The first battle was won, and the morale of the Second Army was greatly boosted. At this moment, the two of them took the badge handed over by Maori and Yuezhi, and after taking a few glances at the team of junior high school students, they turned around and walked towards Shiraishi.

"Congratulations!" Shiraishi congratulated.

However, the two seemed to have discussed it, and sat next to him expressionlessly, ignoring his Wenhou.

"These two guys" Shiraishi couldn't laugh or cry, but he wasn't angry, after all, he was the one who hid his identity. And at the last moment, he also chose the camp of the First Army, of course, his choice was purposeful.

On the other side, the junior high school students looked at the departing traces and Nioh a little sluggishly, and then everyone reacted, and Kintaro was even more excited: "As long as you win, can you sit with Brother Shiraishi?" ”

He glanced at Ryoma beside him, and said with pride: "What's the matter, do you want to come with me?" ”

Ryoma pursed his lips and waved his hand: "Don't, I'm alone!" "If he is killed, he will not form a doubles with this guy, and that scene is estimated to be miserable. Kenya, Oishi and the others looked at the two of them and laughed, and the tense atmosphere of the game was also diluted a lot.

At this moment, a person walked out from the opposite side.

Medium stature, handsome facial features full of maturity, gray-white hair, slightly upturned bangs, and glassy glasses on the bridge of his nose set off his confidence and maturity. With a warm smile on his face, like a big brother next door, it makes people feel good at first sight.

He spoke: "My name is Kimishima Ikuto, can anyone fight with me?" As he spoke, Kimishima looked at the two armies with a smile, his eyes full of kindness and sincerity.

"Huh!" Irie smiled, looked at him and looked away, the smile on the corner of his mouth was slowly retracted, and even Kintaro could see the stiff response. As for Tokugawa, he looked at the phoenix and the ghost on the other side, as if he was brewing something.

For this member of the First Army, who suddenly appeared and released his affinity, the high school students of the Second Army were silent. The junior high school students also smelled it, and no one opened their mouths lightly, and for a while, there was a surprising silence, which was very different from the high profile of the previous trace and Nioh.

"Heh, I'll come!" Among the junior high school students, a long-haired man wearing a blue and white team uniform with soft facial features walked out, and the real smile on his face was more real and friendly than the other side. "Junior high school students, no two weeks to help!"

Her long brown hair fluttered in the wind, and she squinted her eyes and walked slowly off the field.

"Come on, Fuji!"

"Fuji senior, come on!"

Among the junior high school students, the people of Qingxue shouted, maybe it was because Tezuka left, and at this time, as the two walls of Qingxue, he became the backbone of everyone.

"No, Zhou Suke, it turned out to be him?" In the room, Kurobe was a little surprised by Fuji's appearance, in his opinion, it was possible that Sanada, Chitose or Tachibana would appear, after all, these three were the strongest among junior high school students.

"Genius is not a second week? Except for the easy defeat of his younger brother in the knockout round, there are basically no outstanding games. Saito said that in his mind, Fuji was not a person who liked to stand out.

"Ha, that's what I expected!" Next to the two, Takuzhi, who had been silent and practicing dumbbells, said.

The two of them looked over, but Takuzhi held the dumbbell in his hand up and down as if nothing had happened. The two understood him and did not ask, but continued to look at the game.

Taku-sik's body was covered in sweat, stained on his wheat-colored skin, and the reflection was particularly bright in the light. He looked at Fuji on the screen, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"Let's go to the second game, the No.8 Kimishima Ikuto of the First Army, the game against the Second Army Fuji Zhousuke!"

"A Jun Jundao serves, and the game ends!"

Kimishima stood on the bottom line, carefully observing Fuji on the other side, with brown hair and eyes that never seemed to open, no matter how he looked at it, he looked like a fox. What makes Kimishima more concerned is that the temperament of the person opposite exudes a faint confidence from top to bottom. This was not done reluctantly, and after countless matches, he knew that this opponent was not simple.

"Aha!" Kimishima let out a low shout and hit a serve.

As soon as you make a shot, you know the depth, and this ball is very subtle and impeccable in terms of speed, strength, and control of spin. The two armies outside the field all nodded in their hearts, there is no vanity under the fame, this Jundao is indeed not simple.

"Stompe!!"

However, Fuji on the opposite side had already seen through the ball, and his body ran quickly and appeared at the place where the ball landed.

"Smack!"

Fuji fought back, and in the face of the strong men of the first army, he was not impatient and very calm.

"Bang!"

Kimishima had excellent reflexes, and in an instant, he simulated the path of the ball in his mind, turned around slightly, and the racket drew a beautiful arc in the air, hitting the ball to the right corner.

"Heh" Fuji chuckled, and then reacted quickly.

The two began to fight fiercely, attacking in front of the net, corner kicks, topspin and even smashing, and the people around them were enthusiastic. In the face of the No.8 of the first army, Fuji was able not to fall behind, and the youth scholars found that Fuji seemed to have some changes, but they couldn't say it.

Kikumaru looked at the game on the field excitedly, and gradually, he frowned, "How do I feel that Fuji has changed as a person, this style is really not like him!" ”

"I think the Fuji senior has become stronger, and in the past, he was always playing passively, like 'defending and counterattacking'. But now, his attacks are more active, as if、It's like a blast of wind wrapped in flames.,Just like Tachikai Sanada-senpai! Momojo said excitedly, regardless of his words, he roughly expressed his feelings.

The dry lenses reflected a white light, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he recorded it in the small book.

Only Ryoma thought of Tezuka. He remembered that when he saw the minister's breakthrough that day, the excited look of his predecessors, and the eyes that would only be revealed when he encountered a strong enemy.

"That's right, Germany!" Ryoma was taken aback, he remembered the excitement and pride on his face when he talked to Tibetan Rabbit about German tennis last night.

"The U-17 Cup Nine Consecutive Masters is really "Even the always arrogant Ryoma felt terrifying, and the name of the Nine Consecutive Masters was really too scary.

"Perhaps, there will be a meeting with the Minister in the new season?" At this moment, many thoughts flashed through Ryoma's heart

"Game, Kimishima, 1:0."

"Game, Fuji, 1:1."

"game, Fuji, 3:3."

"This" Some people were stunned, but they didn't expect that the junior high school student in front of him was on par with that Jundao, and it was not the kind of junior high school student who could barely fight, and the junior high school student on the field obviously had spare strength.

"This is because Junjima-senpai didn't show his strength at all, but he is called a negotiator!" On the other hand, in his impression, when Kimishima really showed his strength, even the previous few did not dare to say that he would win.

After all, the game has just begun, and although the two sides have not stopped attacking, they are still in the tentative stage. Once you figure out the strength of the opponent, it is when the balance is tilted, and at that time, the winner is decided.

Suddenly, just as Fuji hit back, for some reason, the ball bounced off the racket and flew sideways into the sky.

"Good chance!" Some high school students called out.

The next moment, Fuji's vision was obscured, and Kimishima's body blocked the sun. In the air, Kimishima smiled slightly, and the racket in his hand was suddenly buckled.

"Bang!"

A smash shot straight in, and it seemed that the defeat of the two had been announced.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, I saw Fuji's body reversed in an instant, holding the racket in both arms, and slammed it back from the front.

"Return Ball - Kirin Landing!"

"Bang!"

As soon as Kimishima's feet landed, the sound of tennis balls landing sounded behind him.

"Game, Second Army, 4:3."

"How, how come" The people outside the stadium were stunned, and some people were not surprised to see Fuji's return shot before. But more people were shocked by his move, it was the smash of Jundao's seniors!

Fuji looked at Kimishima and saw him smiling at himself, and his heart moved, as if he knew something

"Bang!"

Looking at Kimishima's hit, with a strong topspin shot, Fuji was unceremonious, swinging the racket in his hand and volleying over.

"Boom"

The ball flew over the net and landed quickly, sliding away against the ground.

"Game, Second Army, 5:4."

"The phoenix flashback has a faster landing speed than the swallow flashback, and the gap between it and the ground is smaller. Compared to Shiraishi's national competition, it seems that there has been an improvement again. "Like a tennis reporter, he bowed his head and recorded quickly.

"Isn't this the guy from before," a high school student said, pointing to the trail in the position of the First Army.

His companion pursed his lips with a look of disdain, "Do you understand tennis, that person's smash just now was rubbing against the ground, and this guy's" said this, "His return and the ground maintain a certain boundary, less friction, faster speed!" ”

After speaking, this person looked at Fuji deeply, and he was puzzled, this kind of trick could be created by a person in the third year of junior high school. Moreover, how can this class of junior high school students be so terrifying!

"White Dragon!"

Fuji swung his racket, and the tennis ball hit the opposite side.

"He's not going to have a slippery hand, is he?"

"I guess it's because I suppressed the people of the First Army, and I can't suppress the excitement in my heart."

"Why don't we go have a cup of tea first, this ball won't come down for a while!"

Momojo listened to the discussion in his ears and looked at these people with disdain, how could they know that it was a genius's counterattack. Only the best predecessors can play the ultimate comeback ball.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, the tennis ball in mid-air fell rapidly, and after touching the ground, it bounced out from the other side of Kimishima with a bang.

"40:0. Match Point!"

After the referee's voice sounded, those people didn't react, the time between was too short, they even remembered the next mocking word, and before they could say it, it changed, they didn't even have time to be surprised!

"Let's win the first set!" Dashi said softly.

He was worried that he would be forced to counterattack by the opponent on this last ball, which was one of the eight strongest high school students in Japan. Moreover, no matter how Oishi looks at the game in these two games, he feels that Fuji is too easy. The opponent seems to have deliberately let Fuji use these return balls, and then, crack them one by one.

"Shhhh

Oishi took a breath of cold air, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case. You know, in the national competition, that Shiraishi defeated the best in this way!

At this time, I saw Kimishima twisting his waist and moving his neck, as if he was preparing for activities. He looked at Fuji with an unchanged smile and said, "Almost, it's time to start!" ”

ps:This is to make up for last night.,In addition,Students who want a role.,Please write it in the format that Xiaobai said.,It's better to write it clearly.,Xiaobai's character description is very pale.,It's also very lazy.