The yellow balls kept shuttling, and Pingguba and Zhiniankuan crouched in the backcourt and watched the opponent's movements closely.

Sakurai in the front court made a diagonal leap to make a volley, and the concentration of Heiguba and Zhinian Kuan was immediately pulled by the opponent.

"What!"

Hirakuba and Zhinian widened their eyes, and Sakurai actually passed by this ball.

The other side had no intention of volleying at all.

"Oops!"

The two reacted immediately, but it was already too late.

Winter!

Kumura behind Sakurai smashed the ball hard.

The speeding streamer directly made Pingguchang and Zhiniankuan unable to move.

"In this game, Makino Tenghisa Murakami Ueshima, Sakurai Maya scored, with a score of 5:1."

......

Although the existence of the land shrinkage method allows Heikoba and Zhinian Kuan to catch up with Kumura and Sakurai's fast attack to a certain extent, the land shrinkage method is not omnipotent after all.

"It seems that the doubles in Higa will be their weakness."

There was a hint of coldness in Kibe's eyes, but soon Kibe's heart let out a sigh.

Their Ice Emperor's doubles photos are even worse than those of Bijia Kingdom.

Who are they going to do against the doubles in Higa Country?!

"It seems that we have to discuss with Coach God to strengthen the Ice Emperor's doubles."

He understands the importance of doubles in a team event such as the National Championship, and the Ice Emperor must have at least one ace doubles combination in the coming year.

Otherwise, you will definitely suffer a big loss.

......

Peng!

Peng!

"Game, Makinoto, 15:0."

......

Peng!

Peng!

"Game, Makinoteng, 30:0."

......

Peng!

Peng!

"Game, Makinoteng, 40:0."

"The end of the game in the Makinoteng School Park!"

......

On the field, the game continues.

Although Hirakuba and Zhinian Kuan were extremely anxious to pull the score back, the battle-hardened Hisamura and Sakurai would not give them such a chance at all.

Experienced and sophisticated, they even seized on the mistakes made by Heiguba and Zhinian Kuan in such an anxious state and launched a deadly attack.

Won the match point all the way.

Laugh at~~

Zhi Niankuan's knuckles clenched the tennis ball in his hand, and his heart was already in turmoil.

"It's the last ball!"

There is no way back for him and the ancient field.

Peng!

A heavy ball smashed into the receiving area in front of Sakurai.

"I applaud your will, but you're done!"

Sakurai shouted, and the super half-volley condensed into a thin straight golden line.

"It's not over yet!"

Pingguba had retreated to the backcourt at some point, and his eyes were full of fire.

"Big Rice Spoon!"

The golden snake dances wildly, and the big rice spoon when returning the ball is far more treacherous and dangerous than the serve.

It's just that the consumption of wrists has made Pingguchang's big rice spoon Qian have already lost their due level.

Stomp and tread.

Two neat footsteps sounded.

The two struck together, and the racket in their hands turned into a big net to firmly bind the "golden snake".

The golden beam of light that broke through the air crashed straight into the defense of Pinggu Field and Zhiniankuan.

Winter!

"At the end of the game, Makinokushi Tengumu Ueshima and Maya Sakurai won, with a score of 6:1."

......

"Whoa, whoa!"

"Makinoteng! Makinoteng! ”

The cheers belonging to Mu Zhiteng's side finally sounded.

The doubles two win allowed them to completely come out of the defeat of the last singles three.

Mu Zhiteng is still the same Mu Zhiteng, and the loss in the first grade is nothing.

Their third year is still strong enough to tear apart any powerful enemy.

In Pingguchang and Zhiniankuan, these cheers were so harsh.

"Don't be too frustrated, the other party is Mu Zhiteng's third year after all."

Hua Cun Aoi smiled helplessly, these children's desire to win is really strong enough.

"When you go back, take a good look at the game you just played, I think you should be able to gain a lot."

Aoi Hanamura motioned for Heikoba and Zhinian Kuan to go, and she didn't blame her students.

The decisive age difference is irreparable, and first-year players must have overwhelming talent if they want to compete with third-year players.

However, it is clear that while Heiguba and Zhiniankuan are gifted, their talent is not good enough for them to ignore the decisive difference in age.

After all, the opponent is also a talented player.

Amuro glanced at the two with low expressions, and didn't mean to step forward to comfort them.

The eagles always have a moment to soar into the blue sky, and he believes that this defeat will make Pingguba completely lose the complacency in his heart.

"The Point Guard Is Here"

The bitter taste of defeat will make both of them stronger.

"The semi-finals of this national competition are about to begin, and the match between Okinawa representative Higa Kunaka and Hyogo representative Makino Teng Gakuen singles No. 2 match."

"Yuhiga Kunichu Kite Eishiro against Makino Teng Gakuen Nagayama Fujiichi."

"Players from both sides are invited to play."

Soon the news of the start of singles two came on the radio.

Wooden hands got up quietly, stepped on the football field and began to warm up on their own.

"Nagayama, it's up to you!"

Matsudaira glanced at the wooden karate who was warming up on the other side.

"Leave it to me!"

Nagayama Fujiichi strode out, and all of the third graders were very confident.

"Whoa, whoa!"

"Makinoteng! Makinoteng! ”

There are many supporters of Mu Zhiteng, and the big win in doubles and two makes them seem to see the shadow of the former winning army.

In the ears of the wooden hands could faintly hear many voices singing about their Biga kingdom.

This couldn't help but make Mu Shou frown.

He and Amuro vowed to show the power of Okinawa to the world.

It is unforgivable that there are still people who dare to despise them in the country of Bijia!

However, Mu Shou had no way to vent his anger on the audience, so he could only bitter his opponent.

In front of the net.

Nagayama was a little stunned.

He couldn't see the slightest ripple in the eyes of the wooden hand.

The young man in front of him was a little too calm.

"Heads or tails?"

Mu Shou said vigorously.

Mute's indifferent tone made Nagayama feel a little uncomfortable.

Yongshan watched coldly, the young man in front of him was really a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers.

"It's game on! A set to decide the winner, Higa Kunichu Kite Eishiro's serve. ”

In the end, it was the wooden hand who won the ball in the first game.

Turning to leave, he left Yongshan with a dashing back.

......

"What an arrogant little ghost!"

Matsudaira squinted slightly, and he could see that he was a little dissatisfied with Kite's performance.

"Soon he will not be arrogant."

The other of Mu Zhiteng shrugged his shoulders, in his opinion, the wooden hand was looking for death.

If you anger Nagayama, there will be no good fruit to eat.

The Iron Man didn't say a word, but he was a little interested in the wooden hand.

Because even if he was lying so far away, he could feel a looming threat from the wooden hand.

In the stands.

Many people's faces began to become solemn.

Makinoteng's No. 2 singles face the vice president of Higa Junior High School, and in their opinion, this will be a battle like a dragon fight.

"Heh... Bear with us and become stronger!"

Feeling the coldness coming from his side, the corners of his mouth smiled, and the moon of their Ice Emperor could not be defeated.

The day the moonlight blooms is the death of these guys.

......

The wooden hand with his head down lightly patted the tennis ball in his hand, and to be honest, he didn't feel any threat from Nagayama's body.

Sou!

The small yellow ball was thrown straight out.

The wooden hand leaned forward and jumped to the ground, and his slender figure in mid-air completely unfolded.

"Big Bang!"

The voice of the ball was low and powerful, and the brows of the Iron Man frowned slightly.

He knew that the power of this ball was not trivial, and the opponent had gathered all his power into one point.

If Nagayama takes it lightly, I'm afraid the end will be extremely miserable.

Sure enough, a moment later, the Iron Man saw a racket fly high from his hand.

"Game, Eishiro Kite, 15:0."

The referee in the high chair shouted loudly.

"It's this trick again?!"

Matsudaira frowned, this was the trick that Tian Renzhi used to deal with Satoru Kadowaki before.

However, compared to Hitoshi Tian, it is clear that the explosion of Kitote is more shocking.

Although the movement does not seem to be as powerful as Tian Renzhi, Matsudaira knows that the other party is concentrating all his forces well and then exploding.

on the field.

Nagayama picks up his racket.

He wasn't careless about that goal just now.

The force of the shock at that moment made his tiger's mouth still a little numb until now.

"This little ghost!"

Nagayama, who was crouching in the backfield, looked cold.

The big explosion of the wooden hand reminded him of a man.

Former president of Rokkaku National High School, Yoon Da Nan'er.

"Big Bang!"

The wooden hand leaped up again, his explosion becoming more and more sophisticated.

A moment later, a muffled thunderous sound swept through the audience, and a beam of golden light pierced through the clouds in the white vast air wave and mist.

Nagayama's knees bent slightly, and he pressed his weight extremely low.

Holding the racket in both hands to block the rebounding tennis ball.

The tennis ball struggled on his racket, and the impact of the layers destroyed Nagayama's "defensive line" in a few moments.

Smack!

The flying racket fell to the ground with a few crisp sounds.

"Game, Eishiro Kite, 30:0."

......

Peng!

Peng!

"This game was scored by Higa Kunichu Kite Eishiro, and the score was 1:0."

......

The first game ended very quickly, so fast that it exceeded everyone's expectations.

They thought that the first game would be a very anxious battle between the two sides.

Who would have thought that the wooden hand would win his own service game with only four serves.

They've seen such a plot before.

In singles three, the player from Higa Kunichu defeated Makinoteng's singles No. 3 in one go.

Many people are starting to look forward to it.

Could it be that this singles and two will have the same ending.

Nagayama's face was so gloomy that it could drip water.

It was undoubtedly a shame for him to constantly be knocked off the racket in his hand.

He is now representing Mu Zhiteng in the competition, and the glory of Mu Zhiteng is something that must be guarded for them in the third grade.

Peng!

The fury in his chest had ignited, and Nagayama's flat-hitting serve was like a tiger roar.

"It's Nagayama's Tiger Style! Looks like this guy is angry. ”

Matsudaira chuckled, maybe Kino's serve did have some doorways, but in Nagayama's turn, he believed that Nagayama would definitely be able to give Kite, a little color.

But soon his smile froze, and he saw the wooden hand raise his hand and twitch easily.

The ball immediately rewound back in the direction of Nagayama.

"How is that possible!"

Matsudaira's face was solemn, how did this first-year student do it.

How easily he defeated Nagayama's Tiger Style?!

How did he do it with his slender arms!

Matsudaira Kio really underestimated Kino, who has been practicing Okinawan martial arts since he was a child, although his body muscles are full of explosive power.

Nagayama's face sank, but he immediately took a step forward.

The sweep of the racket was aimed directly at the opposite direction of the wooden hand.

Either way, his priority is to score quickly.

Shrink the land!

The figure of the wooden hand suddenly appeared in the bottom corner of the other side, and Nagayama's thinking was completely seen through by him.

"Rice spoon Qian!"

If Zhiniankuan's rice spoon Qian pays attention to speed, Pingguchang's rice spoon Qian pays attention to change.

Then the rice spoon of the wooden hand is both speed and change.

Picture perfect.

Whoosh!

A drop of cold sweat left on Nagayama's forehead, and he couldn't capture the real trajectory of this ball at all.

Winter!

"Game, Eishiro Kite, 15:0."