Inoue Mamoru glanced at Seijuro Akaji and couldn’t help but comment.

“In the two doubles games, Diguang abstained in a row, which is really too ill-considered.”

Buji Shusuke looked at Mamoru Inoue with a smile and expressed his opinion.

“Not necessarily. Because the other party is Akaji. ”

“As he said, ‘I overcome everything, everything is right.'”

Tezuka Kunimitsu glanced at Shusuke lightly, his face grim.

Bang bang!

“Fudofeng won this game, 1-0.”

When Shintaro Midorima passed in front of Akaji, he was extremely calm.

Outside the iron net, Atsushi Ziyuan held a snack and became a little interested.

“Ah~~ Green Boy is about to serve.”

Akira Kamio holds the racket in both hands.

After bending the knees.

The body naturally leans forward.

The two eyes were glued to Midorima on the opposite side.

Before Shintaro Midorima served, he suddenly pulled out a piggy bank out of nowhere.

Kamio Ming was stunned, “What, did you actually bring that kind of thing to the game!” ”

Shintaro Midorima lowered his head and said to himself.

“Do everything you can to wait for destiny. Today’s Cancer’s fortunes are number one. ”

Kamio Akira questioned with his hands clenched into fists, his forehead covered with black lines, waving his arms.

“So why did you carry a piggy bank…”

Ryota Huangse stroked his forehead, and his smile was full of helplessness.

“The little green room is really exaggerated.”

“Lucky things or something, only he will believe it.”

Several shallow black lines also appeared on Seijuro Akaji’s forehead.

“Shintaro, I warned you not to bring that kind of thing to the court.”

Shout!

The ball is thrown high into the air.

Midorima stood on tiptoe and raised his body.

Swing the racket out as if it were his extended arm.

Mamoru Inoue was shocked and said to himself.

“Wait… That pose, so strange, could it be…”

“It can’t be a long-range shot!”

Shintaro Midorima’s almost shooting action on the serve caused a sigh from everyone inside and outside the court.

The serve is in an ultra-high parabolic motion, with a height of more than ten meters visually.

“It’s so high, the ball is still rising…” Kamio looked up at the ball.

As the ball gets taller, its shadow becomes less and less visible.

Until, it seemed to disappear from the sight of Kamio.

After the highest point, the ball began to fall.

Smooth curves, graceful and gorgeous.

Bang bang!

Kamio Akira immediately took a step forward, wanting to chase in the direction where the ball landed.

But when he leaned forward and swung his racket, he did catch the ball more easily than he expected.

“I thought it would be different, it turned out to be such an ordinary serve.”

Including Kamio Akira, the members of Fudo Peak breathed a sigh of relief.

When Inoue Mamoru heard this, he said disapprovingly.

“Ordinary serve, this technique is quite strong in basketball.”

Shisaori had heard enough of Inoue Mamoru and complained about basketball.

“Inoue senior, this is a tennis match.”

“Please, tell me something about tennis.”

Mamoru Inoue scratched his head and said with a smile.

“To be honest, I’m a basketball fan too.”

Shintaro Midorima pushed his glasses with his index and middle fingers, his gaze calm.

Compared to Midorima, Kamio is full of movement.

The sound of footsteps.

“Keep up with the beat!”

The thick bangs on Kamio’s forehead obscured one eye, and he moved very fast.

“Come on Kamio!”

“Armin is in great form, he hasn’t conceded a goal so far!”

Although others are optimistic about the Kamio match, Tachibana is increasingly unhappy.

This is not peace, it comes from the calmness of the opponent.

Whether it’s Akaji, the players on the field, or the players on the sidelines.

Everyone in Diguang Middle School has their own king aura.

They are like wise men who do not speak easily.

However, this silence is remarkable.

Shisaori couldn’t help but pick up the camera and take a few photos of Akaji on the sidelines.

“After giving up two doubles games, you can still be so calm and relaxed, and Diguang gives people a very strong feeling.”

Bang!

“Keep up with the beat!”

“It’s too slow!”

“Faster, faster!!”

Kamio Akira kept shouting, full of confidence.

On the opposite side, Shintaro Midorima never changed his face, as quiet as stagnant water.

Therefore, even the players of Fudongfeng were a little unable to stand it.

Ishida pulled out his ears and complained.

“Don’t you think, that guy from Kamio keeps arguing.”

The others nodded one after another, “That’s right. ”

The players of the youth academy also stood on the sidelines of the stadium, after all, the winning side will undoubtedly be their final opponent.

Echizen Ryoma said with some hesitation.

“That green-haired left-hander, it’s so weird…”

Taocheng next to him also nodded thoughtfully.

“Echizen, you really found out.”

Satoshi Horio and several other first-year students didn’t know what the two were talking about, and they looked dazed.

“What, what did Senior Tao and Echizen discover?”


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