moon watch boy

Long Er looked at the figures on the field, touched his chin, and said, "It seems that Rujiang has found someone he is satisfied with."

Higurashi pursed his lips when he heard Long Er say this, and continued to watch their game, his eyes fell on Guan Yue on the field, his eyes were slightly darkened, he didn't think that Guan Yue's goal was just to defeat the gatekeeper Irie and set off an uprising .

If he hadn't seen it that day, Guan Yue seemed to have awakened his other dimension. Although it passed by in a flash, the breath was very similar to another dimension.

If it is true, he should be forced out by Yukimura Seiichi. It is a prototype of another dimension. As for whether he can awaken it depends on his own creation, but even the prototype is already very good. After all, it inspires people from another dimension to train. There are not many camps at present, especially the middle school students.

Irie looked at Guanyue with a smile on his face, "After playing for so long, let me show you my tennis."

"Your tennis ball?" Guan Yue frowned slightly, and suddenly saw that his movements changed and his back was hunched, in a strange state, a faint white mist emerged, and the white mist gradually spread around him centered on him, and then spread out A powerful momentum exudes a palpitating atmosphere.

"Spiritual power!" Guan Yue narrowed his eyes, and a gleam of surprise flashed in his eyes, feeling the oppressive spiritual power on the field, his face couldn't help but become serious.

Looking at Irie's figure appearing in front of the net, Guanyue quickly rushed to the bottom line, his body stretched like a straight bow, the ball in his hand was stretched tightly, and the next moment the light beam penetrated into him When hitting the court, the body bounced up suddenly, the racket was aimed at the tennis ball in mid-air, and the racket fell down.

Swish!

With a quick step, the dark light in Irijiang's eyes moved slightly, and he quickly chased after him, aiming his wrist at the opposite direction of Guanyue, and with a bang, he slapped and kicked the ball.

Whoosh!

The tennis ball was hit straight to the sideline, and the strong pressure made the hearts of those watching the game tremble. Guanyue looked at the familiar movements, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes. The repetitive movements suggested that he really thought he couldn't see come out.

Guan Yue looked at the ball on the ground, clenched the racket in his hand and saw the opportunity, and immediately bullied him. The black jacket was swayed by the wind, and he raised his hand and swung it down. A dull bang resounded through the audience.

He has changed the hitting point and strength of this ball. After being hinted for so long, he should also hint him. After all, he doesn't want to be the last one to end the game. He has to go back to welcome Yukimura who has returned from victory.

Irie stared at the figure standing opposite, and used his eyesight to distinguish Guanyue's return ball. He rushed to the ball's landing point almost instantly, and his sharp swing brought a strong air current in the air.

"Hmm, topspin? Just what I want!"

Guanyue's eyes froze, and the racket in his hand had already changed his movements. The moment the racket touched the ball, he swung it downwards, creating a weak air current.

boom!The tennis ball turned into a sharp yellow light and flew towards the river. Because of the speed, the yellow ball directly rubbed against the air and made a strong piercing sound.

Irie squinted his eyes and frowned. He didn't hit back in the way he expected. Hearing the stabbing sound, relying on his keen intuition, he could clearly feel the gravity contained in Guan Yue's ball. There are several layers of rotation force added to it, which seems to be a bit like the thousand machine he used when he came back. Could it be that he saw the actions he repeatedly hinted at?

The figure quickly swept up, and Irikawa had no time to think, his eyes were fixed on the spinning ball coming from the shuttle, his lips were pressed tightly, his hands held the racket, and with a diagonal ball, the tennis ball precisely hit Guanyue's left baseline At a dead end.

Seeing this, Guanyue's lips curled into a smile, and he was in a hurry to enter the river!

He didn't use Thousand Machines this time, but since he thought he would use Domain and Thousand Machines next, let him think so.

As soon as he moved his footsteps, he quickly swiped to the bottom of the tennis ball, raised his hand and swung the racket violently to hit the tennis ball. The speed and power of this ball were even worse than before, and the racket produced several afterimages. bang.

In an instant, Irijiang felt dozens of black shadows flash past in front of his eyes, the tennis ball disappeared over the court in an instant, and in the next second, countless afterimages disappeared in an instant.No, not just Wuying!See what you should do at the beginning of the month.

Irie's eyes trembled, and he subconsciously searched for the shadow of the ball on the field. He concentrated on feeling it. Looking at Guanyue, who was dripping with sweat, he was suddenly shocked. His mental strength could not feel the ball. The last ball he broke out when he played Yukimura Seiichi the other day...

This feeling is... Did he think of that breath?

Irie was stunned for a moment, looking at him in disbelief. In an instant, the tennis ball flashed, and Irie quickly regained consciousness and subconsciously twitched the racket and raised his hand to counterattack, but his elbow suddenly stopped, and the tennis ball brushed across the racket line and flew over. He was too slow. half a beat.

Guanyue raised her hand to wipe off the slippery sweat, looked at him with a smile and asked, "Hey, I have been hinted by senior for so long, what do senior think of this hint, it is really not easy to seize the opportunity."

"You know I'm hinting at you!?"

Guanyue looked at his astonished expression, curled her hair, and said innocently, "I didn't know it at first, but it's suspicious that you lured me to return the ball in the way you imagined, especially if I gave you wrong data. Afterwards, you are still tempting me to follow your rhythm, so I can only follow the plan."

"Senior, after all, you still don't regard me as a data player. Although I don't use data tennis much in official matches, I have never forgotten that I am a data player, and data is everything to me."

"In addition to our last practice match with no results, although I don't have 50.00% control over your data, I still have [-]% certainty."

Irie looked at him with a very complicated expression. For a moment, he didn't know whether he should say that he was careless or that the people who played with data were evil and calculated to such an extent.

Taking a deep breath, Irie forced himself to calm down, clenched his racket, pushed his glasses with one hand, looked at him and asked in a deep voice, "Are you sure you want to win this game?"

"Hmm, isn't my performance obvious? The only one who wins today's game is me, Guan Yue!"

"This man is simply too arrogant!"

"Junior high school students are too confident. Senior Irie hasn't said anything yet."

Hearing the voices of other high school students talking, Irie couldn't help but chuckled, without any irritation on his face, "If you want to win against me, it depends on your performance on the last two balls. If you win, this court will be given to your country. We have no problem with middle school, but it depends on whether your next performance satisfies us, if not, even if you win, we can use various methods to get it back from you."

"It's still the same sentence, the only one who wins is me, Guan Yue."

"Then watch it!" Irie looked at him, raised the tennis ball in his hand, the corners of his lips narrowed, and his expression became much more indifferent.

The two once again competed for the final ownership of the last two balls. The sound of intensive rackets continued to sound, and the fast tennis now completely left only afterimages visible.

Irie looked at the tennis ball flashing in front of his eyes, and a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes. The data player is really a data player who collects the opponent's information all the time. His data is constantly updated and changed in his hands after he sees through it. latest record.

On the playing field, beads of sweat slid down Guan Yue's cheeks, and the heavy panting indicated that his physical strength was being consumed rapidly, but the movements of his hands did not stop for half a minute due to the falling beads of sweat. .

Judging from the current tie between the two, if Guanyue fails to win both balls, Irijiang will defend Court No. [-] in this game, but if Guanyue wins, the middle school students will be able to occupy Court No. [-], if they don't win, it will be a tie-break match, and the final outcome will become unpredictable again.

On the other side, Yukimura looked at the Bupo Iron Man on the opposite side, and snorted coldly, "The same trick is useless to me."

He avoided the ball in an instant with his footsteps, and he raised his racket and slammed it towards the tennis ball in the air. With a loud bang, the tennis ball was hit by him again.

Bupo stared intently at guessing the power of Yukimura's ball, and realized that it was different from the tennis ball before, his eyes were dim, and he could see the trajectory of the ball completely in his eyes, and smiled with his lips curled up, "You know how to play tennis better than I thought! ! But... I'm still at the level of a junior high school student, so I'll give in one more step."

Seeing this, he swung the racket with his backhand and used his favorite technique to copy and reflect Yukimura's ball. He wanted to see where the ball was weird.

Immediately, he took a step forward and jumped up directly, trying to intercept the rapidly diving and spinning tennis ball.

The moment the racket collided with the tennis ball, Yukimura obviously felt something was wrong. The moment he caught the ball, the tennis ball that was fixed in his eyes gradually dimmed, and the light in his field of vision dimmed instantly, and the racket in his hand could not feel the tennis ball.

It was his extinguishing five senses. Hearing the voice in his ears and his keen mental strength, a dark light flashed in Yukimura's eyes. He closed his eyes slightly, relaxed, and slammed towards the tennis ball while holding the racket tightly in his arms.

"Yeah, it's really surprising that he called back." Bupo looked surprised when he saw him call back with his eyes closed. He had clearly noticed his slack eyes and stiff movements just now, but he caught up with him in a blink of an eye. Raised the racket and snapped it down hard.

Hearing the sound, Yukimura suddenly broke free from his visual deprivation, opened his eyes and looked at the tennis ball coming straight towards his face, and quickly moved the figure, hitting the tennis ball back quickly after it bounced off.

boom!The moment Bupo hit the tennis ball, his amazing perception felt a unique and strange rotation hitting the racket, and he looked at Yukimura in amazement, he, how could he not feel the weight of the tennis ball?

"what have you done?"

Seeing his ugly face, Yukimura chuckled, "What do you think I can do to you?"

"You, you can actually see it? How is it possible! You are not..." Bupo looked at his clear eyes and said in surprise, it was not like this just now, his mirror pupil...

The tennis ball flew out again and disappeared like a flash of lightning, jumping from the origin to the front of the unbreakable iron man in an instant.

In the field of vision, a spinning tennis ball came straight towards him, the racket in his hand was tight and tight, and he jumped up without breaking the Iron Man's footsteps, trying to intercept the fast diving and spinning tennis ball.

The moment the racket collided, the ball that was fixed in his eyes bounced slightly on the racket, and completely disappeared. The vision was dark, and Yukimura on the other side was invisible.

Bupo Iron Man hesitated for a moment, and understood that the force on the return ball just now should be Yukimura Seichi's Five Senses.

He gasped, and clenched the racket very hard. He didn't believe that this brat could deprive him of all his senses!

"Whew!" The racket in his hand was swung empty, and the whole world was in darkness. He raised the racket again without giving up, but he didn't hear any sound.

"Your mirror image is useless to me, and besides, I know my five senses best. Senior, welcome to my world of five senses." Yukimura looked at his movements and smiled. He was no longer the original Yukimura. He's too smart, mirror copying the five senses is useless to him, it's his own five senses.

As early as before the Kanto competition, Guanyue broke free from the five senses of extinction, and his five senses of extinction have already begun to change, but now, even if the opponent is Genichiro Guanyue and the others, he also guarantees that they will not be able to get rid of his five senses of extinction. break free.

When Fupo heard Yukimura's voice, his complexion changed drastically, his face turned pale, his mirror image...how could it be possible, he was clearly being tricked...

With a bang, his body was hit by the tennis ball bounced high by Yukimura in front of him like cartilage that had lost its support. He subconsciously stepped back a few steps and fell to the ground on the spot without knowing what was under his feet. A cloud of dust.

U-17's training uniform became wrinkled, his sweaty body was covered with dust, his eyes lost focus, and he couldn't feel the pain on his body.

He was sitting on the ground, clenched his fists tightly, his face was pale, and he didn't know where the racket in his hand fell. From a distance, he looked extremely embarrassed.

What he can hear is his own thumping, heartbeats that are stronger than the last, and the sounds that keep ringing in his ears, including his own, the coach's, and others...

"not me……"

"I don't want to listen, don't listen!"

"Where's my racket, where's the racket..."

Bupo Iron Man hugged his head, avoiding the sound in his ears, suddenly turned around and kept groping on the ground, looking for the racket that fell on the ground. After exploring several times, he finally found the racket that fell in front of him. He held the racket tightly and searched for it. Consolation, touching the racket and leaning on the racket to try to stand up, but the legs suddenly trembled and fell down again.

Yukimura looked at him, and his gaze fell on the NO.11 badge on his chest. The exquisite badge shone brightly in the warm sun and attracted him.

Packing up the racket, Yukimura glanced at the Invincible Iron Man who lost all five senses, and slightly hooked his lips. From now on, the number 11 of the Japanese team is Yukimura Seiichi, and he will be the new No. 17 in the U-11 training camp. .[-]!

"Boom!" There was a crash, and the yellow tennis ball rolled down, leaving deep dents on the ground.

Looking at Wei Tailang on the right side who was panting heavily, he put away his racket and said softly, "Sorry, I won."

On the right side, Wei Tailang looked at the opposite side wearing a red and black training uniform with a slightly red face and a soft expression. His mood was very complicated. Are all the junior high school students who came back from the back mountain so powerful.

Fuji seems to have noticed his gaze, smiled apologetically at him and turned to leave the court, looking at the field behind him, his eyes were worried, and he didn't know what happened to Sanada and the others.

"boom!"

"boom!!"

"The last ball." Hi Mu looked at the two people on the screen and said softly.

Guanyue raised the racket and pressed it down hard, the slapping sound was extremely loud, and the tennis ball fell in front of Irie in an instant, exploding in front of him.

Irie was surprised at how fast Guan Yue's returning power was. Surprise was nothing but surprise. His speed was still not slow. After all, this was the ball they had to decide the winner.

In an instant, he appeared in front of the tennis ball, and with a snap, he stopped the falling ball, and the terrifying impact carried by the tennis ball pressed down on the racket.

Irie felt the unconscious twitch of his fingers, and suddenly opened his eyes wide to look at the triumphant smile behind the net.

The sound of "crack, bang, bang" came from the hand, and Irie looked up at the string that jumped off the racket, the brown eyes under the lens shrank suddenly, and the tight string refracted a faint light in the sun, and then there was a click again .

Irie looked at his racket in astonishment. Although the racket touched the tennis ball, he could not resist the terrifying impact of the tennis ball. He underestimated the last strength of Guanchu, and the strength he exerted was too late to attach to him. Tennis powers compete.

Even before he had time to buckle the racket, the string on the racket began to collapse. Without the obstruction of the wire, the tennis ball instantly passed through the collapsed wire and hit the ground with a bang, making a crisp sound.

"Sorry, I won!" Guanyue tried to ignore Jiang Weihei's face, and said with a smile. He admitted that he took advantage of this ball, but in the end, he won, didn't he?

He is a data-oriented player, and he is very good at controlling the data. He knew that Irijiang would be serious when he returned the last ball, so he just didn't give him a chance to return the ball. This was his last strength. If he doesn't win again, he really has no chance to win.

He now knows why the position of the back court is constantly changing. Only after reaching the third court, the position here has not been completely occupied. There are people like Irie who secretly guard the third court and want to completely occupy the third court. It's really not easy to enter the second court.

Irie looked at Guanyue's smiling face, put away his racket and wiped his sweat, and then regained his cheerful and lively expression, and said angrily, "I have seen the strength of your data-oriented players. Sure enough, no one who plays with data is simple."

"Hmm, senior's words are wrong. It's not easy to play with data-type people, and your acting skills are also not simple." Guan Yue put away her racket and replied with curly hair.

He had dealt with Irijiang so many times, but he still couldn't figure out which of his words were true and which were joking with him.

Irie smiled when he heard him say this, walked over to look at him, and quickly restrained his playful expression, "I am satisfied with your performance, and even if we don't plan to hand over the No. [-] court to you, it will be broken by you. It's just a matter of time, not to mention that Shibuya, the gatekeeper on the surface, was also defeated by you."

"So?" Guan Yue looked up at him, curly hair paused, waiting for his follow-up.

"So this place will be handed over to you in the future."

Seeing his serious look, Guan Yue pursed her lips and said, "Thank you."

Irie put his shoulders on his shoulders as if he didn't intend to let him go, but said in a familiar tone, "You're welcome, who told me to lose, are you going to challenge those people next?"

Guanyue watched his movements, and frowned slightly. It's not good for the two of them to hang shoulders and shoulders all covered in sweat, but thinking that Irie didn't embarrass him, she endured it and glanced at him, truthfully. Nodding, "Of course, don't seniors want to go further?"

"Of course I want to, but you seem to have forgotten that I'm already in my third year of high school."

Hearing this, Guanyue was stunned for a moment, that's right, Senior Irie is in his third year of high school. After the U-17 training, they, senior seniors, will not have the opportunity to come to the training camp. It's just... he didn't understand something. Senior Irie suddenly asked him this do what.

Irie loosened his hands and stood up straight, and continued, "But this is the last time we are in the training camp. I originally thought that my identity would not be discovered until the end. After all, everyone's focus is now on me. But on that group of people, I didn't expect that I would be caught by you before the end, and I have nothing to say when I lost to you in the game, I can only say that your performance is still satisfactory to me."

He turned around and stared at Guan Yue, and said with a slight smile, "So, congratulations on becoming the new NO.20 of the training camp!"

"What, what!" Guanyue exclaimed, and looked at him with wide eyes in surprise. The No. 20 in the training camp was actually him, and he actually had such an identity. Guanyue blinked, a little unbelievable.

The news really surprised him. He thought that Irie was just a goalkeeper in the dark of the No. 20 court, but he was the No. [-] of the training camp.

Irie looked at his unbelievable expression and smiled, "I didn't expect that I would be No. 20 in the training camp. I didn't intend to tell you, but whoever beat me, the U-17 training camp The regulations are very clear, so in addition to being the goalkeeper of the No. 20 stadium, this badge should also belong to you, congratulations on becoming the NO.[-] of the Japanese representative team."

Irie took out the No. 20 badge of the representative team that had never been away from his pocket before. Looking at the warm badge, Irie pursed his lips, his eyes were a little bit reluctant, but in the end he handed it over to Watching the moon.

Guanyue looked down at the warm badge in her hand, and suddenly felt that the badge in her hand became heavy, looked up at the look of reluctance in Irie's eyes, and couldn't help but call out senior.

"Do you think it's a good deal to compete with me, huh? You got everything you wanted. But at the same time, I also want to tell you that handing over this badge and the identity of the gatekeeper to you also means that you have the responsibility There is also an extra copy, and the third court will be handed over to you in the future, don't let me down."

At the end, Irie added, "I will do what I say. If you dissatisfy me, I will take it back."

Guanyue knew that the training camp did not have a policy to withdraw badges, and knew that Irie was trying to scare him, but she still clenched the badge in her hand, bowed deeply to him, looked up at him, and said seriously, " Thanks, I'll do my best to stay here."

Irie patted him on the shoulder, "My mission is over here, go and see them, maybe they're back too."

"Jiang really didn't keep it." Long Er looked at them and said with a sigh of regret.

Rimu looked at Long Er's pityful look, and couldn't help but said, "But Guan Yue's performance made him very satisfied, otherwise, Irie wouldn't have given him the badge."

"That's right, it's just that thinking of these restless little devils breaking through so many courts in an instant, it's really hard to calm down, and the supervision is too cunning."

"No way, who made this group of people brought out by supervisors, we coaches can only accept our fate."

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