moon watch boy

In the morning, all the junior high school students got up very early and gathered on the court to wait for the referees to announce the final list of the first team.

Higurashi and Saito looked at the high school students and middle school students who couldn't wait to know the list, their lips slightly raised, they looked down at the list in their hands, and began to announce the list: "According to the performance of everyone in ten days, now we have the same Those who qualify for the first army competition are..."

Everyone listened to the list with their ears upright, for fear of missing their own names. Guanyue looked at the concentrated appearance of the people around him, and slightly curled his lips. Suddenly, his face changed suddenly in the next second, and he looked up at Yukimura standing in front of him in surprise. , he had thought that there would be Yukimura, but how could there be only Yukimura alone...

Sanada and the others also looked at Yukimura in amazement, with different expressions on their faces. Out of twenty people, they only heard one name they were most familiar with——Seiichi Yukimura.

Echizen pulled his hat and stared at Yukimura with the same face in front of him, and murmured, "Senior Guanyue really guessed it right, we don't have our names at all, and the only junior high school student is Yukimura-senpai..."

"Why is it Yukimura!?"

"Senior Yukimura and No. 11 are not unbeatable, are they so high?" Hashimoto murmured, senior was the only one among the more than 200 people in his group who was selected as a junior high school student, and his opponent was ranked eleventh Not breaking the Iron Man, Hashimoto looked up at the normal-looking senior and couldn't help worrying.

"Nineteen out of twenty are high school students. The only representative of our junior high school students is Yukimura. What exactly does their coach want to do?" Shiraishi said with a slight frown. In Tianli, the performance of their junior high school students is no worse than this group of high school students, why is there only one of them.

"Why is there only one of us, they have so many high school students, our performance is no worse than them!"

"That's right, it's not fair at all!"

"Fair? We are the seniors. What's the use of you brats yelling, isn't there only one person selected."

"So what about seniors, it's not like a large group of high school students lost to us."

As the only one among the junior high school students who was selected, Yukimura looked at each of them and said unconvinced, pursed his lips, and slightly closed his eyes, his gentle expression could not tell what emotion he was in.

Sanada looked at the thoughtful Yukimura and said, "Yukimura, come on!"

Akaya heard Sanada's voice, turned around and looked at Yukimura, looking at him expectantly, "Minister, we must win!"

"Be careful, we'll wait for you to come back." Guan Yue looked at him, her eyes fixed on him, and there was a bit of expectation in her dark eyes.

Yukimura looked at them, glanced at them one by one, slightly raised the corners of his lips, and nodded tenderly, "Wait for me to come back!"

"Well, be careful." Lianji looked at him and told him again that they believed that Yukimura would win this match, but they were still a little worried.

"Senior, come on!"

"Then I'm leaving." Yukimura smiled, turned around and walked towards the No. [-] court with his tennis bag on his back.

Seeing Yukimura's back disappearing at the end of the court, Kanyue heaved a sigh of relief and turned around to look at Renji Sanada and Echizen and the others. They looked at each other and nodded, and quietly exited the court amidst the debate between the two sides, each with their backs on their backs. Tennis bags go to their respective reserved courts.

Yukimura pushed open the gate of Stadium No. [-] and looked at the deserted and deserted stadium. His purple eyes were cold, and the corners of his lips twitched very quickly. This was the feeling that Stadium No. [-] gave him at the first time. It really feels best to be with everyone.

"Oh, it seems that someone has gone to the wrong place." Hearing the sound of pushing the door, the young man with dreadlocks holding a racket looked over at the first time, sighed, and saw that the person pushing the door was blue-purple haired and handsome The beautiful boy's expression became even more disdainful. He thought it was some blind high school student who broke in, but he didn't expect it to be a brat.

"Little ghost, do you know where this is?" Fupo walked straight to the court as Yukimura ignored him, and his expression became even more dissatisfied and contemptuous.

Yukimura took off his tennis bag and took out his racket. Looking at the racket in his hand, with a gentle smile on his lips, he looked up at him, "We can start now."

"Start? Heh, this is the first time I've seen someone so impatient to lose." Bupo Iron Man looked at him, sneered, and took out a white bandage to cover his eyes, "Little brat, don't cry when you lose. "

"Really?" Yukimura heard that the corners of his mouth were raised a few degrees, his eyes were a little colder, his gentle emotions were restrained, his eyes were fixed on him, and he burst out with a strong momentum in an instant, "It's not certain who will cry .”

"Manager, why do you think the coaches chose such a high school student?" Yuta looked at everyone's unconvinced look, scratched his head and asked everyone behind him in confusion.

After being stunned for a while without hearing Guanyue's voice, Yuta turned her head and saw that Guanyue was no longer around her for a long time. She frowned, looked around again, and scratched her head. What about the manager? The ones here are gone.

Hashimoto looked at Yuta looking around, as if looking for someone, "What are you looking for?"

Seeing that Hashimoto was still there, Yuta glanced behind him, but there was no one there, and asked, "Where did the manager go?"

"Didn't you still be behind me just now... Eh? Where's the person?" Hashimoto turned his head and looked behind him, with a puzzled expression on his face. The manager and Sanada-senpai were all here just now, so why didn't they disappear.

Senior Sanada?Hashimoto looked around and became even more confused. Why did Senior Sanada disappear? Where did they go?Did you go back to the dormitory?

Guanyue, who was being talked about by the two, was walking towards the third court. The person he was eyeing this time was not other people, but Kanata Irie, who he had always met.

Irie, who was practicing on the training ground, saw Guanyue walking towards him in a black and red training uniform from a distance, stopped his movements and looked at him, with a smile on his lips again, sure enough, his feeling yesterday was correct.

The moment Guan Yue left the court yesterday, he knew that he had already guessed his identity, so he came to Court No. [-] today wearing a black and red training uniform. He was not surprised, but rather looked forward to it.

His matches with Yukimura Seiichi and Shibuya made him see different junior high school students. Irie smiled, maybe he can hand over this position to a more suitable person in this game. As for another identity, He'll have to see how he's doing.

Guan Yue looked at the people who were practicing on the third court looking at him, looking surprised, as if curious why he was here, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and he walked towards them at a faster pace.

After they noticed the color of the training uniform on his body, their expressions changed again. They watched him walking towards them, took a tight breath, followed his footsteps and saw that he finally stopped in front of Irie Kanata, and opened his eyes slightly. eyes.

"Senior Irie, do you accept the challenge?"

Everyone looked at him in surprise. He came to challenge Irie. Irie looked at him and smiled wryly, "You are here in training clothes. Do you think I can refuse? Your challenge, I accept."

"Then please give me some advice, senior." Guanyue stood still and looked at him and promised herself, bowed slightly and said, in fact, the candidate chosen by Buer was also Irie, but after hearing him say that he wanted to challenge Irie, he changed it to challenge Wei Tailang on the right.

Whether it is Irijiang Zuoduo or Wei Tailang on the right, they are all gatekeepers hidden in the dark. This is what they finally confirmed after observing for a long time. Some people want to open the gate of the front court, especially the goalkeeper hidden in the dark, while the rest are looking for other senior high school students who threaten their uprising to occupy the training camp.

Irie watched his movements, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said softly, "Don't let me down, Guanyue-kun."

Guanyue raised her head and watched him turn around and walk towards the center of the field, frowned slightly at his back, thought of their plan, smiled lightly again, looked at him, and said softly, "This game doesn't matter I'll take it no matter what."

"The game starts, and Irie, who is playing on Court No. [-], will serve more, and the game will be over!"

Irie looked at the opposite side and watched the moon, raised his hand and patted the tennis ball in his hand. After the referee's voice fell, he immediately threw the tennis ball high, and instantly twitched the racket.

"Sure enough, they are the people brought out by the supervisor, all of them are very smart." Looking at the court that was being challenged on the screen at the same time, Long Er elongated his tone, with a little more helplessness in his voice.

Long Er watched them choose people from Court No. [-] and Court No. [-], narrowing his eyes slightly, thinking that they would be restless, but he didn't expect to act together, and even picked them specifically. It seems that Irie and the others were discovered It's over.

The last practice match gave Guanyue a little understanding of Irie's strength. He knew that Irie was best at deception and his mental strength, so he didn't give him time to breathe when he returned the ball at the beginning.

"It seems that the game is bound to be won." Irijiang Yang patted back and took a deep look at Guanyue, who was calm and calm, raised his brows slightly, feeling the strange force attached to the ball just now, although This feeling is hard to say, but it is indeed a subtle and indescribable feeling.

Guanyue watched his incoming ball, moved his footsteps, and quickly came to the bottom line. The light was reflected by the tight navy blue net cable, his arms were slightly bent, his muscles were straightened, his eyes were fixed, he spotted the falling tennis ball, and he smashed it hard. He put down the racket and said, "I don't dare to fight you if I'm not serious."

"Really, then let me see how serious you are!" As soon as Irie's strength in catching the ball changed, the speed of the ball suddenly accelerated, and it flew towards Guanyue in the blink of an eye.

Watching his momentum change suddenly, Guan Yue turned slightly sideways to catch up with the tennis ball, raised his racket and hit it with a backhand, the tennis ball left the court instantly with a bang, and a short arc flew across.

The force on the wrist was very small, but from the angle of view, such a small force was just right, returning Irie's spin ball back intact.

boom!

The ball moved towards Ijiang's venue with an irregular route at an extremely fast speed. Irie's expression remained unchanged, his breathing was orderly and undisturbed, and he ran calmly towards the direction where the ball landed.

Swish!

Leaping forward, he raised his racket, pointed it at the tennis ball in mid-air and slammed it down. With a bang, the white tight net instantly intercepted the yellow ball and made a crisp sound. The force of the net accelerates forward and leaps out, and the tennis ball instantly turns into a streamer.

boom!

With a whoosh, the tennis ball shot towards Guanyue's left side like a meteor. Guanyue subconsciously moved to the left, suddenly remembered Irie's acting skills, and rushed forward in an instant.

Listening to the sound of the wind, Guanyue held the racket tightly with both hands and waited for the best smash. Boom, the tennis ball burst out from the front court like a sharp arrow, causing a wave of heat, and the tennis ball quickly spun up and pulled out An unprecedented spin speed.

"I didn't fool you, I'm really disappointed." Irie said while watching his quick movements, pretending to be lost, and the crisp sound of clapping sounded again, and the tennis ball turned into a beam of light, and instantly landed on the opposite field and bounced high rise.

Guanyue looked at the ball that fell to the ground in an instant, and her expression became more dignified again. Irie's strength is stronger than he imagined, but their game has just begun.

With a bang, the racket in his hand aimed at the high-bouncing tennis ball and slammed it quickly. The moment the tennis ball was swung powerfully, the tennis ball was instantly elongated, and the howling wind penetrated the entire court again. Go into the river.

Irie stared at his movements, squinted his eyes slightly, pressed his body slightly, and secretly turned the racket in his hand for two points. The ball hit the net as soon as it passed, and then he stopped to see the hitting point. The arm erupted with great strength, swinging the racket in an instant.

With a bang, the racket hit the tennis ball, and the sudden force caused the string to sag a bit, and the tennis ball under the force flew out and disappeared in front of the eyes again.

The people around only saw him suddenly disappear in the same place, but before he swung his racket, the ball across the net disappeared on the court.

After going back and forth like this, both of their bodies began to heat up, and fine sweat gradually appeared on their bodies.

The tennis balls changed positions countless times in the court of the two of them. The court seemed to be surrounded by afterimages of tennis balls, and the sound of tennis balls passing by was all around their ears.The speed was still accelerating, and Higurashi returned to the monitoring room to see this scene.

Irie and Guanyue were surrounded by the fast shadow of the ball. The two were in a stalemate, neither letting the other go. They swung their rackets sharply and fast. One black and one red figure kept moving. The atmosphere on the court seemed to be extremely tense.

But he found a problem. The movements of Irijiang began to become repetitive. Using different baits to make Guanyue follow his rhythm unknowingly was Irijiang's spiritual hint.

Higurashi smiled, he hadn't seen Irie use this move for a long time, just watching the moon... Higurashi squinted his eyes, looked at the flashing smile in the eyes of the figure flashing across the screen, and couldn't help but let out a soft snort , As expected, he is a data-oriented player with a meticulous mind. It seems that Irie's calculations are going to fail.

That guy clearly knew that Irie was constantly implying that he wanted him to follow Irie's expected action to fight back, so he followed Irie's meaning and secretly changed his data while repeatedly hitting back to confuse Irie. Individuals don't look like people who are easily fooled by each other.

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It feels like this month can end, well, it should be.