[Net King] The Redemption of the Night

no longer...

"Seigaku Tezuka wins, 6-5!"

In the 12th inning, Tezuka served.

A series of psychological tactics coupled with Tezuka's domain and zero-style slices, Tezuka finally got his own match point.

Fei Yong tightly grasped the protective wall in front of him, and could barely breathe.

And one ball...just one ball.

At the same time, it wasn't just Fei Yong who was nervous, besides everyone in Qingxue, there was also Renzu Yingshi who had been silent all this time.Perhaps infected by the blood and courage of this group of young people, Eiji Ninzu looked at Tezuka with a slightly moved expression.

He is strong and persistent.

It's just... the racket that suddenly fell to the ground in the next second, and the figure that fell suddenly, made everyone present stunned.

Fei Yong stood there unaware, just watching that figure silently.

Oishi, Kikumaru, Fuji, Kaitang, Taocheng, Gan, 6 people climbed over the protective wall and ran towards Tezuka together, only Fei Yong still stood where he was, forgetting to respond.

"go back!"

Tezuka's sudden cold reprimand shocked the six people, and everyone looked at him in shock.

"The game is not over yet, you go back." Tezuka picked up the racket on the ground, held his left shoulder with his right hand and raised his arm.

Fei Yong lowered his head and remained silent for half a minute, until the light was blocked by a shadow, then he slowly raised his head.

"I'm fine." Tezuka stood in front of the protective fence and looked at Fei Yong, the calm look in his eyes made people feel at ease involuntarily.

"I believe in you." Fei Yong pursed his lower lip and slowly smiled, "Guo Guang, grandpa said that after the game, let's go home together."

Tezuka's expression softened: "Okay, let's go home together."

The intimate interaction between the two caught the attention of everyone present, whether it was from Bingdi or Qingxue, they were all guessing for a while whether the "she" mentioned in the Atobe competition was Fei Yong.

Both Hochotaro and Shindo Ryo noticed Tezuka's comforting Hiyong, and subconsciously looked at Atobe together.

"Minister Atobu..." Feng was a little worried.

"Ah, that guy..." Shindo Ryo frowned unhappily, "Tch, his face is so ugly, it looks like he's broken in love."

Shinobu looked at Ryo Shishido with a smile that was not a smile, and successfully made him shut up.

"Speaking of which..." Yue Ren sat in the auditorium with his chin resting on his right hand, with a playful look on his face, "The middle-aged uncle at Qingxue opposite... isn't your father?"

"Ah? Where is it?" Feng Changtaro asked in surprise, "Ninzu-senpai's father! I've never seen him before?"

Renzu adjusted his glasses, and tilted his head gracefully and beautifully: "Does Feng really want to see my family?"

Feng shook his body, and his keen intuition made him shake his head immediately: "Cough...not...just...just curious."

"Cut~" Shishido Ryo curled his lips at Feng who was sweating, "It's so embarrassing."

In the rest area of ​​Qingxue, Fei Yong wanted to show Tezuka a shoulder, but Tezuka stopped her hand and said: "No need." Holding Fei Yong's left hand wrapped in gauze, Tezuka's voice was slightly gentle, "Even the left hand You are all injured, how can you hold the racket in the future? Take care of yourself."

"Cut~ The minister should keep this sentence for himself." Echizen sat on the bench and looked back at the two of them unhappily, his peepholes were full of displeasure, "By the way, why is senior sister injured again?"

Fei Yong smiled: "It's nothing, it's just a minor injury."

Tezuka let go of Fei Yong, took out a wristband from his trouser pocket, and put it in Fei Yong's palm: "Take it away, don't give it to others casually."

"Isn't Grandpa someone else?"

Tezuka shook his head slowly: "Only you are allowed to take it." After saying that, he turned around and went to the bench to pick up the racket.

Oishi stopped Tezuka in disbelief, and looked in Fei Yong's direction: "If this continues, Tezuka's arm will be destroyed! Fei Yong, why don't you stop him!"

The attention of the entire stadium was attracted by Dashi's actions, and the scene was surprisingly quiet and silent.

Tezuka looked at Oishi calmly: "Oishi."

"Don't call me!" Oishi shouted excitedly, "How are you going to fulfill the agreement with Minister Yamato?! The agreement to lead the tennis club to the national competition." Pointing to Tezuka's arm, Oishi looked excited, "I don't want your arm anymore ?!"

Tezuka was silent for a while, then slowly said: "Just one ball, bet everything on this ball, let's go to the whole country together."

Oishi suddenly fell silent for a long time, no longer emotionally excited, but stared heavily at Tezuka: "If this must be the case." Oishi's voice was slow and determined, "Then, please do it." At least don't let the sacrifices you've made so far be in vain.

Tezuka nodded understandingly.

"Qingxue—! Come on—! Qingxue—! Come on—!"

Suddenly, Kawamura's loud voice came from the auditorium, and Fei Yong lowered his head to hide his heavy expression.

Echizen got up from the coach's bench, walked outside, and suddenly said when he passed by Tezuka: "Let me declare in advance, you don't want to lose."

"I won't lose." Tezuka looked down at the short boy, his eyes were still sharp enough to make the scalp tingle.

"I hope so." Echizen said tuggingly, his big eyes met Tezuka's, "It would be interesting if I let my senior see you lose."

Tezuka turned his eyes away and went straight to the playing field: "I won't lose, whether it's playing or something else." There are too many people who covet Xiao Ye, and one can suppress one by one, "You should bless your seniors and sisters .”

"Cut~ This suggestion is not good at all." Echizen lowered the brim of his hat, and walked out of the court.

In the next game, Tezuka endured severe pain and worked hard in silence. From the draw to the tie-break, although there was pain and forbearance on that quiet face, they were all suppressed by firm belief.

"37-36!"

As the game time got longer and longer, Fei Yong's face turned pale.While everyone's attention was on the arena, Fei Yong carefully covered the wound on his abdomen, silently watching the figure who still insisted.

"Tezuka's left hand, he probably won't be able to lift it up soon..." Fuji looked at the field seriously, and whispered softly.

"Why? Why don't you stop after this?!" Katsuro grabbed Dashi's sleeve excitedly and shouted.

"Look at their eyes." Dashi looked at the field silently, and said in a deep voice, "No one can stop this game." Maybe Fei Yong can, but Tezuka is unwilling to accept that kind of stop.Fei Yong knew Tezuka well, so he would rather stand in the arena and endure the torment of watching him get hurt but not being able to stop it, rather than go against his wishes.

For the last ball, Fei Yong could clearly see the trajectory of the ball, and when the ball hit the net, Fei Yong suddenly showed a smile.

enough.

This is enough.

There is no need for results, and it doesn't matter whether you win or lose. This game is enough for her to reminisce and miss her for a lifetime.

Such a passionate Tezuka, such a persistent Tezuka, such a powerful Tezuka, why use a game to prove anything.He is him, that powerful man, the man she Fujiwara Ye loves.

Tezuka raised his head, his sweaty face shone slightly in the sun, making Fei Yong's heart beat suddenly, faster and hotter, as if it would jump out in the next second.

When the heads of the two schools shook hands with each other, Atobe suddenly said: "It was a beautiful match." The next second, Atobe looked in Fei Yong's direction, with complicated eyes that made people sad, "Her eyes are very good."

Tezuka gave a "hmm" and said seriously: "Thank you."

Fei Yong wanted to step off the stage to meet Tezuka, but every movement of his tense body was very laborious at this time, so he could only stand still and constantly relieve his emotions, and then went down to look for Tezuka after a while.

"What should I do next... Minister Tezuka actually lost, the score was 2-2, do you want to continue the game?" Horio yelled, his croaking voice made people irritated.

"Xiao Ye." A voice suddenly came from behind, Fei Yong looked subconsciously, but did not expect it to be Sanada.

"Xuan Yilang." Fei Yong said, revealing a faint smile.

Two days ago, due to the special request of Sanada's mother, Fei Yong had to call each other's names with Sanada.Because Fei Yong has long been used to being called Xiao Ye by others, so he is not interested in Sanada's address; but Sanada, when he heard Fei Yong call him Xuan Yilang, subconsciously froze for a moment, and then his eyes sank.

"Are you injured?!" Walking over in three steps at a time, pulled Fei Yong's body, and noticed faint blood stains on her hand covering her abdomen at a glance.

Everyone in Qingxue gathered around in surprise when they heard Sanada's voice. Liu Lianer closed his eyes and said his data: "The probability of abdominal injury is 100%."

Fei Yong pressed Sanada's hand on her shoulder with his gauze-wrapped left hand. Before he could speak, Sanada held his left hand and asked again: "Your hand is also injured?" He stood far away just now and didn't notice Tezuka. Shaking hands with Fei Yong, so I don't know that Fei Yong's left hand is injured.

Fei Yong shook his head lightly: "A little injury, it's not a problem." Seeing everyone's worried eyes, Fei Yong smiled lightly, "I'm still standing here, don't put on such an expression." Fortunately, her The coat is black, and the blood stains cannot be seen clearly, otherwise I really don't know how to explain it.

Ninzu Yingshi pulled Fei Yong to his side, frowned and looked at the blood on her hands, his rigid facial expression at this time was not only restrained anger but also restrained anger.

Fei Yong knew that this time he really annoyed Renzu Yingshi, so he smiled carefully and gave Buer a wink at the side.

Fuji pretended not to see it, but motioned for Tezuka, who was still in the arena, to come over.

Fei Yong's heart