Chapter 70

In tennis rules, when a 40-40 situation occurs, one side must win two consecutive points to end the game.

Otherwise, this game will continue indefinitely.

And this peak duel let everyone see how long a single game could last.

Neither Jiecheng Wu nor Tezuka Kunimitsu was willing to take a step back.

Boom!

"40-40, Tezuka Kunimitsu advantage!"

Boom!

"40-40, deuce!"

Boom!

"40-40, Jiecheng Wu advantage!"

Boom!

"40-40, deuce!"

The referee's voice rang out continuously; just the outcome of the first game had lasted for over half an hour.

Swish!

The tennis ball flew into Tezuka's half-court again, milky white aura surged into his left arm, his perfect muscles, like flowing lines, twisted slightly, and his wrist pressed against the racket and smashed violently.

Boom!

An even more astonishing explosion appeared, the white light brilliant and dazzling.

Yiwu Shen Si's pupils shrank.

Thunder Triple Concerto·Thunderclap...

It was actually countered head-on by Tezuka Kunimitsu with the Limit of Thousand Hammer Hundred Tempering!

The tennis ball with double the power set off ripples in the air.

"I can't see it anymore!"

Qiansui covered his ears, trying his best to open his eyes to the maximum.

Watching the match until now, his eyeballs had long since turned red, even bloodshot, and sour tears kept flowing down the corners of his eyes.

Even with his dynamic vision, the speed of this level of rally had long since exceeded his limit.

Qiansui Qianli finally gave up and lowered his head, rubbing his sore eyes; he realized once again the terror of Jiecheng Wu and Tezuka.

After the match with Jiecheng Wu.

He had watched two matches in succession: Tezuka Kunimitsu vs. Ji Bu Jingwu, and Jiecheng Wu vs. Tezuka Kunimitsu.

Two consecutive powerful impacts filled him with longing and yearning for the path ahead.

Qiansui Qianli swore secretly in his heart.

One day, he would stand on the court and play Jiecheng Wu again!

The kind where they could clash head-on!

"Too naive!"

A low roar came from the court, Jiecheng Wu rushed like a beast, intercepting this violent strike head-on.

The pale yellow flames became increasingly intense, surging toward the racket in an instant, and wisps of electric light flickered and jumped in the racket strings.

Wildness!

Combined—

Thunder Triple Concerto·First Movement·Thunderclap!

"Get back!"

Boom!

A violent explosion, the tennis ball instantly twisted and changed direction, the pale yellow flames wrapped in electric current, and it flew back to Tezuka's half-court with a speed three times faster.

"These two guys..."

A thick look of shock appeared in the depths of Ren Zu You Shi's eyes; the match between Jiecheng Wu and Tezuka Kunimitsu made his heart tremble continuously.

He wanted to say something, but after opening his mouth, he found he had already forgotten his words.

He could no longer understand this match, whether it was Tezuka's Thousand Hammer Hundred Tempering or the combination of Jiecheng Wu's wild aura and the Thunder Triple Concerto.

These things had already far exceeded the range he could understand.

The only thing Ren Zu You Shi knew was the two's aura of never retreating, and this was also a point he couldn't understand.

The reason Tezuka didn't give an inch was because he had nowhere to retreat; if he lost, Qingxue would directly end the final battle.

But why did Jiecheng Wu persist like this?

Even if he lost, there were still two single-match opportunities ahead.

If talking about aura, it should be Tezuka, who was fighting with his back to the wall, who was more intense.

But the fact was that Jiecheng Wu's aura was not a bit inferior to Tezuka's; it seemed both had reasons they absolutely could not lose.

Ji Bu covered his left eye, the crossing streaks of light on the court clearly reflected in his eyes.

The flickering electric light and the gorgeous, dazzling white radiance made his heart tighten.

It could not be denied that the strength of these two was above his...

He could not waste any more time.

Ji Bu's heart was grave; sweeping his peripheral vision, he seemed to notice Ren Zu's confusion, so he slowly lowered his slender fingers and said softly.

"Budongfeng cannot afford to lose."

Ren Zu turned to look at Ji Bu, puzzled.

"Budongfeng arranged Yiwu Shen Si to Doubles No. 2, and let Shenwei Ming and Shitian Tie appear in Doubles No. 1.

Hehe...

They have long since had no other trump cards to play."

Ji Bu said gloomily.

Afterward, his words paused suddenly, and his cold eyes swept over Ren Zu You Shi.

"After that day, the Ice Emperor Tennis Club should have gone to collect information on Budongfeng.

You Shi, you have been slack."

"Sorry, Ji Bu."

Ren Zu You Shi was shocked; indeed, he should have known this information earlier.

"There won't be a next time."

Ji Bu then withdrew his cold gaze and cast it far onto the court.

Both of them were fighting for their own teams.

If Tezuka was fighting with his back to the wall, then Jiecheng Wu was burning his bridges; neither of them had a way out.

Just as Ji Bu said, both the Qingxue and Budongfeng teams felt extremely nervous at this moment.

Oishi's gaze trembled, staring fixedly at the court, his fists clenched tightly; because he cared too much, sweat had long since soaked his palms.

Although he couldn't understand the specific situation of this match at all, he could still feel the crossing changes of those two auras.

The Qingxue crowd was all holding their breath, secretly cheering for Tezuka, and the team atmosphere appeared somewhat heavy.

But Budongfeng was different.

Whether it was the relatively jumpy Neicun Jingjie and Shenwei Ming, or the calm and quiet Yiwu Shen Si and Sen Chende.

Their eyes were bright, their expressions serious, as if they had devoted their whole hearts to this match.

They were trying hard to feel the clash between these two top national players, but this didn't mean they didn't care about the win or loss; rather, they all held an incomparably firm belief in their hearts.

"Jiecheng Wu will absolutely not lose!"

Boom!

"40-40, deuce!"

Boom!

"40-40, Tezuka Kunimitsu advantage!"

"Huff... huff..."

Jiecheng Wu and Tezuka were both panting slightly, sweat flowing out through their pores.

Due to the intense exercise, blood surged continuously, even their fair skin turned red, and faint white gas rose from the surface of their bodies.

"Really cannot be careless at all," Jiecheng Wu's eyes flickered slightly.

Just now, he revealed a tiny flaw, and it was seized by Tezuka for a fierce attack, allowing him to gain the advantage again.

But despite this, Jiecheng Wu was exceptionally joyful.

Since the awakening of his past-life memories, this match was the most intense one he had played.

Hearty and refreshing, extremely enjoyable!

"Tezuka, you are simply amazing!"

Facing the incoming yellow beam of light.

Jiecheng Wu flashed instantly, like an arrow off the string, rushing forward.

Thunder Triple Concerto·Second Movement·Arc Flash!

Wisps of cold air circulated in his lungs, the wild aura surged again, electric arcs flickered, his racket swung out silently, and electric light flashed.

A brilliant electric arc suddenly jumped across the vast court.

Sparks flashed!

A gorgeous and beautiful long snake of electric current reflected the surprised expressions of the crowd outside the court, the electric light raged across the net, and three arcs of light split out instantly.

"He's going to score!" Shenwei Ming shouted inwardly.

However, the next moment.

Boom!

"Game, Youth Academy, Tezuka Kunimitsu, 1-0!"

"Switching courts!"

Thanks to Xiao Suixin QaQD for the 100-coin tip.

(End of chapter)