[Net King] Dawn of the night

The two are now comparing endurance and strength. If they are a little impatient, the exorcism power of the two will burst out, and it will definitely hit this person severely.

The racket in Qianye's hand seemed to be alive, steadily catching every incoming ball and hitting back.But obviously, the movements of both of them are extremely fast and precise, so others can't find that their rackets have not touched the flying tennis balls at all.

Just when everyone thought that this kind of continuous sparring would continue indefinitely, Qianye suddenly turned the racket over the face the moment it touched the incoming ball, and then quickly, ruthlessly, and accurately hit a corner kick past.

The moment he hit that ball again, the dispelled exorcism power shot towards Qianye's backcourt, and Qianye calmly drew a colorless transparent barrier to cover that power, leading it into the ground.

Fujiwara Shu didn't expect Qianye to use this method to remove the exorcism power, so she didn't catch the ball.

"0-15!"

After half an hour.

Qianye followed the same pattern and used the same method for the following balls, hitting back unexpectedly when Fujiwara Shu couldn't take care of it.

The referee blew the whistle: "The Japanese side Feiyong Qianya won, the number of rounds is 4-5!"

She won the ninth round seemingly easily, but everyone who knew her couldn't ignore her increasingly pale cheeks and gradually dull eyes.

"Come on, Scarlet Yongqianye! Come on Scarlet Yongqianye! Come on Scarlet Yongqianye!"

"come on, come on, come on!"

"Crimson Yong! Scarlet Yong! Scarlet Yong!"

Suddenly, endless shouts erupted from the auditorium. Every voice seemed to be so impassioned, and every shout seemed to be full of enthusiasm and excitement.

Qianye finally moved the corners of his mouth slowly, and his dull eyes lit up again.

Fujiwara Shu was also slightly out of breath, but her condition was obviously better than Qianye's: "It really makes people want to destroy it... You who are so popular, I who are hated by people..." Fujiwara Shu seemed to be talking to Qianye, but it seemed that she was just muttering to herself.

"15-40! The final point of Scarlet Yong Qianye!" The referee blew a whistle, and excitement flashed in his eyes. This is really a wonderful and magical game.

Almost the same appearance, the unknown background and relationship between the two, the same strong strength, the ups and downs of the schedule, and their persistence and courage, all of these will undoubtedly become the biggest hot spot of this Japan-US friendship competition, even the first-year The famous tennis genius Echizen Ryoma was also overshadowed by their light.

Qianye took a few breaths, the obvious physical exhaustion made her very reluctant at this time.

Shu Fujiwara took a few breaths, and stood up straight on the opposite side: "Fujiwara Ye, I can tell you very clearly-this last ball will be your death, you'd better consider whether to continue."

The golden-white light on Qianye's body has faded, and the color of his face and lips is almost transparent: "It has reached this point... Do you think I will give up?" Qianye took a deep breath and pressed his throat. The fishy sweetness in the room spoke again, "If I win, please keep your promise. From the beginning to now, it has been an accident to be against you. I never thought of competing with you for anything, let alone becoming an enemy of you." , if we can live in peace, I think this game will be worth it."

A trace of inexplicable emotion flashed in Fujiwara Shu's eyes, which was finally replaced by sternness: "Do you think I will believe you? Or will I let you go? No matter what you say today, I will not soften my heart!"

Qianye twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly, and it seemed to be a smile: "Hey, I also find it hard to believe that I would say such a thing, maybe I have been in Japan for a long time. If it was before, I probably only Would you choose to fight to the death with you, and don't care whether it's necessary or not?" After Qianye finished speaking, he felt a little ridiculous, so he shook his head, bent down and took a good posture to continue serving.

The fierce ball was intercepted by Shu Fujiwara, and there seemed to be a pause when it hit back, but there was nothing wrong with it.

Qianye used his last strength to receive the ball, then added a slight frequency rotation to the ball, and finally swung the ball with all his might.

Seeing that Fujiwara Shu played the ball back according to the route he planned, Qianye immediately went to catch it, but almost vomited out the next second.

——That ball was just a phantom, and Qianye added a lot of air shield and strength to the racket before catching the ball, and with a single swing, the air shield was transferred to his abdomen, and at the same time, the feeling of powerlessness suddenly Let her fall to the ground.

The tennis ball hit the court on the other side, half a second later, and the referee immediately ruled: "30-40!" Immediately, he climbed off the referee's seat and ran towards Qianye, "Student Fei Yong, how do you feel?" Sample?"

Ignoring the pain and discomfort in his abdomen, Qianye's first reaction was to hug his right arm.

Seeing that both Tezuka and the referee rushed over, Qianye immediately wanted to stand up on the ground, but Tezuka ran over and hugged her first: "Xiaoye!" The bloodstain faintly leaking from the bandage on her right arm made her voice tremble with fright, "Xiaoye..." Qianye called out again, Tezuka could hardly imagine Fujiwara Shu's purpose.

If the result of going all out is to lose her, then he would rather his Xiao Ye is just a useless coward, a little fool!

As if seeing through Tezuka's thoughts, Qianye smiled lightly, helped Tezuka's hand to stand up, then pushed him away reluctantly and said, "There is still the last ball, you have to trust me, Guoguang." With a chuckle, Qianye Ye stared at Tezuka, "If I wasn't me, how could you fall in love with me?"

——Isn’t the one you love the original me?So, how can I change myself casually?This is love, isn't it?

Tezuka looked at Qianye, stood silently for nearly a minute, finally bowed silently to the referee, and then returned to the supervision seat.

The referee also knew Qianye's insistence. Although he knew that the match should be terminated immediately, but seeing Qianye's persistent gaze, he really couldn't open his mouth to interrupt the match.

Sighing, the referee had no choice but to ask her a few questions worriedly, and started the game again.

The so-called fight to the end, Qianye thoroughly interpreted the meaning of this sentence in this match.

The bloody left knee that kept running; the bloody right arm that kept waving; the blood-stained bandages, the looming golden-white light—shocked everyone present...

I don't know how long the last ball lasted back and forth. Both sides were very direct and straight balls. The repeated movements did not become stiff due to repeated repetitions.

Shu Fujiwara asked with her eyes: Are you really at any cost?

And Qianye's eyes are undoubtedly firm and decisive: No-sorry-any-pay-price! ! !For that man, the man who gave her affection and freedom, Fei Yong Yuanyi, she must persevere.

The last ball finally came, and there were three tennis balls shot at her rapidly, including two phantom balls and only one real ball.

Knowing that the real ball would give her a fatal blow, Qianye still received the ball without hesitation, and hit back with all her strength.

Qian Shi's eyes widened suddenly, and he slammed his fist on the wall next to him: "I can't take it!"

Everyone looked at him in surprise: "What?..."

After that, the crowd was silent again.

It is said to be a tennis phantom, but it is actually the embodiment of Shu Fujiwara's exorcism.

The moment he caught the tennis ball, two phantom tennis balls passed through Qianye's chest.A lot of people notice this, but think it's just an illusion, or hallucination, of the ball going too fast.No one knew it was the actual fatal attack.

Qianye's return ball passed the net in an instant, and hit Fujiwara Shu's field with a "boom".At the same time, Qianye spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body gradually went limp.

"The Japanese team Scarlet Yongqianye won! The number of rounds is 4-6!"

At the same time as the sound of the referee reporting the score came out, the audience in the entire stadium stood up.All of them opened their eyes wide in horror, watching the figure in the field who seemed to be worshiped by blood gradually fall to the ground.

I don't know when it appeared, dressed in a black suit, with stiff facial features, with a fierce aura, looking at the man opposite Fujiwara Shu with murderous eyes--that man, suddenly appeared, and hugged the figure who was about to fall .

In another direction, stood Hiyong Yuanichi who was also in a black suit; and in the other direction, stood Tezuka in a dark blue sportswear.

"Long time no see, Zhuosheng." Fujiwara Shu's face was also extremely ugly, she was just at the end of her battle now.

"I won't kill you, Fujiwara Shu, I will let you know what life is better than death." Zhui Sheng said this sentence word by word, and unconsciously hugged the body that was as vigorous as silk in his arms.

"Hehe, I've heard this more than once." Fujiwara Shu covered her mouth and smiled softly, but after a while she coughed sadly.She really tried her best this time, but at the same time she was hit hard.

Fei Yongyuan walked slowly to Fujiwara Shu's side, stretched out his hand to support her falling body, but said to Coni Shengyeyan: "You can take Xiaoye to our former villa, Chitose Yinzai."

His black eyes stared coldly at Fei Yongyuan for a while, then he picked up Qianye without saying a word, and said to Tezuka at the side, "After finishing the matter, come to the villa before Xiaoye." He paused After a while, Zhui Sheng spoke again, "I will settle our account with you."

Tezuka clenched his hands hanging by his side, then loosened them immediately: "I will go there as soon as possible." For Xiaoye, he will not back down.

Zhui Shengyeyan took a rare look at Tezuka with straight eyes, and then a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, but in the end he left the gymnasium without saying a word.

Almost all the people I met along the way subconsciously made way for this mysterious and stern man, without making a sound.

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Second watch~~~~