The Infinite Journey Starts From the King of Nets

"I'm sorry, everyone, we lost again..." Oishi Shuichiro said dejectedly when they returned to the rest area.

"It's okay, Eiji, Oishi, you have played well, but that Nioh Masaharu is too perverted!" Kawamura Takashi tried to comfort Oishi Shuichiro and said.

"Hmm..." Kikumaru Eiji and the two of them still looked ashen.

"Eiji, Oishi!" Just when Takashi Kawamura was at a loss, Hanyu Takeha stood up.

"Hayu..."

"Come on, take a sip of water first, let's have a rest!" Hanyu Takeha handed the two glasses of water to Oishi Shuichiro and Kikumaru Eiji respectively.

"Hanyu, this is dry juice, right?" Oishi Shuichiro looked at the dark green drink, the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily, and he recovered a little bit of anger.

"That's right, it's dry juice!" Hanyu Takeha nodded and said.

"Admitted it!"

"Oishi, Eiji, this game is just back to the starting line, and the next game will be given to Fuji, Aron, Agan, Tezuka and the others. Rather than complaining about ourselves here, it is better to fight Spirit, cheer for Buer and them. After all, the game is not just on the field!"

"Hayu..."

"Gudong!" When Hanyu Takeha finished speaking, Kikumaru Eiji suddenly drank the dry juice in his hand.

"Eiji! You?"

"Hmm..." Eiji Kikumaru covered his mouth with his hands, and after the nausea disappeared, he let go of his mouth and cheered for Fujisuke. "Come on! Buer! We must win this game!"

In the next No. 2 singles match, Qingxue will send Fujisuke.

"I'll win, Eiji!" Fuji Shusuke said with a smile.

Afterwards, Oishi Shuichiro also drank all the dry juice, and said with a livid face. "No, I will cheer for you too."

"Well, Dashi..."

Looking at the tottering Oishi Hideichiro and the two, Hanyu Takeha felt helpless for a while, and he gave Oishi Hideichiro and the two dry juice, just wanting to use the deterrent power of the dry juice to restore Oishi Hideichiro's spirits, Hanyu Takeha never thought of it Kikumaru and Eiji are so reckless.

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"Now the competition continues, the national competition finals, the third round, the singles No. 2 match, where Fujisuke from Youth Academy will face Yukimura Seiichi from Likai University High School!"

"Is Yukimura actually number two in singles?" Takeha Hanyu touched his chin and said, turning his gaze to Sadaharu Mikami and Takashi Kawamura.

Regarding the strength of Yukimura Seiichi and Fuji Shusuke, Hanyu Takeha couldn't be more clear. Although Fujimura Seiki's strength is very strong, Yukimura Seichi's strength is even stronger.

Then the key to the finals fell on Kane Sadaharu and Kawamura Takashi.

"Hanyu, I always feel that you are thinking something very rude!" Fuji Shusuke, holding the racket, also noticed Hanyu Takeha's gaze.

"Since you know I'm thinking something rude, don't say it." Hanyu Takeha patted Fuji Shusuke on the shoulder and said. "Come on, Fuji, it's no shame to lose to Yukimura."

"Eh..." Fujisuke rubbed the place that Hanyu Takeha had just patted, not knowing how to answer Hanyu Takeha's words.

...

"Fuji, are we facing each other this time?" Yukimura Seichi said to Fuji Shusuke gently.

"Yeah, I'm really looking forward to fighting with you! Yukimura!" Fuji Shusuke held Yukimura Seiichi's palm and smiled at Yukimura Seiichi with ice blue pupils.

"Yukimura! Yukimura!"

"Not two! Not two!"

"Lihai is big! Lihai is big!"

"Qingxue, Qingxue!"

Looking at the scene in front of them, the onlookers once again let out deafening cheers!

"The match begins, with Qingxue Fujisuke assisting serve!"

"It's really a strong sense of oppression!" Fujisuke murmured looking at Yukimura Seiichi.

The moment Fujisuke's voice fell, he quickly hit the tennis ball, and the tennis ball flew towards Yukimura Seichi along with the force of the wind.

Facing Fuji Shusuke's serve, Yukimura Seiichi had already prepared the posture to fight back, and when he swung the racket, when the racket was about to hit the tennis ball, the tennis ball suddenly disappeared from Yukimura Seiichi's sight up.

"Youth Academy Fujisuke scores, the score is 15:0. Youth Academy leads!"

"A serve that will disappear?" Seiichi Yukimura glanced down at the racket in his hand. "What an interesting serve? No two!"

The game continues.

"Youth Academy Fujisuke scores, the score is 30:0. Youth Academy leads!"

In the case of Fuji Shusuke once again using the disappearing serve, he scored another point.

"Fuer, he might be able to win this round directly!" Eiji Kikumaru shouted excitedly after getting rid of the side effects of dry juice and regaining his spirit.

As long as Fujisuke scores two more points, then Fujisuke will be able to win the first game.

"Eiji, it's not that easy to defeat Yukimura!" Hanyu Takeha squinted his eyes and poured cold water on Kikumaru Eiji. "I think Yukimura should have seen through Fuji's disappearing serve by now!"

"How is it possible?" Although Kikumaru Eiji said so, in Kikumaru Eiji's heart, he still leaned towards Hanyu Takeha's words.

"Boom!"

With a dull sound, Fuji Shusuke's disappearing serve, just as Hanyu Takeha predicted, was hit back by Yukimura Seiichi.

"As expected of Yukimura!" Although his serve was broken by Yukimura Seiichi in such a short period of time, Fuji Shusuke's face not only showed no sign of depression, but his expression became even more excited .

The aura surged, and Fuji Shusuke's body emitted a faint white light, wrapping Fuji Shusuke and the racket together.

At the limit of brilliance, Zhou Zhu directly opened the door to the realm of selflessness.

"Eighteen balls!" Just as Fuji Shusuke made the announcement, the arm shrouded in the limitless white light of brilliance suddenly swung out.

With a loud crash, Fuji Shusuke drew the tennis ball towards Yukimura Seiichi!

"The limit of brilliance? It just so happened that I opened this door not long ago!" Said Yukimura Seiichi lightly, with a wave of his arm, he easily hit the tennis ball back.

"The number of balls has changed!"

In the next few rounds of confrontation, although Yukimura Seichi and Fuji Shusuke also opened up the limit of their brilliance, Fujimura Seiki was firmly suppressed by Yukimura Seiichi.

Every time Yukimura Seiichi strikes back, he can accurately strike back at the most unacceptable place for Fuji Shusuke!

After hitting back Yukimura Seiichi's chip, Fuji Shusuke's jersey was soaked in sweat, and Yukimura Seiichi put tremendous pressure on Fuji Shusuke.

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