Tennis: You regret kicking me out of Qingxue now?

104.

At the same time.

On the court.

"Completely, suppressed!"

Fuji Shusuke stared at Matsuoka Rin across from him and took a deep breath: "Rin... you are really ruthless."

As an insider, he also noticed something that Tezuka Kunimitsu noticed.

But it was because of this that Fuji Shusuke was shaken.

Because, this has never happened before!!

In the past, the person who controlled the rhythm of tennis was only himself.

But now, let alone controlling the rhythm of tennis, he was lucky not to be led away by Matsuoka Rin's rhythm.

"Completely merciless? Fuji, are you kidding?"

Rin Matsuoka raised her eyebrows and looked at Fuji Shusuke with a wicked smile on her face: "Have you ever thought that this is already the result of mercy?!"

"Or, do you really have the strength to make me merciless now?"

"What!?"

At this moment, Fuji Shusuke immediately raised his eyes and looked at Rin Matsuoka in disbelief.

This is already the result of mercy? !

Not only Fuji Shusuke.

At this moment, everyone in Hyotei looked at Rin Matsuoka.

"The deputy minister is right, this is really the result of mercy."

"Whether it is the nightmare... or the zero ball, it has never appeared."

"It is completely based on the crushing of the ball sense and the basics. For the deputy minister, it is not serious at all."

"The gap is a bit too big."

The fragmented voices came into Fuji Shusuke's mind from the discussions of the crowd.

"This is already... the result of mercy!"

Fuji Shusuke's pupils contracted, and he wanted to refute, but found that he really couldn't refute.

Because, this is the truth.

He had seen Rin's game with his own eyes, so he naturally knew that kind of dream, sense deprivation, and even zero ball had never appeared.

So...

"Is this really, mercy?!"

Fuji Shusuke quickly confirmed this answer, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

"Rin, you guy..."

Soon, Fuji Shusuke smiled bitterly, looked at Matsuoka Rin, and said firmly: "You did it on purpose."

Obviously, there is a problem with his attitude.

Then, Matsuoka Rin's attitude is more problematic than his! !

At this moment.

Of course, Fuji Shusuke was not the only one who thought of this answer.

The Hyotei regulars twitched their mouths, and the slight dissatisfaction with Fuji Shusuke before began to gradually disappear.

"Rin!"

Atobe Keigo showed a smile on his face.

I have to say, this is exactly what Rin would do!

Even Tezuka Kunimitsu had some ripples in his eyes under the mirror.

Treat Fuji in Fuji's way?

...

Not affected by the discussions and gazes around him.

Matsuoka Rin just looked at Fuji Shusuke with amusement.

"It's true, it's a bit annoying. Am I always like this?"

Fuji Shusuke was silent for a while, narrowed his eyes, and smiled, but his tone was inexplicably a bit gritting his teeth.

"Don't you know the answer very well?"

Hearing this, Matsuoka Rin just shrugged his shoulders and looked at Fuji Shusuke seriously: "Fuji, whether I can be serious or not depends on you."

"Shua——!"

The moment the words fell, he had raised his racket and hit the tennis ball from bottom to top.

Tap tap!

"Just...getting serious!?"

At the moment when Matsuoka Rin's words fell, a figure quickly went to the net.

At the same time, the gentleness on his body was completely different from before.

At this time, Fuji Shusuke, for once, became a little aggressive, and at the same time, his aura gradually changed at this time.

Very unhappy!

But is he really like this usually?

He raised his arm and aimed at the direction of the tennis ball without hesitation, cutting it from high to low.

"Bang——!"

The crisp sound of hitting spread throughout the court, and the tennis ball slid out quickly at a strange angle, unfolding a beautiful semicircle in the air.

"Like a swallow turning around, is the swallow flashing back?"

Oshitari Yuushi frowned, "But...something's wrong! The swallow flashing back is not that fast!"

At this time, the tennis ball crossed the court in a semicircular track and landed heavily.

But, after landing, the tennis ball...

The arc of the bounce was only, less than 1Cm!

"Tan Hui Shan evolved?"

A trace of thought flashed through Tezuka Kunimitsu's eyes.

But, this kind of tennis is useless to Rin!

...

On the court.

"It's just okay, right? But, Fuji, is this the best you can do?"

A figure raisedHe appeared at the point where the tennis ball landed, lowered his arm, and quickly picked up the tennis ball.

"This is just a faster Yan Hui Dodge, not even an evolution."

Rin Matsuoka's voice sounded calmly, and at the same time, it instantly brought great pressure to Fuji Shusuke.

"Swish!"

The next moment, Matsuoka Rin swung the racket, and an inexplicable pulling force emerged.

At the moment this pulling force appeared, Fuji Shusuke was stunned at first, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Field?

If you hit it back with the field, at least it proves that Rin is serious at this moment, right?

But soon, his pupils shrank.

Because under his gaze, Matsuoka Rin's arm tilted at an angle that ordinary people could hardly do, the racket face facing the tennis ball that had just bounced, immediately picked up the tennis ball, and hit it back instantly.

"Bang!"

"0:15!"

"No... use the field!"

Fuji Shusuke's pupils shrank slightly, and his heart sank.

He suddenly felt very unwilling to go on like this.

A sense of unwillingness and urgency that was unfamiliar to him suddenly appeared in his heart.

At the same time, there was also a feeling of panic.

But even Fuji Shusuke didn't know where his panic came from.

"Sometimes, a genius can become a mediocre person because of a difference in one thought!"

In Fuji Shusuke's unwillingness, Matsuoka Rin grinned and said: "Because, the world may wait for you, but... others will not!"

With Matsuoka Rin's words falling.

The score changed rapidly again.

"0:30!"

...

"0:40!"

From beginning to end, Fuji Shusuke still didn't score.

But his momentum was constantly changing.

"My tennis ball was all seen by Rin, or... this is Rin's talent!"

"But I can't catch Rin's tennis ball so quickly, this is my problem, now what I need... is the wind!"

Fuji Shusuke closed his eyes and felt the wind around him.

He couldn't judge Matsuoka Rin's tennis ball, but the wind could!

At this moment, Fuji Shusuke no longer watched Matsuoka Rin's every move, but concentrated his mind to catch the sound of the wind.

Every whistling, faint sound of the wind was clearly visible in his ears and mind, as if there was a clear vein.

"Catch the wind!"

After a moment, he opened his eyes and swung the racket quickly.

"Rin, I caught your tennis ball!"

At the same time, Fuji Shusuke's face showed a smile, which was a bit happy.

For some reason, at this moment, he felt a sense of pleasure, as if it was the pleasure of surpassing himself! ?

Or...

"Is it the excitement of surpassing myself?"

The crisp sound of hitting the ball rang out instantly.

At the moment he swung the racket, Oshitari Yuushi and Mukaito Taketo were a little stunned. How did he catch the tennis ball?

"Catch the wind?"

Atobe Keigo and Tezuka Kunimitsu looked slightly condensed.

"Oh? It's meaningless."

On the court, Matsuoka Rin raised an eyebrow.

The next moment, the tennis ball that Fuji Shusuke had hit back fell into Matsuoka Rin's racket with a spin.

——Field!

"Bang!"

In the astonishment of Fuji Shusuke, the tennis ball was hit back.

"Game, Matsuoka Rin, 5:0!"

"Game, Matsuoka Rin, 6:0!"

"Matsuoka Rin wins!"

Sakaki Taro's voice sounded.

The last game ended very quickly, because in this game, Matsuoka Rin directly used the zero serve!

Fuji Shusuke was shut out!

At this time.

A figure stood at the entrance of Hyotei's tennis department.

He was wearing a black suit and staring at the game on the court.

"Matsuoka Rin?"

——Kurobe Yukio!