"The next thing to be played is the second and final set of the national semi-finals, a singles match between Kirihara Akaya from Rikkai University Affiliated High School and Oikawa Sawa from Lion Raku. Please invite players from both sides. Get ready."
Playing as a single in a national competition for the first time, Kirihara was so excited that his heart almost skipped a beat.
"Minister! Let me take back the victory for everyone!"
"Okay, let's go."
Kirihara carried everyone's expectant eyes, The cheerleaders walked onto the field with their heads held high, shouting on the verge of breaking their voices. His opponents, Oikawa Sa and Na, are not weak either. They have already reached this stage. If they win one more set, they will advance to the finals. Both sides enter the arena with determination to win.
"Boy, the winner of this game must be me."
Oikawa Sahe, who is in the third grade of junior high school, puts on sneakers and is even more than 1.9 meters tall. Kirihara, who is in the first grade, is still a "little cute baby" with a height of 1.65 meters, so when the two of them look at each other across the net, with a distance of less than half a meter, the comparison is really cruel.
Kirihara raised his head and looked at Oikawa Sawa, who was several times older than him. He raised his hand and put the racket on his shoulder, showing an extremely arrogant smile.
"I will win this game within 13 minutes and 58 seconds."
After hearing Kirihara's words, Oikawa Sahe lowered his head and looked at Kirihara sideways. Said: "The price of being blindly arrogant is that I will make you lose so much that you can't even pick up the racket."
Oikawa Sahe put the racket on the ground, gently turned his fingers, and continued: " Which? ”
“That’s right. ”
Five seconds later, Oikawa Sahe picked up the racket.
"You're lucky, the serve is yours."
"Then senior, be prepared," Kirihara said, turning around and looking towards his Walking to the serving area, he continued: "I will make you lose so much that you can't even catch the ball."
"Now let's start the first singles game, with Tachibami Ohkihara Akaya serving."
At the same time as the referee announced, Kirihara also moved to a suitable position, faced Oikawa Sawa, and pinched a tennis ball with the strength of his left hand joint.
"That gesture of holding a tennis ball?!"
"It seems to be exerting a lot of irregular force on the tennis ball?"
"The tennis ball is deformed. ! How much strength did he use!"
"I always feel like everyone in Li Hai has a lot of tricks up his sleeve!"
I have never seen Knuckles off the court. Everyone who was serving started talking, and at this moment, the most excited person was undoubtedly the person playing data tennis.
"New skills must be recorded."
Inui Sadaharu opened his notebook, picked up a pen and started writing quickly in the notebook.
Seeing this scene, Kikumaru lay down in Oishi's ear and whispered: "That little sea leader didn't even hit the ball. What are you writing down?"
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On the court, after gathering enough strength, Kirihara finally let go and hit the ball.
"15-0, Tatekai Ogirihara scored."
"Hiss..." Oikawa Sawa, who originally thought it was just a slightly strange spinning ball, found that he It was impossible to tell the direction in which the ball was ejected. The speed of the ball was so fast that his eyes and body couldn't keep up, so he was hit for a while.
"The next ball is coming," Kirihara didn't give Oikawa Sawa a chance to react. He directly picked up a new tennis ball after the "kind reminder".
"This is the first time this kind of ball is easy to use!" Oikawa Sahe, who was fully prepared, had already moved a step to the side when the tennis ball was halfway in the air - although his I misjudged the direction, but catching the ball before it hits the ground again is not a problem! Seeing Kirihara's blank half full of blind spots, Oikawa Sawa slightly raised the corner of his mouth and returned an extremely tricky ball. "I won this point!"
"Senior, you are so naive!"
Looking at Kirihara who had reached the baseline and swung the racket, Oikawa Sahe's eyes suddenly opened. , which is more than half the distance of the stadium! How did Kirihara get there? !
"30-0, Tatekai Ogirihara scored."
In another minute, Kirihara won the first set easily. When the two sides exchanged venues, Kirihara heard When Oikawa Sahe passed by him, he lowered his voice and said: "Next, I will let you see hell."
In his serve game, Oikawa Sahe exuded a positive energy. There was an aura that was unprecedented in this game. Everyone felt that they were seeing a cold-faced murderer from the battlefield. No matter how slow their brains were, they could feel the murderous aura coming towards their faces.
"Blade of Slaughter!"
As Oikawa Sawa's racket was cut sideways, a tennis ball brought a gust of wind blades, like a blade, slashing towards Kirihara's abdomen . Kirihara held the racket cross-handed in front of him to block the ball. Then, the huge force made Kirihara's wrist feel numb. Kirihara couldn't help but let go of his hand, and his racket fell to the ground. The tennis ball also hit Kirihara hard, knocking him back several steps before he could stop.
"15-0, the Lions are happy and Kawasa and score."
"Tsk..." Kirihara covered his abdomen as if it had been penetrated by a sharp knife, picked up the racket again, and stared at The excitement in his heart became even stronger, "This is interesting! Hahahahahahaha..."
"You can still laugh?"
Soon, Oikawa Sahe You know why Kirihara can still laugh, as if he has unlocked the seal when he comes to the serving game, after the arrival of the next Slaughter Blade, Kirihara's body was filled with white light, and his movements became wild. The tennis ball that could have knocked off his racket was easily knocked back by Kirihara.
Oikawa Sahe couldn't believe that his special skill was broken like this, but the fact is that the third, fourth, and fifth killing blades were all easily counterattacked by Kirihara Akira.
Kirihara on the court was like a cheetah from the African grassland, controlling the racket and smashing all kinds of wind-like tennis balls towards Oikawa Sawa from all angles. Oikawa Sahe felt like he had turned into an antelope being chased by a cheetah, and his whole body was pierced by the cheetah's claws and fangs. It was painful, so painful that his soul screamed.
But this is not him! He is not an antelope! He is a tiger! A tiger that can break a cheetah's spine with one palm!
"Ah!!!" After being forced into a desperate situation, Oikawa Sahe let out a sharp roar. He took the initiative to abandon all reason and devoted himself to this life-and-death struggle between beasts.
As the ball spins one after another on the court, the cheetah and the tiger are tearing at each other, biting each other until they are covered with bruises.
This is not tennis, it is simply a fight between people! The pent-up anxiety of many people outside the field was also aroused, and they roared and cheered for the two people on the field. Of course, there were also many people who had never seen such a scene and were completely frightened. Amidst the noise of the people around him, he tightly clutched his beating heart.
The game ended more than half an hour later. Kirihara did not end the game in 13 minutes and 58 seconds as he said, but he played with great satisfaction. It wasn't until the referee announced that he had won the game with a score of 6:1 that he gradually regained his sense.
Then: "Ahhhhh, Nioh-senpai, it hurts!!!"