Congratulations to the king of the net for capturing a genius

更新时间2016-1-2420：25：16字数：2887

Shiraishi's choice... what is it?

Under the nervous gaze of everyone, Ding Zi's brown-haired young man had a tense expression, his arms stretched, and he stepped forward with a wrong step——

"He went to pick it up!"

"Will the racket be pierced this time?"

The audience's focus was on Shiraishi's move to catch the ball, but those who thought more realized the direction behind this choice.

"Mori-senpai's idea...is it a success?" Kikumaru asked uncertainly.

"Not necessarily?" Echizen leaned his arm on the railing and looked down, "Maybe Shiraishi-senpai has reacted... Eh?! Could it be..."

But in the scene, Baishi's figure shifted quickly, holding the pat with both hands, and swung the pat vigorously with a loud shout——

"Aha!!!"

"Boom!!!" Accompanied by sizzling sparks, the yellow-green ball bounced and flickered on the racket facing Baishi, and suddenly kept flying at an extremely fast speed with the effect of lightning and thunder, and flew towards the opposite The field flies obliquely!All the astonishing attacks were returned to Maori's grounds.

"Senior Maori, can you catch the kind of ball you hit?"

Kikumaru murmured nervously.

But no one answered him.Everyone's eyes followed the terrifying ball, watching it rampage towards Maori's field, watching Maori moving fast as if to catch the ball, watching...

"Ugh!!!"

The whole audience sighed in unison—I thought we could see a wonderful moment, but the ball flew out of bounds all the way with lightning and thunder, smashed a scorched black mark on the ground beyond the sideline, bounced hard, and then slammed It hit the side net of the venue, and spun wildly for a while at a high place before slowly releasing all the strength, patter, and landed on the ground.

"30-0, Maori!"

Even so, this ball told everyone a fact that couldn't be clearer - Shiraishi could catch the ball and hit it back!And there is still a set and a half behind, which is enough for a player of Baishi's level to slowly figure out how to return the ball within bounds.

So... Maori's trump card, is it about to be broken?

But to everyone's surprise, although Shiraishi successfully hit the "angry electrode", in the next two rounds, any catches would go out of bounds.Even in Shiraishi's serve, Mori seems to have evolved suddenly and can play a slightly weaker, but it is still a derivative of "Wrath Electrode".Maoli, who still maintains a terrifying physical strength and state, hits very hard one by one, making Shiraishi look difficult to parry.

"7-2! Maori!" With the referee's judgment, the second set with a big difference ended.

"The score is even again now." At the group of people in Qingxue, Taocheng scratched his head, "It was really a fierce competition. And... is Senior Maori the Popeye who ate spinach? Won't you get tired?"

"It should be some kind of secret method." Qian took a notebook and wrote vigorously, "It can increase his physical strength and drink energy for a short time, so that he will not feel tired, but it is really rare for such a long-lasting."

"Mori-senpai is riding a tiger right now." Tezuka gave his opinion succinctly, "If you don't exhaust your energy, you can't stop in this state." So... it depends on when he has no strength at all.

"Tsk, this kind of overdraft, I'm afraid I will have to lie in bed for three days in the future?" Taocheng also understood what Mao Li's situation was, and shook his head again and again, "It's not worth it, it's not worth it."

"It's fine if you win, but it's really not worth it if you lose." Kawamura smiled honestly.

Of course, Maori didn't have the energy to think about whether it was worth it or not.He is completely full of enthusiasm now, it seems that what flows in his veins is not blood, but magma, a stimulant, the uncontrollable urge to run and roar, to play the most intense game is rolling, and he can't restrain it at all.

This is already the third game of the third set.

Mori leads 3-0, Shiraishi can't take the lead, under the offensive that burns through the atmosphere like a meteorite, he can only dodge, dodge, and defend temporarily.But points are lost bit by bit.

——It can't be like this anymore.

Baishi took a breath, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was an unfathomable light in his eyes: "Senior is very powerful, I don't think I can continue like this."

"Huh?" This sentence could be heard by the audience close to the venue, Marui gasped, "Isn't it? Shiraishi is so tolerant? If there is a trump card, it's time to use it?"

"It's probably an uncontrollable trick with the same side effects as Maori-senpai." Bu Er guessed, "Speaking of which, the dimensional level itself is to allow players to maximize the mobilization of various abilities of the body, stimulate physical fitness, and use more A systematic way to allocate the body's various focus points, power points, etc. So the dimensional-level tricks will have a higher utilization rate of energy than other tricks. However, just like when my frozen light year was first developed , Every time you use it, you will consume a lot of energy. When the trick is not complete, the side effects are very obvious. Senior Maori, and Zang Lin, should be in the half-development stage of the trick, so I will use it at this time, for sure There will be all kinds of problems."

——But, why don’t both sides of the competition know this?But in order to win, no one can hold back and can only do their best.Mao Li wants to win the third game as soon as possible and establish Li Hai's championship glory. Shiraishi can't let the game lose in his own hands, and wants to hand it over to his teammates behind to save the disadvantage.Therefore, both of them are fighting with their backs, and neither of them can retreat.

At the end of the fight, you don't care whether the trick is complete or how bad the side effects are, so use it first and then talk about it.

"The Beginning of Light!"

In Shiraishi Qingyue's voice, the yellow-green ball drew a graceful arc and flew lightly to Mao Li's frontcourt.It is the beginning of the Bible, the beginning of God's creation of the world, there must be light, and then there is light.Light is the beginning of everything and the beginning of all stories and legends.A simple and bright line cuts through Cen Ge's eternal night. It is simple and fast, without any fancy or extra curve rotation. One fast and one clever is enough.

The ball landed a foot in front of Maori's outstretched arm, twirled around, and then stopped.

"Zang Lin... has mastered all the most basic skills to perfection." Buer commented accordingly.Shiraishi's tricks seem to be as gorgeous and exquisite as Budu, as earth-shattering as Sanada, as grand as Yukimura, as unexpected as Echizen. They are all the most basic swings, wrong steps, shifts, and hitting the ball... But those experiences The movements that have been condensed through thousands of years of practice, every move and every style, are the same when he plays them at different times. From the range of movements to the effect of the ball, there is never any deviation.The basic style of play, in his case, is played to an artistic extreme.

Shiraishi scored.

"30-15, Shiraishi!...Maori? Maori?!"

The referee's surprised and panicked voice came from the loudspeaker clearly. There was a moment of silence and then a moment of turmoil in the entire audience venue. Although it was quickly restrained, everyone still had different concerns or concerns. Doubt or gloating eyes looked at the venue.

——Maori lay on the ground quietly.After the failed save just now, he lay there motionless.There was already a gasp of horror coming from the auditorium, and no one knew what had happened.

"Senior Maori!" Lihai's first-year candidates all jumped over the railing or went around and ran down the stands.Although Ruliu, Buer and the others had guessed something, they were still unavoidably worried.

Baishi was the closest, turned over the China Open and came to Mao Li's side, half knelt down and put his hand on his shoulder tentatively: "Senior Mao Li?" No response was received.

Shiraishi became a little nervous and didn't dare to act rashly - after all, moving the wounded or sick rashly when the situation is unknown may cause secondary injury, so he just reached out and touched the main artery on the side of Maori's neck to feel his heartbeat and body temperature .everything is normal.It's just because the intense exercise is a little faster.

"Zang Lin, what's the matter?" They came quickly—and the referee went to call the medical staff outside.

"Not sure, no response." Shiraishi raised his head and looked at Fuji, with a worried expression.

"Senior Maori has no medical history, so it should be just an overdraft." Liu calmly judged, while signaling to Liusheng, who came from a medical family, "Liusheng, can you take a look?"

"Please step aside a little, everyone. It would be better to leave enough space for Senior Maori." Yagyu asked a group of Lihai, Qingxue, and Sitianbaoji members to back off, "Then——please help me, Shiraishi-kun, to adjust Take the posture of senior Maori and let him lie flat."

Everyone did as they said, and Liu Sheng took a brief look at Mao Li's face, patted him on the shoulder, and felt relieved after seeing Mao Li's eyebrows move slightly: "It should be just because of overdrawn tricks, there is nothing serious - the medical staff are here too , Let them take a look and confirm."

Facts proved that Yagyu's judgment was not wrong, Mori just exhausted his physical strength too much, and then his special state of the whole person suddenly failed after the ball fell, as if the electricity was cut off and he couldn't continue, so he fell into a coma.No one expected this situation. Judging by the state of Maori, it was obvious that the game could not continue, so Yukimura signaled the referee to abstain.This wonderful game ended in such a weird way.