Ryoma turned his head and looked up at the person standing next to him, their minister, Tezuka Kunimitsu. He could only see him looking at the net intently. His face was as calm as a layer of frost, but it remained unchanged.
It seems that the senior sister did not realize that there is such a person in the senior class. It seems that she is really a bit stupid.
"Do you really think this is the end for me?" Keigo Atobe in the field suddenly laughed, his smile was flamboyant, his smile was gorgeous, his smile was charming, so what if he fell behind, so what if he conceded a goal,
How could he lose? In Atobe Keigo's dictionary, there is no word for surrender. He picked up the ball, and the round tennis ball in his hand seemed to have gained a lot of weight inadvertently.
The serve was extremely fast and accurate. Without anyone seeing it clearly, the ball had already landed at Sanada’s feet and then bounced out.
What kind of serve is this? It’s so fast. It seems to be a speed that cannot be seen clearly with the naked eye.
For a moment, there was a silence in the court, a very special silence. This sudden ball almost made everyone dumbfounded. They couldn't understand what they saw. How could there be such a serve in this world?
The speed of the ball is fast, and the force of the ball is even harder. It seems to raise a cloud of dust, making it impossible to see the path of the ball.
"This guy Atobe, how did he learn how to serve like this and how well he hid it?" Ninzu couldn't help but laugh. As expected of Atobe, he seems to have some reservations. He has always been a formidable opponent.
"Oh, it's not bad, it turns out I still have a hand." Ryoma's amber eyes seemed to be lit up with a cluster of stars, and the meaning inside was very profound.
Otoyu clenched the cup in her hand. The scented tea in the cup had already cooled down a bit.
He will not lose, nor can he lose. She knows how arduous his daily practice is, how much heavier it is than other athletes. She knows how great the pressure is on him, and she also knows that he wants to win.
He is determined, he is aloof, he is arrogant, he is also firm and persistent, how could he lose so easily?
Keigo Atobe held the racket, his eyes seemed to be filled with sparks. The game had just begun. His aesthetics were improving every day.
"Okay, that's it." Coach Shen stood up and suddenly said, "Both of you are qualified."
Qualified? I was stunned for a moment. Qualified means that they have been selected?
Atobe Keigo and Sanada put down their rackets and looked at Coach Kami in confusion. Did he mean that they had already been selected?
"Coach Huacun, what do you mean?" Coach Shen looked in the direction of Coach Huacun and asked.
"Of course there is no problem. If it is these two people, I believe everyone will not object to it, is it Tezuka?" Coach Hanamun also smiled, and she asked Tezuka, who was standing in front of the net, the third player in this selection competition.
a coach,
"Yes" Tezuka nodded without the slightest objection. The election of these two people is essential.
Hearing his voice not far from her, as if he was right beside her, the corner of Yinyu's lips stiffened slightly, but she soon relaxed.