"In the second game, Echizen serves."

Echizen lowered the brim of his hat, glanced at Kawamura, who had been provoked by his own anger, held the clap in his right hand, jumped up slightly, leaned over slightly, and waved the paddle.

Kawamura clenched his grip on the racket and stepped forward to meet it, but unexpectedly, the ball that touched the ground turned and shot towards his body.

Unexpectedly, Kawamura hurriedly leaned sideways and dodged the ball that nearly grazed his cheek.

"What is this?"

Qian looked at the trajectory of the ball's turning, and when he was still remembering, there was already a somewhat excited voice from Taocheng beside him, "There has been!" Outspin serve! "Outside spin, serve?"

Everyone stared at Echizen, who was indifferently on the court, in amazement, and bowed his head thoughtfully, and recorded, "What about the data of the external rotation serve." ”

"The serve, that's it."

With a clean four-ball, Kawamura still didn't penetrate the out-spin serve after all, and Momojo couldn't help but sigh when he saw this game end so quickly, "What a tricky close-quarters ball." ”

“1-1.”

The score was quickly levelized.

"Kawamura serves."

“OK！ Burning！ Taste my awesomeness! ”

Even though the score was tied, Kawamura's passion did not diminish at all, but became more and more intense, "Eat my ball!" ”

His eyes erupted with fire, and Kawamura roared, and a powerful ball was swung out by him.

"Ninety percent."

Qian muttered, "Nine." ”

Echizen clasped his hands and met it head-on, paused for a moment and gritted his teeth and returned to the net.

Kawamura saw that Echizen had blocked the attack of ninety percent of his strength, and at the same time, he was surprised and at the same time the strength of his hand increased again, and ten percent of the astonishing strength pounced on the opposite side.

This time, the accident did not happen again.

"Smack!"

The huge impact took Echizen all the way to the sideline, and after holding on for a while, he was still shaken off the racket by the remaining force.

“15-0”

Picking up the shot, Echizen reached out and tightened the net, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Dry looked at the ball with both hands, and Echizen, who took Kawamura's second ten-percent power serve, became faster and faster.

"It's going to be off again."

Echizen's movements on the field were extremely slow and laborious, and Momojo couldn't help but predict with some worry, who knew that it was beyond his expectations, and that ball, although Echizen struggled, but firmly fought back, but.

“Out！ 30-0.”

The lob made a long arc in the air and bounced off the side netting.

In the next game, Echizen once again easily won the serve with a tricky external rotation serve.

“2-2.”

"It's deadlocked."

Dashi suddenly spoke, "Could it be a war of attrition?" ”

While everyone was guessing, the fifth game had suddenly begun.

"Na! Senior! ”

Echizen looked at Kawamura, who was about to serve, and suddenly said, "Have you ever thought about the feeling of being beaten by yourself?" ”

"Don't give me a big talk! Catch my balls first! ”

Kawamura made a vertical jump, and the strength was extremely strong to pounce on the opposite side, while Echizen, who had been retreating to the backfield, unexpectedly stepped on the net, jumped up without the slightest hesitation, and volleyed head-on.

"He wants to intercept the ball hit by Kawamura's tensemen force in mid-air?!"

Eiji's eyes widened in surprise, "Is he crazy?!" It will hurt! ”

"The probability of dropping off the shoot is higher than 60%." The cold data caused a shallow smile next to him, and the new juniors were very interesting.

"Brute force alone, absolutely, can't win me!"

Echizen leaped into the air, met the ball with one hand with his right hand, and after a brief stalemate, a faster and more violent ball burst out from his slap, and shot at Kawamura with unmistakable accuracy.

"Smack!"

The successive accidents greatly surprised everyone, and Kawamura couldn't believe it when he looked at the racket that had been shaken off the ground. But the exact soreness in his hand reminded him of the power of that ball.

“15-0.”

"Kawamura, it's off."

Eiji's mouth was wide open, and his eyes didn't blink.

"I see."

Qian held the pen in his hand and suddenly realized. "Make a double spin on the return and use your own inertia and the pressure of the fall in the air to knock the ball back. The return ball was filled with spin with twice as much force as Kawamura's shot, causing Kawamura to fall off the racket with too much force. ”

"That's why I said, I was defeated by myself."

Dashi watched the dramatic turn on the field and muttered.

"Borrowing strength, what a beautiful move."

Fuji bent the corner of his eyes and turned his head to look at Tezuka with a stern expression, "Tezuka, what do you think?" ”

"Well, the adaptability is good." Tezuka nodded expressionlessly, his voice undulating and not discerning joy or anger.

“Good！”

Kawamura picked up the racket, tossed it high, and swung it hard, "What about this one!" Brat! ”

"Bang!"

Without hesitation, with one hand cushioning, a lob bounced off Echizen and landed on the line of boundaries.

“30-0.”

Seeing this situation, Kawamura was unwilling to exert his strength again, and ten percent of the strength roared away, Echizen met it fearlessly, and raised his hand to strike back after a few spins.

"Smack!"

Taking off the racket again, Kawamura held his slightly paralyzed wrist, a ray of surprise flashed in his eyes, and as soon as he picked up the racket, a lazy and uninhibited voice came from the opposite side, "Senior, if you lose the advantage of strength, you won't be able to make a new trick." Then I have to say, you, you will definitely lose! ”

"Arrogance!" Kawamura instantly became angry, and the swing strength increased more and more each time, "Look at my true strength!" ”“Burning！” "Let's take it!" ……

"Twenty rounds!"

Looking at the continuous tug-of-war on the field, Momojo frowned, "Kawamura spares no effort to fight back every time, but the effect of strength is not obvious." ”

"It's a ruse."

Fuji replied with a smile, "Echizen deliberately provoked Kawamura and started a tug of power. Kawamura has to fight back with all his strength every time, and he has to run back and forth, left and right, and his physical strength is lost very quickly. Echizen, on the other hand, only used very little force to rotate the return force, controlling the situation on the field, and his physical strength had a great advantage. ”

"It seems like a very happy thing,"

Sakurano looked at Echizen, who was fighting wantonly on the court, the corners of her lips hooked slightly, and the resistance to tennis in her heart was slowly fading. Where no one could see, her hanging hand was trembling slightly unconsciously.

After a protracted tug-of-war.

"Bang!"

A heavy dunk as a perfect end to Echizen's finale.

"You're still far away!" He pointed to Kawamura with his right hand, and in his eyes was a brilliant confidence.

"6-3. Echizen wins."

The final whistle blew, and Echizen and Kawamura walked out of the stadium one after the other.

“

Kawamura, your power has made some breakthroughs in the protracted war. ”

Faced with dry data, Kawamura, who put down his racket, was honest and shy, "Really? It still needs to be strengthened, and it is far from enough. ”

Then he turned to Echizen behind him, "Echizen, even though I lost, I will still hold on to my strength." Next time, I'll use my strength to completely knock you down! ”

"Yes. But, I don't want to fight you anymore. ”

Echizen pressed the brim of his hat, turned around, and stood under the tree facing Sakurano, who was smiling lightly, and the inky green silk shone with a shallow luster in the soft twilight, pure and beautiful.

she

Nodding slightly, he turned around and left again, wrapped in some incomprehensible, but inexplicably heart-wrenching sourness.

The sunset on the horizon is like fire, and it makes people feel that this silent street is eerily silent.

Sakurano walked alone on the side of the street with her bag on her back, beside her the winding and deep alleys, her hanging hands were still trembling, still shouting, and still immersed in the dripping battle just now.

Something seemed to be emerging in her heart, and Sakura no stopped, looking at the clouds in the distance and falling into deep thought.

"Teenagers! You're back! ”

Seeing Echizen coming back, Minamijiro scratched his head, quickly put away the scantily revealing magazine in his hand, and looked at Echizen who was ignoring him with a smile, "How do you feel?" ”

"Not much."

Echizen sat down cross-legged at the table, "It's just that there is a very special girl in the tennis club." ”

"Oh? Schoolgirl? Boy, yes, you know how to find a little girlfriend! ”

Nanjiro was stunned for a moment, his expression suddenly became vivid, and he looked at Echizen who was frowning, "Not bad!" It's finally dawning! Bring it back to me when you can show it! ”

"You're thinking too much! Dad! ”

Sighing extremely helplessly, Echizen stood up, "Forget it! When I didn't say it. ”

"Don't! It's hard to hear you talk about girls, don't be so shy! ”

Walking upstairs in silence, there was still Nanjiro's joke behind him, Echizen collapsed his shoulders in frustration, and was about to escape from this embarrassing atmosphere, but Nanjiro's suddenly serious words suddenly came from behind him, "Now, Ryoma, do you have faith?" ”

"Faith? What do you mean? ”

Echizen turned around and looked at Kaminamijiro's eyes, and there, there, there was a sharp deep meaning that he rarely saw.

"Huh? Is it hard to understand? Then I'll change the question. ”

Minamijiro looked away, and his tone was heavy and wandering, "What would you do if you couldn't play?" ”

Echizen was silent for a long time, then turned around again and walked upstairs, leaving only a faint sentence, "No one can stop me from doing what I want to do." ”

"This kid,"

Nanjiro shook his head helplessly, but an unpredictable smile crossed his eyes, "It's really like me." ”

"Ding-ding."

Echizen sat on the bed, and the wind chimes in front of the window rang softly because of the slightest breeze, and his heart was wrapped in small pieces.

"Whew."

A spreader, fell down, sank into the soft bed, the moonlight shining in from the window shrouded his delicate silhouette, "Qingxue, what?" ”

The other side of the city.

"Grandma, I'm back."

When I closed the courtyard door, it was already dark outside.

"Why did you come back so late? Where have you been?"

"Oh, just wandering the streets."

After changing her shoes, Sakurano walked over to Ryuzaki and sat down, "I watched the intramural ranking tournament today, I don't know how, but I was deeply touched." ”

"Oh? What's wrong? ”

Hearing Sakurano's words, Ryuzaki became a little interested, "How do you feel?" ”

The smile on Sakurano's face was gentle, but it was covered with a hazy doubt, "When I was in the United States, almost all the people around me were related to tennis, they were active in major tournaments, and they had unparalleled talent and strength, although I didn't know how to play, but occasionally I would sigh at their toughness. ”

After a pause, Sakura's vision was far away, and there was a faint color in Wen Cun.

"And all of you in Qingxue, to be honest, are not that strong. However, I always saw something in them that I had never seen before...... Liability...... Warm ......"

Sakurano lowered her eyes, hiding the remaining resistance inside, "And ...... Happiness. ”

"Happiness...... ......"

The atmosphere was a little stagnant for some reason, and with a sigh, Ryuzaki patted Sakurano on the shoulder, suddenly remembered something, got up and walked into the house, took out a boxy cardboard box and handed it to Sakura, who was about to go upstairs.

"By the way, your Grandpa Baishan said that he sorted out some of your old things and sent them to you."

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