[Comprehensive] Become the Son of God

Yangquan has Ziyuan Atsushi in the generation of miracles. Against today’s school that is not strong on paper, but in the first half, it directly opened up a gap of 30 points. This is still Ziyuan Atsushi looking for opportunities to be lazy. .

Almost a landslide victory.

By the end of the whole game, there was a gap of 70 points.

Seeing Yangquan's opponents kneeling on the ground, Ziyuan Limu felt a little distressed.

But the reality is that in any field, strength is the top priority, and the strong is king.

The basketball game lasted that long. After the basketball game was over, when we walked out of the stadium, we could still hear cheering cheers in full swing in the distance.

"It's very lively next door." Bingshi Chen also followed behind, smiling.

Ziyuan Limu rubbed his chin, do you want to sneak over to take a look?Anyway, she didn't say no to watching it.

"A-Dun, I'll go to the next door to have a look, you guys go back first."

"Ah." Atsushi Ziyuan frowned, and stopped holding potato chips, "Where are you going, little pear girl?"

"Watching a tennis match, it's all sports. Are you discriminating against it?"

Atsushi Murasakihara: I feel wronged that I didn't say anything.

"Then do you want us to wait for you?" Himuro Tatsuya said in conjunction with Murakihara Riki before, guessing a little bit, and didn't ask what Zihara Riki was going to do.

Ziyuan Limu shook his head: "No, it's not that I can't find the way. Go back."

"Okay, call if you have something to do."

"I'll follow Xiaoliu." Atsushi Ziyuan took a step forward and stood beside Ziyuan Limu, "Xiaoliu has been acting weird lately."

Ziyuan Riki clicked his tongue: "Why don't you become a light bulb?"

Atsushi Ziyuan didn't even eat potato chips, and looked at his sister with lazy eyes wide open: "I want to go with you."

Bingshi Chen also watched the confrontation between the siblings, with a smile on his face, ah, the relationship is so good.

Murakihara Riki convinced: "Okay, Aton, you come with me." I didn't plan to meet Yukimura Seichi when I went to watch the game, I just wanted to see how he looked when he played.

She has known him for so long, and she has never seen him playing tennis.

"But don't get angry." My younger brother usually looks naturally dumb, but if he really wants to get angry, it is also a murder weapon.

"Yes." Atsushi Murasakihara replied.

"Then Chenye, you go back first, and A-Dun and I will go back by ourselves."

"Alright, Xiaolimu, be careful."

"Thank you."

Separated from the members of the basketball club, Zihara Riki took Atsushi Zihara to the final venue of the Kanto competition.

After all, the Kanto Tournament is only a regional competition, not a national competition, so the venue was only selected from the largest tennis court in Tokyo as the venue for the competition.

When the Ziyuan brothers and sisters came, the match had already reached the singles three.

Murakihara Riki looked at the scoreboard.

Lihaida and Bingdi have 1 big score below each, and there are small scores on the left and right in the middle, Bingdi 25, Lihaida 40, Lihaida leads.

Even though he has been in tennis for a while, Murakihara Riki still finds the scoring method of tennis very strange.

How can I jump directly from 25 to 40?

He pulled his younger brother to quietly move to the last seat and sat down, but his younger brother was too tall, and his height when he sat down was not much different from others standing.Murakihara Riki was a little worried that he shouldn't have brought such a huge goal to watch the game.

I can only pat my younger brother's arm: "You should be shorter."

Atsushi Murasakihara: Cut off your legs and be shorter? ?

Of course, that's what Ziyuan Limu said.The younger brother's height is so conspicuous, so don't embarrass him too much.

On the field, Liu Lianer VS Takahiro Huadi.

"The difference in stature, Huadi's strength type, and Liu Jun's gentleness, are these two better than anyone else?" Ziyuan Limu looked at the three-on-one singles contest and sighed, "I can pick it up, but I can't. Play."

Atsushi Ziyuan hummed: "After all, you are very strong."

"Go." Ziyuan Riki kicked his younger brother's calf.

Atsushi Ziyuan kept silent, and continued to eat potato chips.

Ryu Renji and Takahiro Kawaji are not of the same type. Takahiro Kawaji's tennis is straightforward, while Takahiro Kawaji's tennis is based on various statistics. Every counterattack Takahiro Kawaji makes is counted by him.

Under Liu Lianer's fine data tennis, Li Haida won the singles three with a score of 6-4.

In singles, Kirihara Chi also faced up to Ninjazu Yushi.Murakihara Riki still knows the strength of this little seaweed, but it seems that Ninzu Yushi's strength is not weak.

The two reached the tie-break, and Yushi Ninzu seized the opportunity in the tie-break and scored two points in a row, 7-6 for Hyodi to score one point.

Now Lihaida VS Bingdi, 2 to 2.

Singles [-], Rikkai Dai: Yukimura Seiichi VS Ice Emperor: Atobe Keigo.

The man in the yellow uniform stood up from the coach's bench, picked up the racket and walked to the center of the court step by step. At this moment, the wind blew by, and he took the coat draped over his shoulders. He was very handsome! !

On the other side, the King of the Ice Emperor also walked into the court.

When the two entered the court, there were loud cheers from the sidelines.

Murakihara Riki put his hands around his mouth and shouted, "Come on, Yukimura."

"Shua—" The people sitting in front turned their heads one after another, which startled Ziyuan Limu.

"??"

"The support team of Lihai University is over there!" The girl in front of her said with a cold face, pointing to the opposite position.

"Li Haida is over there."

The voice of the support group was bustling forward, Yukimura Seiichi sensed it, turned his head to look towards Heidei, his gaze swung through the crowd, and he accurately caught the figure of the girl who wanted to hide in the crowd.

Eyebrows lowered, a smile on the corner of his lips.

"Today, win pretty."

"Yes!"

And Ziyuan Limu, who was pointed out by thousands of people from the Ice Emperor's support group, dragged his younger brother away from the stand in despair, and simply found a tree beside him. time to see.

Atsushi Ziyuan looked up from below: "What about me?"

"At this time, it reflects your height advantage. Be good."

Amidst the khaki, the drums were rumbling and the flags were unfurling, all in a magnificent manner.

"Chang Sheng - Li Haida -"

"Chang Sheng - Li Haida -"

Seeing that Li Haida's support team is so effective, Bingdi's support team is not to be outdone.

"The winner is—Ice Empress—"

"The winner is—Ice Empress—"

I saw the gorgeous young man on the court, turned his racket, and pointed in the direction of the support team.

"Win is the Ice Emperor!!"

"The winner is Atobe!!"

"Pa——" a crisp snap of fingers inexplicably overwhelmed the cheers of 50 people and resounded through the field.

Atobe Keigo flicked the coat off his shoulders to the sidelines: "The winner! It's me!!"

"Ah!!! Atobe!!! SAMA!!!"

Ziyuan Limu was shocked:? ? ?

Is this a concert or a tennis match?

Is it that pompous? ? ?

It is even more secondary than the Eye of the Emperor of the former basketball department minister.

"Atobe-kun is really gorgeous." Seiichi Yukimura praised, without any blush or heartbeat.

"Hmph." Keigo Atobe raised his chin, noncommittal.

"Then let's have a contest that you won't regret."

"bring it on."

Atobe Keigo: "Which?"

"Smooth."

The racket spins and falls over.

front.

The referee held up the flag of Yukimura Seiichi's side: "Li Haitai, Yukimura serves!"

"salute!"

"Prepare!"

"Start!!"

Yukimura Seiichi bounced the ball, took off, and swung his racket.

The ball rushed to the other half of the court with thunderous momentum.

Atobe Keigo concentrates, strides, and swings his racket.

However, the force transmitted from the racket caused his expression to change slightly.

Yukimura Seiichi's control of power is more precise, and the skills contained in it...

Just as he was thinking, the ball spinning on the racket suddenly spun upwards, Keigo Atobe tilted his head to avoid it, and the tennis ball flew directly into the sky.

Ziyuan Riki clicked his tongue twice: "A-Dun, is this the same as before when the kids in Lvjian only got three points when they got the ball?"

"Almost." Atsushi Ziyuan didn't bite the potato chips, but looked at the middle of the field.

The referee raised the flag: "Lihai scored a big score!"

"Not bad, Yukimura."

"Thank you."

Because Yukimura Seiichi scored, the right to serve the second ball still belongs to Yukimura Seiichi.

Serve as before, but this time Keigo Atobe hits back.

The yellow sphere was spinning, rushing towards it with a violent wind, Seiichi Yukimura hit back, and the ball suddenly turned upwards, and rushed into the sky exactly like before, taking off the team uniform on Seiichi Yukimura's shoulder.

Murakihara Riki let out a wow: "So Yukimura-kun's clothes can be taken off? They're not sewn on."

The two of you came and went, and the little yellow ball left scorching marks in the air with sparks.

Murakihara Riki was still lamenting that playing tennis was like a sci-fi drama, but he was gradually and unconsciously attracted to the game.

The contest between Yukimura Seiichi and Atobe Keigo was really exciting.

Keigo Atobe serves with Tang Huaise, and Seiichi Yukimura hits back with the state of selflessness.

Yukimura Seiichi launched a senseless deprivation, and Atobe Keigo also responded with the Atobe Kingdom.

Even the moves of his teammates are well used.

The score has been anxiously climbing online, and it is another tie-break.

People who used to receive hell-style training in U-17, and opened the realm of seamlessness, have returned to the most essential, and fought back in the simplest and most direct way.

In the final of a Kanto competition, it was like being knocked out of the final of a national competition by two people.

Tense, exciting, exciting.

Ziyuan Limu propped his chin, his watery eyes looked at the yellow figure in the center of the court without blinking.

On the court, Yukimura Seiichi, without his gentle and polite appearance, behaved like a king who does not belong to this age.

The same is true for Atobu-kun.

Press your palms against your heart.

"Boom—"

Ziyuan Limu took a deep breath, and the feeling of his heart hitting his chest became more and more intense.

"boom--"

There was no gap between the tie-breaks, and the physical exertion of Yukimura Seiichi and Atobe Keigo had reached its peak, and they were all supported by will.

Ziyuan Limu looked at the two people in the middle of the field who did not back down.I suddenly felt that I could do better.

"boom--"

"Lihai is big! 79-77."

"Lihai wins!"

Seeing the young man kneeling on one knee because of exhaustion, Murakihara Riki rolled his eyes with a smile.

Congratulations, Yukimura-kun, you have won the Kanto Tournament.

Jumped down from the tree, patted his younger brother's arm: "A-Dun is gone."

The two came out of the tennis court.

"Which one on the right is shorter do you like?" Ziyuan Atsushi asked suddenly.

Murakihara Riki: Which eye of yours saw that Yukimura-kun was short? ?

"Aden, I have decided that I will come back to supervise your next matches."

Atsushi Murasaki: "Xiaoli girl, do you like the one who is 1.8 meters tall?"

Ziyuan Limu sneered: "It's late, brother."

The author has something to say: Yukimura-kun is obviously 185 tall, but in front of Aton, he is petite, pitiful, and helpless.