"What a pity!"

Inoue Mamoru shook his head, he could see that the combination of Kikumaru and Oishi was promising, but the opponent's strength and cooperation were stronger than theirs. However, Inoue Mamoru also knows that Kikumaru and Oishi have just formed a doubles pair, and it is understandable that they will lose to Yamabuki's first-year ace doubles combination.

If you give both sides the same time to practice, this youth academy may not lose so badly, and maybe even win.

Inoue Mamoru thought that in his heart he was undoubtedly biased towards Qingxue, who called him a complete Qingxue blower.

Or Echizen blowing!

"The following is about to start the Kanto Tournament semi-final, from Yamabuki Middle School to Seishun Gakuen Doubles No. 1, from Yamabuki Middle School Hirota Kazuya, Kono Nagahei Group against Seishun Gakuen Yamato Yudai, Kansadaji Group, please both players to play!"

Soon, when the staff briefly tidied up the court, the second doubles match officially began.

Yamato Yuda gently patted the tennis ball in the bottom corner, and his mood was slightly nervous now.

This match becomes crucial when Qingxue has already lost a game, but the opponent is the veteran national doubles combination that Yamabuki has played in the national competition.

Yamato Yuda took a deep breath and stopped thinking so much.

Shout!

Yamato's gaze rested on the slowly climbing tennis ball, and when the tennis ball reached its high point, he jumped on his knees and volleyed out of the air.

Bang!

The third-year Yamato Yuda has honed his own skills to a very high level, otherwise he would not have been able to raise the youth school into the threshold of the Kanto Tournament during the capital competition.

The combination of upspin, strength and angle creates a perfect offensive line, but Yamato faces Yamabuki's battle-hardened third-grade combination.

Hirota's steps changed in an instant to the point where the ball landed, and he bent his knees and bowed his back to quickly press down and cut the surface of the tennis ball.

Sou!

The high-speed cutting of the ball brings a sharp and piercing whistle.

Hirota is Yamabuki's master of cutting balls, and Kentaro Minami's cutting is also practiced by Hirota.

Sadaharu's eyes flashed with a glimmer of essence, and the racket cut from above to below, lifting the ball high with the technique of catching goldfish.

In an instant, a shadow obscured Sadaharu's feet, and Haoye's volley blocked the direct sunlight.

Rumble!

The weight of Hao Ye's fall made the killing ball hit by his strength as if it were heavy, and it smashed hard into Qingxue's field.

"Game, Yamabuki Middle School, 15:0."

......

"What a perfect match, what a lot of trust!"

Mamoru Inoue sighed, although he hoped that Seigaku could win, Yamabuki's level of third-grade doubles was something even he had to admire.

The offensive and defensive switch between one breath is simply impeccable.

"It's so strong!"

Doubles fledgling Kikumaru and Oishi watched Hirota and Kono closely from the sidelines, and they tried to do everything they could to gain experience in order to improve their strength.

Bang!

Bang!

"This game was scored by Yamabuki Middle School, and the score was 1:0."

In the first game that came up, Qingxue's doubles were directly broken by Yamabuki's third-grade ace doubles combination, which also made many people who supported Qingxue sink to the bottom at once.

In the second game, it was Hirota's turn to serve.

Hirota lunges to raise the tennis ball to his chest and release his left hand, and when the tennis ball falls, his right thumb and forefinger clasp the end of the racket grip and cut out horizontally, quickly cutting through the outside of the tennis ball.

Swish!

The strong force and violent rotation push the tennis ball to rush and fly in a winding arc.

Sadaju Kansadaharu jumped out on his tiptoes, lowered his body, and leaned in with his backhand to try to pick up the ball.

Boom!

The tennis ball leaned into the outside of the racket in Sadashi's hand, and instantly a strong impact spread to Sadaji Kansadaharu's arm like a tarsal maggot.

Snap!

Kan Zhenji let go of his grip on the racket, and in an instant the tennis ball knocked the racket out.

"Game, Yamabuki Middle School, 15:0."

......

"Senior Hirota served and scored!"

Qianshi chuckled, Senior Hirota really didn't plan to keep his hand at all.

"Cut the ball and serve!"

Sadaharu picked up his racket, and the force and spin of the ball just now was really strong.

"It's okay, Agan."

Yamato Yuda asked with some concern.

"I'm fine, don't worry, senior."

Kansadaharu rubbed his wrist and switched positions with Yamato.

"Qingxue, it's going to follow!"

The corners of Hirota's mouth raised, and his left hand once again raised the tennis ball to his chest and fell.

Bang!

The racket quickly cuts across the surface of the tennis ball, and Hirota's swing brings a clear glow in the sun.

The rapid whistling sound made Yamato Yuda frown, he knew that the strength and rotation of this ball was probably very amazing, and if he was not careful, he would probably repeat the mistake of Kansadaharu.

Slender legs step out, quickly approach the landing point, bend your knees and lower your center of gravity.

Boom!

"Call back!"

Kikumaru exclaimed, and Yamato Yuda successfully countered Yamabuki's cut ball serve.

"Oh? Not bad Yamato! "

Hirota was a bit surprised, but he didn't chase the ball because it was a doubles!

Hao Ye quickly made up for it, and the racket in his hand popped out in parallel, catching the ball before the tennis ball could land.

Bang!

The straight curve went straight to the net, wrapped in brutal kinetic energy and hit the edge of the net.

"Internet volley!"

Watching the tennis ball bounce on the net, everyone in the youth school naturally understood the thoughts of the two guys in Yamabuki.

This is to attract the avant-garde Kansadaharu to the front of the net!

Even knowing that this might be the other party's trap, Kansadaharu had to go up to the net according to the other party's intentions.

Boom!

The tennis ball bounces slightly after falling on the racket face.

A tooth for a tooth, Kansadaharu also struck a subtle short ball in front of the net.

Sou!

Looking up, Kansadaharu felt a strong wind pass in front of his eyebrows, accompanied by a shadow.

Since Hao Ye chose to play an online volley, he naturally thought about the attack after that.

The rushing volley was ready to meet the tennis ball that had just climbed over the net.

Boom!

Kansadaharu's body suddenly stiffened in place, and the tennis ball fell lightly behind his back a step away.

"Game, Yamabuki Middle School, 30:0."

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