieko, double your training tomorrow." ”

"Woo !!!"

"Alright," glanced at his phone, fifteen minutes had passed, and Sakuraichi spoke, "Down." ”

"Hi~" Yumiko Yanagi stood up, the strength in her body had recovered to seventy-seven eighty-eight, although her feet were still a little soft, but this did not prevent her from playing.

Fujiwara Kuna held the racket in her right hand and occupied the court on the left, and the corner of her eye glanced at the other people who had found their own positions, and looked at Sakuraichi on the opposite court with her eyelids, and she understood what Sakuraichi meant.

"Naa, Sakuraichi," Shoko Aihara held a lollipop in her mouth, her hands behind her head, and her racket hanging behind her and flicked it, "How are we going to fight with eight of us?" ”

Sakura glanced at her, "No matter what method you use, just hit the ball back without hitting the ground." ”

"Not one of them is left behind?" Risa Goto let go of her fingers curling her hair, "Well, what does Sakuraichi mean, how many balls will you serve at the same time?" ”

"Uh-huh." Responding indifferently, Sakuraichi took the racket and hit a few rackets placed on the ground, and after being hit by the elastic force, several tennis balls bounced up. Sakura's dark red pupils narrowed, and she swung her racket quickly at the bouncing ball.

Bang Bang Bang ·

A few shots sounded, and the yellow-green balls turned into streamers and flew towards the opposite people.

"Eight... Eight-Ball !! Mieko Arai's eyes widened as she looked incredulously at the eight tennis balls that flew in. Yumiko Yagyu's pupils tightened, and she raised her slap to aim at one of the balls, but the ball suddenly changed direction after it bounced off the ground.

"This..." Yumiko Yanagi was stunned, and at the moment when she was stunned, someone hit the ball back with a snap, and in a blink of an eye, it was Fujiwara Kuna, who had a cold temperament and an expressionless face.

Yumiko Yanagi tucked her eyelids, worthy of Fujiwara.

Syllable!

This ball was hit back by Risa Goto, and on her face, it was still an easy-going and elegant smile.

Yumiko Yanagi couldn't help but stand up straight, looked at the ball that was turning around, and then looked at the uneven ground, and her smile was as light as water for a moment, and then she squinted, as if she remembered something. Almost at the same time, the flow of air accelerated, and the yellow-green ball appeared in her field of vision, raising her paddle to adjust her stride, and swinging it violently.

Syllable!

Syllable!

The ball was hit back, and at the same time it was the sound of Yuki Kitajima hitting the ball back.

"Oh~" Sakura looked at Yumiko Yanagiyu, and the corners of her mouth raised a faint arc slightly. Yagyu and Kitajima are both beginners, and they were worried that they wouldn't be able to keep up with the pace of training, but now it seems that there is no need to worry about it at all.

Syllable!

"Knock! Hit. ”

Syllable!

"Hey, idiot, I hit it too."

"Hey, what did you say?!"

Syllable!

"Na, I'm going back too."

Syllable!

"Al Ale, I'm going to fight back."

"Well, Sakuraichi, how are you going to call back?" Looking at the tennis balls flying past one after another, Risa Goto smiled lightly and spoke.