On par with heavy artillery serves.

You must know how much effort and energy Feng spent in order to practice today's serve, and he can only do it through continuous hard training.

However, it is unbelievable that Hayama was able to keep up with such a strange technique.

"Is this the so-called talent gap?"

If you say that you are facing a miracle, you will not be able to deeply experience it because the difference in strength is too great.

But when compared to people close to you, there will be a clear sense of decadence.

Especially when the person is still his junior, the blow will be even greater.

"Bang!!"

"This game is won by Diguang Ziyuan and Hayama!"

"Score."

“3-2！”

The continuous service score also highlights Hayama's strong ability.

"Hey, don't be so depressed."

"You have to be confident in your serve!"

"He can't catch your ball either."

If it is said that it will be hit, it is naturally because of the experience of the gap.

Shishido patted him on the shoulder, and then earnestly persuaded.

"Yes"

Coming back to his senses and nodding, Feng also dispelled those superfluous thoughts.

(Shishido seniors are right)

(It doesn't matter if his serve is on par with me.)

(Because he can't catch my heavy artillery serve either!) ）

"Bang!!"

Hit her own serve, Feng firmly believed.

"Uh-uh!!"

Even if you can react slightly, you will always be one step slower, so you can't take it.

“15-0！”

"Bang!!"

“30-0！”

"Bang!"

“40-0！”

“4-2！”

Serve again to score and win a game, Feng also stabilized his mentality from it.

"Bang!"

Before he could take a breath, it was Ziyuan's turn to serve.

“4-3！”

There was no respite at all, and the score was caught up all at once.

(Damn!) Can't catch it at all! ）

Shishido picked up the racket on the ground and looked at the broken hole on it, and he thought unwillingly.

Feng was already competitive enough, but as a senior, he couldn't have any means to resist Ziyuan's attack at all.

The opponent just serves the ball, and the force contained in it is enough to shake off his racket.

The obvious contrast gap is difficult for him to accept.

"Hah!"

With this anger, he hit the serve out.

"That guy in Shishido must be very unwilling."

Shinobu stared at such a Shishido and said in a heavy tone.

"I deeply understand that there is a difference in the ravine, and if my mind is not firm, I will collapse a long time ago."

"It's great that he's able to stand up and keep his fighting spirit."

Ju Juping clasped his hands to his chest and silently watched the situation on the field and commented.

Not everyone has the confidence to fight against courage and "miracles".

"Bang!!"

“5-3！！”

Wheezing violently, there had never been such a big moment, and he didn't even let Hayama touch the ball too much in this game.

"That senior is so powerful."

Once again, it was his turn to serve, and Hayama glanced at Shishido with admiration.

"Hurry up and serve."

"It's time for the game to be over."

Ziyuan didn't care, but urged it.

It has reached this point, which proves that time is running out for Hayama.

"Yes!"

When Hayama heard this, he immediately put on a thunderous shot, holding the racket between his three fingers, and hit the roaring blow.

"Bang!!"

As before, even if Feng and Shishido were able to gradually adapt to the reaction, they still couldn't keep up with the fast ball speed.

(Never thought the same type of ball would be so difficult to deal with.)

It was also the first time that he experienced a serve with a similar type, and Feng wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead.

"Hah!"

"Yikes!"

"Bang!!"

"This game is won by Diguang Ziyuan and Hayama!"

"Score."

“5-4！”

Relying on the thunderous shot to win a game, Hayama let out a weak gasp.

"We've reached the limit."

Reiko Aida looked at Hayama, whose physical abilities had obviously decreased significantly, and knew that he had reached the limit.

The skill of thundering hitting the ball is not as simple as imagined.

The price of relying only on three fingers can be comparable to the price of heavy artillery serve, that is, the accelerated consumption of physical energy.

The time of only nine rounds is enough to put Hayama to the point of exhaustion.

If you fail to distinguish the winner in a short period of time, you will definitely be seized by the opponent to "counter-kill".

Therefore, Hayama would not consider using it in the usual matches, because it would expose himself too much.

But this time, it's different.

After all

There are very reliable seniors behind him.

"It's almost over."

"It's so waiting."

Ziyuan, who had only relied on receiving serves, finally started to act.

With Hayama extinguishing the flames, Shishido and Feng are greeted next by the onslaught of Purple Plain.

"Bang!!"

“5-5！”

The first is the screen where the heavy artillery serve is intercepted.

Feng's heavy artillery serve was all resisted by Ziyuan without the slightest accident.

"It's a real fake."

"That kind of ball can react and catch."

"How can there be such a guy."

It's obviously huge, but the movements are not slow at all.

It was like an iron wall blocked in front of Shishido and Feng.

"You can't break through with heavy artillery serves"

No matter what kind of attack you attack, you will always be intercepted by Ziyuan.

The gesture that you can easily defend the stadium after half a step is a superb view.

"Bang!!"

“5-6！”

The score was overtaken, and if there was anything to look forward to, it was nothing more than how far Shishido and Feng could struggle.

"No matter how many times you watch it."

"Shihara's seniors are one of the players he doesn't want to face the most."

Takao put his hands in the pockets of his coat, and his tone was full of regret.

He understands the anxiety of the other party, and no matter what kind of ball is caught.

Instead, they couldn't catch the ball that came back

"Bang!!"

“0-15！”

This is not the first time that the racket has been knocked off the ground.

Even if you try your best to pick it up, it still won't change anything.

"Bang dang!"

“0-30！”

If you want to describe it in one sentence, it is probably the despair of falling into the abyss, right?

There is no hope or opportunity

"Bang!!"

“0-40！”

(Is that the end of it?) ）

The mood was extremely heavy, and Feng was unwilling to think that no matter how hard he tried, he was far inferior to the other party.

The balls are clearly flying in front of them but they seem.

base

Untouchable

"Drink, !!"

In that moment of discouragement, a familiar cry sounded in my ears,

"How can you admit defeat like this!"

"At least give me a stand and hold on!!"

"Chotaro!"

Faced with the final ball, Shishido clenched his racket with both hands and swung it forward.

That high momentum suddenly lifted Feng's sluggish mood.

"Bang!!"

"This game is won by Diguang Ziyuan and Hayama!"

"Score."

“5-7！”

But unfortunately, that momentum alone was not enough to block Ziyuan's shot.

The doubles No. 2 match ended in such a situation.

ps：

Complement, yesterday's.

Hurry up and fall asleep, I'm too sleepy, and my eyes are foggy when I code words.

(End of chapter)