Draw a card? Draw a card? !

The matter of Su Tang was just a small episode before the game. After glaring at Mao Li who was afraid of chaos, she sat in the stands of junior high school students as she wished.

In comparison, the atmosphere around her was not so relaxed.

The "shuffling war" adopts the international standard, and each game adopts the system of three sets and two wins. That is to say, whether it is doubles or singles, as long as you play, you must play at least two games.

Not to mention anything else, the physical requirements for the players are harsh enough.The first round was a doubles, which made Liu Hegan, Kikumaru and Oishi, Tachibana and Chitose and other golden partners who cooperated with each other stand up and stand ready to fight.

However, a familiar figure broke their expectations again.

"My uncle is the starter!"

The purple-gray-haired boy came from behind the field with a racket in his hand. His deep voice carried an undeniable meaning, and he directly stopped the other young people who were eager to try, with a cold expression on his face.

"The Department of Traces?"

"He's going to play doubles?" Ghost blurted out.

"Well~ who will team up with him?" Tanedao lay on the railing, looking at the other side with interest.

Atobe walked towards the stadium to meet the eyes of the audience, and when he passed the first row of the stands, he said loudly: "Let's go, Nioh."

"I can't wait." Nioh lazily got up, grabbed the racket and followed behind Atobe.

Such a brand-new combination made everyone's eyes shine. They didn't expect Atobe to play doubles, nor did they expect him to choose Nioh as a partner—these seemed like two unrelated people.

"The two of them?" After Su Tang was surprised, he couldn't help looking at the two people who were fighting with them.

Ochi Moonlight, the former Head of the Ice Emperor Tennis Department, single-handedly made the Ice Emperor famous in the Kanto Competition, and even resounded as the No.1 in the whole country.

Mori Kosaburo, the former Lihai Tennis Club candidate, once...

"It's him," Kenya Ninzu slapped his cousin, pointing at Maori and said excitedly, "I was defeated by him in the finals of the national competition Sitianbaosi and Lihai last year!"

Shinobu Yushi rubbed his shoulders in pain, and said with a wry smile: "If you lose to him, you will lose to him. Why did you beat me..."

"So that's how it is. This is a match between the former head of the Ice Emperor and the senior Li Hai, against the current head of the Ice Empress and the junior Li Hai." Shiraishi pressed his excited teammates, "Okay, Qianya, let's watch the game La."

"Interesting setting." Su Tang smiled and put down his pen, opened the tablet and called up their information.

In front of the net, players from both sides are exchanging salutes before the game.

Under the pressure of Ochi Tsukko's height of 1.9 meters, the other three teenagers who are not thin look extraordinarily "petite". As a high school student, Mori is also [-] meters tall. Comparing the two, Atobe and Nioh appear vulnerable.

However, the momentum and fighting spirit of the teenagers are not bad at all, especially after Nioh "transformed" into Tezuka Kunimitsu-the situation became more interesting.

"Don't let your guard down, Atobe!"

"Ah, what is vigilance?" Atobe put one hand on his hip, with a smile in his eyes, "Can I eat it?"

"I didn't expect to see the doubles combination of Atobe and Tezuka here." Oishi sighed.

"But that's Nioh-senpai." Echizen Ryoma said with a faint smile, leaning on the seats in the back row.

Yukimura stood next to Su Tang, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and wore Li Haida's uniform jacket, as if he stood in the coach's position to watch his teammates' games every time.

"How do you feel now?" Su Tang touched his leg with his right elbow.

"Hehe," Yukimura stared intently at the court, and chuckled, "Even I can't tell Nioh's specific strength. What about Liu, do you have any statistics?"

Liu Lian kept on writing, and said calmly: "The skill of a fraudster lies in deceit, how could he see through it so easily."

"Ah! That serve!" Kirihara didn't pay attention to what they were talking about, and kept staring at the game on the court.

"15-0!"

"30-0!"

With the sound of the tennis ball falling to the ground, the referee kept reporting the scores, all of which were scored by Ochi's serve.On the other hand, Atobe and Nioh stayed where they were on the other half of the court, as if they couldn't react at all.

"My eyes..." Kirihara reached out and rubbed his own eyes, "What happened just now?"

"It's not your illusion. It's true that you can't see the trajectory of the ball at all." Liu Sheng said coldly.

"With a height of 226cm, I hit a perfect serve. According to the data, the success rate is [-]%. No matter who I am, I can't catch it... No, I can't react at all." Liu held the notebook and quickly found the corresponding data.

"Mach serves." Su Tang added.

"Mach... the ratio of speed to sound speed? It's really vivid." Liu wrote down the term.

"We have tested Ochi's serve, and its speed is even higher than that of professional players. What Liu said just now is not accurate. He is not a [-]% success rate, but a [-]% success rate in the first round."

Although there are only two words, there is a big difference in the player's ball control and technical ability.

Su Tang tore off a piece of paper from the back page of the notebook, and quickly drew the trajectory of the ball with a ballpoint pen.

"Wow, Susu, can you see clearly?" Kirihara took the paper in amazement, and studied it with Liu and the others.

The smooth blue lines appear on the paper with virtual reality, and freeze the flickering serve on the square paper.

"Barely, if you look hard, you can still see clearly." Su Tang stopped writing, and just about to cover her eyes with his hand, the other big hand covered her eyelid first, and ironed it with the warmth of the palm. Her sore eyeballs.

Su Tang closed his eyes and curled his mouth, enjoying Yukimura's carefulness, and finished the following words.

"If you have excellent dynamic vision, look at it a few more times, and when your eyes get used to this speed, you can capture its trajectory."

"But... there may not be that much time."

And the fact is as Su Tang said, the Atobu on the court gradually began to adapt to this high-speed ball, but even if they occasionally caught a tennis ball and hit it back, Mao Li, who had been waiting for a long time, would quickly counterattack, not giving them a chance to score. .

"Oh, you actually called back. If you don't pay attention, you will be taken advantage of." Mao Li raised his hand and loosened his shoulders.

"It doesn't matter if you receive it, anyway, it won't affect the situation of the battle." After Ochi said lightly, he swung his racket and made another standard serve.

"Game first army! 1-0!"

"One round is so fast..." Kirihara said in disbelief.

"As long as there is Mach's serve, Ochi's serve cannot be taken away." Yukimura analyzed in a deep voice.

The next game is Nioh's serve.

The boy who had transformed into Tezuka Kunimitsu had the same cold expression.

Jumping and swinging, the green ball flew through the air and landed over the net, but the moment it touched the ground, it slid in the opposite direction against the ground, and did not stop until it lightly touched the net!

"That is--"

The teenagers on the sidelines were all startled, leaning on the railing, their icy blue eyes suddenly opened, they stared at the tennis ball, and then turned to look at the server.

"Zero serve...Niou...Have you learned it yet?"

"I just discovered that Senior Nioh can play with his right hand?!" Kirihara looked at his senior in dismay and amazement, as if he had re-acquainted himself.

"Playing with left and right hands, zero-style serve..." Liu Sheng pushed his glasses and said in a low voice, "It seems that my partner has learned a lot since he came to U-17."

Su Tang had already pulled Yukimura's hand, picked up a pen to make a new record, but the more he remembered, the more he frowned.

"It's amazing, you can still play professional-level balls!" Facing another "Zero", Maoli ran to the landing point with a smile, picked up the tennis ball with the racket before it hit the ground, and hit it back with a backhand.

"Ah! I was beaten back!"

However, the ball, which was aimed at the corner line, flew back to Nioh's side obediently after passing the net, as if attracted by some magnetic field.

"Tezuka Domain!"

The competition became more and more exciting, and the hearts of the teenagers in the stands also rose and fell, and they kept exclaiming.

"Hey, nimble guy." Mouri raised his eyebrows, and retreated to defend after starting. When he passed by Ochi, he heard him say: "Change your strategy and attack."

"No problem~"

"Game Second Army! 1-1!"

"Yoshi!" Kirihara clenched his fist and said excitedly, "This way we can keep our serve! The opponent has a Mach serve, and we also have a zero serve!"

"But the score will only rise alternately, and the gap will not be widened."

"Once there is a stalemate, it will greatly consume their physical strength."

Compared to Kirihara's excitement, Yanagi and Yukimura were more calm and saw farther.

"Ah... what do you think of Susu?" Kirihara rubbed the back of his head, "Wait a minute, why is your expression so serious?"

Su Tang flipped through a few pages of the notebook and stopped at the page "Tezuka Kunimitsu".

"What do you think of Nioh's disguise?" She touched the data recorded on the paper.

"It's perfect." Liu Sheng didn't hesitate.

"In terms of deceit, he can imitate the target...extremely." After Liu himself finished speaking, he seemed to understand Su Tang's concerns, and frowned slightly.

Kirihara looked left and right, and said honestly: "Senior Nioh's disguise is very powerful. He pretended to be someone else, and I have never seen through it."

Su Tang pursed his lower lip, nodded with a heavy heart, and did not speak for a while.

"Game first army! 2-1!"

……

"Game Second Army! 4-4!"

"Game first army! 5-4!"

The game was deadlocked.

"It's completely a match of serve." Fu Er rested his fingers on his chin, a little worried, "According to this situation, in this match, whoever can break the opponent's serve first will be able to control the victory."

"Senior Nioh is amazing, really the same as Tezuka-senpai." The more Kirihara looked at it, the more he was amazed. It was already the fifth serve, and "Tezuka" still had zero mistakes in his zero-style serve.

Su Tang pressed her throbbing temple with her left hand, and her insight was fully mobilized. She passed through the entire court and placed it on Nioh's body. When she keenly noticed the unnatural redness of his left elbow, she said "snap!" Close the notebook.

"What's the matter, Susu?" Yukimura heard the voice, pulled his mind from the game, turned his head and asked softly.

"It's okay, I'm going to get some things." Su Tang shook his head, got up and put the tablet and notebook in place, "Jingshi, keep reading, I'll be back in a while."

"Okay." Although this reason was somewhat familiar, Yukimura saw that there was nothing wrong with her state, so he didn't insist on following her.

But Su Tang didn't leave this time to make excuses, he really wanted to get something.

She had a premonition yesterday that today's game will not be so easy, and it will be a matter of time before someone gets injured, so she prepared some sprays, cotton wool and bandages in advance.

I just didn't expect to use it in the first game.

"what!"