After Yukimura used Zone, people thought that the game would continue.
"30-15!!"
"30-30!!"
But what is surprising is that Tezuka's next two attacks were all counterattacks.
But Yukimura didn't even move.
"Just standing there and serving is probably exhausting all the energy I have left."
"The Zone he just used made him use up everything he had."
Without any intention of retreating, Yukimura still looked straight ahead.
The zero-sensing tennis ball can no longer be used. Just standing there and watching is already being supported by his will.
Compared to Tezuka, who still had some energy left, his performance of using everything in the zone to grab a point was as fleeting as fireworks.
But Tezuka didn't mean to look down on him, but kept playing the ball with all his strength.
Even though Tezuka was very reluctant at this time, he still hit the sweet spot.
The power of the ball alone is not as good as before, but it is still powerful.
"boom!!"
"30-40!!"
Tezuka has reached the final point of the match. Just one more goal and the outcome will be decided!
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Compared to the noisy venue before, the auditorium at this time was unusually quiet.
It was as if the voice had been lost, no one was speaking.
They all held their breath, waiting for Yukimura's final serve.
(Embarrassing?)
When you hold the ball, you can even feel it sliding out of your hand.
Yukimura has no dissatisfaction with today's competition. Asking himself, he has done his best.
Evade seamlessly and crack light strikes
This is already a record that many middle school students cannot reach.
But even so, Yukimura still feels somewhat regretful.
(Even if you know the ending, you will still feel unwilling)
He didn't need to be reminded by others, he already knew what kind of results he would face now.
But he still wanted to work hard and fight for it.
"Tezuka!!"
Throwing the ball high, Yukimura bent his body and hit the final ball, shouting at the same time.
"Drink!!!"
"boom!!"
Without any mercy, Tezuka found the right position and hit the final light shot.
The golden ball of light flew over the net and landed in the corner, causing a roar and announcing the end of the game.
"This set is won by Aigaku Tezuka!!"
"score."
"3-6!!"
The long struggle was over, and deafening shouts rang out from the surrounding area.
"exciting competition!"
Walking to the net and looking at Yukimura, Tezuka stretched out his hand and said.
"I won't let you continue to win next year."
After lifting his arm and shaking hands, Yukimura said firm words.
"Ah, I look forward to the return of you all, Mr. Li Hai."
In this confrontation, if Long Ya hadn't been there, Qingxue might not have been able to win.
Therefore, Tezuka did not have any sense of pride, but had respect.
Compared to Seigaku, who still lacks personnel, Rikkai University should undoubtedly have a better chance of challenging Teiko.
"Humph, I'll leave it to you in the first year!"
Looking at the handshake between Yukimura and Tezuka, Atobe slowly sat down again and said coldly.
No matter what he says, sooner or later he will lead Ice King to the final stage!
But this year, let’s give it to Qingxue first.
"Tomorrow is the finals of the national competition."
"Di Guang versus Qing Xue!"
People who realized this turned their attention to the teams on both sides.
At the same time, Shirazu and the others were looking at each other with Tezuka and the others.
The strange atmosphere between the two teams also attracted attention.
"Facing the powerful Emperor's Light"
"How far can Qingxue achieve it?"
The personnel in Kanto also knew the configuration of these two teams to some extent, but it was precisely because they knew it that they were looking forward to it.
U17 training camp.
"Tomorrow is the last game for junior high school students, right?"
"Ah, you mean the finals of the national competition? It seems like this."
"What are you doing?"
"After sorting out the information and photography equipment, we plan to go to the site in person tomorrow."
"After all, who told those teenagers to be so difficult to deal with?"
In the facility, Kurobe, Saito Toru, and Takushi Ryuji were talking to each other.
Saito Zhi and Takuzhi Ryuji packed up related items and spoke to Kurobe.
"And I think you should feel a lot more relaxed tomorrow."
"I heard that both Phoenix and Ghost will go to the finals."
Thinking of something important, Saito reminded him.
"Shh, don't tell anyone. Otherwise, if there is any group outing, it will sound too bad."
"What's wrong? You guys still come here?"
Taking a bottle of wine and drinking from it, Mifune blinked, looked at Byodoin in front of him and spoke.
"Hey, there's no rule in the dormitory not to come here, right?"
It was rare that he was in a relaxed mood, and Byodoin also had the intention of teasing.
The results of leading Neon to the semi-finals this time are enough to make people shut up. Although they have not yet reached the world number one expected by Byodoin, they have to take their time.
"Are you here to talk about those junior high school students again?"
Glancing at Byodoin's face, Mifune put down his wine gourd and spoke bluntly.
"You can see through it all at once."
"They are better than I thought. I have a feeling that if I can't lead Neon to win the world first place next time"
"Then their generation will be the "miracle" that ends history!"
He didn't hide anything. He had mentioned it to Mifune a long time ago about Bai Jin.
That was a talent that both he and Gui were optimistic about.
"It makes you have such expectations."
"It seems that times have changed."
Without being sarcastic, Mifune looked up at the hazy sky and said.
He knew what kind of person the Byodoin was, and that's why Mifune couldn't ignore his feelings.
He had watched some of the videos of the previous battles between junior high school students, and they were indeed surprising.
But after all, due to age and physical limitations, I couldn't get on the stage.
“So, wouldn’t it be nice to change the system?”
"Only those who adapt to the times can live comfortably."
"You kid, are you really chattering away? Get out of here!"
After hearing what the other party said, Mifune's tone became unkind as he threw the drained sake gourd to Byodoin.
“What a high-maintenance coach.”
After grunting, Byodoin took it, took out the prepackaged wine from his back pocket, poured it into the gourd to fill it up, then threw it back and turned around to leave.
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Looking at Byodoin's leaving figure, Mifune remembered the previous proposal of the coaching staff.
(Opening a new training area?)
(Why waste money doing that?)
(Huh? Preparing for junior high school students?)
(Why waste resources going out of your way to do these things?)
The questioning voice that sounded at that time still lingered in his ears, but Mifune did not respond.
After their failure in Byodoin, he still had hopes for this term.
"Has the King of Germany already put you under so much pressure?"
But now the purpose of Byodoin's visit also proves his position and thoughts.
(End of chapter)
