Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Fateful Duel

"What are you doing?"

Suddenly, an angry voice rang out. Hearing this, everyone looked over, but saw Baker standing by the fence, pointing to the white stone in the field.

"Huh!" Shiraishi chuckled and gave him a disdainful look. But he grabbed Kempin's right hand and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to the infirmary." ”

Kebin had the heart to resist, but was glared at by Shiraishi and was stunned for a moment, so he had to be led away.

"That, that, Coach Shiraishi, this game" The referee didn't know what to say.

"We all abstained, what else is there to compare." Bai Shi said without replying.

Seeing him do this, the referee was also a little angry in his heart, so he was ready to say: "Then, due to the injury of the Kempin player, this competition" Before he finished speaking, he heard an angry roar from there: "NO, don't listen to him, he is just an acting coach!" ”

Baker's heart is in a hurry, he wants to curse Shiraishi to death now. Sure enough, the Japanese just couldn't believe it. However, he heard the voices of the sponsors behind him.

"How did this Baker do it, it happened like this."

"Yes, you still scold others, that's a world champion, and you have unlimited potential."

"Isn't it, shouldn't the coach protect the interests of the players as much as possible, that one called Shiraishi did the right thing."

"I originally thought that his team was not bad, and I wanted to invest a sum, but now I think about it, forget it!"

The sponsors whispered, but they were all dissatisfied with Baker and the game. Beck could hear the anger in his chest suppress, and his knuckles made a small rattle. Nakamura was also sweating profusely and looked at him at a loss.

"Whew!"

Baker took a deep breath and cleared the emotions from his mind. Now is not the time to hold the acting coach accountable, but how to redeem the hearts of these "gods".

"Competitions, only competitions can get them to come up with funds. However, Kempin could not be compared, and the situation did not look like a fake, but, "his mind quickly turned to think that this was not the time to be rash."

"Substitutes? However, if the waste goes up, it is sent to death. ”

"But what can we do now?"

Baker had put all the existing conditions in his head to use, but he didn't think anyone would be able to go up to the game. I was anxious, and a little sweat oozed from my head.

“f.uck！”

Baker was furious in his heart, if it weren't for the Japanese, and his team, how could things have come to this.

"Huh? Isn't there still his team? Thinking of the team of the Four Heavenly Treasure Temple, his eyes lit up, and in his mind, he had already found a candidate who could replace Kebin.

This qiē was nothing more than a thought in his head. And less than a minute has passed since he intercepted the referee's voice. Confirming his thoughts, Baker walked briskly towards the rostrum, which was about his gains, and he couldn't be sloppy.

When the referee saw that he had something to say, he stopped talking. And Shiraishi had already taken Kebin away, and now he was almost at the infirmary

Just when the audience went from initial confusion and confusion to anger after being fooled, a voice came from the big radio: "Report the latest news. Smith was injured in an accident. And because it was the first friendly match between the United States and Japan, it was decided that a player from the American team would be sent to play against Echizen Ryoma from the Kanto region! ”

"Wow!"

The audience was puzzled, according to the rules, shouldn't Echizen be sentenced to win?

The students of Qingxue were even more indignant, this kind of behavior is not only disrespectful to Ryoma, but also a violation of the rules of tennis.

"Whew!"

Tezuka suddenly stood up from the coach's seat, and he was going to express his opinion, which was the protection of his players and juniors.

"Forget it, Minister!" On the other side, Ryoma, who was sitting in the rest area, suddenly spoke, and he said, "Let them go, no matter who comes in place, the result will be the same." In the tone, there was a strong sense of confidence.

Tezuka stopped, turned his head, and looked at the person in front of him, a smile flashing in his eyes. Unconsciously, the confused boy under the overpass has now grown to this point.

And at this moment, a man in black came to the place of the Four Heavenly Treasure Temple, looked at the group, and said, "Yuanshan-san, please go to the locker room to change clothes." ”

"What?"

Everyone thought they had heard it wrong, but it was the one who was going to compete with the Echizen

In the infirmary, Billy and the others looked at Kebin with a pale face, and a trace of worry flashed in their eyes.

"Hmph, young man, don't pay attention to the game! If you play for a few more minutes, your hand will be scrapped. A middle-aged man in a white lab coat frowned. What he was holding in his hand was an X-ray of Kempin's arm, in which the wrist part had been misaligned, which was shocking to watch.

"Brother Shiraishi, I'm sorry." Kebin looked at the man beside him and spoke in a sincere tone.

"It's nothing, as long as you remember that your tennis is not just for beating Echizen Ryoma." Bai Shi said in a deep voice, and then, he looked at the few people around him, and said, "You are the same, tennis, but it's not easy!" ”

Several people looked at each other, not knowing how to answer.

"Alright, I'll leave it to you." After Baishi finished speaking, the person had already walked out of the infirmary, and a long voice reached everyone's ears: "Pye~Bye~!" ”

When Shiraishi came out, he saw Ryoma swinging his racket there, keeping his body hot.

He smiled and said, "Ryoma, come on." ”

Hearing Shiraishi's voice, Ryoma's body froze. These words seem to mean something.

"Really?"

Ryoma's heart trembled, and he thought of some possibility. Looking at the past again, Shiraishi has already walked away.

"Next, let's make a report on the competition." Suddenly, a voice came over the radio.

"According to the decision of the General Assembly, the substitute of the American team, Kintaro Toyama, will continue to play against Echizen Ryoma. The score will start at 2:2. ”

"Kintaro Toyama? Who is it? Horio said puzzled.

"I think it's a member of the White Rock School!" Dashi said with some uncertainty.

"Hmm!" Gan nodded, and said in a solemn tone: "Kintaro Toyama, a super newcomer from Shitenhoji Temple in Osaka, defeated last year's runner-up Munoto's ace Hagi in this year's Kansai Competition."

"Isn't that the same as Ryoma?" Horio suddenly thought of Ryoma, how similar these two are.

"Step, step, step!"

Suddenly, at the entrance of the passage, there was a sound of footsteps. A red-haired teenager wearing a U.S. team uniform walked out with a faint smile on his face. Looking closely, there was a strong fighting intent between the eyebrows, and the aura emanating from the body made all the players shrink their pupils.

"This person is very unusual!" Traces spoke.

"Hmm!" Fuji nodded, his eyes opening at some point, and from Kintaro, he sensed danger. The rest of the people also looked at the young man with a solemn face, only Sanada was indifferent, at least, on the surface.

Looking at the two teenagers of the same age, he sighed in his heart: "These two people may be the overlords of Kansai and Kanto in the future!" "It's not that he is arrogant, with Lihai's comprehensive strength in the first and second grades now, he still can't pose a threat to Sitian and Qingxue.

"Ha, ahead, I'm here!"

Kintaro, who had a calm expression, suddenly smiled, shocking the people who originally thought that this was a calm and strict player. However, what surprised them even more was that even when Kebin hit back with volley B on volley B, Ryoma, who had not changed his face, actually smiled.

"Well, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Ryoma smiled, and at the same time, the battle spirit on his body was full of energy.

Then, the two tacitly walked to the bottom line, and their eyes looked at each other, and they became extremely dignified.

"Oh my God, it's the first time I've seen Ryoma use that look from the beginning." Kikumaru was surprised.

"yes." Fuji smiled and looked at the young man full of fighting spirit, and said secretly in his heart: "It's useless when you compete with me, that, the eyes of a samurai."

"The game starts at 2:2, and the ball is served by the distant mountain, and the winner is determined in one set!"

As soon as the referee's words fell, Kintaro immediately threw the tennis ball up, looking like that, he couldn't wait. Looking at the slowly falling tennis ball, he moved his feet and jumped up like a spirit ape. Aimed at the corner of the Ryoma field, a ball blasted in.

"Bang!"

The sound of the ball was deafening, causing countless people's eyes to widen. Looking at his small figure, everyone sighed, I don't know how much power is hidden in it.

"Stomp Pedal Pedal

Ryoma didn't dare to slack off, and the small broken steps immediately came out, and the overall speed also suddenly increased. In a few breaths, he came to the point where the ball landed, and then, swinging his racket, shot back.

"When?" However, as soon as he returned the ball, he was shocked.

A figure has appeared in front of the net at some point, with red hair fluttering, it is Kintaro.

"Ha, ahead, I won this ball."

Laughing loudly, Kintaro threw his arm back. As soon as his eyes opened, the racket was drawn instantly!

"Bang!"

Smashing the ground into a cloud of dust, the tennis ball shoots into the distance.

“15:0.”

"Step."

Kintaro landed steadily, the breeze blowing his red hair, and his face was full of joy after the goal. The breath of the beast and the innocent face seemed extremely natural at this moment

ps: Thank you to the "only one in the big row" classmate and Xiaoxin for the tip!!

There's still a chapter of code words before twelve o'clock