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Chapter 167 The end of an era!

"I didn't expect that Shishile would lose for the second time in a row."

"Fudoho is really awesome!"

After the two games, the audience outside the stadium couldn't help but exclaimed when they saw this unexpected scene.

"It looks like Fudoho is very likely to end the first round with a complete victory~"

"These bastards!"

After hearing the comments of the people around him, Taimaru Daji became furious, cursed secretly in his heart, and was about to reprimand.

But when he turned around, he found that everyone was dejected, their eyes were dim, and there was no trace of confidence on their faces. An extremely low pressure permeated the lion.

"Everyone."

Taimaru Daikichi opened his mouth, wanting to say something to encourage morale, but when he saw the score on the scoreboard, the momentum in his heart suddenly disappeared, and only his fists were clenched tightly.

"Senior Gao Cang, long time no see."

Then he saw Takakura Keisuke stepping onto the court proudly, his head slightly tilted, his expression solemn and sacred, like a king lording over his territory.

"Bring me the racket."

"So much for the unnecessary greetings."

"You guys, lift your chests up!
Please do not
Let Shishile Middle School be ashamed because of you! "

Stretching out his right hand to hold it with Takakura Keisuke, Tachibana couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart. He didn't expect that it would be like this when they saw each other again.

A sharp scolding, like thunder, made everyone wake up from a dream, and immediately raised their heads in excitement.

In front of the net.

At this moment, a broad palm suddenly pressed on his shoulder.

He was startled by Takakura Keisuke's momentum. After a few seconds, Taimaru Daikichi finally recovered and hurriedly handed the racket to the opponent.

His eyes stayed on Tachibana Jupei for two seconds, and Takakura Keisuke took his hand back, feeling slightly cold in his heart. The person who should have been entrusted with the future has now become an obstacle to Shishi Le.

"Minister, ah, it's good for you!"

but
He is equally determined in his heart, even if the other person is his former senior, he will not hold back because of this.

What an irony!

"It's up to you to guess first."

Behind him, Takakura Keisuke had already stood up from his seat. His muscular body, which was a head taller than an ordinary person, exuded a terrifying aura, and he stared at Taimaru Daikichi with sharp eyes.

At the same time, he raised his head and looked at the minister who was exuding a cold aura, and his originally dead heart suddenly felt hope again.

"Even if you reach this point, you must maintain the magnanimity of Lion Music. Senior Takakura, is this the glory of Lion Music Middle School in your heart?"

Taking the racket, Takakura Keisuke slowly walked towards the court. He stopped just before taking the court, turned his head slightly, and glanced at the lost Lions players.

Takakura Keisuke is like a superior, giving orders with an arrogant attitude, as if he is a winner, as if the team currently trailing 0-2 is not the Lion Music Middle School led by him.

"By the way, we have Minister Takakura, he can't lose, Shishile still has a chance!"

Looking at Takakura Keisuke with an indifferent expression, his orange eyes flashed slightly.

Not paying attention to the opponent's posture, he stood the racket on the ground.

swish
"front."

After the words fell, Ju Juping gently pinched the handle of the racket with three fingers and turned it hard.

A few seconds later, the rotating tennis racket lost its power and fell to the ground with a clatter. The letters on the handle were clearly facing up, and the choice was handed over to Jujuping's hands.

"I choose to serve." Jujueping said.

Nodding slightly, Takakura Keisuke didn't say anything and walked straight towards the half of his choice, with extreme confidence in his steps, as if he didn't care who served first.

The referee looked left and right, and after confirming that the two men had decided on the ball, he waved his hand.

"One set will decide the winner. Fudomine Middle School Tachibana Kippei will serve first!"

A whistle blows and the game officially begins.

Bang!
Without much preparation, Ju Juping jumped into the air and violently slammed the tennis ball down with the black racket.

In just an instant, the twisted and ferocious yellow beam flew over the net, wild and violent, and the stadium roared like a lion.

"So strong!"

Off the court, Taimaru Daikichi's expression froze, and the terrifying aura made him tremble in his heart. Just with the first goal in the game, he could see the gap between himself and his opponent.

Thinking of the "bold words" from before, I suddenly felt lucky in my heart. Fortunately, I didn't face off against Ju Jueping.

"It seems that after leaving Shishile, your skills have not been wasted. Tachibana!"

Brake. Brake. Brake.
A sliding step stopped in front of the bouncing tennis ball. Takakura Keisuke swung the racket close to the ground. In the process, the racket head collided with the ground, sparking a few sparks, and the racket bounced several times.

Bang!
There was a dull sound, and the racket passed in front of Takakura Keisuke, but the tennis ball suddenly disappeared.

Swish. Swish. Swish.
Without any warning, a shadow of a ball suddenly appeared above the net. Then it suddenly disappeared, and the next second it reappeared in the right half of Jujuping, touching the ground. After bouncing, it disappeared again. When it last appeared, the tennis ball had rolled to the ground.

"Shishi Le Middle School Keisuke Takakura scored, 0-15."

"Agan, am I right? The tennis that Minister Shile just played teleported on the court!"

On the high platform, Eiji Kikumaru widened his eyes. Even with his superb dynamic vision, he could only see five ball shadows flashing across the court in an instant.

On the side, Inui Sadaharu took out his notebook and turned to the section of Shishile Middle School. One of the pages had Takakura Keisuke's name as the title.

"This is Takakura Keisuke's move, the afterimage ball.

Because the trajectory of the ball cannot be seen and the direction of the tennis ball can only be judged based on the shadow of the ball for a moment, it becomes extremely difficult to return the ball. "

Compared with the new generation of players, it is obviously much easier to collect information about veteran players like Takakura Keisuke.

"Sure enough, no team in the national competition is easy."

His eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of solemnity flashed across Fuji's face. Even though Shishile had begun to gradually decline, the legacy left over from the previous era should not be underestimated.

I don’t know if Shishi Raku has other back-ups. In the absence of Tezuka, it may be extremely difficult for Seigaku to defeat Shishi Raku.

“Using the impact of the racket with the ground before hitting the ball, it gives the tennis ball a strong concussive force, causing it to constantly vibrate during the flight.

Coupled with the rapid ball speed, it looks like it suddenly disappeared. "

On the court, the fierce battle in the first game still had no winner, but Yuuki Satoru had already seen through the principle of Takakura Keisuke's move.

As the minister of Shishi Le Middle School, the other party is not an ordinary person.

To be able to maintain a stalemate with Tachibana for so long and score points, Takakura Keisuke is obviously at the national level.

Moreover, his strength is even much stronger than that of Shenji, and he has already come a long way in the country.

Is a skinny camel bigger than a horse?
However, this was still within Yuki Satoru's expectations.

After all, if he hadn't led Fudo Peak to emerge this year, according to the normal development path, Shishile Middle School would have reached the top four in the country again in this national competition, completing the final end of Kyushu's hegemony.

Therefore, it is normal for Takakura Keisuke to reach the national level.

not to mention.
His opponent was Tachibana Jupei, and defeat was the outcome that Takakura Keisuke had already destined.

"Drink!"

Five ball shadows flashed in mid-air one after another, spanning the entire court in an instant, but Ju Juping had already seen through the ball and took a step toward the left corner.

Obvious muscle lines appeared on the arm, and then the muscles twisted, and the racket was quickly pulled out and swung towards the empty space in front of the bottom corner.

Bang!
There was an explosion, and the light yellow tennis ball suddenly appeared in the center of the racket surface, and was compressed into an oval by the fierce force.

then.

欻欻欻!
Countless ball shadows appeared on the court, and the yellow light in the sky poured down in Takakura Keisuke's eyes, unable to stop it.

"Game, Fudomine Middle School Tachibana, 4-2!"

"Huhu."

With a push on his knees, Takakura Keisuke stood up straight again, like a monument on the court.

"Tachibana, you have become so strong."

Looking at the black figure opposite, his eyes showed obvious fluctuations.

but
Sweat fell from his forehead, but it was quickly wiped away by a palm. Takakura Keisuke adjusted the white and green vertical striped team uniform, with the collar raised high, and he was imposing.

His eyes regained their determination.

"No one can tarnish the glory of Lion Le, including you!"

The game continues.

Bang!
The racket in Ju Juping's hand was dyed red, and he aimed at the flying tennis ball and gave it a hard dunk.

The wild lion roars!

The ball shadows all over the sky suddenly occupied all the space.

"For the glory of Lion Le, come over here!"

With a low roar, Takakura Keisuke's eyes quickly swept across the court, his steps moved quickly, and he swung the racket sharply, causing sparks to fly as the racket head rubbed against the ground.

Afterimage Ball·Three Phases!

Bang!
There was an explosion, and the tennis ball was accurately hit by him, and the shadow of the ball in the sky disappeared instantly.

At the same time the tennis ball disappeared in a flash.

In the eyes of everyone, the tennis ball only appears at the moment of hitting the ball, the moment when the tennis ball hits the ground and bounces, and the final second landing, completing the entire hitting process as if teleporting.

"Game, Shishi Le Middle School Takakura Keisuke, 3-4!"

"Swap the pitch~"

(End of this chapter)