For everyone in the seats, what they see is ...... It is a metamorphosis, a sublimation.

And for Hatsuna, who was silently staring at the figure on the stage in the dark, what he saw was ...... Just again, a more urgent and distinct outpouring of mood.

His girl, desperately trying to meet his expectations......

My ...... The shimmering light in the sharp eyes of the first name of Tibetan gold flickered, slightly soft...... Slightly restricted.

It was just a ball condensed with a single heart, very fragile and rusty...... She has not yet fully mastered, and has not even formed a full-fledged field.

Yamazawa struggled to maintain his clarity of mind that was somewhat shaken by Sarah's increasingly violent impact, and the faint blue light around him also swayed and tried his best to give her the greatest protection.

"You're working so hard...... Does he know...... Does he need it......"

The fluttering and seductive sound lingered in my ears, accompanied by the loneliness and loneliness in those memory fragments, crushing the shaking heart of the mountains over and over again.

She desperately opened her eyes to look at the tall figure opposite, but her eyes were blurry, mixed with the figure in her memory shaking.

No way...... The ball shadow around him was constantly shaking, and Yamazawa was already on the verge of being unable to continue the game under the impact of Sarah's interference......

If it weren't for the momentum of the ball in the pinch, she was afraid that she would have been defeated.

Taking a deep breath, Yamazawa closed his eyes, calmed his agitated mood, and recalled the practice process of being so tired that he fainted...... A little recalling his voice, straight to the center of the guidance.

"The so-called ball momentum is the crystallization of the player's comprehension, and the competition is the realm of skill and ball sense."

"With practice, when you have a deep connection with the ball and the racket, you want to create and create your own experience. That's your potential...... And then into the field. ”

"The competition and suppression of potential is also the contest between experience and accumulation."

As he said that, his eyes looking at Yamazawa were slightly warm with affirmation.

"Your practice, your experience, is enough."

"Learn to use it...... So many years of unforgettable familiarity and experience. ”

As he spoke, the fingers brushing Yamazawa's cheeks were warm and clear.

Use...... Experience?

Yamazawa slowly opened his eyes...... It seems to be understood.

"My Memories ......"

She looked at Sarah across from her and muttered.

"It's not pain...... Abandon. ”

"How do I feel...... How do you understand? ”

The faint blue light gradually flourished, permeating and lingering on her pat, and gradually condensed into a blade with Yamazawa's resolute eyes...... Wrapped in her true emotions over the years...... Whistling away!

Brilliant blue ...... Melancholy and pure bluish.

Sakurano stood under the stage and looked up...... In the whistling and sharp blue blade was the color of emotions she couldn't understand......

Affection. What is she missing......

Recall. What she lost......

Why? Sakura Nai looked at the figure that trembled slightly but could work hard for the so-called feelings, and her unwavering eyes moved slightly......

Why do you feel that way in the dark?

She also used to ...... There has been a similar fervent prayer and love.

For whom?

For what......

Gorgeous blue swirls into a very enchanting flower!

Sarah's provocation of the ball is terrifying...... It wasn't anything else that came back...... It was the fragments of memories that were so strong and intense that they almost wanted to drown her and the ...... that were wrapped in them Passionate and sincere emotion!

"Brother ......" "Brother ......" ......

Timid—rejoicing—attached—

With countless gestures and expressions, she looked up and called...... Looking at the ...... with those wet, dependent eyes Whispering......

She pursed her lips and waved her face on the court with a cold expression...... She fainted from exhaustion in front of the training machine...... She lowered her eyes in the silence of the night......

The ...... of Prayer She fell to the ground and cried hoarsely over his departure.

Callous...... She had a strong makeup on her face, and looked at everything around her coldly.

Cowardly ...... She counted the days and nights over and over again, and couldn't sleep.

……

That's all her colors...... Simple and persistent to the point that there is no other ...... Pure and clean

Now it has become a raging wave—a formidable blade!

- Straight to the ground - Break people's hearts!

Bloom! The light of the blade shadow fills the body!

Sarah stepped back...... I am locked in the realm of the memories I made!

is not as colorful as her ball momentum, Yamazawa is obsessed with the potential, and the experience is single but eager...... This......

Sarah covered her ears in pain...... Defeated by the unsullied call—

This...... She can't compare!

"Bang!"

Sarah's colorful ball collided with the oncoming blue light!

"Bang!"

After a loud roar...... Sarah's whole body was knocked to the edge of the high platform by the impact, and she fell to her knees, covering her head in pain...... Apparently already on the verge of insanity.

"Ahem...... I, throw in the towel......"

Sarah stood up with her support for the side post, gesturing with a gloomy face, turning around and staggering off the stage.

"Yamasawa wins! Rise to 7th place! ”

The sound of coins toppling sounded, and Sarah's avatar on the list hanging in the air dimmed, and all the bets next to her name were brushed off and flowed into the board of the highest ghost skeleton.

Yagawa's lazy voice sounded, and with his announcement, Yamazawa's avatar lit up slightly, and he jumped to the first place.

"Next one. Six seats - white! Fight against the Seven Mountains! ”

The flickering light hit a corner of the audience, illuminating the extremely thin and thin figure in the corner - the sixth seat, white.

Hatsuna sat on the spectator seat, squinted slightly, looked at the weak-looking figure who slowly walked up to the stage, and frowned.

White?

The first name rubbed her lips lightly, falling into the memory, the name ...... He seemed to be somewhat impressed.

Very beautiful boy......

When he stood on the stage, the miserable white lights of the audience were concentrated, illuminating his extremely beautiful facial features, and there was a sudden sound of inhalation on the sidelines - it was really a ...... Beauty......

He hung his head slightly, his eyebrows blurred...... His fair skin was almost transparent in the light, his shoulder-length hair was tied with loose strips of cloth at the back of his head, and he was wearing a wide black robe, which made him look even more thin and sickly.

Extremely beautiful...... Like a beauty in an ancient painting...... It's so beautiful that it has an elegant style.

Yamazawa stood on the opposite side and watched him raise his head slightly, his almost pale lips slightly curved, and a smile like the snow in the mountains gradually appeared......

She was stunned, and her heart couldn't help but tremble slightly.

This man......

"This man?"

Surprised, Samael turned his head to look at Yagawa, who was sitting in the shadows, a little annoyed.

"You didn't tell me...... He's coming! ”

"The information is there...... The video is also there. Who made you. ”

Yagawa shook the wine glass in his hand absently, without even raising his eyes, and his tone was full of teasing.

"The little princess is the only one in my heart......"

"It's ghostly!"

For the first time, the face that had always shown only a bright smile sank, and Samael's somewhat gloomy gaze fell on the dazzlingly beautiful figure on the stage, almost whispering through gritted teeth.

"Chased me to our turf? I don't know if he loves me so much......"

"Hahaha...... My dear little devil, don't be too sentimental. As far as I know, you've just been met by too much fate every time, and he's never run after you. ”

Slightly mocking, Yagawa stood up and walked over to Samael's side.

"This time, I don't think he's here for you."

"Huh. That's really a bad fate. However, he is also considered our enemy now, and you let him come here......"

Samael turned his face, and his blue eyes lit up with a hint of danger.

"Really?"

Not caring about the doubts in Samael's tone, Yagawa gently tapped the wall of the cup in his hand, his careless gaze fell on the surroundings, the evil smile did not fade, and the whole person showed a sickly sense of enjoyment for everything that happened in front of him.

"Friend or foe...... Everything is still unknown. ”

"Life is like a play...... Knowing the script too early is actually not interesting. ”

He looked at Samael's increasingly dissatisfied face and chuckled comfortingly.

"Besides, it's not just me who agrees to let him get involved here, I've asked the above for instructions, and several adults have ...... to him Still very interested. ”

"Huh. In this way, he is really popular, and after turning down the opportunity of his successor, he throws himself to the hostile side, and he can still not be disliked...... It's just a sick look, I really don't understand the minds of adults! ”

Samael's face was gloomy, and he made no secret of his disgust for Bai on stage.

"What the hell is he doing here?"

Yagawa glanced at his face and shrugged his shoulders indifferently, looking innocent.

"I don't know, I just didn't refuse him to come in through an empty invitation as instructed above, how do I know what he came for."

He took a sip of the liquor, and his eyes were scarlet.

"Speaking of which, you and he have been friends for many years, how can you not know how casual he is."

"Why don't you look at ......"

Yagawa drank the wine in his glass, his eyebrows raised.

Between the Words...... Full of blood

"Beauty...... Killing is coming. ”

"Act II, Shiro VS Yamazawa."

When the whistle sounded, Yagawa spoke slowly, listening carefully...... There seemed to be a smile.

"The first game. White Serve Ball. ”

"White ...... White? ”

Frowning slightly, Chu Ming knocked on his knuckles, looked at the clear figure on the stage, and thought about it...... Suddenly stunned - he raised his head suddenly, and the color of the hidden gold changed slightly!

It's him!

Yamazawa held the clap and looked at the figure on the other side that seemed to be about to fall with a blow, and a sense of crisis rose in his heart for some reason.

She subconsciously opened the momentum she had just realized, and the faint blue light enveloped her body, showing a protective posture, waiting for the battle.

The whistle fell, and Bai stood on the stage, his picturesque eyebrows and eyes raised, and his quiet and pale pupils reflected all the ...... in front of him But it seemed empty.

He just raised his hand slightly, and his slender pale fingertips pointed slightly towards the mountain......

It's like a silent slow-motion shot at the end of a movie......

Shan Ze's eyes widened slightly, and he couldn't believe that the man's faint pupils looked over, and then all the sounds went away, and even the white figure on the opposite side gradually faded away......

A little bit...... She was softly wrapped in her own bluish light...... Gently but irresistibly, I couldn't help but fly backwards.

Everything around him slowly regressed...... She was pushed to the side of the stage little by little, little by little...... Push off the platform!

Slow down and stop - she was stunned in mid-air!

And then - a slam fall!

The last scene in the eyes -

It's on that beautiful face...... A smile like the snow in the mountains.

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