[True luck] My young taming is too lax!

The blond boy was carried out of the court by Nakagawa on his shoulders, and the high school student also faltered a bit.Few of the onlookers would say who played better in this game. Judging from the results, it was true that the junior high school students were exhausted and lost in the end, but being beaten so embarrassingly by a junior in the first grade of junior high school, for the No. 3 court For high school students, this can already be called a declaration from a challenger.

This result may be expected by Yukimura, but what he is more worried about at this time is not the Tibetan rabbit who is quietly resting on the bench, but Akaya who has pulled out the racket beside him, and his eyes are burning with flames.

"I will avenge this revenge for you."

The curly-haired boy hadn't withdrawn from the game that shocked him, and his expression was still full of anger and unwillingness.Yukimura sighed in his heart, wondering if he should tell his junior what he had said countless times before the game.

"Yukimura, is it really okay to let Chiya play like this?" Marui blew a bubble gum, leaning on the fence and staring at his junior in the field, "The opponent is an opponent who surpasses him in every aspect, will it..."

Yukimura shook his head silently.This kind of emotion is difficult to adjust with the help of outsiders, and Chi also resonated with Tibetan Rabbit through his own tennis.Probably seeing this young man's appearance, Chi can also ask more questions in his heart.

He also has confidence in Chi, and if he needs to be reminded every time he plays, the kid won't be able to go further.What can really transform him is not his seniors, not his partner, but himself.

The second set that is starting on the field is a doubles match. The junior high school team is partnered by Kuranosuke Shiraishi and Akaya Kirihara.Compared with this temporary combination, their opponents were the old partners of No. 2 field, Matsudaira Omihiko and Tsunin. The former is a bald man with a bunch of blond hair, and the latter is a tall boy with a mustache.

The Shiraishi Kirihara team started the game, and they were still in a tentative state at the beginning. Shiraishi did not give his own trick. This shot was very good and of good quality, but it was easily received by the opponent.The return shot was heavy and heavy, and Shiraishi tried to catch it, but his left arm couldn't handle the force.

"0:15!"

The first ball was knocked off the racket, and the high school student who made the first move seemed to be able to handle it with ease, but the next serve was returned by another person at high speed and landed in the blind spot of the forward Kirihara.

"0:30!"

Simple and concise counterattacks, complete basic gaps, without using any techniques and tricks, the difference in state can be seen only from the return of the serve.Kirihara actually stood on the court to understand the meaning of what Minister Yukimura said just now.

He felt the cumulative difference.

"The nature of this match is completely different from the one just now..." Marui thought thoughtfully, "If the singles match is still based on strength, then this match is completely a comprehensive five-dimensional comparison."

Although Shiraishi's tennis is known as the "Holy Book", being balanced in all aspects also means that there is no absolutely excellent winning ability.In the national competition, he can still use the standard style of play to set up the formation, but facing opponents who have advantages in strength and speed, his layout no longer has the previous effect.

On the other side, his junior Akaya, strictly speaking, his attacking tennis cannot be effective in this situation.What Kirihara needs most in doubles is a partner who can give him a sense of security and stability in the backcourt, so that he can act as an avant-garde attack without pressure. Obviously, the two of them have not yet formed.At the same time, Kirihara is relatively fast and lacks strength in his normal state, and his mental strength is not very strong. Currently, his violent style of play is forced to be sealed, and he has no active attack route...

After the first game was broken, both Shiraishi and Kirihara felt obvious pressure from each other.In the opponent's serve game, just a strong serve can affect the quality of their return. In the blink of an eye, after three games, the junior high school group has been completely suppressed.

"You're not as good as they say, Kelphead." The blond Matsudaira seemed to be the type who liked to provoke opponents very much, even Yukimura could feel the anger radiating from his junior when he stood on the sidelines.Kirihara, who was very angry at this kind of provocation, muttered something, although it was not intolerable, it greatly affected the perception of the game.

"This curly-haired boy is so cute. People want to play with him too, young master." Songping squinted his eyes. The curly-haired boy with big cat eyes on the opposite side of the court is a golfer who can't hide his emotions, even though another teammate is working hard. She tried to help him adjust his emotions, but the boy always had an angry expression on his face.

"Kirihara-kun, don't be provoked by your opponent so easily."

Hearing his partner's reminder, Kirihara took a deep breath.Playing emotionally unstable from the very beginning, it is impossible to take the initiative to control the rhythm in such a game.He closed his eyes, recalled in his mind the feeling he had when he was partnering with Senior Liu in doubles, let his body and mind relax, and ignored the opponent's clamor.

"It's okay, Baishi-san, I won't hurt them..." The boy shook his head from side to side to clear his mind.No matter what he said, the opponent's original intention must be to provoke himself.After their junior high school students have studied their opponent's moves, similarly, high school students also have some understanding of their own style of play.

He has sealed his demonization for so long, it is impossible to be unable to control himself just because of such a match.

On the other side of the court, returning to the 4th inning when the opponent was serving, the players squatting and bouncing on the baseline seemed to be warming up, but Yukimura frowned.Matsudaira, who has an advantage in speed, is said to be a high-speed spinning ball in his serve...

"Flower~" turned around and swung the racket in a circle. This person's serving action completely exceeded everyone's imagination.Kirihara was barely able to react, the golden ball landed behind him, but drew an arc of outward rotation and rebounded and hit Kirihara's face head-on.

"15:0!"

"Really..." Marui leaned on the fence in surprise and leaned out. The younger generation was completely beaten up. Instead of worrying about whether the child would be hot-blooded, he now began to worry about whether Chiya was injured. "Is this an outspin serve? What's going on with that movement?"

"Using the power of bending the legs to bounce on the ground, he can complete an unexpected turn and serve behind the back." Yagyu pushed his glasses. "It's hard to say whether this trick is more confusing, or it enhances the rotation from a scientific point of view."

"It's too fast, Chiya should have a hard time keeping up with this speed..." Marui frowned, "Yukimura, can you catch it?"

Yukimura nodded slowly, "If Chiya is in Chiya state, he can also receive it, but I'm afraid he won't use it at all this time."

The opponent used this serve to score again, but Shiraishi also had no time to react.This unpredictable rebound was the first time they saw it after Kirihara's irregular serve, so they were helpless for a short time, and they couldn't even touch the ball, let alone return it.

"Compared to Shenyin, the disappearing serve, and Chiya's interfinger serve, this move combines changeability and aggressiveness." Yukimura folded his arms and stared at the shadow of the younger generation, "If even Chiya's reaction is the same as If not, Baishi will be even more difficult to parry."

How long has he not seen such a powerless match?For Akaya, forced to seal his true self, is this kind of tennis really necessary?

Yukimura suddenly began to have a little bit of doubt about his decision a few months ago.At the beginning, he was only thinking about Chi Ye's health, but he didn't expect that after the national competition ended, this junior was actually restrained in the bottleneck.

You can't open the red eyes and angels without being provoked, and you are unwilling to use the realm of selflessness without stimulation.Perhaps the rejection of that path by himself and Sanada also affected this child. When he was obsessed with perfecting his tennis direction "like a minister" and tried his best to seal the devil himself, Chi also couldn't return to his previous self. Duan was guarded by the seniors to play with confidence.

He is like a child who was raised with strict education and pampered. Now the seniors let him grow up freely. Without those who lead him in front, he is already confused and doesn't know where to go.

Game 4 ended without a score again.Both Kirihara and Shiraishi were in a bit of a panic, sweating profusely, with bruises on their arms and legs.And the two high school students on the opposite side even had a little bit of comfortable and disdainful smile on their faces.

"Speaking of curly-haired boy, why do you stay here at this level?" Songping stretched out a finger and tapped his lips lightly, raising the corners of his mouth, "Obviously you should be defeated by that squint-eyed kid." .”

Kirihara paused, and slowly turned his head.

"To be able to abstain from voting and let the younger generation stay behind is truly epic."

"It doesn't matter if you squint your eyes or have curly hair, whoever stays will have the same result." Du glanced at him and said in a deep voice.

"Ah, young master, don't say it so bluntly~ After all, the kind-hearted senior sacrificed himself."

Kirihara gritted his teeth and stared fiercely at the two people opposite him.

Ah, damn it!

Although he promised the seniors to control himself, he still wanted to teach these arrogant guys a lesson.

"Hey, senior."

The black-haired boy who supported Shiraishi twitched the corners of his mouth, and the corners of his eyes were raised with a trace of cruelty.He was shorter than his partner Shiraishi, but at this moment he slapped away the opponent's arm blocking him, and came to the net in a few steps.

"Do you dare to say what you said just now?"

He raised his racket and pointed it straight at the high school student's neck, the sternness in his eyes almost made the other party swallow, "Take back your bastard words."

"Kihara-kun..."

"What, wasn't it a great sarcasm just now, but I was frightened when I saw you?" Kirihara narrowed his eyes, "Obviously a high school student?"

"Kirihara-kun!"

On the pulled arm was Shiraishi's hand, which was so heavy that Kirihara couldn't resist the opponent's suppression again.He snorted hard and turned his head to look at the seniors behind him not far away.

"To be honest, I can't take it anymore." He took a deep breath, shook his head and shoulders, and walked back to his standing position, "They were the ones who attacked the body first, and it was because they kept forbearing and backing down that they were seen by the little one." Let’s make some progress, Baishi-san?”

He shook his arm, and jumped on the spot as if to loosen his muscles and bones, "Thanks to the two seniors, your ball just hit me awake."

It's fine if I can be underestimated, but if I dare to speak ill of my seniors and don't fight back, Li Hai will be underestimated.

"Our king, Li Haida, always speaks with strength."

His body was surrounded by a thin layer of mist, and his hair was slowly fading.He seems to have opened the realm of selflessness and angelicity, but his eyes are very clear green, holding the racket soberly, and his voice is so calm that it is almost cruel.

"Whether it's a devil or an angel, what I pursue is always a higher peak."

He seems to have broken through the state of the national competition. Although he has white mist and white hair, his skin and pupil color have not changed at all.This state was once called "angelization", but now, everyone who looked at him couldn't say these three words——

——The boy's eyes were cold and his face was expressionless.He let go of the innocent smile he once wore and the outrageous anger, and the racket in his hand was pointing down at the ground like a sharp sword.

Shiraishi had seen the angelic Kirihara once, but before today, he never thought that he would fight with this boy by his side.He felt a gust of scorching wind burn from that person to his sleeve, and in a trance, he seemed to tear off the bandages on his left arm.

What he pursues is a higher peak...

Am I set on fire by this kid?Just like Senior Ghost said, he even felt that if he didn't use his full strength, it would be an insult to the boy.

Shiraishi held the golden ball in his palm, and the curly-haired boy stood in front of the net, handing his slender back to himself.

As if he was partnering with his senior, he held his position with peace of mind, without any anxiety or hesitation.

I was completely entrusted by this child.

Shiraishi threw the ball high and swung the racket, and the tall opponent on the opposite side exerted a gravity counterattack, but the moment the return ball just passed the net, it was intercepted by the young avant-garde, and the crisp landing sound broke the deadlock that lasted 4 rounds.

"15:0!"

Songping stared at the landing point subconsciously, and the ball that hit his feet was like a loud slap on his face.He raised his head and looked towards the opposite side in a daze, and the young man who was completely on fire just now was staring straight at him.

"Akaya... seems to be different from the previous time." Marui murmured in a low voice from the sidelines, "I remember that he was not as scary as before."

Many people have the same opinion. If we say that Kirihara's angelic appearance during the national competition still has a peaceful smile, then Kirihara at this time is, in a sense, closer to Yukimura's state on the field.

"I always feel that among all our main candidates, Chi is also the person closest to the baptism state you once said." Marui said softly, and he looked sideways at the person beside him who slowly opened his eyebrows, "From a long time ago, that At that time, you hadn’t used the reverse five senses elimination and baptism, so I vaguely felt that Chi Ye’s demonization seemed to be something very similar to the state of selflessness.”

He turned back to look at the teenager in the arena.So now, the angelic Chi also has no health worries, and no longer scruples about violent style of play. Is this kid really running faster than they imagined?

While he was thinking this way, Shiraishi on the field finally managed to keep his serve with the help of Kirihara's volley.When he was switching places, he passed the spectator seats of junior high school students, and he glanced at Sitianbaosi's teammates, with hesitation flickering in his eyes.

The young man walking in front of him nodded to the minister in the coat. There was no words between them, and the exchange was only a look, but the young man seemed as solemn as if he had been entrusted with some mission.

Kirihara walked back to his side, staring at his bandaged arm.Shiraishi clenched his fists.

"Baishi-san, this is a doubles match." The young man raised his eyebrows quietly, his emerald eyes were like clear gemstones, "If this continues, all the credit will be mine."

"The first victory of a junior high school student, don't you want to win it back more simply and readily?"

Kirihara stretched out his racket, and lightly tapped Shiraishi's left arm with the racket frame, "When you stopped me just now, it hurt my hand. I couldn't go all out because of the heavy load. We Lihai will never forgive such a fail."

Baishi almost held his breath and stared at the young man, as if he didn't know him.After a while, he slowly said, "It's really impressive, Kirihara-kun." After speaking, he smiled, and pulled off the bandage that had loosened at some point.

A few slender white cloths fell to the ground, Kirihara blinked, for a moment he couldn't accept that something beyond his imagination appeared on Baishi's arm.

"Gold...?"

The gold wristband, made strictly according to the line of Shiraishi's arm, fell heavily to the ground.

"To be honest, I didn't expect to take it off here." Baishi lowered his head and stared at the wristband.He once regarded it as the most important treasure, carrying the agreement with Ashura, the dream of Sitianbao Temple, and the burden of the entire team on his back and locked it on his arm.

But now he saw with his own eyes the moment when a young man broke through the shackles.

It was so attractive that he could no longer think about his cage.If only he could drop all burdens and really play his own tennis...

Maybe this is the greatest expectation deep in his heart.

He stood back on the field, the sixth game, the opponent's serve.This time, he won't let his opponent score again.

Yukimura has been silent ever since Akaya turned on Angelification.At this time, he looked at Baishi, who was cooperating with his juniors on the field and launched a quick attack, and thought of the final between himself and Baishi a year ago.At that time, he hadn't seen a strong and unique style from Baishi, but a heavy depression came from this person.As the same minister, Yukimura once felt that he could understand the mood of the other party, but when he saw the golden wristband on Shiraishi's arm just now, he finally understood where the faint melancholy in that temperament came from.

"I can break free from the shackles of the outside world, but I can't escape from the prison of my own." He whispered, turning his eyes to the junior who scored in front of the net, and finally he was willing to show a smile.

Chi Ye, this game was played beautifully.

The momentum on the field has been completely reversed.One of the two junior high school students broke through the limit, and the other took off the weight, both of which exceeded their previous attacking level.Matsudaira had to re-adapt to the opponent's fast attack. Even with his speed, he couldn't guarantee to catch up every time. What's more, Kirihara, as an avant-garde, frequently hit the short ball to wipe the tennis ball as if teasing the enemy. Efficient, and soon, the score was tied.

Songping knew that his forehead was starting to sweat. He never thought that he would be chased to such an extent by two junior high school students. Listening to the comments from the audience outside the venue, he even felt the heavy pressure that he might lose in the dark. on my head...

"Calm down."

He turned his head in a daze, and the man called "Young Master" was fixing his eyes on Kirihara, "All the balls will be given to that curly hair."

"His state is very fragile, and he is still the core of that combination. Don't worry, as long as you concentrate on attacking him, the opponent's rhythm will be broken."

After working together for so long, it was the first time that Songping had doubts about Du's words.Because even Dou himself knew that the only probability of success of this tactic was based on the possibility that Kirihara was hit and could not maintain his angelic form.They had no way out. Facing these two miraculous middle school students, who could calmly regain their original confidence?

In those cold eyes, the green light was like a deep pool that swallowed the sun. Whenever Songping confronted the boy in front of the net, he would avoid his sight as if in fear.

All their tactics are ineffective, every attack will be overtaken and overtaken.The speed he was so proud of began to weaken, sweat dripped down his feet in big drops, and a lock of blond hair on the top of his head stuck to his forehead.

When he passed by Du, he couldn't see his partner's eyes.

His heart sank slowly.Even the plan of the "Young Master" can't succeed, so what else can they do besides being forced to keep up?

The loud scoring sound in his ears was their death knell. Matsudaira watched in a daze as they all saved the ball that fell on the sideline. Then, only the boy who was jumping up against the light in front of the net was left in his field of vision. .

The boy's white hair was inlaid with golden light, and his red sportswear was like a red flame holy emblem.

This is not a cupid flapping its delicate wings.The young man seemed to be wrapped in huge wings. He was the envoy of the God of War and the Seraphim, the six-winged elf who came to the world.He slammed his arms down, his scepter jingled, and his short sword pierced the clear sky.The golden light falls on the pitch, uncatchable, untouchable.

"The game is over! 6:4, the winner, the Shiraishi Kirihara team on Court 5!"

After being injured by the "tombstone" of the god of death, they were finally led to the doomsday by this white-haired seraph.