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Let's not talk about this for now.

After Barbie and Wodie were carried away.

The referee glanced at Niou Masaharu and Yagyu Hiroshi.

With an expression that said I understand, he announced the result directly.

"Ding ding ding!"

"Double match one, the Rikkai University Affiliated Junior High School team admits defeat."

"Yokohama Suiran Junior High School team wins."

After the whistle fell.

"The game is over, let's call it a day~"

With a grin, Niou Masaharu took the racket and walked off the court with Yagyu Hiroshi.

"Niou-senpai, Yagyu-senpai, you've worked hard!"

But before the two of them walked into the team.

Kirihara Akaya walked up to the two of them with a flattering expression.

"Don't even think about it!"

"Ten minutes is ten minutes."

Niou Masaharu made a fake move and passed by Kirihara Akaya.

"If we lose the singles match three."

"Nothing will happen."

Yagyu Hiroshi adjusted his glasses and calmly gave Kirihara Akaya a finishing blow.

"Do you dare to make a bet?"

Seeing this.

Kirihara Akaya immediately changed his mind and deliberately gave Niou Masaharu a chance to take advantage.

However, his first attempt ended with no one paying attention to him.

The next moment.

"The next three singles matches will be done with one ball!"

"Whoever fails to do it will have to take on the job of cleaning the tennis club for a week."

Kitagawa said a few words softly.

Obviously, he is still thinking about breaking the record of passing the regional qualifiers in one hour.

And at this moment, it has taken nearly forty minutes.

Only one person and one ball can effectively deal with the current situation and give the team a deterrent force in the future.

In this way, it is possible to do it.

"One ball~"

"It seems that I can only use new moves."

Seichi Yukimura, who was sitting next to him, slowly stood up, whispered a few words, and then began to do warm-up exercises.

"New...moves...?"

Sanada Genichirō was stunned for a moment.

He was a little dazed for a moment.

It has only been a month since Seichi Yukimura was discharged from the hospital.

The opponent has already taken a step.

On the other hand, Genichirō Sanada himself is now only perfecting and familiarizing himself with the full posture of Fenghuoshan Linyinlei.

Before this, he had never defeated Seichi Yukimura.

He even thought that mental tennis was not righteous enough.

But now it seems.

It's not that the tennis is not righteous enough, but that it is so strong that it makes him afraid.

"Huh..."

"I will definitely catch up with you!"

After taking a deep breath, Genichirō Sanada solemnly swore in his heart.

Not only to Yukimura Seiichi, but also Tezuka Kunimitsu and Kitagawa beside him.

"Ah?!"

"Abei, you definitely did it on purpose!"

Kirihara Akaya was stunned as if he had heard bad news.

"Haven't you reached a consensus with the devil in your heart?"

"Acceptance is not the last step."

"Use it."

Kitagawa grinned and showed a very sunny smile.

There was a strange light flashing in his eyes.

For a moment.

Kirihara Akaya and the devil in his heart, Kirihara, couldn't help but tremble.

"If you can do it, count it as a week's labor for me!"

Without waiting for Kitagawa to reply.

Kirihara Akaya took the racket and walked onto the court neatly in the broadcast.

Not long after.

The three singles players of Yokohama Suiran Junior High School also arrived on the court.

Just when this young man with yellow hair was about to speak.

Kirihara Akaya directly pointed the racket in his hand at the opponent.

"Pawn."

"You are lucky, but also unlucky."

"Because you are about to face the ace of Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School!"

"Kirihara Akaya!"

The words that were so arrogant that they echoed all around instantly.

"Hahahaha..."

"You are so daring, you kid who hasn't even grown all his hair yet~"

The young man with yellow hair burst into laughter.

It was as if he had heard a joke.

Because in the Nibelungen Tennis Club.

Singles players are made by playing.

If you can't become a singles player, you will become a doubles player.

In other words.

Compared with the four people before, his individual strength is completely not at the same level.

Even if he has not yet entered the national level.

"Beep, beep!"

"Game 3, singles three."

"Kirihara Akaya from Rikkai University Junior High School vs. Lambert from Yokohama Suiran Junior High School."

"Kirihara Akaya serves."

"Game starts!"

The next moment.

The referee on the podium also finished guessing the first move.Link.

Without any pause, the whistle of the game was blown directly.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Standing in the service area, Kirihara Akaya looked at the yellow-haired Garland Porter on the opposite side, and a different smile slightly curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"That's the labor of the week."

In an instant.

His eyes turned red.

Red-eye mode was directly turned on.

"More of a devil's labor!"

As the second sentence fell.

Kirihara Akaya changed again.

The original black hair turned white directly, and the yellow skin turned red.

Red eye whites, dark green pupils.

It was like a demon from hell.

"Goodbye~"

He stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, and the tennis ball in Kirihara Akaya's hand was thrown into the air.

At the same time.

A scarlet breath wrapped around him in a trance.

Blood appeared on his face from nowhere.

A chilling feeling continued to spread.

Without any hesitation.

Just like a demon who had lost his mind.

Kirihara Akaya bent his legs directly, gathered his strength and jumped up.

With a hideous and arrogant smile, he swung the racket in his hand.

Bang!

The next second.

The violent collision sound suddenly turned into waves of shock waves, spreading in all directions.

Whoosh!

Like the devil's sickle, it seemed to leave a bloody mark in the air.

When I looked again, it had already flashed by.

And the target was the yellow-haired Garlandport on the opposite side.

"What?!"

"How is this possible?"

The mocking expression of Lamport in the last second suddenly disappeared.

Instead, he was shocked.

Because he witnessed with his own eyes that Kirihara Akaya on the opposite side jumped from the Kanto level to the national level.

But.

Being distracted at this time is an act of self-destruction.

Boom!!!

As the tennis ball crashed to the ground,

Lamport finally woke up.

But the next moment,

A tennis ball was reflected in his eyes, and it was enlarged at a very fast speed.

Until the end.

Boom......

Sizzle.....

Bang.....

Boom...Boom...Boom...

The racket in Lamport's hand was pierced.

He was also hit hard in the chest.

Driven by the huge inertia, the whole person was nailed to the wire mesh and lost consciousness instantly.

"Tsk!"

"A pawn is a pawn~"