"Ah, got it. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Kirihara responded impatiently, and then stood up straight, under the sight of everyone's expectations, his eyelids narrowed slightly, and a faint halo began to fill his body, surrounding him, looking like he was bathed in the sun.

"Ah, have you even used the realm of selflessness?" Coach Ryuzaki smiled lightly, clasped his hands in front of his chest and glanced at Sakura meaningfully, that little guy, this should be what he is waiting for.

Liu's hand holding the pen paused slightly, and Kirihara was really forced to be anxious.

Sand-

Sakuraichi took a step back with his left foot slightly, the sound of the soles of his shoes rubbing against the plastic ground sounded, he blinked his eyelids, and the corners of his mouth rose shallowly, are you finally here, I have long wanted to try how powerful the selfless realm of this world is.

Smack-

Hum -

The yellow-green ball was swung out by Kirihara fiercely, and the ball strengthened by the selfless realm was more lethal and impactful, and the spinning force was stronger and more tricky, and the speed was unexpectedly fast, and everyone could clearly see the white gas wrapped around the trailing light, like a spring, swirling in circles.

His pupils froze suddenly, Sakura's wrist was slightly raised, and the dark green racket slowly rose, and the subtle traces blurred in the air. Then, with a crisp snap~ sound, he steadily caught the externally rotated serve.

"I caught !!!"

"I actually caught !!"

"KUSO, JUST KIDDING."

呲呲――

The tennis ball rotated tightly around the racket and made a continuous clattering sound, and the white net string was impacted by the force of selflessness and pushed back violently, and the tail light splashed everywhere on the surface of the racket, like a splash of water.

"Suppressed ?!!" Marui Fumita's eyes widened, and he forgot to blow the bubbles in his mouth.

"Nia~Sakuraichi can fight back."

"Hiss~"

"Huh?" Sakura pursed her eyelids and looked at the tennis ball that was clinging to the racket and couldn't be popped, the corners of her mouth hooked, and the weird poppies gradually bloomed, "Is this the power of selflessness, not bad, but..." ”

Bang -

Wow -

呲呲――

The sound of the tennis ball hitting the ground and then bouncing to the net and spinning and rubbing was heard almost simultaneously, and faint green smoke continued to emerge from the tennis ball.

Quack――

The crow standing in the tree tilted its head and chirped a few times, then flapped its wings and flew into the sky, leaving only a few feathers to slip quietly.

"Shhhh

Kaido gasped, Edogawa, it didn't work for ・・・・・ any tricks, so he gave Kirihara's out-spin serve in the realm of selflessness back!!!

E, To, Sichuan.

Yukimura's eyelids sank slightly, and a heavy gaze was fleeting under his eyes, this girl was already infinitely close to Echizen Minamijiro, and it wasn't Goto said anything at all, level 78, this level...

"Uh..." Kirihara moved his Adam's apple up and down, and opened his mouth with difficulty, trying to say something but finding that he couldn't speak. His feet trembled slightly, and his left foot inadvertently took a small step back, and his dark green pupils couldn't help but tremble. Then, as if he remembered something, he tightened his hand holding the racket, looked at Sakuraichi on the other side firmly, and licked the corners of his mouth: "Hehe, Edogawa, I'm getting more and more interested in you." ”

Sakura twitched his eyelids, ignored his words, just prepared to catch the ball, and said indifferently: "Serve." ”

Hearing her words, Kirihara stiffened, damn Edogawa, actually looked down on him.

"I'm hungry." As if he knew what Kirihara was thinking, Sakuraichi kindly explained, but his tone was still indifferent, "Solve it quickly." ”

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but be stunned, their faces were a little stiff, Edogawa...

“KUSO！！” Kirihara gritted his teeth, tightened his grip on the ball, threw it into the sky with a thud, and aimed his right hand at the falling tennis ball.

"Phantom." Sakura tucked her eyelids and bent her knees slightly, and the airflow changed strangely.

"Nia~ Didn't Fujiwara say before that Sakuraichi's elbow can't be cracked with a phantom?" Kikumaru scratched his cheek and looked at Sakuraichi suspiciously, "Why can't Kirihara's phantom restrain meow?" ”

"Because the strength of the deputy minister and the minister are very close." Kitajima Yuki smiled shyly and explained, with imperceptible respect and adoration in his orange eyes, "That's why the deputy minister's phantom counterattack can restrain the minister's elbow, but it's only 'restraint' and not cracking." ”

"Huh!!! Really?!!!! ”

"You'll find out if you look at it."

Bang -

As if to verify the authenticity of her words, dozens of phantoms were hit back by Sakuraichi the moment before they could gather.

It's so strong.

The eyes under the dry glasses narrowed slightly, and the pen in his hand never stopped because of the shock in his heart, Edogawa's strength was unexpectedly strong, and Kirihara's phantom counterattack in the state of selflessness was perfect, because the shadow of the ball was not the only one, but dozens of them, so it was more difficult to distinguish which one was true and which was false than under normal conditions.

It's just that I didn't expect that Edogawa was able to react when Kirihara just swung the racket, and arrived at the position in advance, and the tennis ball she aimed at with the racket was indeed the real one, and it looked as if the tennis ball flew towards her by itself, she didn't need to move, she just needed to swing the racket, it was really...

Wow -

The wind, gradually, brought patches of green leaves slowly falling, and a faint moisture mixed with the late spring air, some moist, some cold.

Bang -

The sound of falling to the ground suddenly sounded, and it seemed a little abrupt and harsh in this huge tennis court.

Quiet――

Silence -

Looking at the teenager who fell to the ground facing the plastic ground, the needles could be heard in the huge tennis court, no one spoke, only the heart was beating, sound, sound, sound. Accompanied by the heartbeat, there were a pair of wide-eyed eyes and a look of disbelief.

Edogawa VS Kirihara, 6-3, the game is over, Edogawa wins, and after the whole game, Kirihara made all his moves but did not crack any of Sakuraichi's moves, however, Sakuraichi only used one move - elbow, and defeated Kirihara perfectly, which is really ・・・・・

"Nia-Sakuraichi won meow~Huh? What is she going to do? Kikumaru spoke suspiciously, and Sakuraichi's figure fumbling in the tennis bag was reflected in the dark royal blue cat eyes, and then stood up, holding a few strange things in his hand and slowly walked towards Kirihara.

"Hey, Edogawa, what are you going to do!!" Looking at what Sakuraichi was holding in his hand, Marui Bunta immediately roared: "Don't do anything wrong while Kirihara is tired, hey!! ”

"Huh~" Sakuraichi was too lazy to care about Marui Bunta, kicked Kirihara over, and under the strange look of the Ice Emperor Zhongzhengxuan, she turned on the lipstick, eyebrow pencil, and eyeliner and began to scribble on Kirihara's face, although she couldn't draw, but, graffiti still would.

"Well, that's it." After a while, Sakuraichi stood up, put away his things, took the opportunity to kick him hard, then hooked the corners of his mouth, and went to the opposite court to pick up his tennis bag and prepare to leave.

"・・・・・" looked at the Picasso painting on Kirihara's face, and the trace was silent.

"・・・・・" The corners of Shinobu's mouth froze, and he reached out and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, but did not speak.

"・・・・・" Tezuka tucked his eyelids, and the smile flashed in those cold eyes.

"・・・・・" glanced at the ghost drawing talisman on Kirihara's face, Rao is Yukimura, and the quiet smile on his face couldn't help but show signs of chapping.

Sanada pressed the brim of his hat, it was too lax, and Kirihara's training doubled!!

Rao is face paralyzed like Fujiwara, and there are faint traces of twitching at the corners of his mouth, Sakuraichi is really...

"Tell me about the game." As soon as she came out, Sakuraichi spoke directly to Fujiwara, with her understanding of the Ice Emperor, it was absolutely impossible to lose to Qingxue 3-0, there must be some reason.

"Uh-huh." Fujiwara nodded without a trace, "The Ice Emperor's participation this time is all non-positive. ”