“4-5！”

With the referee's declaration, it also indicates that the game is coming to an end.

Because

The next one to serve is Aomine

To this day, he has not found the "regularity" of the variation of the irregular stroke, and each of his strokes is unknown.

"I really want to be alone with him!"

Vulcan looked at Fuji, his eyes were full of fighting spirit, and the meteor smash was knocked back by Aoi Blowing Snow, but he wanted to get back to this field.

"Hey, if you're not satisfied, let's fight for the singles position next year."

"I don't want to touch doubles again!"

Qingfeng gently tossed the ball towards the bottom line, and was also a little dissatisfied.

Of course, there are many people in doubles, but at the same time, it is somewhat inconvenient for players like them who are keen on singles.

"Looks like you've fallen on your mind."

Bai Jin looked at Akaji playfully and gloated.

"This is originally a long-term cultivation."

"I'm even more surprised if they could do it now."

Akaji didn't care about Bai Jin's "ridicule", but said softly.

"However, can the doubles of these two really be as you said Akaji-kun?"

Momoi stared at the two people who were competing against each other, still a little concerned.

It's not that she doesn't believe in Akaji, but the tacit understanding between Aomine and the god of fire can be said to be zero.

The two formed a doubles and relied purely on their strong self to deal with it.

There is simply no hint of the elements and tactical combinations that are coordinated.

It would not be too much to say that he came to play singles on purpose.

And this is how the two can be expected by Akaji to be of great use in the doubles combination?

It's an unimaginable picture.

"Take your time, there's still a long way to go."

Akaji didn't say much, but replied simply.

"That's something to look forward to."

What tricks can be played, Bai Jin is gone, anyway, if there is a chance, sooner or later I will see.

"In this game, Qingxue looks like he's going to lose again."

Shinobu sat next to him, and he looked at Aomine, who was about to serve, and then spoke.

"Maybe, they probably won't be able to know that guy's offensive pattern until the end of the game."

Traces didn't care about the outcome of this game, and in his opinion, it didn't make sense to win or lose.

"Then you know?"

Tilting his head, he couldn't help but want to know the answer.

"There is no observation, prediction or any other action from him"

"I don't have the eyes and talent of Akaji, and I have this kind of move to preview the future."

"Plus he's a wild player himself, so there's only one result."

His so-called irregular shots have no pattern at all, but are all based on feeling, purely using "instinct" to play. ”

"Bang!!"

“0-15！！”

With the commentary of the trace, there was a roar in the court, which also foreshadowed the service score.

"He didn't even think about that in his head."

"So even if you have any mind-reading skills, you can't know where the next ball he's going to hit will be."

"This is the most troublesome opponent for a data flow player like Sadaharu Kan."

"It's that I've never met this type of player, so much so that the authorities don't realize it."

Compared to the ignorance of the others, the trace can tell most of the reason.

"It's worthy of you, you can see it so thoroughly."

Hearing the sound behind him, he tilted his head and smiled.

"That's because Uncle Ben is very good at dealing with you weirdos."

"I can't hide this level of secrecy from me."

He didn't look at Yukimura's face, but he said confidently.

"Bang!!"

“0-30！”

"Qingxue looks like he's going to lose two in a row."

Nioh sat back in his chair, staring at the situation below, feeling some sympathy.

"Hmph"

Sanada wants to fight Aomine to see who is better with his black dragon slash or Aomine's irregular shots.

“0-40！！”

"If both Tezuka and Fuji fail."

"Qingxue is the only one left."

His tone softened, and Yukimura set his eyes on Echizen Ryuya.

His instincts are feeding back that this player is not easy.

The style of play that was able to beat Nioh was undoubtedly a style of play that I had never seen before.

"Then I'm going to have to take a good look at that guy who pretends to be a ghost."

"If the opponent in the next game is Shiratsu Zhixing, he can't hide it."

Kibe looked downward, and his eyes were focused on Echizen Ryuya.

“.”

"Smack!"

Seeing that Aomine was about to send out the final ball, Fuji looked more serious than ever.

"Huh? Is the concentration so high? ”

Sensing Fuji's unusual atmosphere, Aomine was competitive.

"Roar!"

A low roar sounded, and a pitch-black leopard shadow appeared on him, filling him with a sense of coercion.

Wildness!

(Oh no, no, even you can't maintain a high level of concentration in this state.) ）

Faintly suppressed, Kansadaharu looked at Fuji in front of him and said worriedly.

But what is surprising is that Fuji just came back to his senses for a moment and fell into a state of concentration again.

"Eh, there's a hand."

"I hope I can have a chance to play against you one-on-one next time."

"Qingxue's only two weeks of help!"

Looking at Fuji who was not affected in surprise, Aomine was excited, he held the ball high and hit it.

The ball flew over the net and fell to the ground like an arched bridge.

(Don't be misled)

(And don't guess or prejudge what he's doing.)

(Judge for myself.) ）

In his consciousness, he made a decision in a split second, and his body stepped back.

Everyone looked at his running move in amazement, and it was clear that the ball had not yet landed, but it had already moved in advance.

"Huh?"

"Bang dang!"

He followed the trajectory of the ball, came to the outside of the court, and swung his racket on the inside.

The ball bounced off the ground and flew from this side at a 90° turning angle

Unfortunately, the swing area was slightly off, and only the head of the racket was touched, so that the ball flew out of the way.

"The game is over!! This game was won by Emperor Light Fire God and Aomine! ”

"Score."

“4-6！！”

Raising his head, Fuji ignored the beads of sweat that slipped down his face, feeling a little pity.

In the end, he did know where the ball was, but he was always one step short.

"It seems that with his own consciousness, he sensed the irregular shots that Aomine hit"

Momoi looked at this scene in amazement, and then spoke.

"At that moment, his spirit and concentration were highly focused."

"It's a short time, but there was a moment when I was in a wonderful state."

"It's a pity that it lasted for a short time and didn't allow him to see through it completely."

Akaji noticed that Fuji had only changed for a moment.

"It's a win-win-win."

Bai Jin didn't care about the state of Fuji, in his opinion, it was nothing more than touching a little bit of the skin of "Light Wind", and he was still far from comprehending.

Far less heavyweight than the next opponent.

"Then I'll go!"

"I hope everyone cheers for me a lot."

"We're teammates, after all."

is also glad that he won the second singles, otherwise Long Ya really felt that this trip was a big loss.

He smiled at the Qingxue crowd and opened his mouth to say loudly.

"Singles No. 2 from both sides, please enter!!"

With the referee's shout, the two also walked into the field.

National Contest Finals. Singles number two!

Qingxue Echizen Ryuya!

Teiko Shiratsu Jisung!

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