[Net King] Work hard for H!

It's been three days since I've been here, but I haven't seriously watched the main players play. It's not that I don't want to watch it, but I'm afraid of being intimidated by the fantasy way of playing.

The ball is running around with its tail, one light comes and the other light passes, who dares to watch this situation, who is pregnant?

I stayed at the training ground for a while that day, but I had already rested that day, so I didn't have time to see their play clearly, okay?

When she came to the training ground, Ah Mo was afraid to look at it. In this world where gravity can be completely ignored, she was afraid that she would feel that she was on Mars after seeing it.

Today is a sparring match between the three schools, and a lottery is drawn to determine the sparring candidates, and a certain 180-year-old boy is facing off against Yukimura.

Echizen Ryoma, who was much taller than three years ago, still had a tugging look, and still wore an "R" hat, with dark dark green and almost black strands of hair protruding from the lower brim of the hat.The thin hair spread out on the side of the young man's cheeks, making the young man more and more handsome.

The coat on the shoulders of the purple-haired boy on the opposite side fluttered gently with the breeze.Putting away the warmth and moistness of the whole body, overflowing the whole body is a kingly aura that dominates the world.There was no trace of a smile in the iris-purple eyes, and she stretched out her hand: "Echizen-kun, I hope we can play tennis happily."

"Ah, you are still MADAMADADANE!" Withdrawing his hand, the arrogant boy carried the racket, "Which?"

"Smooth." Yukimura smiled slightly, turning the racket in his hand.

"Well, it's my serve. Let me go, Echizen-kun." Holding the racket, Yukimura did not give Echizen Ryoma time to react, turned around and walked back to the baseline, leaving only the fluttering hem of his clothes in the amber pupils .

"Hmph." Echizen Ryoma's amber pupils were on fire, provocative?He accepted.

"Yukimura serves." Atobe, who was sitting on the referee chair with his legs crossed, was wearing sunglasses and holding a parasol. On the high coffee table, there was a glass of fruit juice, which was extremely comfortable.

"Echizen-kun, I'm not polite."

"MADAMADADANE!"

Bending down, amber pupils stared at Yukimura's movements, ready to go.

"Crack!" Only a crisp sound was heard, and Ah Mou's eyes flicked yellow, and the ball had already arrived in front of Echizen Ryoma.Ah Mo blinked, and saw two people running back and forth on the court, and the yellow ball in the middle quickly changed positions.

Rubbing his eyes, he watched the people around him concentrate on watching, but he couldn't stop the yawn that came to his mouth no matter what.Swallowing the yawn down his throat, his black pupils simply caught the purple-haired boy on the right field.

The purple hair raised due to the fast running across the boy's fair cheeks, the purple pupils locked tightly on the yellow-green ball on the field, when it came to the side, it slammed hard, and saw the yellow-green ball. The light instantly returned to the opposite field.The jacket fluttering on the shoulders was firmly nailed to the shoulders, without any sign of falling off.

In the strong aura that overflowed her whole body, she could feel a sense of happiness and satisfaction.

Who said he didn't like tennis?He loves tennis more than anyone else. He once said: Yukimura Seichi is no longer complete without tennis.

On the sidelines of the court, the main candidates from the three schools stood outside the fence, staring at the match between the two without blinking. The score was still 0:0.

Eiji Kikumaru jumped onto Oishi's back: "Come on, little one! We must win!" The energetic voice passed along the air, attracting the attention of everyone in Lihai. He didn't express anything, and his eyes were full of slowness towards his minister. Trust slowly, he will never lose!

"Eiji, watch the game carefully." With a friendly smile at Lihai University, Oishi quickly pulled Kikumaru from his back and held him down.

"Big stone."

"Watch the game well!" Dashi pressed Kikumaru's shoulder. After all, it was a friendly sparring match, and the national competition was about to start. He really didn't want to have any unpleasantness with Li Haida before the game.

"..." Kikumaru looked at Dashi's sinking face with his big fiery red eyes, hummed softly, turned his head and looked into the field quietly.

"Puri~Minister and Echizen didn't show real skills, so they plan to fight like this?" Nioh put his arms on the barbed wire, and an unknown light flashed in his topaz-colored eyes.

"King Ren, calm down." From behind, Liu Sheng pushed his glasses, and a white light flashed across the lenses.

"Puri~ my partner is so indifferent." The teasing sentence spit out from his thin lips, Nioh didn't look back, but looked straight at the two people on the field, ah, minister, if you don't move, you will be really boring Yes.

Just in the middle of the game, the score stopped at 3:3.

Yukimura walked off the stage breathlessly, raised his eyebrows slightly, and his purple pupils were full of smiles: "What's the matter? Masaharu is bored?"

"I don't dare." King Ni laughed, a joke, he dared to answer boring, if he went back, Yukimura would not kill him.

"In fact, I always thought that Masaharu was very courageous." Yukimura raised the corners of his lips and looked at Nioh's stiff back, and Yukimura's smile widened even more.

"I've always been very timid, Yukimura~" Nioh chuckled, cold sweat breaking out on his back.

"Really? It won't happen next time, just warm up here." Wiping the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, Yukimura put down the veil and turned his wrist.

"Could it be that Echizen has grown so much? The minister can't take it anymore?" King Ni looked at Echizen Ryoma who was drinking water with his head up on the other side, and raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Well~ who knows." Looking to the other side, the boy with amber pupils had already entered the court holding the racket and waiting.

"Echizen-kun can't wait. Well~ I'm on the stage." Yukimura turned and walked on the stage, the coat fluttering on his shoulders as he walked.

"Puri~Come on, Minister." Nioh touched his nose, secretly thinking that it was very dangerous, and Yukimura's last smile was very dangerous and dangerous.

"It's better for King Ren to be more conscious." Liu Sheng's voice implied gloating, making King Ren twitch his brows.

"Yagyu-kun is indeed a hypocrite." King Ni, who didn't look back, complained.

"Each to each other. Nioh-kun."

"Humph."

The official start of the second half is not twice as exciting as the first half.

You come and go, and you don’t admit defeat. Ah Mo finally saw what is called a miracle. They just played for 30 minutes and they still haven’t decided the winner. Pressing the eyebrows, Ah Mo turned around and continued to carry water and towels. .

After another round of moving back, I finally heard the voice of Atobu calling: "15:30"

Look at your watch, silence.

...One ball in 45 minutes, don't even think about finishing the game today.

The teenagers on the field were still struggling hard, sweat slid down their cheeks, and shattered into fine droplets in the air.At this time the score is already 4:4.

"It's been playing for 4 hours. Come on, little one!" Kikumaru looked at the watch on Ichinomiya's hand and exclaimed, the time was really long.

"The score is so stalemate that we can't separate it." Taocheng stroked his hard soaring hair, his bright purple pupils stared at the fierce competition between the two on the court, and sighed in his heart, he couldn't catch up with him, and his growth was too big. Soon.

Yukimura, who fought against Echizen Ryoma, burned more and more flames of battle in his heart, and his purple pupils became brighter and brighter.Since the second half, I have been playing with all my strength for four hours, but I don't feel a little bit of exhaustion at all. What sweeps up from the inside of my body is inexhaustible strength and comfort.

The hat on Echizen Ryoma's head on the opposite side had already fallen to the sidelines and was covered with dust, but the amber boy seemed not to notice, and devoted himself wholeheartedly to this tennis feast.

"I have no realm."

"Feng Volcano Forest."

"Illusory dream."

"It's flawless."

From the collection of tennis moves at the beginning, to today's ball-by-ball fight for the most basic foundation, the two teenagers on the field tried their best to compete for that crucial point. Every swing, sweat will be in pieces Sprinkled from the forehead, the clothes have been soaked with sweat over and over again.

The teenagers around the field were all aroused by the fierce competition on the field, and they clenched their fists tightly, locking each move of the two of them tightly, for fear that they would let the slightest thing go.

For example, some of them couldn't help but dragged their partners to another court, and began to sway the passion in their bodies.

The sky was getting dark, Ah Mo and a few girls turned on the streetlights around the stadium, and looked at their watches. It had been 1 hours since 6:[-] p.m.Do you want to work so hard?

A few girls had eaten, but the boys around the court were rooted in the surroundings and didn't eat at all.A few girls threw the food on the dinner table into the cauldron, mixed it with water, and heated it over a low heat. The four of them curled up in Ah Mo and Momo's room to read novels and play with their phones.

The four girls who were sitting in the room chatting were having a good time. With a "snap", the lights above his head flickered and then suddenly went dark.

Miyazaki Azusa put down the flying chess piece in his hand, looked up at the dark ceiling: "Yeah? What's going on?"

Ichinomiya Fei leaned against the head of the bed, smoothed the hair around her ears, and after reaching the delicate ears, she continued to play with the phone in her hand: "Shut down the power."

A Mo stared blankly at the notebook in his hand, twitching the corner of his mouth: "I'm still writing a diary."

Mori Haruka blinked her dark green eyes and stretched out her hand: "Will something weird happen?"

Miyazaki Azusa waved his hand: "Ah Haruka, your thoughts are really weird, and you don't speak strangely. You know?"

Ichinomiya Fei propped herself up, and leaned on the little girl beside her: "Cute little girl~ How do you think you have such a cute idea in your mind? Hmm? It's so cute~"

Put away the notebook, walk to the edge of the bed and sit down by the light of the mobile phone: "Ah Yao, don't think about it, go back to the room and sleep when the power goes out."

With a sound of "slap~", the photo frame on the desk facing the open window was blown down, and the sound of hitting the table made a loud sound, which startled the four girls.Ah Mo lifted her foot and walked over, closing the window that brought in the cool air.

Just as she turned around, she saw Miss Mori Haruka blinking and pointing at Ah Mo's back: "There is someone behind you."

For a while, the atmosphere became dull.Miyazaki Azusa swallowed, preferring to die rather than turn her head, Ichinomiya Fei hugged the little girl's shoulders tightly, the corners of her raised lips twitched slightly.A Mo who was pointed at the back was sweating constantly on her back, peat... Girl, it's okay if you don't say it, but when you say it, she really feels that there is someone behind her TUT!Help!

The glass on the back suddenly cracked, Ah Mo opened her eyes wide, subconsciously ran a few steps forward, and fell to the ground.

"what!--"

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