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The familiar scene happened again. With the emergence of deep power, Ryoma flew backwards again.

Shencheng on the field suddenly felt a headache the moment Ryoma flew out.

The feeling of being torn apart made it impossible for Shencheng to maintain a mechanical expression.

The racket in his hand fell, and he fell to the ground with his head in his hands and cried out in pain.

"Ah, Lingzhi, what's wrong with you!"

On the coach's bench, coach Huacun became anxious when he saw Shencheng's sudden strange appearance.

"What's wrong with that divine city? Does that deep motivation also have side effects?"

"I don't know what's going on, but it looks like he's not feeling well."

"It deserves it, whoever let him play that kind of hurtful ball, now he is getting retribution, you say yes, kid... Hey kid, what's wrong with you."

Kikumaru was still gloating, but when he turned to look at Horio beside him, he found endless coldness in Horio's eyes.

People dare not look directly, Kikumaru immediately reminded others after seeing it.

The others looked at Horio, and after seeing the eyes filled with endless darkness, everyone looked in the direction of Horio's eyes.

I found that the end of Horio's eyes was Kamijou who was lying on the ground and hugging his head.

"Unforgivable."

When everyone heard Horio's voice, they looked at him again, and found that Horio had returned to his normal eyes.

And Shencheng in the field also returned to normal, and stood up with a painful expression.

Shencheng didn't know why it happened just now, as if something suddenly exploded in his mind.

"Although I don't know what happened just now, but I won this point first."

After all, the Shencheng phantom style of play appeared.

Ryoma, who was continuously knocked down by deep motivation, was in a panic at this moment, and there were two scratches from tennis balls on his face.

But his mental state was not affected in any way. Shencheng's deep motivation not only did not disrupt his rhythm, but instead aroused his competitive spirit even more.

At this time, Shencheng's phantom style of play can no longer have much effect on Ryoma, and Ryoma can easily fight back.

Shencheng also understood this fact, so when Ryoma hit back his serve, he was ready to play deep momentum again.

It's just that when Shencheng crossed his hands, the tingling feeling in his mind reappeared.

Cries of pain resounded through the audience again, and Shencheng, who was kneeling on the ground, could only let the ball fall in his own half.

"Qingxue scored, 15:40"

"It appeared again, and the city of God is the same as before."

"Horio, it's weird to ask like that, but did you do it?"

Fuji thought of what Horio said before, and thought of Horio's scary eyes before.

I have some guesses in my heart, but I'm not sure.

"What are you talking about, Fuji-san, it should be the side effect of playing too much of that kind of ball."

Horio will definitely not admit it, for current middle school students, such things as spiritual power are not acceptable to them.

"What's going on with Lingzhi, why is there a headache?"

Huacun looked at Shencheng who fell to the ground with a headache again, and frowned.

"Chengcheng Shonan players, can you continue to play?"

At this time, the referee saw that the progress of the game was delayed because of Shencheng, and began to ask whether he had the ability to continue the game.

"It's okay referee, I can continue the game."

Shencheng, who refused to give up the game, stood up with his racket, and this time he was going to use his deep motivation to win the seventh game.

But when Shencheng posed for a swing, the same situation happened again.

At this time, everyone on and off the field understood that as long as Shencheng wanted to play a deep momentum, he would definitely have a headache.

"What's going on, it's never happened before."

Shencheng was puzzled as to why this happened.

"It seems that the deep motivation can't be played, hmph, even if you don't use the deep motivation, you can still win."

As a result, Shencheng was never seen playing again in the stadium, and Ryoma slowly regained the dominance.

boom…

"Qingxue scored, the score was 4:3"

"It's really a pity. I already know how to decipher your deep motivation. You should continue to play."

Ryoma's words undoubtedly angered Shencheng again, but no matter how angry he was, he didn't dare to make further motivation.

"Hmph, since you don't dare to play that ball anymore, then I'll give it a try."

Kamijou, who was trying to calm down his anger, opened his closed eyes and looked towards the other side when Ryoma said this.

Shencheng's eyes suddenly widened, as if he saw something extraordinary.

"Echizen's pose... Will he also play deep dynamics?"

"No, it's only been a few rounds, and he has learned it."

"Impossible, the skills required for the deep dynamics of Shencheng cannot be achieved by imitation."

"But that look is clearly the beginning of a deep motivation."

Outside the arena, no matter whether it was Qingxue or Chengcheng Shonan, they were all frightened by Ryoma.

"Ryoma, if you were to play that deep dynamic, where would you aim?"

Horio also noticed something was wrong with Ryoma, obviously he was not sure how Ryoma would play this ball.

On the court, Ryoma crossed his arms, just like before Shencheng.

After throwing the ball, the body twists and swings decisively.

boom…

"Qingxue scored, 15:0"

"He... really played it out."

"It's incredible..."

"The deep motivation of Shencheng is the skill of using body joints. I didn't expect that Echizen Ryoma of Qinggaku could see through the essence of the ball in just a few rounds."

Looking at the ball that was exactly the same as Shencheng's, as Shencheng's teammate, he couldn't help being surprised.

"That's right Ryoma, this is tennis. No matter how threatening a skill is, it shouldn't be aimed at hurting people."

Seeing that Ryoma's deep drive just now did not aim at Kamishiro's body, but was like a normal serve, Horio couldn't help showing a smile.

boom…

"Qingxue scored, 30:0"

boom…

"Qingxue scored, 40:0"

boom…

"Qingxue scored, the score was 5:3"

"Senior Kawamura, you have to prepare enough sushi today, otherwise we won't be full."

The outcome of the two on the field is now obvious. Kamijou, who has been mentally attacked by Horio several times in the last round, certainly does not have the strength to turn defeat into victory.

"Of course, if you go home without eating enough today, I won't let you leave easily."

Seeing that the ending was decided, Horio's tone was so confident, and Kawamura became excited.

Compared with Qingxue, Chengcheng Shonan was a little frustrated, and Huacun on the coaching bench also had a result in his mind.

"Congratulations, coach Ryuzaki, you have entered the top four."

"The game is not over yet, so you just say that."

"Hehe, it is also part of the coach's job to make a correct analysis of the game situation. It's just a pity that I didn't see another of your first-year players in the game."

"I don't think he thinks much about the game. Even I, the coach, don't know his strength."