Chapter 36

The staff is all here, and the audience is also present.

Saying they are audience, in fact, most are players and cheerleaders from the participating schools.

After all, this is just a regional competition, and ordinary audience members generally won't come specifically to watch the match.

"The match between Budongfeng Middle School and Youth Academy is about to begin, please have both teams enter!"

Led by Jiecheng Wu and Coach Ryuzaki, the two teams of Budongfeng and Qingxue enter the court together, and both sides shake hands at the net.

"Budongfeng doesn't have a coach?"

Coach Ryuzaki is a bit surprised; she has heard of Budongfeng's news, but she didn't expect that after Budongfeng dismissed the coach, they didn't hire a new one.

Thinking of this, she looks at these boys in black team uniforms in front of her and can't help but feel admiration.

Without the help of a coach, they could make it to the finals all the way by themselves, which is really not simple.

And at this moment, it is not just Ryuzaki who feels surprised.

Bu Er opens his eyes, his azure blue eyes looking at Jiecheng Wu who is shaking hands with Coach Ryuzaki with some surprise.

"Is it him?"

Oishi and Kikumaru obviously also recognize Jiecheng Wu; half a year ago, the scene where he successfully cracked the Swallow Return with the moon volley style is still vivid in their minds.

The two look at each other with tacit understanding, both feeling a hint of something bad in their hearts.

"Budongfeng must win!"

"Budongfeng must win!"

In the audience, Dai He Ya Ren leads all the members to cheer together.

Qingxue's side is also unwilling to show weakness; Kawamura Takashi, with his strange strength, lifts the red gold-edged team flag with both hands and waves and shouts above his head.

"Qingxue come on! Qingxue must win!"

"Next, the Doubles No. 2 match begins."

"Budongfeng's Shenwei Ming, Shitian Tie VS Youth Academy's Bu Er Zhou Zhu, Xitian Yizhi!"

Regarding Qingxue's lineup, Jiecheng Wu is not surprised.

Budongfeng's record puts pressure on Ryuzaki, and whenever she is under pressure, she will subconsciously try to make up for the weak doubles.

"Shenwei, Shitian, come on!" Neicun Jingjie shouts loudly to the two.

"Hmm." Shitian Tie nods steadily.

"That's for sure!" Shenwei Ming gives a thumbs up to the back and says handsomely.

"Match begins, Qingxue's Bu Er Zhou Zhu serves."

As the referee's voice falls, the match officially begins.

Bang, bang, bang...

The pale yellow tennis ball bounces and falls on the ground, Bu Er's peripheral vision looks at Jiecheng Wu who is sitting steadily on the players' bench.

Cracked the Swallow Return head-on and won that match with only one ball.

Bu Er has never forgotten him; didn't expect fate to be so clever, they met again in the regional finals.

"It's just, can you make me lose miserably now?

I really want to know the answer..."

A strange luster appears in Bu Er's eyes.

"Bu Er, hurry up and serve!" Xitian Yizhi's urging makes Bu Er come back to his senses.

"Understood, Xitian Senior."

Bang!

Toss the ball, jump up, hit the ball!

Bu Er's series of actions are so beautiful that no problems can be found; the ball speed is fast, and the landing point is precise.

Tap, tap...

Shenwei Ming moves quickly to the outside of the right boundary line, blocking the path where the tennis ball bounces.

"Deserving of the guy that Jiecheng Senior specifically reminded me about, the angle of the serve is actually so tricky."

He thinks to himself; sometimes you can see the opponent's level from a serve.

Bang!

His right hand swings the racket to hit, the tennis ball flies back, landing steadily in Xitian Yizhi's half-court.

"Returning the ball so weakly, did you really defeat Qiushan Middle School?"

Looking at Shenwei Ming's return, Xitian Yizhi suddenly relaxes a lot.

He steps forward and hits the ball back with his forehand.

"Heh."

Hearing this, the corners of Shenwei Ming's mouth curl up slightly.

"Shitian, let them be scared out of their wits!"

"Understood."

Shitian Tie responds in a deep voice, his right foot steps on the ground, his body sinks slightly, and the stance has already been raised.

The next moment.

A flash of light appears in his eyes, and he swings his racket violently.

Vibration Ball!

Bang!

A loud explosion spreads throughout the court, violent vibrations are born at the moment the ball and racket collide, and a yellow beam of light shoots out instantly!

"What is this?!"

Facing this ball head-on is Xitian Yizhi who just felt contempt; the whistling wind rings in his ears, he bites the bullet and catches the ball with both hands on the racket, wanting to catch this ball.

Bang! Clatter!

Two sounds ring out one after another; one is the collision of the ball and racket; the other is the sound of the racket in Xitian Yizhi's hand falling after flying out.

"Game, Budongfeng, 0-15!"

Xitian Yizhi holds his right wrist, his eyes full of horror; his right hand is almost completely numb from the shock.

"This ball..."

Bu Er also opens his eyes and takes a deep look at Shitian Tie on the opposite side.

Power-type tennis...

"Humph humph..."

In the audience, looking at the man wrapped in a white headband, Jiugui Guiyi still has lingering fears.

Previously, he was defeated by such tennis; even now, his palms are still trembling faintly.

But thinking that the guys from Qingxue also have to face Shitian Tie's terrifying attack, the depression in Jiugui Guiyi's heart immediately lessens a lot.

This amazing opening ball suddenly shocks the Qingxue crowd.

"A-Gan, do you know the information about this Shitian Tie?"

Kikumaru walks to Gan Zhen Zhi's side at the first time and asks hurriedly.

A white light flashes on the flat-framed lenses, and Gan Zhen Zhi opens the dark green notebook.

"Shitian Tie, a first-year freshman of Budongfeng, good at power-type tennis.

In previous matches, he played in Singles No. 3, and the record for all three rounds was 6-0."

After speaking, Gan Zhen Zhi adjusts the sliding frame, his expression a bit heavy.

"First-year?" Kikumaru's voice suddenly rises by a degree.

"Hmm."

Gan Zhen Zhi nods to confirm, then continues to add.

"Besides Shitian Tie, there are five other first-year freshmen among Budongfeng's regulars; Shenwei Ming on the court is also one of them."

"Budongfeng is really bold." Kikumaru looks at the Budongfeng team and mutters subconsciously.

"Good at power-type tennis?"

Kawamura Takashi, standing in the back audience, puts down the team flag and falls into deep thought while looking at his own hands.

Then he raises his head and stares straight at Shitian Tie who is defending at the baseline, his eyes gradually brightening.

"So you can really play tennis by relying on power."

For the rest of the time, Kawamura Takashi's gaze always follows Shitian Tie, attempting to find his own answer from him.

And hearing that Shenwei Ming and Shitian Tie are also first-year freshmen, Momoshiro Takeshi and Kaidoh Kaoru on the side immediately look at them with envious gazes.

At the same time, they also feel anxious in their hearts; clearly they are all first-year, others have already started to play in matches, while they can only pick up balls for the seniors.

Momoshiro Takeshi and Kaidoh Kaoru look at each other and read the same emotion from the other's eyes.

Really unwilling!

Bang!

The yellow beam of light flashes across the court, and Shitian Tie slowly puts away his stance.

"Budongfeng Middle School scores, score 1-0!"

(End of this chapter)