Looking at Maori on the opposite side who was once again deprived of his five senses, Yukimura smiled calmly on his face and murmured softly to Maori who could no longer hear him: "Senior Maori, I won this game."
Huh...
The tennis ball was thrown up. Yukimura bent his knees and leaned back, raised the racket above his head, and swung it at the tennis ball.
Bang...
The tennis ball turned into a streak of orange light, exploded under Maori's feet, and immediately flew out of the court.
"Game, score 6:5, Rikkai University High School Affiliated High School Yukimura Seiichi is in the lead."
At this moment, Juzaburo Mori stood there with a pair of vacant eyes.
Outside the court, Zenzhi Taira looked at Mouri who was stagnant on the spot, and sighed: "I didn't expect that this kid Mouri is so strong. It's just a pity that the minister of Tachikai University should have won this game..."
"Senior Maori..."
Although Maori left Shitenhoji, Shiraishi still cared about Maori in his heart. He didn't want to see the person he once admired most lose this game.
"Hyokui player please go to the baseline and serve!"
The referee's urging voice sounded, but Maori remained unmoved. The Rikkai Daishoumen on the sidelines all had a smile on their faces. Although the game was very long and it was a real hard battle,
But judging from the current situation, victory has begun to go to Tatekai University.
On the other side of the Hyokui player area, seeing Mouri standing motionless on the field, many main players closed their eyes.
Kanna Wuxin shook his head slightly: "In this game, Senior Maori loses..."
Before Kanna Shinichi finished his murmuring, he saw Mori on the field, but at this moment he closed his eyes again.
The momentum from his whole body once again filled the court, and soon he saw Maori holding the racket and heading directly to the baseline.
Originally, the referee was ready to urge him, but when he saw Maoli going to the serving point, he swallowed his words back.
On the opposite side, Yukimura's face regained its solemn expression after seeing this.
Although the physical consumption of the sleeping state is not as terrible as the selfless state, the physical consumption of this high-level duel is far greater than that of the selfless state. It stands to reason that with the opponent's current physical strength, it is no longer enough to defeat him.
Enter this state.
But now, the opponent has entered this state.
Bang...
Yukimura didn't have time to think too much. Mori had already sent out the tennis ball quickly. Now he didn't dare to be negligent. He must not make any mistakes in this game.
Bang...
Bang...
The court became a tug-of-war again. Looking at Senior Mori who kept hitting the ball on the court, Shishido Ryo showed a hint of joy on his face: "Unexpectedly, Senior Mori really fell into a deep sleep."
But Atobe's words poured a glass of cold water on him: "Although Senior Mori has re-entered the state, Senior Mori cannot maintain this state for too long. The only way is to make a quick decision."
Kanna Shinichi on the side also nodded: "Senior Maori relied on his strong mental power to re-enter this state, but now the only physical strength left by Senior Maori cannot maintain this state for too long, just like Miracle
The Ministry said that this game must be decided quickly by the Maori seniors."
……
Bang...
"15:0, Hyotei Academy Mori Juzaburo scores..."
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Bang...
“…40:15…”
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Bang...
"Game, score 6:6, both sides draw."
……
The sun was clearly high in the sky, but the two people on the field seemed to be caught in the rain. Their hair and clothes were covered with sweat, and they both looked equally embarrassed.
"It's this state again, but his physical strength has obviously been..."
Yukimura Seiichi looked at Mori opposite, with a trace of confusion in his eyes.
……
"It is Mori-senpai's heart that longs to bring victory to Hyōtei."
The ones who were puzzled were also the main candidates of the Ice Emperor. Seeing their doubtful looks, Kami Wuxin said something quietly to the side.
On the court, it entered the tiebreaker. At this time, Mori had woken up from his sleep state, and Yukimura's mental power was too consumed and he could no longer activate his five senses.
However, the situation on the court is more favorable to Yukimura. After all, the mental consumption is invisible. As long as the will is firm, he can survive.
But the physical exertion is obvious. Without physical strength, no matter how firm your will is, it will be of no use.
After a short pause, the game quickly restarted, with Mori Hisaburo starting the first ball of the tie-break.
"Huh..."
After taking a long breath, Jusaburo Mori endured the fatigue in his body, and the expression on his face began to change, becoming a little crazy.
In this tiebreaker, he is ready to put all his money into it. He doesn't want to lose in this game.
Huh...
The tennis ball was thrown high, and Maori concentrated all his strength on his arms. With the racket in his hand, he aimed at the falling tennis ball and swung it down hard, and he let out a low drink.
"Drink..."
Bang...
Seeing Mouri's crazy serve, everyone outside the court was stunned. Even Yukimura was absent-minded for a while.
"Drink..."
However, he quickly realized that he couldn't lose this game either. He saw Yukimura also roaring, and his pace accelerated as fast as he could, catching up with the tennis ball that fell on the sideline, and then he hit with a slap
.
In the next game, both of them started a showdown of wills.
Bang...
Bang...
Everyone outside the court was shocked by the match between the two.
Maori on the field was like a mad beast, extremely ferocious; but at the same time, he was extremely calm and overcame the effects of physical exhaustion with almost absolute rationality.
The two completely different temperaments blended perfectly in Mao Li. Seeing Mao Li working so hard, the eyes of the Ice Emperor main candidates were full of unspeakable worry.
"I must win this game..."
Across the court, Yukimura no longer had the gentleness and elegance of the past. At this moment, he and Mori seemed to be just as crazy. In their eyes, there was only the desire to win this game.
One goal, two goals, three goals...
Bang...
"1:0…"
…
"1:1..."
…
"7:7..."
…
“11:10…”
The duel between the two reached a fever pitch. Maori was like a wounded beast, roaring continuously. When his physical strength reached the limit, he almost collapsed.
Similarly, Yukimura has not given in. Now he only has the desire for victory in his eyes.
Bang...
"Go back here..."
Hitting back Maori's counterattack again, when Yukimura looked up again, he saw Maori, who was severely exhausted, holding the racket and kneeling on the ground with one knee, without any sign of movement.
"It seems we are going to win..."
Everyone in Li Hai Da has a smile on their face. This hard battle is finally coming to an end.
On the other side...
"It looks like it's coming to an end..."
There was a hint of sadness on everyone's face in Hyokui. It's not that Hyōtei couldn't afford to lose this game, it's just that they didn't want to see the Maori senior who worked so hard lose the game.
But just then...
However, Maoli picked up the racket and roared with his last strength: "I can't lose to the juniors in this game again..."
Click...
There was only a crisp cracking sound heard on the court. Mao Li roared and jumped forward. He raised his weak arm and gently stopped the tennis ball that bounced on the ground. The tennis ball was hit back by Mao Li. p>
Thump...
There was a dull sound of landing, and Maori lay on the ground, raising his head and looking at the flying tennis ball.
I saw the tennis ball directly hit the net, bounced into the air, and began to slowly fall downwards.
Seeing this scene, Jusaburo Mori roared:
"Fall to the other side..."
Dong Dong...
When the tennis ball hit the ground, the whole court fell into dead silence. The tennis ball was rolling gently in Yukimura's half, and then stopped soon...
"The game is over, the score is 7:6, Hyotei Academy Mori Jusaburo wins..."