Chapter 128: Who Sees Through Whom
Wow -
The sound of a violent impact suddenly rang out, accompanied by a rustling sound of rubbing. The wind www.biquge.info the tail of the pen and the pavilion followed in an instant, causing the midfield net to tremble, hula and sound, and the silhouettes on the ground also shook with the ground, and in an instant, they swept past the two of them, lifting the clothes on their bodies and flying, undulating a series of violent wavy lines.
Smack!
With a soft thud, the tennis ball fell off the net and gurgled on the ground, and the golden sunlight fell on the yellow-green ball, casting a pitch-black silhouette. The cool breeze blew, bringing with it the sound of the waves of leaves colliding, piercing the silence of the stadium.
Marui Fumita's eyes widened, and his light purple eyes shrank into an extreme circle: Hit...
Crash~
Xiang Ri's hand tightened tightly on the net, and he looked at the girl standing on the court incredulously, "KUSO! Just kidding. β
The girl still stood with the action of returning the ball, her right foot was ten centimeters in front of her left foot, her left hand held the paddle across her chest, the paddle edge was slightly against her right shoulder, she didn't say a word, she just stood quietly, the sunlight gradually moved, and the sunlight sprinkled covered Goto's transparent lenses with a faint streamer, however, under such a streamer, it revealed the dark gaze under Goto's eyes, sharp and Lingran, confident and arrogant.
When the wind stopped, Goto slowly put down the racket in his hand, gently pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, his dejected look was swept away, and his easy-going and elegant smile gradually faded on that beautiful face, "Well, it's really difficult." β
Inoue's hand holding the strap of the backpack tightened unconsciously, and his steps unconsciously moved forward, looking at Goto, who had fully recovered on the court, his eyes couldn't help but tremble, how could it be! How could her physical strength recover so quickly, and she was deceived by Nioh for more than half an hour running back and forth in the backfield, how could she still be like no one? No, absolutely impossible, can I say...
Looking at Goto's action of holding his glasses, Inoue's pupils froze, she was pretending!!
"Game woman, 15-0, endure serve." Oishi stretched out his hand to signal the score, then slowly put it down, turned his head to look at Goto, and breathed a sigh of relief while thinking a little more.
Nioh narrowed his dark green eyes, reflected Goto's figure in them, turned the racket in his hand, raised his thin lips slightly, and said in a flowing voice: "Poof~ It's recovered so quickly." β
"Well, thanks to your care." Goto put down his hand holding his glasses, took a small step with his right foot and was level with his left foot, and his body bent slightly to make a position to catch the ball, "The real game..." β
Whewββ
The wind, swept by, swept away the fallen leaves on the ground, and seemed to be feeling chilled for the game that was about to begin, and before it had flown too far, it quietly landed outside the stadium, adding a little thickness to the green of the place.
"Well, Nioh 89.56% is in trouble." Liu took the pen and gently tapped on his notebook, and after a while, he turned upside down and continued to write on the notebook, and said in a quiet voice: "If you don't take it seriously, 94.28% will be led away." β
"That's true," Yukimura clasped his hands, his purple eyes staring directly at Goto in the court, the deep whirlpool swirling quietly in the silent ancient pool, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, but Yajing's voice was faintly sharp, "Yes, Koichiro." β
Sanada's eyelids were slightly constricted, and the corners of his eyes were much sharper, making his already resolute face appear more profound and hard, and when he heard Yukimura's words, he glanced at him slightly, and nodded: "It's too lax." β
Syllable~
Syllable~
The yellow-green ball bounced back and forth between his right hand and the ground, and then, he grabbed the ball, raised his head to look at Goto on the other side of the court, and then turned his gaze to Nioh's body, his eyelids drooped slightly, Nioh of the sea was really in trouble, well, I don't know if it was good or bad.
Phewββ
The sound of surging air sounded, and the yellow-green ball slowly rose in everyone's eyes, and the young man's figure gradually jumped.
Smack-
With a crisp sound, the tennis ball instantly turned into a pale green streamer and hit the opposite side, with a crackling sound of breaking wind, and the target - Mieko Arai.
Looking at the tennis ball that flew straight towards her, the corners of Mieko Arai's mouth hooked, and the treacherous flower bloomed on her lips, and then she lowered her body and squatted on the ground at the moment when everyone was surprised. Suddenly, the tennis ball shot past Arai and towards Goto in the backcourt.
Goto moved with his left hand, pointed the racket diagonally at the ground, and when the ball got closer and closer, he leaned forward and slowly bowed down, and took a step with his right foot parallel to the ground into a forward lunge, and the left-handed racket slowly rose and slid down the blue arc in the invisible air from the bottom up.
"RAIN Interception ?!!!" Momojo's eyes widened, "Why are you still using this trick, haven't they all been cracked by King Lihai just now?" β
"HUH~" THE CORNER OF SANG YU MAI'S MOUTH TEASED, "THIS... IS THE REAL RAIN INTERCEPTION." β
"Really..." Kirihara blinked, and although he was puzzled, he still looked at the ball carefully.
"Poof~" Nioh hooked the corners of his mouth, his feet moved slightly, and his body was ready to act.
The white cold light covered Goto's lenses in an instant, and his thin lips were coldly hooked, "Left." β
Hum -
Nioh stiffened, and the tennis ball split into dozens of tennis balls that passed around him in an instant, and several thumps rang out, and the tennis balls smashed hard into the backcourt, and when they popped out, they were combined into a tennis ball and shot into the net, making a rustling sound.
Hearing the sound of the fence, Nioh's eyes narrowed, and he glanced at his feet without a trace, the tips of his shoes pointing to the left. Turning his head to look at Goto, his eyelids narrowed, and his dark green eyes were filled with deep whirlpools.
"Game woman, 30-0, endure serve." The sound of the boulder rang out in the stadium.
Shinobu habitually lifted his glasses, withdrew his gaze from the tennis ball and turned to look at Nioh, so it was, Nioh was seen through by Goto, well, it is worthy of being a member of the Ministry led by Edogawa, and the strength is really not comparable to ordinary people, and it can almost be on an equal footing with them, but that's just almost.
Smack-
Swinging the racket, watching the tennis ball fly to the opposite court, he narrowed his eyelids slightly, and the streamer flashed away on the lenses, more than an hour, the time inevitably dragged on too long, and it should have ended early.
After making a decision, Shinobi's right hand holding the racket slowly raised, and his left foot stretched forward and lowered his upper body slightly.
Goto's hair moved slightly, and a cold white light instantly appeared on the right lens, leaving the blue-purple eyes on the left that knew everything, and the corners of his mouth were coldly hooked: "D.F.D.R." β
The pupils tightened.
Bang -
"Game Woman, 40-0, Nioh serves."