"This game is led by Teikou Akashi...score..."
"3-1!"
Unexpectedly, Qianshi was much more difficult to deal with than in the Pyoto Tournament.
His superior dynamic vision combined with his good physical fitness can even lead to a normal tug-of-war with Akashi.
Even if it is an absolute prophecy with great talent, he can occasionally crack it and even win a game with it.
From here we can also see how hard Sengoku worked in training during the period from the Tokyo Competition to the Kanto Competition.
They are never the only ones who become stronger...
"Ah, you are really surprising."
Akashi stood in front of the net, looked at Qianshi and praised.
He really didn't expect Qianshi to be so powerful.
I thought I could easily win if I was a little more serious, but Sengoku's level was higher than expected.
"You're the one who's surprised, right?"
"I've worked so hard, and it's too much for you to become even more powerful."
What Qianshi said was true. He had never been so focused on tennis training, and he trained hard with the mentality of wanting to compete with the miracles.
But judging from the previous fight, Akashi still has some strength left.
And he tried his best to fight, not to suppress.
"But the more powerful you are, the more I don't want to give up."
"Otherwise, if you lose and run away with your tail between your legs, it will look too inferior."
Qianshi returned to the baseline again and prepared to serve, speaking in a brisk tone.
At this moment, he felt happy and relaxed, without any excessive burden or heavy heart.
He has devoted himself wholeheartedly to the confrontation with Akaashi, enjoying the tension and happiness brought by tennis.
Bursts of white light appeared on his body, and the familiar aura moved some people.
"The state of selflessness..."
"Senshi Innocent!"
"Has he stepped into that realm as well?"
In the stands, Inui Sadaharu did not misjudge Qianshi's current state.
"Things are getting more and more interesting, aren't they, Tezuka."
Fuji also felt sincerely happy about these opponents who were getting stronger.
"ah..."
Tezuka nodded, agreeing with Fuji's view.
Whether they are Qingxue, Teikou, or Hyoutei, everyone is pursuing a higher level of tennis.
Even Sengoku Qingchun, who was unknown in the past, began to work hard to catch up.
There's nothing more exciting than having a great rival.
It is simply incredible that this group of people could be born in such an era.
As Sengoku himself often says...
"I'm very lucky!"
…………
"Then let's start the final sprint!"
Qianshi threw the ball high and hit the "Tiger Cannon" again. With his aura of selflessness, his momentum is even better now.
"The state of selflessness... is such a familiar picture."
Standing in the midfield, waiting for the ball to bounce and hitting it back with his bat, Akashi laughed. He did not expect Sengoku's evolution.
But that doesn't stop him from knocking it down...
"Huh? This ball..."
Qianshi observed with his naked eyes that the ball was spinning very strangely...
So he chose to respond by chipping the ball.
"boom!"
"Drink!!"
There was a sound of hitting, and everyone watched as Qianshi, who tensed his body and yelled angrily, hit the ball back.
"Wise judgment..."
It was no surprise that Sengoku was able to hit the ball back. Akashi was already prepared, standing in front of the net, and lobbed a short ball.
"It's not over yet!"
Rushing towards the net, Qianshi did not give up on fighting for the ball. He leaped forward and dived flush with the ground.
"boom!"
"Snapped..."
His body hit the ground hard and slid, and at the same time he stretched out his racket and picked up the tennis ball that was about to hit the ground.
Lob!
As if to buy himself time to stand up, Sengoku's lob was a standard for Akashi's backcourt.
The arc like an arch bridge fully prepared him to stand up.
"I have a hand! But what about this!"
When Akashi picked up the ball, he had already retreated to the baseline of the backcourt, and then he jumped high and swung the ball down.
"boom!"
"drink!"
"That is?"
"Brown bear caught!"
But then Sengoku made a familiar move, turning his back to Akashi, landing on one knee, spreading his left and right hands while knocking the smash back.
"This was expected..."
He had noticed that Sengoku had entered that area before, but he had never used "imitation", so Akashi knew that the other party wanted to use it for a "surprise attack" and was already on guard.
"Of course I won't use it as a last resort. After all, I know it consumes a lot of energy."
Standing up directly without moving in a pose, Qianshi focused on Akashi's movements.
(The waist drives the arm to turn...to the left!)
Relying on the state of selflessness and deepening his understanding of other people's movements, Sengoku judged Akashi's movements.
"Oooh!"
When Akaashi hit the ball back again, Sengoku made a familiar starting move, hitting the tennis ball with blue lightning and leaping towards Akashi's court.
Chidori!
But he was still beaten back by Akashi with both hands...
"boom!"
"Snapped!"
…
"This fight took so long..."
"Six minutes..."
"Akaashi said 26 goals before, which was exceeded again..."
"Sengoku Innocent breaks the boundaries again..."
In this round of confrontation, the two were rarely evenly matched.
"But Teikou's Akashi Seijuro still has the advantage..."
"Yamabuki's Sengoku Seijun is starting to lose strength."
"This is all the result of his abuse of the state of selflessness..."
Atobe crossed his legs and watched the game on the field with great interest, commenting sharply.
"You're slowing down!"
For a long time, Akashi seized the opportunity of Qianshi's body to pause and counterattacked to win the long point.
"15-0!"
And like a deflated rubber ball, Qianshi's movements gradually became slow and stiff.
"30-0!"
"40-0!"
"4-1!"
Listening to the referee reporting the score in his ear, Qianshi gasped sharply, sweat sliding down both sides of his face like water.
"Ha...huh...ha...huh..."
During the break in the exchange of venues, Qianshi sat next to Banlao, covering his head with a towel and panting.
"How about it, Qianshi."
"ah?"
"Is tennis fun?"
"Of course it's fun, accompanying me..."
But Banlao's question made Qianshi stunned at first, but his next words suddenly enlightened him.
"Sure enough, I'm really glad I chose this sport."
"No, maybe luck favored me and brought me here."
"So, I will keep fighting."
When he lifted the towel, there was no confusion or hesitation in his eyes, but only expectations for the future.
The contrast between that energetic look and Haizaki who was depressed after losing the game was two extremes.
"Bangdang..."
In the stands at the back, the drink bottle Akutsu was holding was unknowingly squeezed and deformed, causing the water inside to spill out.
………………
"The game is over, Teiko Akashi wins this set!"
"The score is 6-2!"
"The final singles match will begin later!"
But even if Qianshi finally reopened the realm of selflessness, he still couldn't turn the tide. He just grabbed one set and then ended.
But his performance of "hard work" was extremely moving.
Yamabuki's Sengoku is pure!
This name will ring in the ears of various schools from now on.
