Male god collapses daily

A game takes longer than anyone imagined.

If the fierceness and excitement at the beginning of the game can make Ice Emperor's main players and ordinary members concentrate on the game, the later the game, the more high-spirited momentum will not be able to last.

It’s really not that they don’t want to cheer and cheer, but if they can still hold on for 10 minutes on the second day, 10 minutes on the fourth day, and even an hour, this game that has fallen into a protracted battle will be over until the end of the weekdays, and the winner has not yet been decided. .

No matter how energetic a boy is, he will lose his temper by such a tug-of-war.

So the previous cheers turned into weak shouts, why is it not over yet, they are also hungry and want to go home for dinner.

There is no way, although these members all know that the opponent of Minister Atobe should be regarded as the main candidate of Rikkai University, and he just came to Ice Emperor as an exchange student.Li Haida had won the Ice Emperor in the Kanto Contest before, and they also wanted to save face.

So in this game, they certainly hope that Minister Atobe can win.

But looking at the battle where two people are wearing the clothes of the ice emperor, and the bet is still the legendary heroine (?), it seems, it seems...it is not so difficult to accept whoever loses and who wins.

What's more, the time-consuming of this game is really too long.

"Why isn't the game over yet?" Outside the court, Xiang Ri became impatient watching, "They've been playing for a long time."

"It's been a while." Shinozu pushed his glasses, looking calm, "Atobe has always been good at fighting protracted battles, and now Kaze's physical strength has been fully exercised."

I still remember that in the Kanto competition in the second year of junior high school, Feng finally lost to Atobe because of lack of physical strength.

Over the years, it seems that Feng has completely overcome this weakness, and can fight Atobe, who is proud of the protracted war, for so long without losing the wind.

"Will Atobe win?" Xiang Ri only wanted to know the result now.

"It's hard to say." Even Ninja couldn't judge this match, "It seems that the two are evenly matched, but I always feel..."

He has watched Fenghe's match in the U-17 World Cup before, and he has also played against others in person, so he knows Fenghe's strength very well.

So in this game, he was actually more worried about Atobe.

"Atobe will win!" Shishido, on the other hand, clenched his fists and answered firmly.

"I hope so." Shinobu replied.

As time went by, the two people who seemed to have stabilized the balance of victory and defeat in the middle gradually began to show signs of instability.

The more he played in the second half of the game, the more stable Fenghe's performance became. His seemingly calm to ordinary skills can suddenly produce surprising results.

Staring at the yellow ball flying above the court, his light blue eyes were so focused that he couldn't see anything else, and under the condensed appearance was a surging fighting spirit.

The stronger you meet the stronger, the braver you fight.

What was the original purpose of this game has long been forgotten outside the court, on the court, there are only winners and losers, only winners and losers!

He just wants to win!

If Fenghe is the fighting spirit hidden under the cold appearance, then Atobe is the overflowing passion bred in gorgeousness.

The seemingly exaggerated style, in fact, on the court, calmly and rationally sees through all the opponent's moves and attempts.

The terrifying power of observation can make everything of the opponent invisible.

The psychological quality is so good that it is terrifying, creating the strongest and most difficult opponent.

However, no matter how many matches the two seem to have, as long as it is a match, there will always be a winner.

And no matter how long this game is played, it is still the same, there must be a winner or loser.

At this time, in a narrow encounter, the brave wins.

Still water runs deep, which is the name of Fenghe's tennis tricks, and it is also the path his tennis has traveled.

And now, he will finally break through this seemingly ordinary tennis and let his tennis go a step further.

Listening to the sound of thunder in the silent depth, the next moment, it is like lightning that suddenly pierces the sky in the eternal night.

The tennis ball, which was so surprising that it was almost amazing, suddenly crossed the court and pressed straight on the bottom line of the track.

Amid Atobe's eyes widening suddenly, Feng He slowly lowered the racket, the eyes at that moment were so bright that it was frightening.

"What was that just now?" Atobe still couldn't react in time, such an amazing ball was completely different from Feng's usual style of play.

"New move," Feng He slowly brushed the broken hair on his forehead, and replied lightly, "It has not been completed yet."

In fact, in the U-17 World Cup finals, he had already felt something, but that feeling was fleeting after all. He is not the genius of his friends who can think of new moves anytime and anywhere. He also needs to think and precipitation.

Now, after the baptism of this year's national competition, his new move is finally about to show its first signs.

After staring at Fenghe's exceptionally clear eyes for a moment, Atobe suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, "Hahahaha..."

Was he really worthy of the opponent he identified?There is no day when the pace of evolution stops.

Feng He has long been used to Atobu's character, and after turning his head to look at the scoreboard to make sure that the game is indeed over, he simply took the initiative to walk to the net, waiting for a certain uncle who was trapped in his own world to wake up.

After a while, Atobe seemed to have finally had enough of laughing, and came over with the racket, "Hmph, I lost." If you lose, you lose, and he is not someone who will not admit that he has lost.

"Yeah." Feng He thought it was normal for both him and Atobe to win or lose, "I lost too."

He and Atobe's skills can be said to have always been on par, but in the World Cup finals, he had a reason to win.

He risked his life to play that game.

No matter how strong Atobe's desire to win is, it will never reach such a point, so when we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins.

"But I will never lose next time!" Atobe said with arrogance.

"I won't either," Feng He glanced at Atobe, "But Atobe, I would like to admit defeat."

He spoke briefly, but I believe Atobe could understand.

"Isn't my uncle the kind of person who doesn't count his words?" Atobe snorted, "It's just a heroine," he said, stretching out his fingers, and snapped them in mid-air, "Intoxicated by this uncle Let's go to the gorgeous acting."

Feng He looked at the sky in his heart, what did he say...

The organizational ability of the Atobu is really top-notch. After deciding on the respective responsibilities of the tennis club, the entire tennis club operates like a precision machine.

Although she escaped the fate of playing the heroine again, Feng He, as a member of the Bingdi Tennis Club, also wants to participate in it.

In addition to logistical work, performing on stage is also essential.

"Actually, I'm not very good at acting." Feng He said solemnly with that impeccable cold face.

In a word, it immediately attracted the attention of those who watched Li Haida's "Bamboo Tori Monogatari", as if they hadn't seen Li Haida's stage play performance?

"Don't be kidding," Xiang Ri glanced at the person, "Isn't Kaguya Ji pretty, I didn't realize she wasn't a girl at first."

With such acting skills, how dare you say you can't act, and still say it so seriously?

That's because of inherent advantages, there is no way.

After looking at the sky from the bottom of her heart, Feng He's voice was still faint, "They don't look like Kaguya Ji."

Well, he didn't lie about this sentence, he didn't meet Kaguya Hime who Marui and the others laughed at and said that he had the least expression on Kaguya Hime in history.

"From a certain point of view," Renzu pushed his glasses silently, "it is indeed the princess of the moon with the least expression."

Fortunately, the face is pretty and imposing, and the tears at the end are also the finishing touch, so people who watch it don't feel that there is any disobedience at all, but it can bring the noble and indifferent feeling of Princess Yue.

He is not a mortal in the first place, so the untainted breath is also understandable.

Atobu glanced at Feng He's indifferent face that looked calm no matter what, "Is your expression frozen? Ahh?"

"How could it be?" Feng He glanced at the eyes, "I also have other expressions." After a pause, he added, "It's just relatively rare."

Can he laugh too?And there are other expressions too.

Regarding facial expressions, Feng He has always had a kind of self-confidence.

Really, compared to the minister of Qingxue, he is simply superior in this respect, okay?

Feng He, who never thought it was wrong to compare with the minister with a paralyzed face, thought so.

"It's really not gorgeous." Uncle Atobe fully expressed this so-called contempt for performing stage plays with sparse expressions.

"I can do behind-the-scenes work." Feng He didn't think it mattered. Not going on stage meant that he didn't have to memorize lines or rehearse. Thinking about it, it made people feel very happy.

Of course Feng He thought so himself, but the Ice Emperor Tennis Club, where almost all members had to play, did not let him go.

"It doesn't matter if you don't have a few expressions." Ren Zuzu already had a rough idea of ​​the script in his heart, so he said it logically now. Of course, if ignoring the tendency of the glasses to shine, "you can play a role that doesn't show much."

Ren Zuzu said this, and before Feng He could say anything, Atobe snapped his fingers and made a decision, "Give this guy a role that doesn't show much."

A character with little face, sounds pretty good.

So Feng He nodded without any objection, "Yes."

He still has a lot of experience in making soy sauce.Besides, he is actually not very picky, and he is still very able to obey the collective arrangements in the team.

Of course, sometimes Feng He really underestimates the degree of bad taste of these teenagers. The so-called characters who show little face really show little face. From the beginning to the end, the role he played only showed his face at the end.

But fewer appearances does not mean that there will be fewer roles. You know, this play is called... "The Phantom of the Opera".

As soon as he came out of the tennis club after participating in club activities, Feng He's cell phone rang.

When he took it out and took a look, he didn't know if he should have the feeling that it was so.

He just came to Bingdi recently and was busy adapting to the new school and club, he had forgotten about it.

But since he promised before, he will work hard to do it.

After picking up the phone and saying a few words, Feng He turned to Atobe and the others, "I have something urgent to do, so I'm leaving first."

Fortunately, the work has already ended, otherwise he might have to leave early.

Atobe looked at Feng He, but didn't say much, "Ah."

Feng He nodded to the others, turned around and ran with her tennis bag on her back.

"What is that guy in a hurry for?" Xiang Ri looked inexplicably at Feng He who suddenly became anxious.

"I don't know." Akutagawa, who was finally woken up at the end of the work, yawned and replied casually.

"Ha, you're not busy saving the world, are you?" After complaining to Ri, he forgot about it.

But in fact, no one thought that he really said what he said, and Feng He was probably busy saving the world.

"Young man, here, here." At the location agreed on the phone, the guardian spirit was already waiting.

Feng He was running out of breath, there was nothing he could do, the other party kept emphasizing that he was in a hurry, and the distance was not very far, nor was it close, and it was not always possible to call a taxi during rush hour.

So he could only run all the way over, and when he saw the guardian elf, he rested on his knees and said, "What happened?"

"Over there," the guardian elf pointed to a remote corner under the viaduct, "the demonic energy has condensed there. It should be a cocoon formed by a high-level monster. Once the monster breaks out of the cocoon, it will be difficult to deal with it."

Feng He looked up, it was a dark corner, it was not very clear from here, "Shall we go and have a look?"

"Okay." The guardian elf flew to Feng He's shoulder and straightened up, "Let's go there."

At this time, Fenghe had already calmed down, and carefully approached with the guardian elf.

Sure enough, near the corner, there was a huge cocoon-like object that was about to move. Something inside was hitting the surface of the cocoon rhythmically, and it seemed that it would break out of the cocoon immediately.

"Sure enough!" The guardian elf flew away from Feng He's shoulder, "Young man, hurry up and purify this cocoon, or the power will increase greatly when the monster comes out."

Although the guardian elf said so, Feng He didn't act immediately, he looked at the elf with some helplessness, "Guardian elf Sang, I don't know how to purify."

He's really just an ordinary tennis teenager, please don't ignore that, okay?

The guardian elf was also taken aback. He actually forgot that the boy was just an OEM and hadn't transformed himself, so he couldn't use the power of the magical girl to purify.

For a moment, one person and one elf looked at each other in blank dismay.

After a while, Fenghe thought about it and said, "Guardian Elf Sang, I still remember you said last time that all you need to do is defeat the monsters. Is this cocoon also okay?"

The guardian elf was stunned, and then looked at Feng He inexplicably, "Although it is true, but young man, what do you want to do?"

Wouldn't it be what he thought?No, no, he felt like he hadn't thought about anything!

There has never been such a moment when the guardian elf felt that he wanted to be an ostrich with his head buried in the sand, so he didn't need to worry if he didn't know.

Of course, Feng He didn't know what the guardian elf was thinking. He took the tennis bag off his shoulder when he heard the other party said yes.

The next moment, the tennis racket was already held by Feng He, "Recently, I have a new move." Although it is still unfinished, he feels that it is more powerful than the tennis ball he used to beat the corpse demon bird before. .

"Wait, boy!" The guardian elf felt as if something had stuck in his throat.

While saving the world, the boy actually took out... a tennis racket?

There are some new moves or something, the guardian elf said that he didn't want to hear it at all!

"Don't worry!" Feng He, who thought the guardian spirit was worried, turned his head and nodded seriously, "I will hit very accurately."

Although the power of his ball is still not as good as that of Byodoin seniors who can hit different dimensions, but he feels that he is still quite confident in dealing with the current situation.

The guardian elf couldn't help but touch his forehead. In fact, he really didn't want to see the boy save the world with a tennis racket.

However, the matter has come to this point, it seems that he can't think of other ways except the young man's way.

Let the young man try it, maybe it will work, anyway, isn't even the corpse demon bird already defeated by the young man's tennis?

So what is he going to say now?

"... Come on?" It should be this sentence, the guardian elf said not so sure.

Seeing this, Feng He nodded, "I will try my best."

As soon as the words fell, he took out the tennis ball, bounced it on the ground twice, and directly threw the tennis ball high.

With his clean swinging movements, the environment that was already darkened seemed to be pierced by lightning in the sky.

In the depths of silence, the most stunning and fierce move.

Almost by mistake, the tennis ball was embedded in the cocoon, and from that point on, the whole cocoon began to crack slowly.

"Huh?" Seeing this, Feng He took out another tennis ball, "Do you need another ball?"

It seems that his moves are still not perfect. In his prediction, only one ball is needed to solve this problem.

No way, this is the self-confidence and arrogance cultivated on the court all the year round.

"I don't think there is any need for it." The voice of the guardian elf answered perfectly, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

"But it doesn't look like it's over yet?" Feng He pointed to the cocoon and asked, "Is there really no need for another one?"

"Look again." The guardian elf's voice finally became less erratic.

Following the words of the guardian elf, the cocoon burst open suddenly, and then one after another fell down, and disappeared into the air before landing.

"It seems that there is no need." Feng He lowered the tennis racket, and as for the ball over there, he didn't plan to pick it up.

After all, he has beaten that kind of thing, although he is well-informed now, so he won't feel too disgusted like he saw this kind of thing in his previous life.

But he still doesn't want that tennis ball.

"..." The guardian elf suddenly didn't want to speak, and after a long while, he finally choked out, "Good job."

In any case, the teenager's work is still very good, although the way of doing things is far from his previous experience.

"Thank you," Feng He nodded to the guardian elf, "So today's work is over?" He put the tennis racket into the tennis bag, "Do you need me to do anything else?"

The previous work was done fairly easily, and Feng He felt that he could do any other work. After all, since he agreed to the other party, he had to take responsibility.

"I don't think it's necessary." The guardian elf said quite honestly, he didn't expect the other party to call it a day so cleanly.

"In that case, I'll go back first." Feng He picked up the tennis bag.

"Yes, if there is a job, I will contact you." At this moment, the guardian elves didn't know whether they should be grateful for finding such a contract worker.