Iris Wisdom Teeth

isariddleit? (I don’t know, is that a kind of riddle?)” Chris held the racket and replied with a smile, seemingly relaxed, but his eyes were completely focused on the opponent’s ball, and he didn’t relax at all.

"Really."

The ball bouncing on the ground rebounded, and returned steadily to Echizen's hand, holding the small yellow ball tightly in his hand, Echizen slightly raised the corner of his mouth: "Well, even if you now regret, I will not let you. (Well, even if you start to regret now, I won't let you go either.)"

After finishing speaking, he threw the ball up, bent his knees slightly, jumped up, hit the tennis ball in the air with the racket accurately, and served the ball out. affectation.

Chris also reacted immediately, saw the timing, and prepared to swing the racket at the moment it bounced, but the ball, which was supposed to bounce back steadily, just turned around and went straight to the ground at an impossible angle. his face away.

The ball was so fast and powerful that the reflexive nerves flashed past the ball resentfully, but it still scratched his face.

Watching the ball bounce off the wall and roll again, Chris felt a burning pain on his cheek, and was a little dazed for a while.

"15─0"

Hearing the sound of the referee's judgment, Chris came back to his senses, wiped his cheeks, but found blood on his hands, and immediately realized that he was disfigured.

He stared fiercely at Echizen on the opposite side: "You..."

Before he could say the bad words, Echizen's eyes became even colder, showing disdain and anger...

The smile on the lips didn't have any warmth at all.

"Isaid, I will not let you. (I said, I will not let you go.)"

Echizen narrowed his eyes, his golden eyes reflected Chris's distressed appearance.

The game continues.

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With the passage of time, the game has entered a fever pitch.

The entire vast stadium was silent at this moment, and all the audience held their breath, unwilling to miss every moment and every action.

Chris was panting heavily, his collar was soaked with sweat, and he had long since lost his initial ease.

He never imagined that he would be completely suppressed now.

The current situation is 5─4, 30─15, Echizen leads.

How come, this is impossible, I am actually behind now!

Echizen Ryoma should still be injured, why can he still move so flexibly.

Chris is out of breath, every point is crucial now, and every ball consumes a lot of his physical strength and concentration.

And Echizen is still in a state of panting slightly, and his physical strength is not exhausted, so he obviously still has a lot of energy to spare.

Those golden pupils were always calm and clear, without any flustered impurities.

Chris was very unconvinced, and hated the other party's unmoved eyes very much, which proved that he had no strength to break the other party's composure.

That's exactly what I am now.

Echizen Ryoma's strength has become so powerful. Compared with last year, he looks like a different person.

Chris really underestimated each other completely.

Last year, he experienced the power of Echizen Ryoma, which was indeed very remarkable, but he still won. Although it was very lucky, a narrow victory is still a victory.

But this year, he tried his best and didn't practice too lazily, but with his current appearance, he gradually couldn't keep up with the opponent's speed.

The growth is really amazing, such a person is really a monster.

Echizen let out a breath, and glanced lightly at Chris.

In the sharp eyes, there is a hidden fire of indifference, and every shot is aggressive, which caught Chris off guard and caused a lot of damage to his body.

These were minor scrapes and were okay, but what Chris didn't understand was the other's behavior.

The previous Echizen Ryoma hadn't been so targeted, why did it feel completely different this time, it seemed like a deliberate attack, intended to hurt him but not make him unable to move.

It's almost like deliberately humiliating for revenge... revenge! ?

As soon as the word came to mind, Chris was so frightened that cold sweat broke out all over his body, and he almost couldn't hold the racket steadily.

No way?

impossible!

"Hey."

Hearing the calling from the opposite side, he raised his eyes subconsciously, and what caught his eyes was Echizen's condescending smile. For some reason, he panicked inexplicably.

There was still some traces of sweat streaming down his cheeks due to exercise, but he couldn't conceal the other party's overconfidence. He looked so rebellious and dazzling, like a high-ranking prince.

"How was beatentaste? (How was it like to be beaten?)" He tilted his head slightly and said with a mocking smile.

"!!"

With just such a sentence, Chris understood it thoroughly.

On the surface, this person who seems to be cared for is more calm and introverted than imagined, and even more bottomless.

I knew it a long time ago, it was he who sent someone to hurt him.

I knew it a long time ago, but I still participated in the competition without hesitation. At this moment, standing in front of him and smiling as if I despise how boring and meaningless everything Chris has done.

It was like telling him that even if he played tricks, he, Echizen Ryoma, would not lose.

And it has to be repaired twice as well.

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London, England.

It was already night, the sky had already darkened, and the air that was about to enter winter was a bit chilly.

London has a temperate oceanic climate with high air humidity, which is prone to fog.

It just rained lightly, and when the humidity arrived, the street at night was covered in a white mist, and the driving vehicles could only see the lights flashing in the white mist, which looked more mysterious with illusion.

Not long after Fuji Zhouzhu came back from the studio, he immediately entered the room, used the computer to process the photos of this issue, and hurried back to work with the one-month progress that had fallen behind.

After taking a sip of coffee, he listened to the radio that he deliberately turned on, but his hands didn't stop moving.

『Article XXthUSOpenmen's singles finals, the current score is──...... (The XXth US Open men's singles finals, the current score is──......)』

After listening to the live game for a long time, he processed the photos uninterruptedly, occasionally took a sip of coffee, and then continued to move the mouse, repairing and repairing the photos on the screen.

Finally, when he finished the color contrast and was about to trim the outline, the person hosting the radio shouted out excitedly.

"ArticleXXsession, theme's singlesfinals, theresultscameout, the championship──EchizenRyoma! (The XXth Men's Singles Finals, the results are announced, the champion—Echizen Ryoma!)』

Bu Er, who had been buried in computer editing, stopped his hands at this moment, with a gentle smile on his lips, and then continued to work.

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It is said that this chapter finally understands the foreshadowing set at the beginning.

From the very beginning of the story, His Highness the Prince lost at the US Open, but now he has made up for it! (The plot of 03, hehe)

Flower & Teeth·53

"ArticleXXsession, themsinglesfinals, theresultscameout, the championship--EchizenRyomal! (The XXth Men's Singles Finals, the results are out, the champion--Echizen Ryoma!)"

When the referee loudly announced Echizen Ryoma's victory, at that moment, no one had reacted yet.

The audience was stunned for a moment, and then burst into astonishing applause, accompanied by full of praise.

After many years, the Four Grand Slams were finally won by Echizen Ryoma again today.

The history of tennis has been refreshed once again.

"Ternific, toomuch! (It's great, it's really amazing!)"

"EchizenRyomal, congratulationsah! (Echizen Ryoma, congratulations!)"

"FourGrandSlam, thefourGrandSlam (four Grand Slam, four Grand Slam!)"

Everyone was so excited that they stood up and applauded desperately. The volume of voices from more than 2 people in the audience was astonishing. The cheers shook people's hearts and cheered, but made Echizen feel a little uncomfortable.

"……Still a long way to go."

Pulling down the brim of the hat slightly to cover his eyes, even if he is as proud as him, he is just a child who is purely happy because of victory.

When the winner was decided, Chris's head went blank.

...lost?He lost?

He raised his head and faced Mr. Mike and other bosses in the auditorium. Everyone's expression was very ugly.

He was even too angry to speak.

The huge amount of money involved in a game is unimaginable to others.

Chris invested almost all his assets in this competition...however, he lost