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"Ahh

"Shoko, it's not you who play, don't be so nervous." Mai Sang Yu raised her eyebrows, although she said this about Shoko, but the hand that clenched the big earphone completely betrayed her same nervous mood.

Fujiwara Kuna watched quietly, there was no expression on her paralyzed face, the square lenses were glowing with a faint white light half-concealed and half-concealed the pair of orange-purple pupils, the eyelids were slightly constricted, and the white light on the lenses was fleeting, this was the first time that the women's tennis was on the men's tennis, and it was so formal, she couldn't afford not to pay attention, not that she didn't believe Goto them, but ・・・・・・ Fujiwara glanced at Sakuraichi without a trace, and then retracted his gaze and fell on Goto's body in the court, after all, This is the team that Sakuraichi has put all her energy into, and she doesn't want any bad pools, let alone losses.

"Now, Nioh-san, Shinobi-san," Risa Goto bounced the ball, the yellow-green tennis ball bouncing between her hand and the ground, but her eyes were looking at the two opposites, and she said in a habitually elegant and easy-going manner, "We will win." ”

"Poof~" Nioh, who was standing in the first half, had a lazy smile hooked at the corner of his mouth, a little sloppy, "That's impossible." ”

"Well," Risa Goto raised her head slightly, the hair on her forehead trembled slightly as she moved, and her right hand grabbed the tennis ball that bounced off the ground, and smiled, "You are really confident." With that, he bent his knees, threw the tennis ball into the sky with his right hand, and slowly raised it flat with his left hand holding the racket.

"It's so high!!" Marui Fumita popped the bubble with a snap, and looked at the tennis ball that was almost invisible in disbelief, only a small black shadow, "Does she want to play any tricks?" How did you throw it so high!! ”

"What kind of ball could it be?" Momojo clasped the net with both hands, and looked at the ball in the sky with his neck up, "What serve should be thrown so high?" ”

"Hiss~" Haitang hissed lightly, and a faint trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Such a tall ・・・・・" Shoko Aihara put one hand on his forehead to block the sun, watching the gradually falling tennis ball.

"Now, that's the trick." The corners of Yumiko Yanagi's mouth were shallow, and they sounded as light as water,

"Well," Yuki Kitajima smiled shyly, and a faint look of nostalgia spread in his eyes, "It's indeed that trick." ”

"That trick ???" Xiang Riyue blinked his golden-black eyes suspiciously, listening to the vague words of several people, he couldn't understand what they meant at all, but, what was that trick? Which trick is it???

"That move・・・・・ "Ryuzaki Sakurano closed his eyelids, "Could it be ・・・・・?"

Syllable!

The racket slammed into the tennis ball, and the dense net line made a trembling sound, mixed with the sound of hitting the ball, and produced a strange sound of metal strikes.

Airplanes~

As soon as the yellow-green ball left the racket, it slid like a meteor towards Nioh on the other side, and the speed was so fast that it left a yellow afterimage.

Ryuzaki Sakurano's pupils shrank: "Sakura・・・・・ serve ・・・・・"

Sakura tee ・・・・・・

Hearing Ryuzaki Sakurano's faint voice, Liu was slightly stunned, and then his eyes locked on the tennis ball played by Goto, Sakura serve, what does it mean?

"Poof, is it that simple?" Nioh's body was stiff, his eyes were narrowed, he raised his racket and was about to hit the ball, when suddenly he frowned, only to see that the ball suddenly slowed down, became very slow, and suddenly turned into a pink ball of petals, and when the wind blew, the petals flew layer by layer, and finally all of them floated away with the wind, leaving nothing.

The pupils tightened.

Boom!

Almost at the same time, the ball slammed into the second half of the court, then bounced up and shot into the net, making a loud noise.

Quiet――

Bang~

With a soft sound, the tennis ball on the net fell to the ground and rolled with a grunt, and there were still a few brown marks on the yellow-green ball.

Feng Changtaro's eyes instantly expanded to the extreme: "This is ・・・・・"

"Goto-san's ・・・・・," Jack Kuwahara muttered.

"Sakura serves・・・・・ is it?" Shinobu gently pushed his glasses, raised his head and looked at Goto, his eyes were a little meaningful, the corners of his mouth were slightly condensed, and his expression was a little serious, Goto, this guy, has really changed a lot, and his strength is stronger than two years ago.

Two years ago, after observing the cherry blossom serve, you can still find out the route and the range of changes, but now the cherry blossom serve ・・・・・ is nowhere to be found. Shinobu's eyelids narrowed, and the white streamer covered the entire pair of glasses, looking at Goto opposite, eyebrows, frowning slightly, this guy has really become stronger.

Nioh didn't look at the tennis ball in the backcourt, his eyes were retracted from Goto's feet, and his fierce expression flashed in his eyes, containing a subtle insight. The corners of his mouth are slightly hooked, and the curvature of the ruffian gradually deepens, well, I've found something interesting.

Beep――

"Game0-15, served by women's tennis." Oishi raised his finger and gestured to Goto and Arai on the left side.

Under the golden sunlight, the shadows gradually derived, and the shadows and shadows seemed a little cool, and when the branches swayed, there would always be a rustling wave, and the leaves would fall, fluttering, but also adding a little bit of summer richness.

"Ahh Inoue-senpai, you're finally here!! As soon as Tomoka Kosakata, who was standing on the side of the road, saw the car of the magazine editor Inoue, she immediately waved to him.

"It's Kosakata-san," Inoue smiled as he opened the car door and continued driving as soon as she sat in, "Coach Ryuzaki asked you to lead the way?" ”

"Well," Tomoka Kosakata nodded, "Because the men's and women's tennis are now in practice matches, she wants to observe, so she asked me to come down." ”

"yes, then I came just in time."

"Game Women's Net, 2-0, served by Women's Net." Oishi glanced at Nioh and Shinobu suspiciously, I don't know what these two people want to do, with their level, it is impossible not to beat Goto's Sakura serve and Arai's power flat shot, but the two of them lost points in vain, saying that it was to let the girl, but it was too much? It's disrespectful.

Phew――

Risa Goto, who was standing in the backcourt, threw the ball and led the racket again, and the sound of a metal strike sounded, and the ball flew quickly towards Nioh, and then, the previous situation reappeared. The ball suddenly slowed down, became very slow and slow, and then turned into a pink petal ball, as soon as the wind blew, it drifted away, and the real ball hit the ground with a bang and popped out, however, this time it was not empty, only to see the footsteps of the shinobi foot flipped over, quickly ran to the back of the tennis ball, saw the path of the ball, led the racket, snapped a crisp sound, the tennis ball instantly turned back, and flew straight to the opposite Goto Risa.

Almost at the same time, Nioh's gaze moved slightly, locking Goto without a trace, and at the moment she swung the racket, her pupils shrank, and with a crisp snap, the yellow-green ball landed on the field behind the left, and then was hit back by Shinobu and then beaten back by Arai. Nioh's eyes were sharp and condensed, his thin lips were slightly hooked, poof, and sure enough, he really found something very interesting.