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"Ryoma, come on! Ryoma..."

"Spain, win!"

"Long Ya, you will win!"

"..."

"Hahaha, little one..."

On the court, Echizen Ryuya tightly grasped his racket, with a smile on his face, "It's such a pleasure to play a serious round with you!"

Although Longma couldn't force him to use his full strength, he was already satisfied just to be able to fight with him.

He has waited too long for this day...

To be honest, if the Spanish team had not already lost a game and there was Miyashita behind them, it would not be a big deal even if he lost to Ryoma.

Winning or losing doesn't matter to him.

"Really……"

Long Ma also smiled, and a second ray of reserved light shone out, "Then let's continue!"

The glory of Aichi!

Although this ray of light was swallowed up by Long Ya, when Long Ma regained his original intention and joy of tennis and sincerely experienced the happiness of tennis, the light of reserve will naturally appear again.

"He's such a stubborn guy...but..."

Echizen Ryoma looked a little serious, "I'm afraid I really have to be 'serious' from now on..."

Although his Devouring Tennis Ball is terrifying in its unilateral devouring and deprivation, it is not without flaws!

Because of his passivity, he is unable to master this talent, and may even be completely influenced by the devouring desire without realizing it, destroying everything a person has without realizing it!

Now he... is a little bit overwhelmed!

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"Come on, Ryoma, come on, Ryoma..."

Outside the field, the young students from Qingxue were shouting with all their might.

Horio was also holding a flag on the side, laughing, "One more round... Just one more round and Ryoma can win this game. There is still hope for the third round!"

"That's right, Ryoma...come on!"

"come on! Come on!"

Peng Xiang also kept cheering her up.

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"The game continues, Echizen Ryuya serves..."

clap clap clap!

A black light flashed in Echizen Ryuya's eyes, and then he threw the tennis ball with great force!

The next moment, a shadow flashed and the tennis ball instantly passed through Ryoma's sight!

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"15-0, Spain's Echizen Ryuga..."

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"So fast……"

Longma was stunned, then touched his left cheek and felt a little pain.

Just a moment ago, he didn't react at all, he only felt a gust of wind passing through...

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"Unparalleled in ancient and modern times..."

Outside the field, Echizen Nanjiro couldn't help but sit up straight.

This move was imitated by Long Ya based on his Gujin Wushuang, but it is also somewhat different.

His ancient and modern unparalleled strength represents the perfect compatibility of momentum and power, and his power is enough to unleash the ultimate force to destroy everything.

And Long Ya... is the perfect combination of momentum and speed...

This means that the serve of this ball has reached its limit!

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"Faster than Gujin Wushuang back then..."

On the other side, Atobe's pupils shrank and he couldn't help but look at Miyashita.

Back in the training camp, Echizen Ryuga used this move... and even went straight through the Tai Chi field at that time.

And now Long Ya's momentum is even stronger than before...

"Ryoma is in trouble..."

Miyashita sighed in thought.

The speed of this ball was almost instantaneous. At that time, he also used the power of his seventh sense to hit it back...

Longma...I'm afraid this will be difficult.

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Bang!

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"30-0... Echizen Ryuga..."

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Bang!

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"40-0..."

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Bang!

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The tennis ball dodged again, and then hit Ryoma's handle directly, sending him flying...

"Game, 5-5, Echizen Ryuya wins this game..."

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"Long Ya, Long Ya, Long Ya..."

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Bang!

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"Game......!"

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bang...

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"Game, 6-6... The score is tied at -, and it's into the tiebreak..."

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On the court, Echizen Ryoma kept hitting explosive shots...

And Echizen Ryoma often echoes with "unparalleled in ancient and modern times"...

Gradually, the scores of both sides began to tiebreak, and both sides could keep up with the other's serve...

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"7:6, Echizen Ryoma..."

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Bang!

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"32:31, Spain... Echizen Ryuga!"

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Bang!

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Another ball spun quickly and bounced off Longma's baseline...

"75:75, Spain..."

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"Or not……"

Ryoma glanced at the tennis ball behind him again and then closed his eyes.

no way no money……

It was extremely difficult for him to maintain perfection many times and even maintain his passion for tennis.

If he continues like this, he will definitely be the loser...

"Since you can't take my tennis ball, you must have a chance to win..."

Memories flashed by one after another...

Oishi, Kikumaru, Fuji, Kogane, Tezuka...

At this moment, Longma seemed to see his companions holding out their rackets and standing behind him...

"This is……"

Swish!

The next moment his pupils suddenly shrank, and his body reacted in advance before his brain could control it!

Cross footwork!

Bang!

The tennis ball instantly appeared in Longma's racket, and was then hit back directly...

Bang!

Another ray of light exploded in front of Echizen Ryuga's eyes in an instant!

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"76:75, Echizen Ryoma..."

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"Great, Ryoma received Echizen Ryoma's serve?"

"What just happened?"

"He reacted immediately without thinking. Has Ryoma... evolved his sixth sense?"

"..."

Outside the field, Kikumaru, Momoshiro and others looked excited.

"Perhaps..."

Yukimura's face was also full of smiles. "I was able to catch Senior Longya's ball. This game should be won..."

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Swish!

Ryoma threw his arm, and then instantly swung the racket with his left hand...

Immediately afterwards, the light ball exploded in front of Long Ya again.

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"The second set is over, and the Neon team's Echizen Ryoma wins, the score is 7-6..."

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"We won! Hahaha, we won!"

"Great, you're worthy of being Ryoma!"

"The end of the road, the end of the road... Longma really has the power to turn defeat into victory in the end of the road..."

"..."

In the audience, many fans of the Neon Team couldn't help but cheer again.

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"Thanks a lot."

At the edge of the court, Medanore glanced at Long Ya, then said without emotion, "This is the last game, we should win it as soon as possible..."

"Of course……"

There was a hint of amusement on Long Ya's lips.

If someone looked into his eyes, they would definitely find that his gaze was emotionless, cold and calm...

The one standing on the court now may no longer be Long Ya, but Devour itself...

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"Come on, little one..."

"Kid, there's another plate!"

"We must win..."