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"This game has reached a stalemate. According to the current physical strength of both sides, we can only last for 10 minutes. Tezuka-kun's hand is not in good condition. Atobe has been targeting his right hand area, obviously wanting Tezuka to admit defeat first. "Lian Er looked at the group of Qingxue with a solemn face, and then at Tezuka who continued to chase on the field, with long-distance eyes, said lightly.

"Ah, Keigo Atobe is going too far. He only picks other people's wounds to fight, and it's not a game to win." Chiya looked at the two people running back and forth on the court, resentful, and said contemptuously .

Lian Er glanced back at the dissatisfied Chiya, and said, "The game itself is very cruel. Atobe was able to observe Tezuka's injury through the game. This is a problem with his eyesight. Tezuka didn't say anything, it's also his own problem. , but you won’t be able to win the martial arts? Chinese is good, and we will be satisfied when English can be like this.”

"Senior, no, I...I..." Chi also felt terrified when he heard Liu say that. The only Chinese knowledge he had was still learned from his cousin. He didn't know where he said it wrong. How did he feel about Senior Liu? Digging a hole for him.

"Chiya, go back and double your training!" Sanada listened to Liu and Chiya's words verbatim, looked at his bewildered face, and said sharply, Chiya should restrain his temper, dare to say anything explain.

"Isn't it another fine? I've already been fined nine times this week, Vice Minister, Senior Liu, if I double it again, I'll really kill you, QAQ." Chi Ye looked at the two bosses in front of him with wide eyes, his expression Poor and begging for mercy.King Ren shook his head as he looked around crying for help, but Lian Er had already shot, and they couldn't help even if they wanted to.

Not even a small episode interrupted the intense atmosphere. Everyone's eyes were once again attracted by Atobe's Rondo on the field. Qingxue and the others clenched their fists tightly, looking solemnly at the young man opposite them who was still tall and straight. Kikumaru couldn't help turning his head to the side, not wanting to see the minister being attacked again and again by Atobe, his hand really couldn't keep hitting.

"Coach Ryuzaki, let's abstain in this game..." Kawamura looked at the pale Tezuka, then turned to look at Sumire Ryuzaki, who was also looking bad in front of the coach chair, and prayed, his voice was hoarse but enough for the main candidates present to hear arrive.

"Abstain?" Taocheng looked at Kawamura's begging eyes, and his heart began to waver.

"No!" Seeing everyone's worried and struggling faces, Buer refused straight away, with a very firm attitude.

"If the minister persists, his hand will be destroyed. There are still competitions, but we can't bet on the minister's health. We really want to go to the national competition, but compared with the minister's hand, I would rather not go!" Kawamura Looking back at Fuji with a stern face, his dark eyes met Fuji's slightly opened eyes, he caught a glimpse of Tezuka's back from the corner of his eye, his nose soured, and he said hoarsely.

"No, if we abstain, what's the point of everything Tezuka did? We can't abstain, even for him, we can't abstain, we have to trust him, Tezuka will not let us down." Fuji looked at everyone present Avoiding his sight, knowing that they didn't want to hurt Tezuka because of the game, he turned his head to look at Tezuka, squinting his eyes slightly, his voice mixed with a little unbearable.

"Fuji is right. We have to trust Tezuka. Let's see it first." Ryuzaki Sumire looked at Fuji and agreed with him, rejecting Kawamura's proposal to abstain.

"But coach..." Kawamura still wanted to struggle.

"No, but, Kawamura, he is your minister, you have to trust him." Ryuzaki's face became serious, he looked at everyone, and said meaningfully.

The game has entered a fierce stage, and the smoke of the duel between the two can be smelled in the game after ball after ball. Every time they swing and hit the ball, it is a collision of their strengths.

Everyone on the field held their breath and opened their eyes wide to watch their intense game, for fear that one person would accidentally disturb the two who were immersed in the game.

As time passed, Tezuka's complexion gradually became ugly. He looked at Atobe, who was also not much better. He gritted his teeth and stepped over, aimed at the hitting point, and hit hard.

"This game is eye-opening. Their strength and toughness have surpassed the level of all junior high school students sitting here, and they are far ahead. This is probably the most controversial game in recent years." Hiding in the crowd Dai The man in the peaked cap looked at them excitedly, his eyes burning, and he kept muttering.

"Well, you can persist for so long, Tezuka, you really did not disappoint me, but how long can your hands last, now your hands should be so painful that you don't feel it, do you feel unconscious every time you clap your hands? Twitch? Tezuka, I advise you to admit defeat, Ice Emperor is sure to win." Atobe looked at Tezuka panting heavily, his face pale and still persisting, suppressing the surprise in his heart, and couldn't help provoking him.

It's better to make him give up by himself than to make him give up. After all, there are quite a few people who are on par with him. If he loses such a rare opponent, I'm afraid the future games will be less fun.

As soon as Atobe's voice was caught, a layer of black shadow suddenly suppressed, looked up at Tezuka with cold eyes, and counterattacked back very calmly, looking at him in surprise, is he crazy, really want to fight a protracted war with him , does he really want anything for Qingxue!

"Just hit if you want to hit, don't talk so much nonsense." Tezuka's voice was hoarse, he squeezed the racket tightly, looked at him like a torch, his expressionless face couldn't tell what he was thinking, his slightly trembling fingers clenched a little point.

"Minister..." Echizen murmured while looking at Tezuka who was slightly hunched over for defense, his eyes dimmed.

"Could Tezuka want to use a protracted war to wear down Atobe..." Kan frowned, looking at him with disapproval.

"Stupid." Guanyue caught a glimpse of his small movements, with a complicated expression on his face. He was really willing to go all out for the guys from Qingxue, but it was quite in line with his style. I really want to play a game with him, but I'm afraid that after this round, Tezuka's hand will become a hidden disease.

"Senior Tezuka..." Yuta looked at Tezuka, who was also strict with him, to do this for Seigaku. He was even more demanding on himself than them, his eyes turned red, and he murmured.

"Tezuka Kunimitsu is truly amazing and worthy of admiration for being able to do this." Qianshi propped himself up and looked at Tezuka, and couldn't help admiring.

The scene was reversed by Tezuka's blow. No one thought that he would jump into this battle situation specially set up for him. No matter whether he wins or loses, they are all worthy of admiration, especially Qingxue Tezuka.

"Is the minister an idiot!" Kawamura looked at Tezuka, and started talking nonsense angrily, protracted war, he...

Minister, is it really worth it for Qingxue to enter the Kanto Competition?

"Tezuka should have his own plans." Fuji said after being silent for a long time. He looked at Tezuka and seemed to think of the former Minister Yamato. When Tezuka took over from Minister Yamato, he said that he would definitely lead Seigaku national competition.

The cold and firm voice echoed in his ears, Buer closed his eyes slightly, and unconsciously shrunk his hands under his sleeves.

"I said that I will definitely lead Qingxue to enter the national competition!" Tezuka looked at Atobe, who was attacking fiercely, and whispered softly, his eyes shot out a firm light, which made his confused head much clearer, and his hands also With a little more strength, he leaped forward, raised his arms high, swung the racket slightly to catch the impactful ball at the end of the track, and the racket paddled, and the lob shot went out instantly, leaving a mottled line. shadow.

Atobe was distracted by Tezuka's fierce attack. When he went online, a racket in his distracted hand brushed past the ball. He looked deeply at the bouncing tennis ball.

Atobe pursed his lips, looked at Tezuka unkindly, raised the tennis ball in his hand, stepped up and took off, held the backhand with both hands and used strong wrist strength to make the thrown ball cut from high to downward, and the spinning tennis ball Chongwang changed its arc and jumped.

Tezuka looked at the whirling yellow ball, moved his footsteps slightly, lowered the center of gravity of his body, fixed his eyes on the tennis ball coming over the net, his eyes sank, and used the back of the opponent to attract it to his side , Hit the ball back without moving, and the volleyed tennis ball will spin a super beautiful short volley and slide in the opposite direction to the diagonal line of the track.

With his keen eyesight, Atobe noticed that Tezuka's wrist was too hard when he swung the racket, his whole body was stiff, his fingers changed slightly, and the racket was slightly tilted. Aiming directly at the center of Tezuka's racket, he smashed down with all his strength, and with a soft stab, it rushed out, extinguishing a trace of spark.

"6-6, the two sides are tied, enter the tiebreaker!"

"Bang dong-"

"minister!"

"Tezuka!"

"Minister Tezuka!"

"I'm fine!" Tezuka's eyes were covered by the drooping light brown hair. His whole body was hit by the [-]th ball that hit him just now. When he missed his hand, his arm throbbed violently. He half-kneeled and looked at the cracked racket on the ground. Shouted in a hoarse voice, the anxious voice abruptly interrupted the footsteps of other people in Qingxue who wanted to cross the net to see him.

"Echizen lend me your racket." Tezuka got up and recovered, turned around and looked at the unconcealed worry on the faces of everyone in Qingxue, his throat tightened and he said in a hoarse voice.

"I'll give you the racket. If you win, I'll consider what you said." Looking at Tezuka who was soaked in clothes, Echizen unconsciously pulled the brim of his hat and said coyly. Nodding, no pain can be seen on the calm face, it is obvious that he has reached the limit, and his silent appearance makes people angry and hateful.

"Minister, don't force yourself."

"I know." Tezuka nodded and took the racket, moved his tingling shoulders, and walked towards the competition step by step. His posture was very straight, and the eye circles of everyone watching were slightly sore.

"It's a tie-break, and we're only short of the last ball. Atobe needs to add more." Shinozu looked at Tezuka, whose momentum had changed a bit, and cheered secretly. This game really made a group of people worry.

Guanyue watched Tezuka change the racket to play again, his eyes were lowered, and he was short of the last ball to decide whether to win or lose. Instead, he didn't want to watch it anymore. Tezuka did his best for Qingxue. At the beginning of that month, Guanyue Feeling a little gloomy, he raised his hand to put away the notebook and closed the pen cover. Looking at his teammates who were staring sideways, his eyes dimmed, and he said something to Akazawa next to him, and he turned around and walked towards the exit with his bag.

"What's the matter with the manager?" Kisarazu asked, looking back at his disappearing back and then at Akazawa who was also dazed.

"I don't know. He said he would go out for a walk and just tell him the result of the game." Akazawa looked thoughtfully at Guanyue's back, lowered his eyes to reveal a glimmer of light and then subsided for a moment, watching Kisarazu shook his head.

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Guanyue: Chiye didn't learn Chinese from me, so I won't recite it, thank you.

Chi also looked at Guanyue: Cousin you, you also bully me QAQ...

Guanyue weighed in on the low-scoring English test papers found in Chi Ye's house: Huh?what did you just say?I didn't hear the wind.

Akaya: No, I didn't say anything.