[Net King] The Spring of a Supporting Actor

Ishida, who was standing on the other side of Fujiwara, opened his eyes wide and looked at Fujiwara in shock as he was posing with a wave ball, and asked loudly: "Fujiwara, don't you remember what you said to me at the beginning? You can't hit at all— —of the wave ball!"

"Wave ball—?"

"What is a wave ball?"

"Why does it sound so dangerous?"

Other people outside the court were very surprised and curious, and all their eyes were on Fujiwara alone.

"If not——, I hate you!" Fujiwara bit his lips tightly, red blood slowly oozing from his lips, his face still had the same expression, but the deep red pupils showed Fujiwara's boundless anger.

"I hate you!" Fujiwara held the racket with both hands, turned around, and hit the ball with all his strength.

Ju Juhei was shocked when he saw Fujiwara hit the wave ball, but he was more fortunate in his heart. Fortunately, Fujiwara did not lose his mind and use a one-handed wave ball.

Kamio and the others also breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to look at Fujiwara. They didn't think that Fujiwara could catch Fujiwara's two-handed wave ball.

"Fuer, don't catch it!" Dashi saw that the ball was so powerful that it was not something that Buer's thin arms could bear, so he stood up and stopped him immediately.

It's just that looking at Fujiwara's flushed eyes, his heart felt as if he was hit by a heavy object, and he only saw the ball flying towards him in an instant.

The yellow light was like a flash of lightning, rushing towards Budu aggressively.

Now the score is [-] to [-]. If Fujiwara wins the goal again, the score will be [-] to [-]. Fuji Shusuke and Kawamura Takashi will be completely passive, and there are very few chances of turning defeat into victory.

"This shot is the key, we must never lose again!" Fuji swung his racket with a serious expression, and there was determination in those clear eyes. He must not lose this point again.

"Fuer, your arm can't bear it!" Qian Zhenzhi also shouted, hoping that Buer can give up the ball.

It's just that Bu Er must not give up this goal!

At this time, Takashi Kawamura ran over, waved the racket in his hand, and shouted loudly: "Fuer!"

Kawamura only felt that his hands were heavy, extremely heavy, and his arms were trembling slightly, but Kawamura absolutely couldn't just give up like this, with a grim face, he hit Fujiwara's wave ball back in great pain!

Fujiwara stared expressionlessly at the ball flying back towards him. After Takashi Kawamura hit back with all his strength, the ball became faster and more ferocious.

"Don't! Your arm will be hurt!" Ishida saw that Fujiwara had put on a wave ball again, and shouted loudly: "Fujiwara, no!"

Ju Juping had just breathed a sigh of relief, but seeing that Fujiwara was planning to hit back with a wave ball, he was very anxious and shouted angrily: "Stop, Fujiwara!"

"Continuous—continuous wave ball?"

The others also looked at Fujiwara in shock, they didn't expect that Fujiwara would use such powerful moves continuously, and it seemed that they could not listen to what the people at Bubufeng said, such moves would do great harm to Fujiwara.

It's just that what they didn't expect was that Fujiwara no longer held the racket with both hands this time, but held the racket with his right hand alone.

What he wants to use is a one-handed wave ball that is more powerful than a two-handed wave ball.

Fujiwara looked at Fujiwara, looking at the familiar face, which seemed far away in the sky, but also seemed close at hand, and tears flowed out of his eyes unconsciously.

There were tears in his red eyes, but Fujiwara's lips were kept tightly closed, even though the trace of blood flowed out slowly, he would not let his tears flow out.

He won't shed any more tears for that person!

no way!

"Bang!" With a sound, the ball was hit back by Fujiwara with a single-handed wave ball.

Horio opened his mouth wide, and said in horror: "Ah! The wave ball with one hand! It seems to be more powerful than just now, it's really scary!"

Qian Zhenzhi frowned, his voice was low, and he was very worried in his heart. He couldn't help saying: "The wave ball with one hand is more powerful than the wave ball with two hands. What should Fuji and Kawamura do?"

Seeing that Fujiwara hit such a powerful ball with one hand again, Fujiwara wanted to catch it, but this time it was Kawamura who caught the ball for him.

Fujiwara's one-handed swing ball with his not strong arm may not be as powerful as Ishida's one-handed swing ball, but such a powerful ball is rarely caught by anyone.

"Burning!"

However, Kawamura once again caught Fujiwara's one-handed swing ball for Fujiwara, exhausted all his strength, feeling as if his body was smashed into pieces, and at the last moment he hit back Fujiwara's one-handed swing ball.

The tears in Fujiwara's eyes blurred his vision, blurred the face in his eyes, blurred the sincere and kind smile, blurred that period of memory.

He could no longer see that person's appearance clearly, it seemed that that person was getting farther and farther away in his eyes.

Fujiwara slowly raised the racket, but his eyes were blank, his mind was blank, and there was nothing left.

There is really nothing left!

"Fujiwara—!"

"Fujiwara-kun, stop picking up!"

All the players of the Fudo Peak Tennis Club stood up, staring at the ball that Kawamura hit again with wide eyes.

"Fujiwara, I'm coming!" Ishida ran to Fujiwara and tried his best to catch the ball that Kawamura hit back.

Saying that, without waiting for Fujiwara to react, he swung his racket directly to catch the ball.

"Ah!" As soon as the racket touched the tennis ball, Ishida's face changed, his pupils widened, as if they were about to burst, and his expression was very painful. The net cable on the racket was constantly being oppressed. , Ishida hit the ball back.

only--

"OUT! 40 to 30!"

The ball flew directly out of the sideline, out of bounds, and the tennis ball imprinted on the ground seemed to be still emitting heat, it was frightening to watch!

People outside the court watched this scene in shock. There was still someone able to catch that powerful ball.

The heartbeats of Kamio and the others seemed to have stopped, and they resumed their heartbeats and breathing after the referee's voice appeared.

Kamio said with lingering fear: "Fujiwara is really messed up! Fortunately, Ishida is here, otherwise Fujiwara would have been injured by now."

Hearing Kamio's words, Shinji looked at Kamio and smiled, and couldn't help asking, "Are you worried about Fujiwara?"

The tone was very certain, it wasn't asking Kamio, but Fukasa expressed his opinion.

When Kamio heard that Shenji actually said that he was worried about Fujiwara, his face blushed slightly, and immediately, as if he had eaten gunpowder, he repeatedly denied: "How could that be! How could I be worried about that guy! I'm not worried about him, I'm just— Just, worry about this game!"

Shinji and the others all laughed, except Tachibana Kihei who looked at Ishida solemnly.

Fujiwara stared blankly at Ishida who took the ball back for him, did not speak, his eyes were dim.

Ishida looked at Fujiwara and smiled apologetically. He looked very embarrassed, and said in a low voice, "I'm really sorry, Fujiwara. I thought I could catch the ball back, but I didn't expect it to be out of bounds in the end! But, Fujiwara, there is nothing behind you." No more bouncing balls! Your arms are so thin, you're bound to get hurt."

Fujiwara looked at Ishida and was silent for a long time before asking, "Why did you help me hit this ball?"

"We are partners, playing doubles! Of course I want to catch this ball for you!" Ishida said as a matter of course, and then noticed that Fujiwara's lips were red with blood, and immediately said: "Fujiwara, your lips are bleeding !"

Fujiwara didn't speak, and didn't care about the blood on his lips. He glanced at Ishida's right wrist, lowered his eyes, making it difficult to see the change in his eyes, and then looked at Fuji and Kawamura standing on the other side, and said nothing. Go to the rest area of ​​Fudo Peak.

Seeing Fujiwara approaching, Ju Juping calmed down some anger in his heart, got up and walked towards the referee, saying: "Referee, Fudofeng abstained in this round!"

"Ah? What?" The referee was taken aback.

Others also looked at the president of Fudo Peak, Tachibana Juhei, in amazement. They didn't understand why Fudo Peak suddenly asked to abstain from the first game.

"Why did Fudo Peak abstain? Obviously they are going to win!" Horio asked puzzled.

Gan Sadaharu didn't speak, just looked at Ishida's right wrist.

"Captain, what are you talking about? Why did you abstain? We are going to win—"

Ishida held the racket, looked at Ju Juping, and asked loudly, but before Ishida finished speaking, the racket in his hand fell to the ground.

Kamio and the others also understood this scene, and their hearts became very heavy. At the last moment, because of the ball just now, Ishida was injured for Fujiwara.

Ju Xing, who was standing outside the field, hurried to get the medical kit, thinking of temporarily treating the injured part for Ishida.

Ju Juping walked up to Ishida, patted Ishida on the shoulder, and said in a serious voice, "Don't worry! Fudo Peak will definitely win!"

Ishida lowered his head, knelt on the ground slowly, choked up and said, "I'm sorry! I'm really sorry!"

Fujiwara glanced at Fujiwara, then at Ishida's right wrist, feeling very heavy.

The rest of Qingxue also looked at the Fudo Peak team members in amazement and admiration, and it wasn't until this moment that Fudo Peak truly moved everyone.

Kikumaru sighed, "The Fudo Peak team is really strong!"

Everyone else nodded.

Ju Juping looked at Fujiwara who was tidying up his tennis bag without saying a word, and briefly helped Ishida tidy up the injured part, and said to Fujiwara, "Fujiwara, take Ishida to the hospital for a look."

Just as Fujiwara was about to leave the tennis court, when he heard Tachibana Juhei's words, he paused, turned his head and glanced at Ishida, and finally left alone.

"Captain, look at Fujiwara. Ishida was injured because of him, yet he just left without saying a word! It's too much!" Kamio said indignantly.

Tachibana Juhei looked at Fujiwara's back, feeling a little puzzled in his heart, turned his head to look at Seigaku's Fujisuke Shusuke, did not respond to Kamio's grievance, and said to Tachibana Xing: "Xing, take Ishida to the hospital!"

Tachibana nodded, but she was a little worried about Fujiwara.

Fujiwara walked alone with a tennis bag on his back, the sky was overcast, and it began to rain slowly, pattering.