Hum -

Suddenly, the light surged like a mist, and the yellow-green balls shot from the ground like cannonballs towards Fujiwara, bringing a gradual tail-chasing light. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The ball was shot from the bottom up like a laser, giving the opponent no time to react at all. Even if the selfless is turned on, but with both sides on and on the same starting line, the ball is too sudden, Rao is Fujiwara, and he didn't have time to react, just on the side of his body.

A streamer glides against the wall, and the garment flutters with the air current.

"Game Ice Emperor, 3-5."

As soon as the referee's words fell, Asahina's figure gradually appeared, her hair flewing, and her smooth forehead was covered with a layer of pitch-black shadows, making her look more and more cold.

Chino contained the cross pendant on the necklace, "I actually disappeared into the sea of light." ”

"It's the 'Lock Heart,'" Shinobu Saki frowned, "sealing all his aura so that his opponent can't notice his presence." This is the move she is going to use against Edogawa. "I didn't expect that I would be forced to use it on Fujiwara's body, Fujiwara is so strong, so ...... What about the Edogawa?

Pursing his lips, his eyes unconsciously looked at Matsumoto who was standing in front of him, and Shinobu (Shaji) felt a little complicated, in fact...... What she wants most is to fight with Edogawa, but her strength is below Asahina and Matsumoto, and she has no chance of S1 at all, let alone the alternate where Edogawa is.

And Matsumoto, it's because of the Edogawa that he came back, right?

Hmph~Qingxue......

Sure enough, it's an opponent to be reckoned with.

Dada~

The sound of running footsteps sounded in the stadium, a little dull. Then, little by little, the people who were running faded and disappeared......

Asahina, disappear again......

The sea of light was no longer surging, and all the halos that had bloomed before were shrinking and fading little by little, like the feeling of boiling water gradually cooling, and the whole stadium fell silent, and everything seemed to return to calm, so calm that it made people feel stagnant.

The wind stopped, the world was quiet, there was no noise of human voices, no sound of hitting the ball, even the tips of the hair hung quietly, here, it seemed to exist alone from the whole world, the fine particles of floating dust floated at a slow speed visible to the naked eye, and the molecules quietly lingered around the pillar of light, quietly, quietly, quietly, silently, everything was silent......

Fujiwara stood in place, his long body was erect, his cold face was an indifferent look, and his eyes under the lenses were shining with a sharp cold light, moving slowly.

Suddenly, his eyelashes trembled, his eyes instantly locked the direction of half past two, and he raised his hand to shoot it, his eyes were as sharp as electricity.

Almost at the same time, there was a slight pop, and a streamer of light spit out in the sea of light, and as soon as it crossed the net, it met the racket on the opposite side, and in an instant, the light path reversed, flashing on the opposite court and then reaching the wall.

"Game, 0-30."

Hearing the referee's voice, Asahina's body stiffened, and his pupils contracted like needles, and he actually ...... I was seen through the ball path!

"Ah, it looks like I'm going to lose." In the audience, some people began to express their opinions.

"Compared to Fujiwara, Asahina is still weaker."

"It's not over yet, and who can predict the final outcome."

"There are so many things on the pitch that one second the light can turn into darkness the next. However, I'm still optimistic about that Fujiwara, and I don't feel like I've done my best. ”

"I can't see the ball, how the hell are they playing? Also, how did the referee award points? ”

......

The conversation of the crowd will not affect the game in any way. In the court, the two of them waved their rackets back and forth, there were no balls, there were just streamers that were generated and disappeared.

"Game, 0-40, the end of the game."

At the end of the game, it was ordered......

'This is the last time we've had the Ice Emperor's game. 'Memory, these are Hayano's shallow words, a little desolate.

The feeling of powerlessness gradually spread in Asahina's limbs, like the feeling of standing on the edge of a cliff, confused and at a loss......

"If we lose, we won't be able to enter the national competition, and we ......" Shinobu Shaki took a deep breath and hooked his lips, "We don't have the same good luck as men's tennis." ’

That year, they had tried to imagine the scene of victory for the enthusiasm of applause, and they also tried to imagine that the stupid bird would fly first for the early morning birds, but when reality and imagination collided violently, only a numb and cold heart was left to walk in loneliness.

'yes,' Xiaoshan smiled lightly, 'it's the last year, and we're ..... I've never won a championship before. This year, it's our last title defense. Definitely, I want to take it. ’

Certain......

I'm going to take it....

'Come on, Asahina. ’

'Hey, it's our minister, how can you show such an expression, be serious, serious!' ’

'For the last year, we're up to you. ’

'Junko, feel...... Wherever you go, you always have to be one step ahead of me. This time, the whole country has to come on. ’

If you lose, you don't stand a chance.....

Time, always so long, but so short, the sun stings these cloudy eyes, from the first day of acquaintance to the last sunset, thousands of strands of time tick the thin and unbearable youth, gone, forgotten, waiting.....

Waiting, three years later, this year, is the last year, their battle to defend the title! Finally, the battle of honor.

After that, for the sake of their studies, for their families, and for their parents, they will go their separate ways. No one can change such an ending, and the most hated parting is when parting, even if it is a close friend.

"Fujiwara!" With a grit of his teeth, Asahina clenched the racket in his hand, and the light of selflessness on his body became more and more intense. The most painful tears slipped from the corners of the eyes, for the words that had not yet been spoken and the things that had not yet been done. How could she, Asahina, fall, how many people were waiting to see their Ice Emperor's jokes!

Failure is an unbearable catastrophe for their Ice Emperor.

Fujiwara, clenched his racket, threw cold eyes, and looked at the opponent who had gambled everything. Regardless of life and death, exuding a suffocating momentum as if to devour her, I couldn't bear a feeling in my heart anymore, but it was just moving, nothing more.

How many times, poured into the dark forest.

How many times, trained to collapse and unable to help themselves.

How many times have the racket stained itself with blood.

How many times......

Virtual or real......

Close your eyes and reminisce about the past.

Black sun, white night.

She always knew that there were no shortcuts to any place worth visiting. She had closed her eyes long ago, and her purpose was only to be in the dark, to haunt the lightless places, to walk in the cold and damp underground tunnels, and not to face the shining sun all day long, because the light was too dazzling to melt the fragile soul into gray powder. So, she, Fujiwara, will step on the defeat of her opponent and move towards success.

The blood is gradually boiling.

At this moment, for Qingxue, for himself, for, Sakuraichi......

Hitomi, suddenly opened, and a sharp light suddenly appeared.

Start and slap ......

Wow -

The streamer is gone.

Sakuraichi, you always look forward to it, stand on one side, so frivolous, unruly, never stop moving forward, looking indifferently contemptuous of everything in the world, not looking back, not stopping, walking proudly.

Every step, every imprint, and the four views of the distant sacrifice are all your innate publicity.

And I, Fujiwara, will follow in your footsteps, no matter how far away, and move forward firmly, so ......

Sakura's eyelids lifted slightly, and the hand wrapped around her chest spread her five fingers, snapping to catch the streamer flying backwards from the court, making a rustling sound as a result. As soon as the palms of the hands were closed, the streamer stopped, and the tennis ball gradually appeared.

A light smile bloomed at the corner of Fujiwara's mouth.

Sakuraichi,

This ball,

Hats off to you!