"Yay!" Qingxue's substitutes began to cheer, in their opinion, as long as the genius made the phoenix return to the nest, they would definitely score at the beginning!

"Haha!" A bloodthirsty voice sounded, and the Qingxue substitute, who was about to continue cheering, lost his voice. Fuji Shusuke suddenly looked up, only to see Chirihara Chiya, who didn't know when he had entered the red-eyed state, appeared in front of him, and the racket also appeared right in front of the tennis ball he had just played!

"Let me dye you beautiful red!" Without waiting for a reply, he instantly pumped the tennis ball out.

Originally, when he heard Kirihara's voice, he began to react, but the distance between the two people was too short.

"Bang!"

"Uhh

“15－0！”

"Cut, it's crooked!" Chirihara Chiya looked at Fuji who was covering his calf and said with some unhappiness.

"What did you say?" Sadaharu Kan, who was going to help Fuji, instantly changed his expression when he heard Kirihara's words, and came to Kirihara's side and asked.

"Oh, I mean, I was going to be on the court, and who knew your guys would be distracted by the sudden appearance there!"

"You mean it's because of us that you hit our guys?" Kan Sadaji's expression was very serious, and there was anger hidden in his tone.

"Wow, I'm so scared. Referee, he's intimidating me! ”

"Qingxue players, it's time for the game, please control your emotions!"

"But him!" "Sadaji, don't say it!" Kan Sadaji was going to argue with the referee, but Fuji's voice made him not continue.

But Kirihara's voice rang out again, "Me? What's wrong with me? Isn't it normal for a tennis ball to hit the body or something occasionally during a game? I can apologize if it's because of this! Although he said apologies, Kirihara's face was full of mockery.

Kan Sadaji's face was full of anger, and he was about to speak, but Fuji grabbed his shoulder and stepped forward and said, "That's right, it's normal for tennis balls to occasionally hit players in the game. ”

"It's a tennis match, and I don't want anything bad to happen to both of you!" After saying that, the referee returned to his own bench.

"Kirihara-san, are you still insisting on your hurtful tennis?" Fuji's face was still smiling as always.

"I don't think there's anything wrong with my tennis! It can get me to win the game, so why shouldn't I stick with it? Are you scared that that's why you say that!! Haha! Kirihara's laughter stopped instantly. The Fuji Shusuke who was squinting his eyes and smiling was gone, and instead of Fuji Shusuke, who had a serious expression and a cold light in his eyes, appeared. "Kirihara-san, I'll let you know what real tennis is!" After speaking, he didn't wait for Kirihara to reply, and stood in his own position.

"Hey, Kirihara, what are you still fussy?"

"Huh? Yes! Nothing, I'm just thinking about how to dye him a beautiful red faster! ”

"That's good!"

"Senior Liu Lian, that ......"

"What?"

"Nope! Nothing! Kirihara swallowed back the words that came to his lips. In the moment just now, he felt from Fuji Shusuke the momentum that could only be felt in the strongest trio of Lihai Dai. But that's okay! I'm going to win this game! I definitely want to help Lihai University complete the hegemony of the three consecutive hegemony! Kirihara cheered himself up. The blood-red eyes have become even redder!

Kansadaharu stood at the bottom line, patted the tennis ball and prepared to serve. Kirihara glanced at Kansadaharu's movements and didn't look at him again. "It's exactly the same action as just now, it seems that this four-eyed is just that level! Now the main goal is to take out that guy! But the blow just now has made him vigilant, and now it's time to find the right time! I knew that the first blow should have been used"

“15－15”

The referee's voice interrupted Kirihara's mental activity. Kirihara was a little puzzled, why did the referee report the score before the four eyes on the other side had not served. Kirihara looked at Liu Lianji, only to see Liu Lianji looking behind him with a somewhat serious expression, and Kirihara subconsciously looked back. I saw a tennis ball lying there quietly.

"This four-eyed, when!" Kirihara gritted his teeth and looked at Kansadaharu. At this time, Sadaharu Kan is no longer the guy who seemed very impulsive just now. At this time, Kan Sadaji's face appeared with the expression of victory in his hand. "Introduce yourself again! The third-year student of the tennis department of the Youth School Park,Sadaharu Qian! ”

“30－15”

“40－15”

"GAME Qingxue, the score is 1-0!"

"Qingxue is amazing!"

"Qianzhen is so handsome!"

"Noji, I'm going to have monkeys with you!" The crowd cheered one after another. Tianyang rubbed his chin, "I didn't expect Senior Qianzhenzhi to improve so much unconsciously." Also! As a data expert, if you just collect other people's data and don't improve your own strength, then you are putting the cart before the horse! It seems that it is not impossible to achieve a complete victory! ”

When it was Lihai's turn to serve, Chirihara Chiya was holding the tennis ball and staring at Sadaharu Kan viciously, "Damn guy, you weren't on my red list originally, but now you've won the lottery!" I'm going to dye you red now, too! ”

"Take it! Knuckle serve! ”

Akaya Kirihara hit his serve loudly. Ju Xing on the sidelines subconsciously glanced at his brother, only to see that Tang Ju Ping's face was indifferent, unmoved, and he couldn't help but be happy. After seeing my brother, there is no problem at all, and the new Fudo Peak will definitely surprise the whole country!

The expected screams did not come, and the tennis ball that was supposed to hit the opponent's body actually appeared in front of his feet.

“15－0”

"I haven't played against you, but I've seen every one of your games! Your knuckle serve is not for me! Kansadaharu's indifferent tone made Kirihara's anger continue to rise, and the red parts of his body became more and more numerous.

He took a deep breath and calmed his irritable mood. Kirihara forced his attention to focus on the field. Looking at the bruises on Fuji Shusuke's calves on the other side, Kirihara leaked a cruel smile, "You can see through my knuckle serve with four eyes, I don't believe you can all see through my knuckle serve!" This time I'm going to do everything in my power to dye you all red! The five fingers of Kirihara's left hand pressed the tennis ball fiercely, then let go, and his right hand pumped it vigorously.