His face still hurts now!

Sengoku didn't dare to resist Akutsujin who beat him, so he could only put his anger on Niou Masaharu.

Glancing at the man next to him with unhappy eyes, Akutsujin said, "Huh, I told you, don't order me!"

Although this is the first time to play doubles, the combination of excellent dynamic vision and abnormal athletic ability, plus the fact that the two of them went to the same school before, their understanding is definitely deeper than ordinary people.

It was a good cooperation, at least it was enough to deal with the Nioh Masaharu in front of him!

"Nioh Masaharu——" Akutsujin roared, the muscles in his arms tensed, and he swung the tennis ball angrily, creating a heavy air wave visible to the naked eye in the air, and rushed towards Nioh.

Niou never expected that he could have such great strength after being controlled by spiritual power for so long. A drop of sweat couldn't help but fall on his forehead, and he braced his horse and faced it with all his strength.

Unfortunately--

He ignored how resentful Akutsujin and Sengoku Seijun were about this incident.

Bang sound——

The tennis ball flew across the sky and hit Nioh hard on the wrist. The force was so strong that not only did Nioh cry out in pain, but he was also knocked over by the force and collapsed to the ground.

"Ah..." It hurts so much!

The fingers on my wrist were twitching due to pain, "Oh, you've gone too far -"

The dense cold sweat on his forehead showed his pain. But Akutsujin didn't feel bad, "Who told you to do this little trick!"

No matter how many moves you make, your hands and feet are not clean, you deserve to suffer this kind of punishment now!

"Now this illusion can finally be dispelled -" Qingchun Qianshi is not a fool. The Niou in front of him must be the core of the spiritual illusion. If he can defeat him, the two of them should be able to -

Sure enough, the next second, the dim sky was suddenly broken by a ray of sunlight, and the stars' light penetrated into the color of the sky, gradually returning to its most brilliant appearance.

The two of them blinked, and when they opened their eyes again, the surrounding scene changed and everyone came back——

It's a good thing they finally broke the illusion...

but--

The physical exhaustion and weakness made them feel even heavier.

It was as if they had been swimming in the water with dozens of kilograms of iron on their backs. Their legs and legs could no longer use their strength, and they were covered in sweat. The weakness from the inside out made them almost unable to straighten up, and they could barely stand.

this--

what happened?

Is this the price of breaking through the opponent's mental illusion?

So powerful——

Even though Akutsujin is like a beast, he can't hold his body anymore at this moment.

He looked up angrily and looked towards the opposite side!

Who is it——

Nioh Masaharu, Fuji Shusuke, which one of you...is plotting against them behind the scenes!

Every breath made her more tired, as if she would collapse to the ground in the next second. Qianshi Qingchun tried his best to raise his eyes and look to the opposite side——

There--

The white-haired figure had already fallen to the ground, as if under heavy pressure. The racket was thrown aside far away, and you could still see the cold sweat on his forehead in a daze!

Qingchun Sengoku yelled with the last bit of strength, "It's Fuji—Akutsu, it's Fuji Shusuke—"

Fuji Shusuke plotted against them, not only against them, but also against his own teammate Nioh Masaharu!

Akutsujin saw the flaxen-haired man standing opposite.

"It's you -" He gave him a last, vicious look, as if he had completely remembered this person in his heart, and could no longer resist the dizziness from the inside out, and fainted to the ground.

boom--

This time, of the four players on the field, three fell.

That was a score of 15-0, which verified the final outcome.

"Phew - the white team wins this game!"

……

"Hey, what's going on?"

This sudden sight deceived the crowd. A good game was suddenly shrouded in white mist, and everyone was surrounded by a circle of white mist, as if they were controlled by the spirit of a caring person.

Immediately afterwards, everyone's expressions were solemn and painful - it was hard to tell who had done it!

And then--

As if there was a chain effect, first Nioh Masaharu on the white team fell to the ground with a snap.

Before everyone was worried, Sengoku Qingchun and Aku Tsujin on the opposite side woke up.

But the two of them were even worse. Within a second of waking up, they both knelt down weakly——

At this point, only Fujisuke, who had just woken up, was left——

Of course, what echoed in everyone's minds was Qingchun Qianshi's last words before he fainted!

【It’s Fuji, Akutsu! It's Fuji Shusuke! 】

What on earth did Fujisuke do?

And, as expected, is this guy Fuji doing all this?

"The people from Qingxue are a little too much. This is too dark. Not only did they deceive the other party, but they also defrauded their own teammates!"

They saw Nioh Masaharu fall down, and he was the first one to fall down.

The first one to trick his teammates?

"Oh, I heard that he invited Niou to play doubles last night——"

"Yes, with Nioh's current strength, it's perfectly fine to play singles. Why do you have to play doubles?"

"You also think he has a conspiracy, right?"

"Well - the conspiracy is not small!"

This group of people has been fooled.

Fuji Shusuke rubbed his sore eyebrows. He still didn't know what was going on. All the bones in his body were so stiff and painful that he could barely support him to stand.

He looked around blankly, why was everyone falling down?

"What happened?"

He asked blankly, and the next second he heard the referee announcing the victory of the game.

Fuji was stunned, "What's going on?"

Did you experience such a big change when you woke up?

This is a win, but how did he win?

Ouch, why are the looks around me so strange?

Fuji Shusuke felt a little dizzy. He patted his head and took a confirming look, but there was still no change in his eyes.

Even Qingxue's companions looked at him with something wrong.

In the office, Coach Kurobe sighed deeply, tapped his eyebrows, covered up the smile deep in his eyes, and then waved his hand, "Okay, the medical team will go rescue people quickly!"

Fuji Shusuke finally came to his senses and walked hesitantly to the sidelines.

The next second, my friends were all asking questions.

"Fuer, how on earth did you do it?"

Many people firmly believe that this was Fuji's hand, and he deceived the remaining three people.

Nioh: ...Well, it seems that my screams are pretty good.

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