After Yukimura used Zone, it was expected that the game would continue.

“30-15！！”

“30-30！！”

But what is surprising is that Tezuka's next two attacks were both return scores.

Yukimura, however, never even moved.

"Just standing there and serving, I'm afraid I'm already using all the strength I have left."

"He used up all of his own."

Without any intention of retreating, Yukimura still stared straight ahead.

Zero-sense tennis is no longer usable, just standing there and watching it is already supported by his will.

Compared to Tezuka's appearance, which still has some strength left, his performance of exhausting everything to grab a point with Zone is as fleeting as fireworks.

But Tezuka didn't mean to despise him, but kept playing with all his might.

Even Tezuka was reluctant at this time, but he still played the sweet spot.

The light shot is not as powerful as it was at the beginning, but it is still powerful.

"Bang!!"

“30-40！！”

It's come to the end of Tezuka's game. All it takes is one more goal, and the winner is decided!

“.”

Compared to the noisy venue before, the auditorium at this time was unusually quiet.

It was as if there was no one speaking as if the voice had been lost.

They all held their breath and waited for Yukimura's final serve.

(Embarrassed?) ）

When you pinch the ball, you can even feel it slide out of your palm.

For today's competition, Yukimura has no dissatisfaction, and asks himself, he has done his best.

Avoid seamless, crack light shots

This is already a record that many middle school students can't reach.

But even so, Yukimura still feels sorry somewhat.

(Even if you know the ending, you will still be unwilling)

He didn't need to be reminded, he himself knew what the outcome would be.

But he still wanted to try. Fight for it.

"Tezuka!!"

Throwing the ball high into the air, Yukimura bent his body to hit the final ball, shouting at the same time.

"Drink, !!"

"Bang!!"

Without any mercy, Tezuka found the right position and hit the final light shot.

The golden ball of light flew over the net and landed in the corner, causing a roar and announcing the end of the game.

"This set was won by Seokaku Tezuka!!"

"Score."

“3-6！！”

The long grappling was over, and deafening shouts rang out around them.

"Great game!"

Walking to the net and looking at Yukimura, Tezuka stretched out his hand.

"You won't be allowed to continue winning in the coming year."

Raising his arms and shaking hands, Yukimura spoke firmly.

"Ah, I look forward to the return of all of you Lihai."

This confrontation, if it weren't for Long Ya, they wouldn't necessarily be able to win.

Therefore, Tezuka does not have any sense of pride, but has a heart of respect.

Compared with Qingxue, who is still short of personnel, Lihai University should undoubtedly have a better chance to challenge Diguang.

"Hmph, I'll give it to you in the first year!"

Looking at the handshake between Yukimura and Tezuka, Jibu slowly sat down in his position again and said coldly.

No matter what he says, sooner or later he will lead the Ice Emperor to the stage of the finals as well!

And this year, I'll give it to Qingxue first.

"Tomorrow is the finals of the national competition."

"Diguang to Qingxue!"

Realizing this, people turned their attention to the teams on both sides.

At the same time, Bai Jin and the others were also staring at Tezuka.

The strange atmosphere of the two teams has also attracted attention.

"Facing the Mighty Emperor"

"To what extent can Qingxue go?"

The personnel in Kanto also know more or less about the configuration of these two teams, but it is precisely because they know that they feel that they are looking forward to it.

U17 Training Camp.

"Tomorrow is the last game for the middle school students, right?"

"Ah, you mean the final of the national competition? It seems so. ”

"What are you doing?"

"Sorting out the materials and photography equipment, tomorrow we plan to go to the scene in person."

"After all, who made those teenagers so hard to deal with?"

In the facility, Kurobe, Saito, and Takuchi Ryuji were talking to each other.

Saito and Takuchi Ryuji packed up their belongings and spoke to Kurobe.

"And I think you'll have a lot easier tomorrow."

"I heard that both the phoenix and the ghost will go to the finals."

Remembering something important, Saito reminded him.

"Shhhhh

"What's wrong? How could you still be here? ”

Holding the wine gourd and pouring it, Mifune blinked, looked at the Byodoin in front of him and spoke.

"Hey, there's no rule in the dormitory that you can't come here, right?"

It's rare to be in a relaxed mood, and Byodoin also has a ridiculous mind.

This year's result of leading Neon to the semifinals is enough to shut up, although it has not yet reached the world No. 1 expected by Byodoin, but it has to take its time.

"Are you here to talk about that group of middle school students again?"

Glancing at Byodoin's face, Mifune put down the wine gourd and said bluntly.

"All at once let you see through it."

"They're better than I thought, and I have a hunch that I won't be able to lead Neon to world No. 1 next time."

Then their session will be a "miracle" that ends history! ”

didn't hide anything, about the matter of Shiratsu, he had mentioned it to Mifune a long time ago.

That's a talent that both he and the ghost are optimistic about.

"Makes you expect that."

"It seems that times have changed."

Without irony, Mifune looked up at the somewhat overcast sky and spoke.

He knew what kind of person Byodoin was, and because of that, Mifune couldn't ignore his feelings.

He watched some of the battle videos of junior high school students before, and it was really amazing.

But after all, because of the limited age and body, I can't get on the stage.

"So, wouldn't it be nice to change the system?"

"Only those who conform to the times can live comfortably."

"You kid. What a lot of chatter? Get out! ”

Hearing what the other party said, he threw the dried wine gourd to Byodoin, and Mifune's tone was not good.

"What a hard coach"

With a pout, Byodoin took it, took out the pre-filled wine from his back pocket, poured it into the gourd, filled it, and then threw it back and turned away.

“.”

Looking at the back of Byodoin's departure, Mifune remembered the previous proposal of the coaching staff.

(Opening a new training area?) ）

(What are you doing with all the money?) ）

(Huh?) Preparing for junior high school? ）

(Why waste resources on these things?) ）

The sound of questioning at that time still lingered in his ears, but Mifune did not answer.

After their defeat in the Byodoin, he still had expectations for this one.

"King of Germany. Already making you feel so stressed? ”

But now the intention of the Byodoin also proves his position and ideas.

(End of chapter)