Chapter 80: Qingxue and the Ice Emperor's Arrangement

After taking the tape, Sakuraichi looked at both the front and back, and then looked up, "Is it strong?" ā€

"This ......" Coach Ryuzaki pursed his lips, and gently tapped the desk with the tip of his pen, making a soft click, "It's really strong, to be specific, it's violence." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info Hmm..... You can take it back and look at it. ā€

"Yes." As soon as the two fingers moved, the videotape (CD) was sandwiched between the two fingers, and when viewed from the front, it was a thin ray of light, separating Sakuraichi's slightly constricted eyes on both sides.

"How sure are you about Edogawa?" Ice Emperor, in the luxurious and connotative office, Sakaki sat on the sofa, sipping coffee in one hand and speaking to the person opposite.

"Seventy percent." The girl's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the sitting Sakaki through the lenses, her black pupils were still deep, and her cold voice carried an indifferent coldness.

"Yes," Sakaki placed the coffee cup on the coffee table and looked up at her, "taller." ā€

Hearing this, Matsumoto Chizuru was slightly stunned, and before he could speak, he listened to Sakaki continue: "Your strength is infinitely close to the Fujiwara of Qingxue, but it is ...... with Edogawa's words" His eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone took on a bit seriousness, "It's still a little worse, if you really want to match, your chance of winning is not even five layers." ā€

Five-storey ..... None of them......

Matsumoto's ten fingers tightened, and the cold light flashed on the lenses.

"If the previous game is really a draw..... Matsumoto," Sakaki looked at her, her tone cautious and serious, "Then let me see how well you have learned in the past three years in Germany." ā€

"Yale, isn't it just an Edogawa, isn't it that terrifying?" The short-haired girl next to her pursed her lips disdainfully, and put her hands on her head, "Do you need to be so serious?" By the way, Coach, am I playing singles or doubles? ā€

Sakaki's gaze flickered and fell on her face, and the musician's characteristic voice spoke lightly: "Doubles2 Koyama & Hayano, Doublse1 Asano & Ikeno, Singles3 Shinobi, Singles2 You, Singles1 Asahina, Alternate Matsumoto." ā€

"What, Matsumoto is really an alternate," the girl continued to pout, "I thought that Edogawa of Seigaku would be Singles1, but I didn't expect it to be an alternate, are you afraid?" Really. ā€

Smack-

Boom!

In the huge screening room, the young girls were sitting on the wrong seat, and it was dark all around, except for the surprisingly large screen not far away showing the video, which was two opponents from different schools. A faintly bright white halo shone through the screen, projecting on the silent faces of everyone, blending with the darkness around them, looking a little gloomy.

Bang –

On the screen, the short-haired girl was hit in the abdomen by a tennis ball, her face turned pale instantly, and she fell down with a bang, and the conspicuous crimson slowly slid down from the corner of her mouth, and fell on the court to form a small flower.

"Idiot," on the screen, the girl on the other side stroked her fluffy short green curly hair, revealing the small mole in her right eyebrow, her golden eyes were filled with a cold gaze, and she pointed at the seriously injured girl who fell to the ground, and the corners of her mouth hooked coldly, "It's not that you're too conceited, it's not that you're too weak!" It's that I'm too strong."

It's not that you're too weak! It's that I'm too strong......

The footage is still and the video ends here, for a total of three and a half hours.

Quiet.

The screening room was eerily quiet, even the sound of breathing was paused for a moment, and then gently, gently, beating, the screen stayed on the dark interface because the video was played, only a small billiard ball bounced quietly, and the entire screening room was covered in darkness in an instant.

Bite~

With a small sound, the lights turned on, making the figures of several people present fully visible, especially the faces that looked very peaceful, and I don't know if there was a different storm hidden underneath.

"How." An indifferent voice sounded in front of him, calm and calm, not at all moved by what he had just seen, more like a pool of ancient wells, even if the ripples caused by the wind would instantly dissipate without a trace.

What they are watching now is the second four-in-two match of yesterday's finals, the Ice Emperor vs. Todaiji. As a Singles1, Ibuki Akina aimed at the opponent's key parts everywhere during the battle with the opposing minister, and finally broke the opponent's right hand, and suffered many minor injuries all over his body, so far, the minister of Todaiji Temple is still lying unconscious in the hospital.

Knowing this, everyone turned their heads to Goto, this time, she will play as Singles2, and the opponent is none other than Ibuki Weina, who is in the limelight.

Goto's index finger continued to curl the ends of his hair, and the corners of his mouth maintained an elegant and easy-going smile, "Well, I can't die." ā€

"Hey, Goto, don't let your guard down," Rina reminded with a sleepy eye, pouting, "that guy likes to play violent tennis." ā€

"It's true that I like to play violent tennis," Kitajima said with his hands flat on the table, looking at Goto, "The strength seems to be strong, but don't resist it." ā€

"It's very strong, strength, technology, and agility are not comparable to the previous people, but ....." Yanagi held his jaw, leaned back against the seat, and said with a faint smile: "Isn't this interesting?" I finally met a strong enemy. ā€

"Knock! Goto, you must beat her," Arai shook his fist, his face full of excitement, "I can't help it, I want to fight right away." ā€

"It's going to be soon, it's the day after tomorrow." Shoko smacked the lollipop in her mouth, turned her head to look at Sakuraichi, leaned over and stepped forward, "Nana, minister, how did we arrange it?" ā€

Hearing this, everyone turned their heads to look at Sakuraichi in unison, meeting everyone's gaze, Sakura's eyelids narrowed slightly, and their eyes swept over everyone one by one, and then leaned back in the chair, their thin lips slightly opened, "Doubles2, Arai & Kuwaha, Doubles1 Shoko & Rina, Singles3 Yagyu, Singles2 Goto, Singles1 Fujiwara." Originally, Kitajima would be an alternate, but because of Coach Sakaki, I was replaced. ā€

"Nani?! I'm partnered with this idiot?!!! ā€

"Nani?! I'm partnered with this idiot?!!! ā€

Realizing that what they said was the same, the two of them turned their heads to look at each other and said viciously: "Idiot (idiot) who are you talking about?!" ā€

The corners of Goto's mouth hooked, ignoring the two of them, and put down the fingers curling the ends of his hair, "Even you are in attendance, this should be the strongest lineup of our Qingxue." ā€

Kitajima smiled faintly, "Well, it looks like it's about the same." ā€

"Uh-huh," Sakuraichi narrowed his eyes slightly, "this match will decide who is the heavy seeded team, not the Tokyo area, not the Kyoto area, but ...... The entire Middle East, so, except for the first, the others," the deep streamer flashed in an instant, his eyes became more and more sharp, and his voice was faint and cold, "I'm not interested. ā€

Middle East...... Region......

Everyone's pupils shrank, and the corners of their mouths gradually rose.

The blood gradually surged in the bottom of the heart, the unknown agitation began to burn, and now, or in the future, the heartstrings were fluttering, as if a meteor had pierced the sky, and the vast sky was ready to leap.

Heavy Seed!

They...... Taken

[Notice: Because I have to take the exam for two weeks, I will take half a month off.] 怑