Draw a card? Draw a card? !

"Xianichiro is next?" "Sanada will play doubles, right?"

"..."

"..."

Su Tang laughed and said: "Ah, since U-17 came, everyone will always create new combinations and create new miracles, so I'm not sure now."

Yukimura nodded warmly: "Although it's hard to imagine Genichiro playing doubles with someone other than Li Haida, but looking at Atobe, maybe we can look forward to it."

"But if it's doubles, wouldn't it be too early to warm up now?" Su Tang tilted his head, a little puzzled.

"Going now, it's either the next singles game, or we need to get in touch with a new partner." Yukimura Sifu took a moment, and based on his understanding of his friends, he said this.

"Who is it with..."

Su Tang and Yukimura speculated about the next two games, and the situation on the court also changed.

Atobe's "Fleeing Song Towards Frustration", which was sealed because of Ochi's spiritual suggestion, was re-typed!

"boom--"

The tennis ball was smashed heavily in the middle of Mori and Ochi, and the two high school students couldn't help but look at Atobe who was jumping in the air, only to find that there was a faint white light on his body, which was always attached to Nioh who was lying on the baseline.

"Same tune... at this time?" Mao Li couldn't hide the surprised expression on his face.

Ochi stared at Nioh who was still unable to get up, but his eyes were focused, and finally showed a hint of emotion in his calm expression.

"That boy, who fell on the sidelines, still didn't forget to observe our actions... We ignored his existence because he thought he couldn't play, and we were negligent."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Mhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh??" Maori turned the racket around with a smile, "It's unbelievable that this young man can persist until now against the two of us alone."

"Oh oh oh~ that's great, Nioh-senpai!" Kirihara jumped up happily, "Let's keep going like this!"

"Is it so easy to do the same thing?" Kikumaru pulled Dashi in amazement, "Isn't it the first time they combined today?"

"Nioh is indeed very powerful. When I played doubles with him against the twins of No. 15 and No. 16 in the First Army, he could already control this skill at will," Oishi explained. "If he wants, he can even fight against the opponent homology."

"The effect that co-tuning can achieve is to connect with your partner's mind, and Nioh is usually good at trying to figure out and imitate others, so if he wants to do this, the probability of success is more than 70.00% five."

Liu held his notebook in one hand and Su Tang's in the other, and compared the data.

At the same time, the direction of the game on the court became more and more clear.

"Game Second Army! 5-4!"

Relying on Nioh to observe the opponent's movements from behind, and instantly pass the blind spots seen through to Atobe through "synchronization", and then Atobe will attack, the score of the second army is only a little behind.

And this gap was quickly overtaken with the cooperation of the two.

"Game Second Army! 6-6!"

"Hahaha! It's so interesting!" Although the score was against them, Maori was extremely excited.

However, the long-term fatigue of the muscles still affected the accuracy of their hitting. Maoli sent a lob to the opponent's sky with a little carelessness.

"Oops!" He secretly yelled badly.

Sure enough, Atobe reacted quickly, and immediately jumped up to smash. In mid-air, his sharp eyes swept straight at the opponent, taking a clear view of their bones like an X-ray, and accurately locating the blind spot.

"Freeze... Atobe Kingdom! Get mesmerized by my master's skills!"

The young man's smile was arrogant and flamboyant, and his figure was elegant and vigorous under the sunlight, shining brightly with dazzling light.

"boom!"

Ochi and Mori stared intently at the tennis ball leaving his racket. Although they could see the ball clearly, they couldn't move their bodies.

"Sorry, that's an "absolute dead end"!With your current posture, joints and bones are unable to move! "As if knowing what they were thinking, Atobe raised his eyebrows and landed confidently.

"It's really..." Mao Li murmured, but the stern look in his eyes suddenly appeared, "Partner! I'll leave the rest to you!"

After finishing speaking, he twisted his backhand and dislocated his right shoulder. Enduring the instant pain, he raised the racket to kill the tennis ball back!

"what!"

The joy of Atobe's victory in his hands suddenly froze on his face. He really didn't expect Maori to remove his joints by hand? !

——"He will deceive your eyes, Atobe, be careful."

Su Tang's words before the match suddenly came to mind, and he suddenly realized that it was so!

And the green ball that decided the outcome was hung on the net dramatically, jumped on the top of the net and rolled a few times, and under the attention of the audience, it unexpectedly fell towards the Second Army Stadium.

Atobe could almost feel the stagnation of his breathing, but the instinct of his body urged him to run forward one step faster, even though his reason told him he couldn't catch up!He wants to chase too!

"Ahhhhh!!"

He shouted loudly and stretched out the racket, trying to reach it, but when the racket was still half a meter away from the ball, he found powerlessly that the tennis ball was about to fall again, he——

"Snapped."

A dark gray racket protruded from the side, and gently picked up the tennis ball, which was in everyone's mind, and sent it across the net.

"..." Atobe was taken aback, stopped two meters away, and looked in the direction of the racket.

Nioh didn't know when he had climbed from the serving line to the net, his body covered in dust and sweat, panting with a hard smile and said to him, "This is... doubles."

"Gamewonby Second Army, Nioh! Set 2:1!"

“局数7-6，0-6，7-6！”

The referee's voice sounded almost amidst the cheers of the audience.

"Wow!"

"awesome!"

"Under-17 Japan representative shuffle, won the first victory!" Kirihara clenched his fists and shouted.

Yukimura smiled relaxedly, turned his head and asked, "Did Susu know that Moori-senpai would dislocate on his own, so did he remind Atobe in advance?"

Hearing this, Su Tang looked at him blankly, his eyes blank.

"Is that what I mean? I don't know... I said he would deceive Atobe's eyes, and I wanted Atobe to be alert, so don't be fooled by his friendly appearance."

"It seems that we have to update the data." Liu took out a pen and wrote it down in two notebooks.

"Hehe, it seems that the strength of the seniors in the first army is unfathomable." Yuan Yukimura looked at the calm-looking people in the opposite stand and said thoughtfully.

"Good doubles." Ochi said sincerely.

"Let me see your persistence, and you won't be wronged if you lose." Mao Li held his dislocated right shoulder, cold sweat dripping down his cheeks.

"Then according to the agreement, we will replace the thrones of your Japanese team members." Atobe readily accepted the compliment, smiled, and pointed at their necklines unceremoniously.

Ochi followed the direction he pointed, looked at his NO.9 brass badge, chuckled, reached out and took it off and handed it to him.

"Of course, this badge is proof of your victory."

"And mine." Mori pointed to his NO.10, because it was difficult to operate with one hand, so Ochi helped him take it off.

Atobe also helped Nioh to take it, and helped him up again. He was about to thank Maori and the others, but the moment he opened his mouth, he realized that there was an inexplicable danger approaching!

"Get out of the way!"

Atobe yelled across the net, and Ochi immediately grabbed Moori's shoulders to protect him in front of his chest, his pupils shrank suddenly, and the shadow of the rapidly flying tennis ball became bigger and bigger in his eyes.

"Snapped--"

Almost at the same time, another tennis ball flew out diagonally, directly knocking the first tennis ball full of intentional damage and attack power into the air!

"Who is it? Which bastard dares to hinder my execution?"

A gloomy voice came from the stands of the first army. A man with purple mid-length hair stood in front, put away his murderous racket, looked around the field with cold and gloomy eyes, and finally fixed it in one direction.

"Byodoin, take care of your people."

The same cold, but relatively peaceful voice came from the second army stand, and it was separated from the entire center court to fight against Tono Atsukyo.

Su Tang handed the racket back to Sanada, and said in a low voice, "Sorry, I didn't mean to steal your racket."

Just now, she had no time to think about it in a hurry, and only Sanada, who had just warmed up, had a racket nearby.

"It's okay." Sanada didn't care, but was very dissatisfied with the rude guy opposite, "He is?"

"Tohno Atsukyo, No. 8 in the First Army."

Yukimura noticed that Su Tang frowned unnaturally when he mentioned this person, and there was a slight rejection in his eyes.

"It seems that Susu is quite resistant to him. Judging by his style, is it also violent tennis?"

"But I don't hate Byodoin, I hate him." Su Tang said bluntly, looking at the opposite stand indifferently.

Byodoin was still sitting in the middle of the first army, but closed its eyes and rested, as if it had nothing to do with itself.

"I can't control him."

"Hmph, Su Tang, do you want to prevent my execution?" Tono mocked her disdainfully, "Don't say you are not a teaching assistant now, even if you are, you don't have such great ability? Or do you want to take care of the internal affairs of the first army? Don't be ridiculous hahahahaha!"

"These people..." Kirihara and Atobe helped King Ni down, and they were about to explode again when they heard this, "Is the old Tisusu annoyed by the teaching assistant!"

"I don't want to meddle in the affairs of the first army, but I can take care of my friends' affairs." Su Tang interrupted Chi Ye's irritable speech.

"Also, can I stop you?" She turned to look at Tono, calmly tapped him with the tip of the pen, "You can try."

"You woman!" Tono quickly took out a tennis ball and raised it angrily, "I want blood sacrifice for you!"

"Susu!"

"Su Tang!"

"stop--"