"Long waiting, River Village." Akutsu returned to the second half and took a pose, his eyes only on Kawamura.

"Senior Kawamura, can you still serve?" Momojo asked with a worried look on his face.

"No problem!" Takashi Kawamura took a deep breath, and his right hand, which was holding the racket, still couldn't help but tremble.

"Whew!!" The tennis ball was thrown up, and at the moment of swinging the racket, a sharp pain hit his right hand, and he swung an empty racket.

"Error on serve."

"It's over, his right hand can't continue the game." Sanada shook his head.

"But he hasn't given up yet, has he?" Nioh had a salute written on his face: "This is the future of tennis!" I don't understand. Why do they fight so hard, it's just a regional competition!! ”

"Qingxue fired the coach before, and the performance of the regional competition is very important for them, and they urgently need to prove that their strength has not decreased because of the departure of the coach, and more importantly, to prove that they have made the right choice."

"Now they're fighting with the whole tennis club on their backs!" Sanada said emotionally, "This is a responsibility and a mission. ”

Hearing this, the others fell silent.

Tezuka impeached Ryuzaki Sumire under pressure, and if he performed very poorly in the regional competition, then the follow-up public opinion would definitely drown out Aogaku.

That's why Kawamura is so desperate.

At least.

Even if you lose, you can win a little respect for Qingxue.

What a silly idea.

But if everyone in this room were to be them, would they be able to do this?

“Burning！！” With a heart-rending shout, Kawamura managed to send the ball out.

The ball was fast, but Akutsu had already come to the landing point.

Striding forward, the right hand stretched behind the back, the knee bent at 90 degrees, this is similar to a whirling snake ball, but it is more awkward.

"Crunch." The tennis ball is stopped by Momojo before crossing the net, and he wants to share the pressure with Kawamura as much as he can.

"What a lot of power!!" Momojo held the racket in both hands and struggled to hit the ball towards Akutsu's right half.

"Stomp, stomp." Akutsu lowered his body and chased the ball as swiftly as a cheetah.

"It's useless to have a fighting spirit but not to improve." When Yakutsu's body rushes forward, his right hand stretches, his body stretches, his left foot steps on the ground behind him, and with the help of momentum, he swings the racket violently, and after the swing, the other right foot steps forward, slamming on the ground, and the bare foot exerts force, canceling the force of the forward rush and twisting the body violently.

"Bang." Tennis passes through the half.

“30-0。” No one could have imagined that Akutsu would fight back in this stance.

"What are you kidding, won't he break his bare foot?" This non-human posture is like a pendulum swing in football, which is ornamental and can cause great damage to parts of the body.

"Huh." Akutsu threw the ball again and hit a serve that was close to perfect posture.

"Bang!!" Kawamura's wrist pain had eased, and he swung his arms down vigorously.

Akutsu lowered his body, pulled his arm behind him, and after the ball was ejected, his right hand shook and his racket foot pressed down slightly.

"Bang." After a crunch, the tennis ball moves towards the outside of the net with a side spin.

"Out of bounds? Wrong! What a strong spin!! Under Momojo's erroneous judgment, the ball suddenly made an extreme turn when it crossed the net, heading towards the bounds, with a similar trail to the snake ball.

"Don't worry, I'm here, burning!!" A passionate voice sounded, and Kawamura appeared in the right place, agitating his arms.

The moment he received the tennis ball, his brows furrowed, and his body paused for a moment.

"Bang." The tennis ball, which was spinning, was hit straight towards Akutsu.

"Humph!" Akutsu's body flickered, his body leaned back slightly, and this time the angle of the racket was slightly upward, and his arms were pulled up.

This is a maneuver similar to the volley of the moon.

"Huh." The tennis ball skimmed over Momojo's head, and as it was about to go out of bounds, a huge spin sent it downward.

“burning！！” Takashi Kawamura saw the opportunity, and when the tennis ball fell to the right angle, he held the racket in both hands and hit it hard.

Akutsu immediately engaged in a fierce fight.

"No, it's not right." Many of those watching the game have already seen the problem.

"Momojo in front of the net originally had a limited range of catches, and Akutsu has been using technical balls such as high balls, sidespin balls, or balls close to the baseline to make Momojo a complete outsider, and Kawamura is forced to pick up all the counterattacks."

"Kawamura's hands are almost out of place."

Qian lifted his glasses: "I suggest abstaining now." ”

"It's too despicable, you can win a normal fight, but you have to target the arm." Kaoru Kaido clenched his fists angrily, and his muscles burst out.

"He should be trying to force Kawamura to give up, this is a conspiracy."

"Kawamura, you've been a goofy guy since I met, and to be honest, I think you really like to be nosy." Akutsu stared at Kawamura, who was constantly struggling to swing his lap, and thought to himself.

"But today, I've changed my opinion of you!"

"I see a flame in you! A flame that can burn me! ”

"I'm not going to let anyone interfere with our game, it's a game between me and you!!"

"Huh!" Akutsu's body jumped into the air, and his powerful ability to stay in the air was manifested, and then his body twisted, and in mid-air, he waved his right hand and slammed it down with the weight of his body.

“40-0。”

"Whew." Kawamura stared at Akutsu and gasped.

He seemed to sense Akutsu's mood in the dark.

With Akutsu's strength, it was clear that he could easily crush himself.

However, he fought against himself.

Is this an expression of self-recognition?!

The body is already on the verge of burning!!

“Burning！！”

Another round of sparring begins.

Momojo can only do it on the side, in a hurry.

Originally, he also thought about exchanging places with Kawamura, but Kawamura directly refused.

“burning！！” Every swing of Kawamura's racket is burdening his arms.

"Once again, just hold on a little longer!!" Kawamura's will sustains his body.

Ever since he met Akutsu in the past, he has never kept up with the other party, and even his favorite tennis ball is easy to handle in front of the other party.

Now, he finally has this platform and this opportunity, and he wants to do his best to prove himself.

“Burning！！！”

"I can't let Kawamura go on anymore!! His wrists couldn't take it anymore. ”

"We're abstaining!" Kikumaru shouted.

"Smack!" A tennis ball skimmed over Kawamura's face and smashed into the barbed wire in front of Kikumaru.

“40-15。”

"Hey! The guy with the bandage on his face, shut it up for me, it's ...... My match with Kawamura. ”

Akutsu's menacing voice rang out.

"Hey! You're a dead ......."

"Everyone!" Kawamura held the racket hard with both hands, and his voice was deep and powerful: "Please let me finish this game with Akutsu." ”

Everyone saw unprecedented resoluteness on Kawamura's face.

"Akutsu! Come on!! Kawamura roared.

"As you wish! River Village! ”

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!" Takashi Kawamura has been burning himself!

Even the blood that carried Akutsu's body boiled.

“game，2-0。”

When the sun shines on the ground, when the young players can't hold their tennis rackets tightly, the game comes to an end.

"Because Takashi Kawamura abstained, this match was won by Fudomine."

Fudo Peak got off to a good start and won the first game, and the audience also gave Kawamura Takashi applause.