but......

Strong willed...  

The body is not good, still can't catch up with the ball!

Yes!

The current trace!

Can't run to the drop point to catch the ball!

he......

So tired!

bang-

And without the hindrance of the trace department.

The tennis ball also flew out of bounds smoothly and immediately hit the barbed wire.

15-0!

After insisting on it for nearly ten minutes, Ajibe still lost the score after all!

boom--

Ajibu still couldn't catch up, and Lin Xuan got another point.

30-0!

boom--

40-0!

boom--

The first game is over, 1-0!

......

Second round.

The right to serve was in Lin Xuan's hands.

But the process is almost exactly the same as the first game.

Facing Atobe who lost his resistance.

It's easier for Lin Xuan to get points than to drink water!

Randomly swing down.

One point.

Swipe at will.

Two points to hand.

......

Time flickers.

Four minutes passed.

At this time, the game has reached the match point.

As long as Lin Xuan wins one more goal.

You can seal the department with zero marks!

"Hu...hu...¨.."

However, even though he knew the winning rate was low, Atobe's eyes were still so sharp.

In his mind, he never thought of surrender!

Not at the last second anyway.

He will stick to it!

against such an opponent.

Lin Xuan decided to give a little respect.

then.

The last serve of the sixth inning.

Lin Xuan used the [Tang Huaisel serve] he got when he signed in one day.

boom--

Accompanied by a crisp sound.

The tennis ball, which was given a strong spin by Lin Xuan, quickly landed on the opposite court with a swoosh.

"Huh...huh..."

Atobe was gasping for breath.

but.

Even so.

Still dragging his exhausted body, he went straight to the landing spot.

But......

It's too slow...

When the tennis ball touches the ground, he is still several steps away from the tennis ball...

"Are you going to lose?"

Atobe Jingwu gritted his teeth secretly, thinking with a face full of unwillingness.

But the next moment.

His face changed instantly!

The pupils shrank uncontrollably, as if seeing a ghost!

Not just him!

Everyone outside the field was also shocked by this ball!

"How... how is it possible..."

In the crowd, Sanada Genichiro looked at the tennis ball on the ground in horror.

in his sight.

Lin Xuan's serve galloped against the ground as soon as he landed!

and!

The speed has not diminished in the slightest!

"If this is the highest speed, it's fine, I'm afraid..."

Yukimura Seiichi clasped his arms silently.

Although Yukimura did not finish.

But both Sanada Genichiro and Liu Renji understood what he meant.

That is!

If only a little faster!

Even Yukimura cannot guarantee that he will receive it!

"This ball... is too foul!"

In another crowd, Mamoru Inoue was also frightened by Lin Xuan's serve.

He could never have imagined.

Only Lin Xuan of the first country can create such a buggy game!

It's just like opening a plug-in!

But Mamoru Inoue didn't know that.

Lin Xuan did open a plug-in!

It's just his plug-in, a 'system hang' that no one can discover!

"." Actually flying close to the ground, amazing middle school student!"

The referee sitting on the high chair was stunned for a long time before he regained his senses.

Immediately.

He glanced at Lin Xuan admiringly before announcing the result aloud.

"competition is over!"

"The winner is Qingxue Lin Xuan, the score is 6-0!"

When the referee's voice fell.

It also means that Qingxue has officially advanced to the finals of the Kanto Competition!

at the same time!

It also means that Qingxue has won tickets for the national competition!

This......

Another milestone-level historical record for Qingxue!

"Won!"

On the Seigaku player seat, Eiji Kikumaru jumped and jumped excitedly.

"call......"

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