[Net King] Wang Lihai

"Why...why..." Irie's voice was clear from the beginning to vague at the end, a little hoarse, with tremolo, and the tone lost the tenderness at the beginning.

Irie's eyes widened slightly, full of disbelief, and he gritted his teeth tightly. Even the muscles on his cheeks twitched unconsciously because of his teeth gnashing too much. , while the other hand slashed across the plastic field of the court, then clenched his fist tightly and propped up his upper body. The clothes on his body were even stained with dirt because of the save just now, but he, who always loves to be clean, has no leisure to take care of.

"Liar!!"

Tanejima outside the field was originally expressionless, but after witnessing this scene, he couldn't help sighing.

That child... so pitiful...

Nioh slapped his face with a slap, with such exaggerated acting skills, they were fooled by Senior Irie in their previous life... Nioh tried hard to remember, and suddenly hit his fist with a fist, ah, yes, high school students who know everything I can't tell the truth, and I wasn't here in my last life. Of course, no one saw that Senior Irie was acting... Nioh, who didn't want to witness the "tragedy", just broke the can and broke it. I don't know where to take him out. The ultra-high-definition camera shot directly at Irie and Atobe on the field.

Yukimura and Tokugawa, who were also in the stands, glanced at each other, but they were unanimously unanimous in not stopping Nioh's thoughts.

on the field.

The sixth game has begun.

For high school students, if Irie loses this game again, it means they have failed completely... Many people bit their lips, and some couldn't bear to continue watching.

As for the middle school students, if Atobe wins another game, they will win!Only a few goals in one game!How long did it take just 5 rounds?The joy of the middle school students overflowed intuitively from the auditorium, and almost spread to the people in other stadiums.

Excessive excitement and joy not only turned into smiles on the corners of the onlookers' mouths, but also cheered loudly, "Atobe! Atobe! Atobe!!!"

Except for Senior Ghost, whose sense of existence is so high that no one dares to sit with him, his expression... not only does not have any mood swings related to happiness, but even a little dignified.

"Could it be... Could it be that I would lose to this kid?!" Irie's eyes were full of shock, and beads of sweat were densely covered on his forehead. It seemed that this duel with Atobe was quite a burden for him .

"What high school students, junior high school students!" Atobe glanced disdainfully at Irie, who was a little embarrassed on the opposite side, "If you are still attached to this in your heart, then you have already lost!"

"Tennis is all about strength!" There seemed to be stars in Atobe's eyes, which were the most ardent love for his favorite competitive sport.

"Before the start of this training camp, you might have been better...but that's been a long time ago," Atobe raised his hand and waved his clap, "My uncle's evolution is accelerating every day!" Just watch, Every ball you hit, I will hit it back!

"Into... How could evolution accelerate every day!"

With a high-definition camera and top-notch radio equipment, Yukimura pointed his finger on the railing, and couldn't help but comment, "The interim lines are a bit bad."

Tokugawa on the side pulled his tennis bag, "Yukimura, that's not the point."

"Let's hurry up and get serious, let's pass five rounds or something..." Although it looks interesting, it's rare to see the excitement of Atobe.However, I always feel that the first five rounds are a bit of a waste of time.As a staunch supporter of being able to cut zero and never concede a point, Yukimura does not like this kind of counterattack drama where 5 chases 7.Of course, it is still possible to watch it as a pastime.

"I feel that except for the lines that need to be improved, the others are really good. Senior Irie's face is flustered, his eyes are shocked, and there is cold sweat, tsk, every drop of sweat is making the show..." King Ni didn't feel it at all, picking other people's performances outside the venue There is nothing wrong with it, but before he finished speaking, Yukimura tapped his head lightly behind him.

Yukimura looked at him helplessly, who was pretending to be hurt and sweating to deceive the public's feelings, but Yagyu took advantage of him instead.Now I can still find fault with other people's performances.

King Ren stuck out his tongue lightly, and "Moe" passed the test.

And on the field, the last ball has been played.

Atobe's insight was fully opened, "Your blind spots... I have seen all of them! Frozen..." Countless pieces of ice fell on the half-field of the river...but in the next moment, they all shattered into powder, "No... dead end?"

A syllable appeared unconsciously on the edge of Irie's lips, and the slightly raised arc made the smile look quite meaningful.

"Boom!"

When Atobe came back to his senses, he only saw the sound of a tennis ball hitting the ground from behind...

"Do you see it?"

Different from the flustered and shocked expression just now, Senior Irie, who has always been gentle and friendly, finally poked his head out of the wrapped cocoon.

Atobe suddenly remembered the casual and gentle smile on his expression when he met this senior that night.Then, the first sentence he spoke was to throw out Shishido and the others who sneaked in with a smile.

This made him think of Yukimura and Nioh for a moment.

Yukimura is not a person who smiles often, although his expression is very gentle when facing strangers outside, but it is more polite and polite.If you see Yukimura's daily life with Li Hai's teammates, and then see how he gets along with strangers on weekdays, you won't feel how kind and gentle he is.But when Yukimura is on the court, he will have this kind of expression. Although Yukimura has no interest in acting, his expression is very similar to Irie, that kind of carelessness, but just to suppress your feeling.

As for Nioh, I don't know if Nioh has exchanged his acting experience with Irie?Although he has never had a serious fight with Nioh, it seems that all his opponents who watched Nioh acting seriously would have the hidden danger of mania.

The game seemed to be back to the beginning, but the one-sided object was reversed. Irie was originally a player who was good at speed, and his reaction and explosive power were also the top in the training camp today.And when he got serious, the 5 rounds that Atobe led was not enough at all.

[This game was won by Irie!The score is 4-5! 】

Putting the racket on his shoulder, Irie smiled and said, "Okay, Atobe-san, let's work hard!" The smile was sunny and warm, but Atobe only felt cold, colder than his ice world , It seems that just looking at it, the whole person will be frozen.

"Asshole." Atobe turned his face to the side, and looked at Irie opposite him, his eyes became even sharper.

The junior high school students onlookers were a little shocked by Irijiang's strength at this time. The ghost who had been sitting alone stood up and talked about Irijiang with this group of "futures". "Irie's strength lies in his ability to see into the opponent's heart...and prepare the battle strategy in advance," Ghost already had a rough idea of ​​the outcome of this match.

All along, no one can defeat him after being overwhelmed by Irie.

[This game was won by Irie!The score is 6-5! 】

Irie took the lead.The insight that Atobe is proud of was completely used by Irie, and he saw a blind spot.

"It's full of flaws, Atobe-kun, it's you!" Irie actually likes the young man in front of him very much. As the invisible boss of the training camp, he has seen Atobe still training in the middle of the night more than once.Those who work hard will always be favored by people, whether it is Tokugawa, or Yukimura, or Atobe.It is precisely because of this that he, who is not as enthusiastic as his appearance, will help them, hoping that they will be stronger.

Is this warm hearted?Perhaps, in the eyes of some people, this is true.But for Irie, he is just completing a work of art, and only needs a small change, a little bit of coloring, which will lead to different patterns after firing.

Atobe did not refute Irie's words, or rather, Irie's words reminded him of himself who used to study in England.At that time, his strength was still very weak. Europeans were much stronger than Asians. Tennis is a sport that requires strength, speed and explosive power.In the same age group, Asians really suffer.When I first started playing tennis, being taunted was a daily occurrence.

Then what?Give up because you were ridiculed?Give up because you can't compare?Atobe chose to continue fighting, and the word "abandon" is an insult to his aesthetics.

[No matter what others say, this is my only way. ] Atobe's expression relaxed for a moment. Although his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, his expression now looked much better than at the beginning of the game.

"It seems that I have awakened..."

The snow flakes as white as jade suddenly fell, not very big, nor very dense, like feathers falling gently, or catkins in spring.

Yukimura looked up at the somewhat dark sky, and stretched out his hand to catch a flake of snow. The first snow was not heavy, and it fell on Yukimura's hand, and it melted into water within a few seconds through the conduction of body temperature, "It's a bit appropriate for the occasion."

Tokugawa was a little confused, so he looked suspiciously at Senior Taneshima next to him.

Tanejima shrugged with a smile, but didn't answer or ask.

On the contrary, Nioh, who was holding a camera at the side, sighed with a smile, "As expected of Atobe! The king of ice... even the gods cheer him for his big move!"

The game on the field is still going on, and the pursuit of each ball is getting longer and longer.For Atobe, tennis is more than just an ordinary competitive sport.Tennis carries self-esteem, friendship, glory, and more important things.

"I said it before the game! You guys are too young!"

In the eyes of entering the river, the ice on the opposite side of the track is everywhere, and they are all blind spots.

The next moment, the ice cube shattered.

Just like him after the 5th game, but more heartily.

If you can't match your strength, compare your physical strength; if you can't compare your physical strength, compare your willpower.Who can stand longer, run longer, fight longer.What if you can't see your opponent's blind spots?Then see through his bones, joints, muscles.See the absolute dead angle that the human joints cannot reach!You can't even react!

This is my uncle's tennis ball!

Atobe jumped high, and Irie in front of him had nowhere to hide in his eyes. He clasped his right hand hard, and the golden light was as dazzling as the sun, breaking through the slowly falling snowflakes and directly hitting Irie's field.

"Atobe Kingdom."

Looking at the quiet and still tennis on his own court, and Atobe who had stood up from the ground on the opposite court, Irie's smile finally brought a little warmth.

The ice and snow have just melted.

"Come and play, Atobe-kun," Irie said with a smile, "Your favorite protracted battle."

[This round is won by Atobe!The score is 6-6! 】

Split evenly.

Next, is the tiebreaker.

Shinobu clenched his fist tightly, obviously he was not on the stage, but the sweat on his forehead was no less than that of Atobe on the stage.will win!That's the trace department!

Atobe's left ankle was twisted because of the buffer just after landing, and the protracted battle that he was originally good at and loved has become a burden for him.Forbearance is okay, I can restrain my emotions, and the eye sockets of the elementary school student Feng who is beside me are already moist.

That's their minister!

Feng really wanted to rush forward desperately, desperately wanting to stop this match!Call the referee to abstain!I want to tell Atobe to give up!

However, he knew that Atobu would not listen, and he could never stop the minister.He was their minister, he knew that.In many cases, games, honors, and even teammates are more important to Atobe than himself.

Why did you ask Minister Atobe to go through this!Why does Atobe come to fight this last stand every time...?

……

[99-98! 】

[99-99! 】

[100-99! 】

"Is it okay? Atobe-kun?" Atobe lifted the ball.

"It's time to end! Does it really hurt?" Atobe drew back the diagonal ball.

"Don't be self-willed! You are almost over!" Atobe dunked the high ball.

……

[186-185! 】

[186-186! 】

[187-186! 】

The score is tight!

It's almost [-] goals... Irie is a little bit broken, if he can make a fuss about Atobe's left ankle sprain at the beginning, forcing Atobe to give up.It's been so long... Some injuries really need to be dealt with as soon as possible!If Atobe didn't give up, he really couldn't hold back the expression on his face.

"So it's not acting..." The brat on the opposite side sighed at this moment!

Irie was almost laughed angrily, but couldn't hold back the panic on his face.Taking the opportunity to calm down, he made his expression a little more nervous and flustered.

Maybe it was observing Irie's expression, or maybe it was really unable to hold on. After Atobe swung his racket back again, he lost his balance and fell, and his whole back hit the protective wall outside the court heavily.

The golden tennis ball, the speed of the ball is not fast, and it flies towards the court entering the river.

"What, is this the end?" Irie raised his hand and waved...

Feng, who was more fragile outside the court, tightly closed his eyes.

Minister of the trace department...

"boom!"

"Boom!"

The first sound didn't seem to be the sound of a tennis ball hitting the ground...

Feng opened his eyes and saw Senior Irie's racket fell to the ground, his right hand rested on his left arm, the tennis ball lay quietly in Senior Irie's half court, there was still a short distance from the out-of-bounds line.

"I'm afraid of you."

Irie's tone was very gentle, with a sense of relief and helplessness.

[187-187! 】

【competition is over!draw! 】