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"It's really unlucky. Taocheng, who used the black jack knife, unexpectedly met an opponent who is far superior to him in terms of strength and skill, and also uses the black jack knife."

"I don't think this should be due to luck. If all this is expected by the coaching staff..."

On the sidelines, the Big Three of Lihai were also a little helpless about Taocheng's situation at this time.

Sanada even felt sorry for Momoshiro's luck, while Yukimura probably guessed the reason why all this happened.

"If their goal is to silence our junior high school students, then this trick may have some effect."

"That's what I said, but that guy from Taocheng is really a freak."

On Byodi's side, Atobe and Shinozu also have their own ideas in their hearts.

On the pitch, the game continues.

Under the complete suppression of the ghost, although Taocheng was still powerless to fight back, he was not as embarrassed as before.

"After fighting for so long, it's finally coming to an end."

"It's almost there. It's time to draw a special end to the ending. If you beat others down from the beginning to the end, the ghost should be hit back by others."

Outside the court, Irie looked at the ever-changing scores on the scoreboard, and couldn't help feeling relieved for Taocheng.

Horio looked at Momoshiro's arms with both eyes, and the corners of his mouth suddenly raised slightly.

"Is that guy your teammate? It's really embarrassing."

"It just so happens that you're here, and the best part of the game is about to begin."

At this time Tokugawa suddenly appeared behind the two, unexpectedly he ended the battle faster than the ghost.

As soon as Horio finished speaking, Momoshiro, who was holding the racket on the field, suddenly moved his hands.

After feeling that the feeling in the hand has recovered, I immediately hold the racket in my hand.

"Huh? He regained consciousness so quickly."

The ghost also noticed Taocheng's movements, with a little surprise in his eyes.

"I can't lose, if I lose here, wouldn't all the middle school students here be underestimated!
one ball!Just one ball! "

The belief that had been supporting Taocheng all broke out at this time, because the arm has not fully recovered the feeling.

The power of the spinning and vertical jumping technique has even increased, and the junior high school students outside the court also felt Taocheng's heart, and they all stared at him nervously.

"Black Jack knife!"

Although Taocheng hit the most powerful shot, his opponent was a ghost after all.

Just like in the beginning, the ghost responds with the same moves.

However, the ghost also considered Taocheng's physical condition, and this time the return ball did not hit Taocheng's racket.

boom!
"The ghost scored, the score was 6:0."

Returning the ball to score, the ghost won the game with an absolute gesture.

Not only did Taocheng fail to win a game, but it also failed to win a single goal.

Taocheng's disastrous defeat made the middle school students outside the field fall into silence, which was different from the silence that worried Taocheng before.

This time it was the powerless silence that grew from deep within in the face of an impossible opponent.

"Thank you for your advice...Senior Ghost."

Taocheng, who was playing the last ball on the court, was lying on the ground panting due to exhaustion, his face covered by his arms did not show any expression.

On the other hand, the ghost on the other side not only breathed steadily, but didn't even sweat a little.

"Huh? The last Jack knife broke the string..."

Looking at Taocheng who fell to the ground, and then at the two broken strings on the racket, the ghost only now looked at Taocheng squarely.

"Boy, report your name again."

"Peach City...Wu"

"I'm waiting for you Momoshiro Takeshi, try to climb up from hell."

After reporting his name in Taocheng again, Gui did not say some disparaging words to the losers as before, and then left the stadium.

"A Tao! Are you okay!"

"It's okay!"

At the end of the game, everyone from Qingxue came into the arena to check the immobile Taocheng.

"Let's go, there won't be any good games to watch, it's better to practice more than to waste time."

"It seems that Oni is very satisfied with that junior high school student. As the gatekeeper of hell, this is the first time he would say such a thing."

"Although it's just a cross racket, the junior high school students who can break the string are indeed worthy of attention."

Seeing that the game was over, the ghost came towards him, Horio and the others stopped lingering, turned and left the court.

……

"How about it, is Takeshi Momoshiro's information enough to satisfy you?"

"It's like the prey that fell into the lion's mouth by mistake. Compared with the elite high school students, the strength gap is too obvious. It can be said that they are helpless."

In the restaurant, Horio's figure appeared.

Seeing a person sitting in the dining room, holding a cup of coffee and looking at Kurobe of the computer, Horio walked over.

Hearing the voice, Kurobe raised his head to see Horio, was slightly surprised, and then expressed his evaluation.

"I'm not asking about physical fitness and tennis skills. In this regard, basically all junior high school students cannot compare with elite high school students."

"I understand what you mean. Even the prey bitten by a lion will rise up and resist. There is nothing more unpredictable than a weak person who is driven to a desperate situation."

Hearing what Kurobe said, Horio smiled, and probably guessed what would happen from his words.

"Haven't the mental training of junior high school students started yet?"

"If the timing is correct, now that they are about to start, Coach Saito has passed."

Horio originally thought it was time to start, but he didn't expect it to be today.

Thinking of those junior high school students being arranged like that without knowing it, Horio couldn't help but feel a little pitiful for them.

……

At this time, in the center court, all the junior high school students gathered together, waiting for the coach to appear.

"It's lucky, at least there is no fracture."

"Really, they are all going to be the vice president, so don't make people worry so much."

In the stadium rest area, Taocheng's wrist was already wrapped with a bandage.

Several third graders were also a little angry at Taocheng's waywardness, and Taocheng didn't dare to refute.

"You guy just never thinks about the consequences, it's too reckless."

"What are you talking about!? Bastard!"

Of course, this situation only lasted until Haitang was talking. When he heard that Haitang was criticizing him, Taocheng, who was originally sluggish, immediately jumped up.

"Oh, there are still emotional quarrels, it seems that there is no problem for the time being.

However, if you still feel numb when holding the racket, don't continue, otherwise something serious will happen. "

Seeing the two of them fighting again, Gan still reminded Taocheng aloud, Taocheng who had been bombarded before became the docile look before.

When everyone in Qingxue was worried about Taocheng's wrist, people in other schools were worried about what would happen next.