Net King: This player is backed by justice

"Well done bro!"

"I was really shocked when I saw that guy look like a different person before."

Fuji Shusuke's eyes were gentle, and he looked at Fuji Yuta in front of him with a smile on his face. From time to time, he gently responded to Fuji Yuta's words.

You can see quite a sense of satisfaction and happiness on Fuji Shusuke's face.

Perhaps, when Fuji Yuta looked at Fuji Shusuke with admiring eyes, Fuji Shusuke had achieved his highest achievement.

"Di Gong is really easy to understand."

Jinguji Hikaru laughed and shook his head, looking like he couldn't bear it.

"The rest is up to you two."

"OK!"

Kikumaru smiled and raised his thumb to Jinguji Hikari, full of confidence and energy.

"Kikumaru-sama is in % condition today."

Dashi nodded steadily.

"Don't worry, we will definitely win."

The defeat of Yushi Ninzu cast a shadow over Hyotei's atmosphere, and the unfavorable impact of the start greatly affected the momentum of Hyotei's cheerleading team.

What should I do? Are we going to lose again?

Can we only come here again this year?

But, I really want to win.

Is there no other way?

Frustrated, disappointed, discouraged.

Hochotaro looked at the disappointed Hyotei cheerleaders with moved eyes, and Yushi Ninzu who had covered his head with a towel since just now and said nothing.

What should I do? The atmosphere is really not good.

Everyone seems to have lost confidence. What should we do?

I should say something.

Don't give up or something like that.

But why can't I speak?

Am I afraid?

Hochotaro's eyes flickered, worry mixed with the fear of failure in the face of the pressure of everyone's expectations and unsatisfactory results.

He didn't have the courage to guarantee it, or in other words, even he was affected by the crowd's atmosphere at this moment and didn't think he could win the next game.

If Shishido-senpai and I lose again.

Just when Houchotaro was at a loss, a firm voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Why are you still standing there? Chotaro!"

Like the light breaking through the fog, the somewhat serious tone instantly brought Hochotaro's unfocused eyes back to attention.

"Shishido-senpai."

Hochotaro looked at Ryo Shido with emotion.

Shishido Ryo's eyes were firm, without any burden at all. In other words, he had already made up his mind, and in order to fulfill his responsibilities, he had developed a strong will to never give up.

Shido Ryo looked at Houchotaro and said in a deep voice: "There is nothing to be afraid of. When it comes to failures, I have far more times than you. Is it possible that just because of a few failures, I have to give up the possibility of winning next and completely deny it?" alone!"

"Are you going to do this! Chotaro!"

Hochotaro stood up straight instinctively, with a solemn and eager expression, and shouted loudly: "No, no matter how many times I fail, I, I want to continue fighting with Shishido-senpai."

When Houchotaro said this, his eyes were firm and sincere.

"I want to win the game with Shishido-senpai!"

"This is the right thing to do."

After listening to Houchotaro's words, Shishido Ryo couldn't help but smile, and his voice became a little more relaxed.

"Then, let's use our performance to win applause and cheer for ourselves."

"Join me and lead everyone to cheer up."

"Show them the pride and courage of our Ice Emperor!"

"In our Hyokui, there is no such word as fear!!!"

"Yes, Shishido-senpai!"

Under the leadership of Shishido Ryo, Hochotaro completely eliminated his previous negative emotions and cheered up again. His firm will can be clearly seen in his clear eyes.

"Starting from now on, Hyotei's doubles number two, Ryo Shishito, and Hochotaro will face off against Seigaku's doubles number two, Oishi Kikumaru."

After guessing the first, Ice Emperor took the lead and won the right to serve.

Hochotaro stood at the bottom line, constantly adjusting his breathing.

Must, must use this ball to rekindle everyone's hope!

Hochotaro's eyes were extremely solemn, he gave Oishi and Kikumaru a strong look, and then decisively threw the tennis ball into the air.

"One goal goes to the soul!"

"Oh!"

A roar like a cannonball sounded, and when people reacted, the tennis ball had already hit the guardrail behind Dashi heavily.

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound is like the rustling of leaves in the wind.

The guardrail trembled like a wave.

The audience standing behind the guardrail looked stunned and horrified, and subconsciously backed away one after another.

"115-0!"

The referee was also surprised by the momentum of Hochotaro's goal, and his tone couldn't help but stutter.

What a great serve.

Atobe Keigo looked at the resolute-looking Houchotarou, his eyes flashed with a hint of satisfaction, and a reserved smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Our Hyokui first graders are also very reliable.

The Hyotei cheerleaders stared at this scene with their mouths agape, looking at Houchotaro's unwavering expression, the roar like a heavy artillery just now echoed in their minds.

I don't know why, but there seems to be a renewed strength in my heart.

"ice King."

"ice King."

"ice King!"

"Ice Emperor! Ice Emperor! Ice Emperor!"

The loud cheering sound sounded again, and the roar of heavy artillery finally broke the shadow of failure of the Hyokuei cheerleading team, cheering up again and believing in the players on the court.

"Ice Emperor! Ice Emperor! Ice Emperor!"

Uniform slogans continued to sound, and the whole place echoed with a unified voice.

Every chant of the Ice Emperor cheerleading team was an invisible impact, and the bone-chilling cold air constantly paralyzed the will and body of the opponents.

The reaction is slow, the heart is hesitant, and the eyes are flickering.

At this moment, Oishi and Kikumaru's opponents were no longer as simple as Shishito and Feng, but more than two hundred members of Hyotei, including the entire Hyotei Tennis Club.

How about it, Jinguji Hikaru, this is my uncle's Ice Emperor, this is my uncle's kingdom.

Atobe Keigo looked at Jinguji Hikari opposite with pride and provocation.

Jinguji Hikari remained indifferent while listening to Hyōtei's slogans, with a careless smile on his face.

Is it scary? But my members don’t seem to think so.

"Dashi, they are so noisy."

When they exchanged positions, Kikumaru looked unhappy as he listened to Hyotei's shouts.

Dashi smiled calmly and said: "You really can't underestimate them, but"

Oishi looked at Kikumaru with trusting eyes.

"It's better to let them be quiet for a while."

"OK, leave it to me, Mr. Kikumaru!"

Kikumaru smiled and gestured OK to Dashi.

Shindo Ryo had been observing the expressions of Oishi and Kikumaru calmly, and found that the two of them were not affected in any way, and from their eyes, Shindo Ryo could feel the slightest sense of danger.

He frowned, turned around and looked at Houchotarou who was a little excited because of the goal he just scored. He paused for a moment, and then said cautiously.

"Don't be careless, Chotaro. Your next opponent is Kikumaru. His dynamic vision and reflexes are superior. Don't be careless."

"Ah, it's senior!"

Hochotaro's face tightened and he quickly calmed down his expression.

Chotaro, you are so careless. How can you be so complacent?

Seeing Houchotaro's self-reproaching eyes, Shido Ryo smiled softly.

"However, that shot just now was really beautiful. Let me show it by playing another shot."

Houchotaro was startled and looked happy.

"Yes!"

After re-adjusting, Hochotaro's eyes calmed down again, and he looked firmly at Kikumaru, who had a confident and relaxed smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were equally focused and concentrated.

Being stared at by Kikumaru without blinking, Hochotaro couldn't help but feel a lot of pressure.

He felt that every little move he made at this time was clearly seen by Kikumaru.

You must not make mistakes, otherwise you will be caught.

Such thoughts were like invisible chains, making Houchotaro feel like he was truly restrained.

No, I absolutely cannot let you down!

Despite the pressure in his heart, Hochotaro threw the tennis ball into the air with decisive eyes.

"One goal goes to the soul!"

"Oh!"

There was another roar, but the difference was that as the roar sounded, Kikumaru's figure moved at the same time.

Subsequently

"Oh!"