readytorunbook Chapter 839: The third doubles match, Xiao Jin, Ryoma vs. Tokugawa, Mu Te
Chapter 839: The third doubles match, Xiao Jin, Ryoma vs. Tokugawa, Mu Te
Chapter 839: The third doubles match, Xiao Jin, Ryoma VS Tokugawa, Mu Te
Among the crowd, some people were extremely excited, their faces flushed with excitement and veins popping out on their foreheads.
They shouted the names of Kikumaru Eiji and Oishi at the top of their lungs, and their shouts resounded through the sky.
One wave after another, one higher than the other, the sound waves converged together, like the surging waves of the sea.
It swept over like an overwhelming force, seemingly with endless power, and could turn the entire stadium upside down at any time.
……
boom--!
I saw the tennis ball lightly drawing a beautiful arc in the air.
It is like a bright and shining meteor with a long tail, carrying brilliant and dazzling light.
With amazing accuracy, it landed steadily in the blind spot of the opponent's court.
At that moment, time seemed to freeze, everyone's eyes were focused on the tennis ball, and their hearts were filled with amazement and shock.
"Eiji Kikumaru and Shuichiro Oishi scored, the score is 40:0!"
The excited cheers of the audience resounded throughout the stadium, and at this moment Kikumaru Eiji was like a shining star, attracting everyone's attention.
I saw that his forehead was covered with a dense layer of sweat beads, and the crystal clear sweat beads were like pearls that had broken off the string, flowing down his flushed cheeks.
Sweat had already soaked his hair, and strands of wet hair stuck to his scalp.
The bright jersey became darker in color due to the sweat and stuck tightly to his strong body.
However, Kikumaru Eiji seemed to be completely unaware of this. His eyes were like two burning flames, and blazing light burst out from the depths of his eyes.
It was an extremely strong desire for victory, like a prairie fire that could not be stopped.
He opened his mouth and gasped for air, his chest rising and falling violently in the rhythm of his breathing.
But even so, he still maintained a high level of concentration and devoted himself to this thrilling game.
Every cell in his body seemed to be activated, jumping and shouting with joy.
Cheer for the final victory. Kikumaru Eiji held the racket and moved flexibly.
Always be prepared for your opponent's next attack.
At this moment, bang! Another clear and loud hitting sound came, and the whole stadium was boiling instantly.
The numbers on the scoreboard changed. "Kikumaru Eiji and Oishi Shuichiro scored. The score is 7:5!"
The competition has entered the most critical and intense stage.
Both players seemed to have ignited the huge energy that had been hidden deep in their hearts for a long time, and they fought with all their might.
Never miss any chance to score, even at the cost of using up your last bit of strength.
At this moment, Kikumaru Eiji was like a star shining with bright light, in a state of golden miracle.
His figure flashed across the tennis court like a flash of lightning.
Every time the ball is about to hit the ground, he can always react with a speed and reaction beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Fly up as quickly as a light swallow, stretch out your arms, and try your best to save the ball that is about to fall.
His body twisted and turned in the air, performing a series of jaw-dropping and difficult moves.
Sometimes, he would even hang upside down in the air, relying on his excellent waist and abdominal strength and sense of balance to successfully hit the ball back.
And every time he completed such a thrilling save,
The entire audience will burst into deafening exclamations and cheers.
At the same time, Kikumaru Eiji's counterattack was equally exciting.
The racket in his hand is like an extremely sharp sword, and every swing of the racket contains infinite power and exquisite technique.
The perfect combination of strength and skill, not only was the speed extremely fast, the angle was tricky, but the landing point was also precise.
The German players were caught off guard. They could only watch the ball fly past them.
He was secretly surprised, and at the same time, he couldn't help but feel a little admiration for Kikumaru Eiji's strength.
However, just when everyone thought that the match would end with Kikumaru Eiji's victory,
Fate played a cruel joke on him. When Oishi hit the last ball hard back to the opponent's court,
Kikumaru Eiji, who was originally in peak condition, suddenly felt a strong sense of fatigue.
It's like a high-speed machine that has exhausted all its energy after working for a long time and comes to an abrupt stop.
Kikumaru Eiji felt as if all the strength in his body was completely drained away by an invisible huge force in an instant.
His legs became weak as if they had lost their support. He could no longer stand up.
His whole body slid down involuntarily, and finally he sat down on the cold ground in exhaustion.
He raised his head, his eyes full of helplessness and deep fatigue, looking at the blue sky and white clouds.
As if trying to find a little comfort from it.
The game finally came to an end, and the German team won the final victory with absolute advantage!
The total score was fixed at an impressive 2:0, and those were two thrilling doubles matches.
All of them were successfully won by the German team with superb tactics and impeccable strength.
Instantly, the entire stand erupted in thunderous applause, which was as surging as the tide.
It not only reflects the audience's admiration for the German team's superb skills and wonderful performance.
It is a heartfelt recognition; at the same time, it is also filled with everyone's deep respect for Kikumaru Eiji and Oishi, who fought honorably despite their defeat.
On the field, their heroic spirit of giving their all and fighting hard has been deeply imprinted in everyone's heart.
It has become an indelible and precious memory.
"You win."
At this time, Irie Kanata, who had been silent all the time, looked as pale as ice.
His expression was so cold that it made people shudder as he slowly uttered these words.
It's as cold as the winter wind.
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around resolutely, his steps as heavy as a mountain.
It seemed as if every step required all the strength in my body.
In this way, he took slow but firm steps, gradually moving away from the arena where he had shed countless sweat.
He never spoke another word from beginning to end.
Looking at the lonely figure of Irie Kanata walking away, an inexplicable feeling of sadness arose spontaneously.
That lonely figure seemed to be carrying heavy regrets and endless loss.
Just like that, step by step, it slowly disappeared from everyone's sight.
Seeing his opponent looking so depressed, Kikumaru Eiji knew that the other party was no longer in the mood to communicate.
So he quickly stretched out his strong arms and carefully lifted up the huge rock beside him which was also extremely tired and almost shaky.
The two of them leaned against each other, staggering and limping as they moved toward their team's battle area.
The setting sun stretched their shadows very long...
At this moment, they seemed to have lost all their strength, and every nerve and muscle was groaning in pain.
His physical strength had already been severely overdrawn to the limit, and his legs seemed to be filled with heavy lead blocks every time he lifted them.
Every time it falls, it takes a huge amount of effort.
It felt like trudging through a muddy swamp, and every small step was a torture.
Their faces were shrouded in deep fatigue, and their once bright and lively eyes were now dull and sunken.
Their eyelids drooped as if they would close at any moment, and their tired faces made them look much older than their actual age.
However, despite this, a faint light can still be caught from the depths of their eyes——
It was the flame of unwillingness to fail, but at the same time it was mixed with a calm acceptance of the final outcome of this fierce competition.
"I'm sorry...we lost."
Irie Kanata's voice was low and hoarse, as if it was squeezed out from his throat.
He slowly lowered his head, not daring to look directly into the eyes of his teammates, his shoulders trembling slightly.
That look made people feel pity for him.
For a moment, the entire space was filled with a dull and depressing atmosphere, and everyone seemed to be trapped in deep self-blame and regret, unable to extricate themselves.
However, just when everyone was immersed in this endless ocean of loss, unable to break free.
An unexpected scene happened.
Suddenly, as if by magic, a mysterious smile quickly appeared on Irie Kanata's face.
There was clearly a hint of cunning in that smile, like a little fox that had stolen delicious candy.
Proudly showing off one's achievements to the world.
"Haha, what do you think of my acting skills? Isn't it quite outstanding?"
Irie Kanata's words were like a thunder that shook the earth, exploding in everyone's hearts.
This sudden change was so shocking that everyone present seemed to be under a spell.
They froze in place for a moment. They looked at each other with wide eyes.
He looked in disbelief at the guy in front of him who had just looked so dejected.
In addition to the confusion in his eyes, there was also an unconcealable surprise.
People were thinking to themselves: What’s wrong with this guy?
Didn't you look distraught and heartbroken just now?
How come he became so cheerful and high-spirited in the blink of an eye?
The huge contrast between the before and after is like two completely different souls occupying the same body, which is really confusing.
On the other hand, Oni Jujiro seemed unusually calm at this moment.
I saw him standing steadily on one side with his arms crossed in front of his chest, his eyes like a bottomless pool.
Deep and peaceful, it seems that everything in the world has been thoroughly seen through by it.
The reason is simple, it's because Onijūjiro knows Irie's strength very well.
He knew in his heart that Irie must have had his own careful considerations for doing so, and that this was definitely also for the subsequent strategic layout of the entire team.
Indeed, the player hailed as the golden miracle did show amazing strength in the competition.
However, if you want to shake Rujiang's rock-solid strength with just this, it is simply a foolish dream and as difficult as climbing to the sky!
"Everyone, please sit down and have a good rest."
Kijujiro spoke in a gentle and calm tone, with a hint of soothing in his voice.
As for how the game would eventually end, he acted extremely calm and composed, as if all possible situations were already under his control, without even the slightest sense of surprise.
Then, he slowly shifted his gaze toward the group of energetic junior high school students beside him.
His eyes were full of trust and earnest expectations.
That look was like the warm and heart-warming sunshine in winter.
Endowing these middle school students with endless courage and strength: "In the third doubles match, it's your turn to make your debut!"
"Okay!" The junior high school students responded in unison. Their voices were uniform and loud, full of vigor and fighting spirit.
The voice seemed to break through the sky, announcing to the world that they were fully prepared to face new challenges.
Let your own light shine on this tennis court.
Chapter 840:
The final chapter of the game has not yet come to an end, and the tense atmosphere is almost suffocating.
It was like a huge, invisible and intangible yet dense net that spread silently in the air.
This net seemed to have some mysterious magic, tightly wrapping the soul of everyone present.
People can't help but immerse themselves in this solemn atmosphere.
In the audience, the originally noisy crowd now became silent. Everyone held their breath and dared not make the slightest sound.
As if attracted by a powerful magnetic force, pairs of eyes were fixed firmly on the playing field that would decide the outcome of the match.
I didn't even blink, for fear of missing any crucial moment.
Although everyone has a beating heart in their chest, at this moment even their breathing is deliberately suppressed to the lightest and slowest level.
It seemed that if I breathed a little louder, it would be like a stone thrown into a calm lake.
Disrupting the delicate balance maintained by the game will cause you to miss out on subtle changes that may affect the outcome of the game.
At this moment, in the Sakura team's rest area, Nagashiro Kide stood as steadily as an indestructible mountain.
His figure was as straight as a pine tree, giving people a sense of firmness and determination;
His face was as calm as water, revealing an extraordinary calmness and composure.
He exudes a unique aura that makes people feel extremely at ease.
It seems that as long as he is there, no matter how difficult and dangerous the situation is, it can be solved easily.
I saw him slightly open his thin lips and slowly uttered a word.
The sound was very low at first, as if it came from the depths of a deep, quiet and uninhabited valley.
With a sense of emptiness and etherealness. However, as the words continue to flow out.
The power in the sound gradually emerged, like a surging torrent, unstoppable.
Full of endless confidence and determination: "The game is not over yet, we are still here!"