Chapter 130 Everyone's Worries About Kirihara's Competition
Not long after, the doubles match on the field also ended after a ball hit the ground. Surprisingly, this game could be regarded as a draw, because neither team seemed to be able to continue playing. They played for too long.
Okay, it's been over two hours. It's really a long game.
"That guy," Marui rubbed his swollen wrist. He was such an annoying guy. His wrist was still numb. He blew another bubble hard, and the bubble gum in his mouth had no taste at this time.
Got it
Jack wiped the sweat from his head. Because he had a bald head, even the sweat on his head was obvious. His physical strength was also consumed a lot, but Kamio just nodded and kept panting.
Kamio and Shen Shen sat back on the lounge chairs, both of them looked very tired.
"Next time, keep working hard, you performed very well." Ju Juping sat still and did not blame him. He knew that in fact, he was very satisfied with this result. After all, the opponent was not another team.
, but, Lihai University, the two-year national champion, their strength is almost terrifying.
Then in the next singles match, the cup in their hands was slightly stronger. They absolutely could not lose.
"Next singles, Kirihara Ue." Seiichi Yukimura raised his eyes slightly and spoke lightly. The moment he lowered his head, his purple hair inadvertently covered his eyes, and his tone was slightly domineering.
, and a self-confidence that cannot be ignored
Kirihara stood up and waved the racket in his hand. It was finally his turn to play. He had waited long enough. However, who was his opponent this time? He swept away all Fudomine players.
Once again, finally stopping on Ju Juping's body
He still wants to fight him
Ju Jueping folded his hands on his chest, leaned on the rest chair, and closed his eyes to think. After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, and could see nothing but calmness in his eyes. No matter whether the situation was good for them or not, he could always
Such calm control of the entire court
"Ishida, go ahead." He just said lightly. After saying that, he closed his eyes again.
He wanted to know if Tatekai's Kirihara Akaya would win against Ishida's wave ball. Ishida's power was one of the best in the junior high school tennis world. But Tatekai's Kirihara, with such a thin body, didn't know if he could catch it.
his ball
This is not considered revenge, it can only be said that Li Hai gave them a good chance.
"Yes." Ishida stood up, stretched out his hands to tighten the towel on his head, then walked slowly onto the court and stood on the other side of the tennis court, looking at Kirihara with a flat look.
"The little guy seems to be in trouble." Marui leaned on the lounge chair and seemed to have recovered his strength.
"Should we change someone else? I'm afraid Ishida's arm strength is not something that even a kid can handle." Niou held his chin with one hand and looked at Yukimura Seiichi who was sitting motionless on the chair, then turned his face and looked at Mata
It's Sanada who doesn't say a word
"No need," Seiichi Yukimura said calmly. He just narrowed his eyes slightly, "The game is officially underway. If there is any problem, Sanada knows what to do."
"Yes." Sanada just nodded lightly. He knew Kirihara's temper very well. He was not a person who would quit at will. Even if they wanted him to come down now, it would be impossible. Although they were practicing the game, they
They are all played as official matches, not to mention Kirihara, who has not played for a long time. As long as he stands on the court, he will not leave the court without any reason.
Otoyu looked at everyone and felt that the current atmosphere was a bit strange.
"Seiichi, why do you need to replace someone?" She gently pulled the corner of Yukimura Seiichi's clothes. Yukimura Seiichi turned back to look at him and smiled softly, "It's nothing, you can just watch the game."
"Really?" She still didn't believe it, but it seemed like she couldn't ask anything. Looking at Fudo Peak, they all looked towards the competition venue.
At the beginning of the game, Kirihara served. It was a knuckle serve used during Japanese-American camps. When the ball was hit, people couldn't see the path of the ball. What they saw in front of them seemed to be just an illusion of several balls. It was impossible to find where the real ball was.
Otowa had seen this kind of ball in that game. However, unfortunately, in the end, due to injury, he did not persist until the end. Instead, he switched to Ryoma, and finally hit the American team's Kebin.
I believe that game, whether it was Kirihara’s first half or Echizen Ryoma’s bottom game, was an unforgettable wonderful game.
"As soon as he came on the court, he served with his knuckles. He really didn't relax at all. He was very serious." Nioh sat on another lounge chair, and sitting next to him was Yanagi Renji who was taking notes.
"That guy must have been holding it in for a long time, and finally got a chance to play for him, so now, he is showing no mercy at all." Niou crossed his legs and continued.