"Sang Yu, don't fight anymore!" Kitajima clenched her fists, and she saw that tiny beads of blood were spreading out of Sang Yu's arm. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Sang Yu's hand ......." Shoko muttered in a low voice, with a deep worry in her eyes.

"Beads of blood oozing." Goto lowered his curly hand, his eyebrows dyed with lingering solemnity, "If I catch the ball again......"

Sakuraichi didn't speak, but his eyelids drooped slightly, and the silhouette of the brim of his hat cast a faint darkness on it, making his calm eyes look more and more ancient.

KUSO！！！

With a grit of teeth, Sang Yu clenched the racket in his hand.

Do you want to give up this point? If the other party wins this point, then all her opportunities will be lost, including all her previous efforts have become useless, and in this way, she will also lose the meaning of winning the gravity buckle? lived up to Sakura's expectations of her even more.

However, her hands are no longer good, and it is already her limit to be able to support two rounds, even if she takes down the gravity buckle without the burden, but the pain of the muscle strain makes her arm tremble and difficult to lift, and if it continues like this, her arm will be useless!

Buzz –

The racket rotated in the hand, the hand was up, the shot fell, and the blood-colored beads splashed out of the arm, gradually forming a series of subtle marks in the air!

Smack-

The sound of the ball sounded, with a cacophony of cacophony.

Light/manufacturing！！！

Nami's pupils narrowed slightly, and she quickly ran to the upper half, passing by the flying tennis ball. Once you arrive at the Sector 1 court, take a step back with your left foot and shake the racket again with both hands.

Smack-

With a crisp sound, the tennis ball without a shadow had already fallen to the backcourt, but it did not make a sound and gradually disappeared, while Nami's racket protruded from a large piece, and there was no ball on it, only the rustling sound of rubbing could be heard.

"...... Chop"

Buzz –

As the wind gradually rose, all the air around it suddenly surged, forming a tornado-like air flow around the tennis ball on Hayama's racket at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the yellow-green color gradually became clear, and the speed of rotation continued to increase, making a hissing sound when it rubbed against the racket line.

Looking at the tennis ball that was spinning faster and faster, Arai gritted his teeth: "Damn! Was that guy trying to break Sang Yu's injured hand?!!! ”

"Break—"

Boom –

The tornado-whirling tennis ball rushed towards the opposite Sang Yu like a bloodthirsty beast, and the fierce wind even heard the sound of the singles column clicking and deforming at the moment when it crossed the court.

"Sang Yu," Rina tightened her hand on the net, "don't take this ball!!! ”

Click~click~

Sang Yu's footsteps flipped and ran quickly to the backcourt, the piercing pain continued to spread in his left arm, burning as if it was being burned by a fire, as if it would be burned out in the next second, that kind of pain......

"Sang Yu, stop !!" Kitajima gritted his teeth, "If you continue like that, your hands will be wasted!! ”

yes, the arm is going to be wasted!

"Are you an idiot?!!!!" Arai tightened the fence, and the angry expression was clear on his face, "You don't want to play anymore, do you?!!!?" ”

Play!

She wants to fight, and she wants to continue to fight with everyone!

However, she can't afford to lose this year's tournament and can't afford to lose.

But......

"I don't care about ————————————"

"Mulberry !!!!!"

Both hands suddenly clenched the racket!

Bang ——————

Whoop -

The tennis ball slammed into Hayama's back, and the huge court was smashed out of a deep pit, and light smoke was rising from it, making a hissing sound.

Looking at the pit, Hayama's pupils tightened, and he actually ...... Hit back!!

"Liar...... Lie, right!! The corners of Xiang Ri's mouth twitched, and Hitomi couldn't help but tremble in disbelief: "How can you ...... Get back? ”

"Qingxue girl," paused, and continued to speak in a deep voice: "It's a respectable opponent." ”

"Well," Feng Chotaro nodded, "it's really worth it." ”

"Hey, I'm dead." Shishido Liang pursed his lips, but the slender Danfeng eyes flashed with approval.

"A ball like that," Kirihara blinked, "There's no way you're going to hit it back, right?!" And her hands are still ......"

Bang~

Blood beads slipped from Sang Yu's arm and splashed on the ground, blooming into beautiful manju sawa flowers, and the unique smell of blood filled the air, with a sweet and bitter taste. The dark red spread across the arms, and it was painted crookedly into a strange painting.

"Ho~ho~" The girl buried her head and gasped, her long bangs flooded her entire face, and her voice was hoarse, "I...... Can't lose, absolutely ...... No. ”

They have waited two and a half years for this year; For this year, how much sweat they have shed on the training ground; How much effort they have put in for this year; For this year, how long have each of them been looking forward to it; For this year, how many days and nights have they trained desperately, just for ...... This year......

And now, they are all standing on this court, and the road to the whole country is getting closer and closer, no one fails on the way forward, even Yagyu, who lost his way, and Arai, who lost himself, are closely following everyone's footsteps, she doesn't want to fail, really...... Don't want to.....

The man who led them, Sakuraichi, was watching her from the bench next to her, and her teammates were watching everything about her from outside the isolation net, and Yanagi in the hospital ...... I also hope that she will bring back the victory.

Victory, her unprecedented hope!

She doesn't want to lose, at least not before the finals, absolutely ...... No!!!!

"Do you still want to hold on?" The cold words came out of Ye Shan's mouth, looked at Sang Yu on the other side, and narrowed his eyelids: "Your arm has reached its limit." ”

"Limit? Hey," the corners of Sang Yu's mouth hooked coldly, and his pale face had a look of forbearance and stubbornness that would never admit defeat, "The limit is used to break." ”

"Really?" Ye Shan turned sideways slightly, "There is only one last game left, I will ....." His fingers trembled slightly, and his pupils tightened, unexpectedly, there was no response.....

Her body ......

Move...... No more......

"What? Can't move? The corners of Sang Yu's mouth hooked coldly, the sea-blue pupils condensed slightly, and the bewitching streamer flickered in the bottom of his eyes.

She......

Hayama's pupils trembled slightly, how could this be?

"So ....."

Phew-

The ball was thrown into the sky, accompanied by Sang Yu's cold voice.

"Next...... It's my turn. ”

"Well, it's finally begun," Goto gently pushed his glasses, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a playful smile: "Puppet...... Manipulators. ”