Tennis: Sorry! I'm In Gear!

"Deep Secretary!"

"Win the game in one go!"

When it was Fudomine's turn to serve, Akira Kamio said with a smile.

He was also in a pretty good mood when he scored a goal with a supersonic smash just now.

"Don't be noisy!

"The game has just begun, and the opponent may not have exerted his strength yet! Don't be careless!"

Ibu Fukaji always felt that something was wrong.

Although he broke the opponent's serve game, it was still much smoother than he imagined.

Is the opponent's strength really the only one?

"If you want to hide anything, let's see how long you can hide!"

Muttering to himself, he tossed the tennis ball in his hand.

When jumping and swinging, the angle of racquet is significantly different from that of ordinary serve.

The racket almost brushed the edge of the tennis ball.

"Shh-"

silhouette serve!

The position where the tennis ball landed was right in front of Lubis Yagyu at the baseline.

"Bam—"

Just when he wanted to swing, the tennis ball in front of him split into two in an instant.

"Is it used so soon? 99

"One must be fake! 99

"I don't believe me..."

"what?!

21 Except for Akira Kamio's supersonic smash, Ibu Fukaji's silhouette serve is also Yanagi Renji's focus.

He didn't know where to find the scene where Ibu Shenji played a silhouette serve in the regional qualifiers.

After he and Sanada Genichiro continued to replay it for analysis.

They were pretty sure there was only one real ball.

However, they did not find out the weakness and trajectory of the ball.

And Oishi Syuichirou couldn't hit just because the opponent was so unlucky.

Yanagyu Lubis also agreed with the point of view drawn by the two.

Feeling that his luck could not be so bad, he hit the tennis ball that bounced on his right.

"Shh-"

"Snapped!

No doubt, he was empty.

The bounced tennis ball hit the barbed wire behind him, making a crisp sound.

"Fudomine score! Score 15-0! 35

"Damn, are you having bad luck today?

Liu Yu Lu Bishi shook the racquet in his hand, as if thinking that he would be able to get rid of his bad luck.

"Yusheng, you can't catch this ball!"

At this time, Niou Masaharu, who was in the frontcourt, came towards him, and spoke with a dignified expression.

"Nioh, do you understand the ball?"

"No, I need more time! I have to bear with it...

"Okay, I see! I'll try my best to cooperate with you!"

After the two whispered, they were ready to catch the ball again.

And Ibu Fukaji, who scored the next goal, didn't want to release water.

If you can't get it, then take the score!

"Bam—"

'Fudomine score! Score 30-0! 99

"Bam—"

"Fudomine Score! 40-0!"

"Fudomine score! End of game! Score 4-0! Change of hair!"

soon.

The situation, like the first game, once again presented a one-sided situation.

Ibu Shenji's silhouette serve made Lubisu Yagyu unable to fight back.

Having personally tried the experience of "choose the wrong ball" with 7 and 8 balls in a row, Lubis Yagyu would rather believe that Yanagi Renji and Kenichiro Sanada had misunderstood this skill, rather than believe that his own luck really had a chance so bad.

in the stands.

The two doubles of Hyotei and Seigaku also shook their heads helplessly at the almost incomprehensible serve of Ibu Shenji.

They all become helpless in such a serve.

Even for a technical genius like Oshitari Yuushi, he can only see that the side spin on this ball is very exaggerated, but why he can never hit the tennis ball is a question he has never figured out.

"Looks like the doubles No. 1 game is about to be won!"

"Singles No. 3 is Akutsu, right? Unless Genichiro Sanada personally plays, I don't believe that anyone can beat him! Could it be that the king Rikkai can't escape the fate of being sealed?"

Oshitari Yuushi said, and there was something incredulous in his tone.

He thought Fudomine Middle-School would not lose.

But zero seal Rikkai big...

This is something that many schools in the middle of the country dare not even dream of.

His voice just fell.

Atobe Keigo suddenly spoke up beside him.

"That's not necessarily... Play is to play! But it may not be that early...

"This guy from the big Rikkai is really funny!""

talking.

His body leaned forward slightly, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

at the same time.

Everyone from Seigaku and Hyotei followed his gaze.

next second.

One by one, they froze in place.

"What's the situation?! How can there be two Akira Kamio! 35

Fudomine players bench.

"How can this be? My eyes are numb?"

Looking at the two "Akira Kamio" who were staring at the net, Ishida stood up from the player's bench.

Akutsu and Tachibana Jihei also stared blankly.

"Imitation? No! Even if it is an imitation, how can it be so similar!"

"It's kind of interesting... Do you want to defeat the slutty Kanao by imitation...

Nan Lin didn't look surprised at all.

Niou Masaharu.

This is a person with a very special talent in his heart.

How far can you be right now?

Not just them.

Everyone outside the court thought that they had a problem with their eyes.

There were two Akira Kamio on the field.

For a time, everyone opened their mouths in surprise.

Akira Kamio in the court is also in a complicated mood.

Looking at "Akira Kamio" who was exactly like himself, he couldn't help clenching the racquet.

"What a joke! Are you imitating me!""

"Hey hey hey! Who imitates who! You impostor! Can you keep up with my rhythm?""

The way "Akira Kamio" speaks makes Akira Kamio think he is looking in the mirror.

Are you always this badass?

impossible!

"Kamio!""

"Hey!""

"Hey! Huh?! Asshole! He's my partner! Fake!

"But he's calling me! Idiot!

Ibu Shenji originally wanted Akira Kamio to calm down, but when he shouted, the two "Akira Kamio" agreed in unison.

This made Akira Kamio even more angry.

"Be good!

Liu Yu Lu Bishi watched his partner "substitute" and shook his head.

He knew that it was time to start the counterattack!

Take this opportunity now, swing and serve!

"Bang 297—"

"Shen Si! Leave it to me! I will teach this counterfeit a good lesson!"

Originally, Ibu Fukaji, who was supposed to be in the backcourt, received the ball, but now Akira Kamio is very upset.

He just wanted to bring the counterfeit in front of him back to its original form.

Move your body and swing back when the tennis ball hits the ground.

"Come on, come on! Keep up with my rhythm! Impostors!"

He didn't forget to yell at "Akira Kamio" when he fought back.

"Yo yo yo! Such a slow shot and so arrogant! What a laugh! I followed! Are you angry?""

But who knew that "Akira Kamio" in front of the Internet also suddenly broke out at a speed that made Akira Kamio himself stunned.

A volley in front of the net, hit the ball back.

"Ahhh! I'm so pissed! I'm the fastest!"

"I'm faster! How noisy you are!

"Why are you talking so much! You have the ability to win a ball from my hand!

"Okay! I'll let you shut up this chatterbox later!"

Just listen to the two "Akira Kamio" spray each other while each running around the court.

Obviously a doubles game.

But the two on the court seemed to have a singles duel.

Fukaji Ibu and Lubis Yagyu are of no use at all.

Even with a half-court swipe, the two "Akira Kamio" had no intention of letting them both help.

Everybody knows.

The race has now turned into a showdown between speed and endurance.

Whoever leaks the ball first will lose a lot in terms of momentum.

Especially the Fudomine side.

If the real card loses to the fake one.

This blow is not an ordinary big ah!

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