[True luck] My young taming is too lax!

This is almost an unpredictable game.Yukimura couldn't see any expected development in the doubles combination of junior high school students.He seemed to be watching a drama, which was full of contradictions and conflicts from the beginning, complicated relationships between characters, and ups and downs of the plot and lines.

Atobe's favorite book once triggered a discussion between Yukimura and Fuji. Shakespeare's plays and poetry anthologies all appeared on the table in the restaurant, and the acting player Irie-senior who had played against Atobe often fought with Atobe. Chat with great interest.

What the hell did this guy learn from literature?The estimation of the players' psychology, the grasp of the progress of the game, and even what to say at what stage to promote the enthusiasm of the audience are all very clear.

His partner, the trickster on the court, doesn't even need to learn. With natural aptitude and insight, he can use everything on the court to complete his magic at any time. Even his teammates will be rejected if they can't keep up with his rhythm Toy mess.

The doubles of these two people might even be the scariest doubles.

Everyone thought so, and the second set came to an end.They couldn't even tell whether they were regretting not having won two sets, or excited about what "treat" they would have in the third set.This is the most unexpected game they have ever seen.No one was really injured, there was no tragedy, and maybe there was no blood. Their tennis moves suppressed each other without giving an inch. Whether it was the technical cracking or the spiritual power, it was like a grand dance drama.

This is a game that fits Atobe's aesthetics very well.

Yukimura even felt that the compatibility between these two people was beyond comprehension.He stared puzzledly at the boy who had returned to the sidelines with a staggering footsteps, and he didn't even come back to his senses when the other party asked for a Bingdi tracksuit.

"What did you say?"

"Puff, I want a Bingdi's sportswear."

Yukimura blinked and called out his name subconsciously.

"Huh? Me?" Shinobu pointed to himself, confirmed that the person chose him, and then took off his coat silently, "Xingcun, you are not only familiar with me in Hyodi, are you? I don't want to see myself standing on the field with my own eyes..."

Yukimura glanced at him, but didn't express his guess.If his idea is not wrong, this trick is probably the idea that King Ni came up with yesterday.

He watched the boy close his eyes and quickly calm down, so he stopped talking.The short intermission ended, but Yukimura didn't have any instructions to say.He had already guessed what King Ni would do next, so he couldn't bear the anticipation in his eyes.

King Ren raised his eyebrows, "I guess I can't hide it from you."

Yukimura smiled, "Is it the inspiration for yesterday's game?"

Nioh nodded, knowing that no one except Yukimura knew about it, and he didn't mind, "I originally wanted to use this with you, but it's good to try it now."

Yukimura imagined the possible scene, and became more and more curious, "When did you think of this?"

"Puff, you can ask Sanada."

Ren Wang left the seat with bad intentions and left the seat.Behind him, Yukimura narrowed his eyes and stared at the black-haired boy who pretended not to hear.Judging from Nioh's tone, these two people have already talked about Nioh's doubles with him. Why didn't the person involved know about it?

The third set of the first doubles match is about to be decided.No one would have guessed this result an hour ago: Although the score in the second set was unbearable to watch, the junior high school group seemed to throw cold water on them.

Atobe, who has learned acting skills, and Nioh, a natural fraudster, when they returned to the court, they both put on the coat of Hyotei, and everyone couldn't help but focus on Nioh.

This guy must have given up on Yukimura's Phantom, so who would he become from Hyo Emei?The one who can double up with Atobe...is it Kawachi?Or endure?

Their eyes were firmly locked on the silver-haired boy, until they saw the absolutely unimaginable scene, they all exclaimed——

His silver hair was gilded by the sun, and his hair slowly turned into a proud arc.He was already similar in stature to Atobe, but as long as he straightened his back, his temperament changed and he couldn't even tell the difference from his back.

"Compared to Tezuka, I found a more useful person, piyo~" The boy reached out and touched the tear mole under his beautiful eyes, with a wanton and arrogant smile on his face.

"Hey, Atobe."

"Humph."

Their smiles were exactly the same, they clapped their hands together and said a few words, and after exchanging positions several times, no one could confirm their respective identities.This is different from Nioh's previous games, it is a blatant fraud game, and now the two traces in the field have completely confused the opponent's sight.

They suddenly discovered that from the beginning of the game, the two men were dressed very similarly: they were wearing the same sneakers and the same wristbands.The racket used by Nioh Phantom Narukimura was replaced, and now he is holding the same HEAD racket as Atobe.

It was as if they had restarted an ordinary 6-game win-loss game. They didn't need to think about whether to save their energy, and they went all out from the beginning.Such a desperate state made everyone believe that all the hard work in the second set was acting.

Yukimura's eyes shifted to Irie who was quietly watching the battle not far away.He vaguely felt that after the match between Atobe and Irie, the two had more exchanges, and when he was talking to Irie in the restaurant, a sentence said by this unpredictable senior resounded again. To the ear.

"Only by fooling yourself is the most advanced acting skill."

Whether you use tactics or skills on the court, the side that is fooled will definitely lose.Even if the audience has more confidence in them, Yukimura knows very well that physical consumption will never lie, no matter how well it is concealed.

He suddenly remembered the matchup between King Ni and King that he saw on the supervisory chair in the national competition a few months ago, and kept his worries about this guy firmly in his heart.

Interrupting your will is the cruelest thing you can do if you have thought of this situation long ago.

Nio Atobe's defense on the field became more solid.Atobe's eyesight aimed at the blind spot that the opponent's body couldn't reach, and the cooperation with Nioh was as tacit as twins.They don't even need to talk, Nioh acts exactly according to Atobe's pattern, this kind of phantom is comparable to doubles.

However, the opponent's tricks still cannot be cracked. Without the mental pressure of both sides in the previous two games, this game is a complete technical confrontation.He has a very high scoring rate in volleys. Maori's movement and front-of-the-net attack prevent the two from breaking through, and the defense in the backcourt is also guaranteed by Ochi's size advantage.Both sides have both contradictions, and the score has risen rapidly again to bite each other.

The people on the sidelines had a brief discussion. Oishi remembered that the two of them had used synchronism at the beginning of the game yesterday, and couldn't help but wonder, "Why didn't Nioh open the synchronism, that would be more efficient in scoring."

"The opponent's physical strength is still very abundant. If we activate the synchronization now, it will only be unilaterally consumed by our side."

"If the opponent waits until Nioh's side is out of power and then fights back, we will have nothing to do."

Yukimura shook his head, that's not the problem.He has also been studying coherence for a long time. He tried it with Sanada as early as in elementary school. It is very clear that if he reaches Nioh's level of proficiency, it is not difficult to distribute his physical strength reasonably.Thinking of this, he turned his head to look at the man standing behind the fence.

Sanada happened to be listening, and expressed his thoughts, "The key is not Nioh, but Atobe."

When everyone heard the sound, the young man glanced back at Yukimura, "Sympathy requires the spiritual connection of doubles partners. For example, Kikumaru Oishi once opened it, and several groups of high school students also have doubles. Even twins are based on two people. Resonate. But right now, there's only one person on the field."

"The more superb Nioh's phantom is, the more Atobe can't count his partner in the action plan. All his thoughts can be communicated with another self, but only his eyesight can judge the opponent's blind spot."

Sanada pursed her lips, staring deeply at the two blond boys who were almost indistinguishable.

How does a person get in tune with himself?

The score on the field finally came to 5 draws, and another crucial round that will determine the outcome is about to begin.

Yukimura noticed the quietness of Nioh's recent rounds. He no longer controlled the game as before, but handed over the decision-making power to Atobe, and cooperated with his partner to ensure the rhythm of the game.When everyone is focusing on the dead corner scoring that Atobu's eyesight can dig, he only needs to be a hair receiving machine.

It's too weird.

From anyone's point of view, Hitoo Atobe's doubles should be the type of double leaders.Both of them have their own areas of expertise, and a perfect fusion is the best arrangement.But I'm not sure if it's because Mirage became Atobe, and now the stadium has completely turned into a show for the blond boy alone.

The scoring smash, the attack path to the opponent's blind spot, and even the dialogue have become the stage where Atobe plays the leading role.With King Ren's current strength, he would take the initiative to give in...

Yukimura raised his eyebrows, he suddenly thought, what if the opponent doesn't understand Nioh's current strength?

The serve returned to Nioh Atobe, and the two identical teenagers looked at each other with the same sly smiles.Their bodies were gradually shrouded in a similar white light, and their deep eyes locked on the opposite opponent at the same time.

They stood still one after the other, uttering two words at the same time——

"Five goals."

Everyone opened their eyes wide, and even involuntarily leaned over to see more clearly.

"Synchronization...and the limit of brilliance!"

"When did Atobe realize his talent?!"

"No, that's the absolute notice of King Ni!"

Sanada's previous guesses were overturned.Only then did everyone realize that they were once again deceived by the two of them. All the inferences that Nioh's phantom appeared in Atobe was to confuse the public were in the hands of those two people. When Atobe used insight to observe the opponent, Nioh was also studying the opponent's weakness.

Oishi and Kikumaru thought that Nioh once saw the flaw of Kikumaru's avatar with just one ball, and couldn't help fighting a cold war.With such ten rounds, maybe that guy Nioh has already analyzed his opponent thoroughly!

Just as Nioh predicted, the serve bounced from the inner corner, the second ball was changed by the opponent in the midfield, the third ball "Atobe" stopped Mori's volley, and was transferred to Ochi's backcourt, the fourth ball Attacked by the bottom line, the fifth ball is a beautiful escape song.

This tempo of quick attack is very fast and requires almost no reaction time.The cooperation of the two combines Nioh's analysis of Maori's footwork and the combination layout of the opposite court.On the other hand, the trace department focuses on judging the physical state of the opponent to give the best landing point and route.

This is the best combination Yukimura has seen in this game.And the one that maximizes the advantages of this coordination is Nioh's forced synchronization.Now that both of them have double insight, unless the opponent has unused tricks, there is no possibility of counterattack at all.

The first to break through the 5-5 tie and score 6 points was the Atobe Nioh combination.Yukimura was finally able to look away from the two junior high school students, and turned to look at Mori's condition.Even if he has never defeated himself, Yukimura also understands Mori's strength, and being able to stand in the No.10 position, he has a higher awareness than before.

For the first time, Mao Li discovered how much unknown side this junior with him has always had a good relationship with.It turns out that these children have grown up to be able to play with themselves in the palm of their hands.He also thought of the provocative words he said at the beginning of the game, which was simply the biggest evidence of underestimating the opponent.

He took a deep breath and looked back at his partner with a heavy face.

"Moonlight, our juniors are really amazing."

There are so many amazing and talented people in this year's third year of junior high school, it makes me a little jealous.If I can be born in the same year as them, will I also be led by them to become stronger?

When the venue was changed, Maori could no longer make jokes with a relaxed face. The short period of retreat after graduating from the middle school also affected him. When the juniors were struggling to evolve, he had already been surpassed unconsciously.

"King Nioh, are you closer to Yukimura now?"

He softly asked the two teenagers who approached him, the blond boy raised his eyebrows, and said something that surprised him while clearly using Atobe's face.

"No, I'm getting farther and farther away from him."

The more I keep observing and studying Yukimura, the more I realize the distance between myself and him.Being able to use the most common five senses and dreams is just a beginner in the field of mental power.What is the reverse elimination of the five senses, and what is baptism?The limit of those mental powers is something he can't even see now.

"Senior Maori, we have chosen the most mysterious person in the world as our target." He bent the corners of his eyes, and the mole of his eyes danced slightly, "Don't you think it's very interesting?"

He has become a partner with such a person for three years, and will remain a friend forever from now on.With such a person in sight, as a fraudster, he will not stop exploring.

Mao Li paused for a moment before shaking his head helplessly.As he followed his partner to the opposite field, he exchanged glances with the person on the sidelines.

That's right, my goal is to one day be able to resist Yukimura's mental attack.As long as there is this urging in front, maybe he can run by himself even if he is not forcibly pulled like he was in junior high school.

He smiled, stretched his waist wide, and folded his hands behind his head.

Ochi turned his head to look at him, with a gentle look in his eyes, "Have you finally figured it out?"

"I'm sorry, Moonlight!" The red-haired boy blinked and shrugged embarrassedly, "Both of us have been firmly suppressed by the younger generation."

Ochi glanced into the distance, even he himself hadn't experienced an all-out game for a long time, let alone Mori?Being stared at by such persistent and shining eyes, he couldn't help but keep up with the rhythm of those two people.

I have always felt something missing in the first army, and it turned out that I finally understood it in this game.Chase the peak with all your strength, never stop running, even if there is an unreachable dream, you must take it off.

Then, hold the hand of your companions and share their victory together.

This is why I like doubles.

Ochi stood in his place and calmly held the ball.The red-haired boy turned his back on him, tall and slender.

——From today on, you are my partner, Moonlight.

That smiling face without haze was imprinted in his mind. The most important partner in his life was the little sun who was warmer than moonlight.

Ochi throws the ball high without thinking about the outcome of any game.He only needs to fight this person with all his strength in this game.

This is more important than anything else, Jusaburo.

The counterattack on the opposite side maintains the usual standard of the two juniors, even if it reaches the limit of physical strength, it will not let up. Ochi must concentrate on sticking to his fortress.His height has a natural advantage, but it is also the most efficient landing point for opponents to chase the ball.At the last point, his judgment could not return to his side in time, and the oncoming return ball hit him directly at his feet.

His eyes widened.

The red-haired boy stretched out his hand vigorously and twisted his arm joints. The racket in his hand stopped the ball that was about to hit the ground and bounced back to the net.Big drops of cold sweat rolled down the boy's pale cheeks, and Ochi could only hear the man shouting his name——

"Moonlight! I leave it to you!"

He raised his feet subconsciously, and never rushed back to the other side of the sideline as quickly as this moment.Half a step away from the corner, he clenched his teeth, and his eyes exposed in the hair were scorchingly bright.

His racket finally managed to catch the ball, and his eyes were locked on the golden shadow.The ball drew an arc in the air and gradually hit the net.

It flicked twice and stopped slowly for a second, as if hesitating where to fall.

Please, don't come here...

It seemed that it couldn't bear to turn around and turned to the opposite court.He fell halfway, but was stopped by a racket, and bounced briskly back to the other end of the net.

The racket spun a circle in the master's hand, and the boy who had escaped from the coherence and phantom touched his braids and raised the corners of his mouth.

"Pupina~"

"One set is over, 7:5!"

"The game is over, 7:5, 0:6, 7:5, a total of 2:1, the winner is the Nioh combination of Nijun Atobe!"

The silver-haired boy was pulled by the arm by his partner to stop him from provoking anger on his opponent.Maori could hardly feel his own pain, and stared blankly at the small ball that was only one step away from him.

Carefully supporting himself with both hands, Ochi supported him, let himself lean on him to share the pain of dislocation.

Holding his arm trembling a little, Mao Li looked up at his partner, who couldn't see his expression clearly through the eyes blocked by bangs, "Moonlight?"

The man said nothing.

Maori smiled and patted his partner's hand comfortingly.

"I don't feel any pain at all. Really."