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And on the other side.

Looking at Akaichi who was also struggling.

In the morning, Ryota clenched his hands tightly and put them on the handle of the chair. His eyes were filled with complex expressions.

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Although the father came up with the ‘Tian Ji Horse Racing’ tactic to face Yamabuki this time, the specific battle arrangements were made and chosen by Ryota Azai and Kazuichi Akai.

The previous games were easy to arrange, but only in the last singles game, due to the thickness of the lineup, only Akai Kazuo, the director, was left.

The tie score of '2-2' met the opponent's minister. It was a close match, but it was a crucial decisive battle.

In the previous tactical analysis, Hexagon already knew the importance of one-on-one in the last game.

But Akaiichi came anyway.

Because apart from him, there is no better choice in the entire Hexagon.

Before the game, Akaiichi knew that this game would definitely be difficult to win, and he was not sure of winning, but just like the promise he made before, he would bring victory back even if he risked his life!

"Akai!"

Looking at the tennis court, Yu's palms and arms continued to struggle while trembling slightly.

In the morning Ryota was a little unbearable and closed his eyes.

In fact, at this moment, he wanted to rush onto the field, take Akaiichi's place, and become that miserable existence.

Or you can rush directly to the referee and give up the game.

But Ryota knew very well in the morning that he couldn't.

As a close friend who grew up with Akaiichi, he knew the character of his old friend very well.

Whatever you promise, you must try your best to do it.

As the head of the tennis department of Rokkaku Middle School, Akaiichi is fulfilling his responsibilities in his own way.

I said I want to bring victory back, so I have to bring it back, even if it means risking my life.

Ryota knew in the morning that if he forced Akaiichi to give up, he would probably never be forgiven for the rest of his life.

At this moment, Akaiichi would rather die on the tennis court than admit defeat!

bass!

Ryota's eyes opened in the morning.

He glanced at Torajiro Saeki next to him, then turned to look at the still struggling figure on the tennis court.

Then, Ryota smiled in the morning.

Looking at the clear sky, the referee's reading has come to an end.

"8!"

"7!"

The next moment, with countless people confused, Ryota Zazam used his ultimate move.

"Akai!"

A roaring roar shook the sky.

Ryota stood up with a swipe, his eyes widened in anger, and he roared with a ferocious face as he turned towards Akaichi who fell to the ground.

"You bastard, get up here!"

"Didn't I say that?"

"Even if we risk our lives, we must bring victory back!"

"You stand up! Get up! Come on!"

At that moment, everything was quiet, and the rest area of ​​Rojia Middle School attracted everyone's attention.

Even the teammates next to him were staring blankly at the morning Ryota who was completely different from the past.

Is this their usually gentle and wise strategist?

The audience in the auditorium was even more confused. Good guys, is this the unique way of refueling?

Even the referee almost paused, causing the reading to click and pause.

Then he continued to report ‘5!’, ‘4!’.

However, the next moment.

An even more confusing reality emerged.

Amid the eyes that looked even more suspicious of life, on the right side of the field, Akaiichi's dirty left hand slapped on the ground, and then he straightened up.

The body rose up, and the left hand, which had turned into a 90-degree right angle and was directly attached to the ground, was propped up while trembling.

His eyes, which had become somewhat hollow due to lack of concentration, were staring straight ahead, not even focusing.

Then, amid everyone's shocking screams, his whole body stood up unsteadily under the support of the nearly deformed tennis racket.

One shake, one shake, one shake, one shake.

Gradually, the tennis racket lifted off the ground, and Akaiichi's body stood up completely.

This time, he didn't fall to the ground again.

"minister!"

The people in the Six Corners on the sidelines were all tense.

At this time, the referee's reading sound, which had already read '2', stopped with admiration.

The wind blew straight up.

After the silence, there were unbelievable murmurs from everyone.

"Unexpectedly..."

"...Stand up!"

"This is...the minister in Hexagon..."

“It’s incredible!”

"By the way, is this the power of shouting?"

"No, this is the power of 'friendship'!"

"This should be the power of will and soul!"

...

Seeing Akaiichi standing up after Ryota's shouting in the morning, everyone expressed their feelings.

And this time.

After Akaiichi stood up, if Nikaido Hyakumon failed to stand up, Yamabuki Middle School would lose the game.

Because the next ball will be scored by Nikaido.

Therefore, during another twenty-second reading, all the focus of attention came to Nikaido Hyakumon in the left half.

Can you stand up again?

Is that okay?

Or is the winner about to be decided?

...

One second, another second, and another second.

Not long after, everyone in Shanchui was filled with complex emotions such as 'pity', 'relief', 'regret', 'nervous', and 'worry'.

Nikaido Hyakumon tried to stand up, but ultimately failed to perform a miracle.

After another attempt, his arms fell weakly, and his struggling body fell completely into a coma.

The game is over, the outcome is decided!

"minister!"

"Nikaido!"

"Quick, lift it down!"

At this moment, everyone in Yamabuki couldn't care less. They jumped on their horses and ran towards the Nikaido Hundred Gate on the field.

On the other side, Rokkaku Middle School's movements were not slow either. They were just one second behind Yamabuki and lifted Akaiichi off the field.

Ryota, who was most anxious in the morning, was crying and laughing while carrying Akaiichi.

Just because, at that moment, when Ryota met Akaiichi in the morning, he realized that he had lost consciousness.

In other words, this man, even if he lost consciousness, was fulfilling his promise.

As he said personally, even if it means risking his life, he must bring victory back!

...

After a period of confusion, the safety of the two ministers was determined.

The referee then had time to announce the result of the game.

"Game over!"

"Because the Nikaido Hundred Gates cannot fight, the winner is Akaichi!"

immediately.

The results of the normal competition have also come out.

"Yamabuki Middle School vs. Rokkaku Middle School."

"Double, 1-1."

"Singles, 1-2."

"Total score, 2-3."

"Rixjiao Middle School wins and advances to the semi-finals of next week's semi-finals!"

Listening to the announcement from the loudspeaker, countless spectators sighed.

Just now.

They watched a wonderful game.

A game that I will definitely not forget for a long, long time.

A game that made everyone feel what is called ‘faith’ and ‘will’.

They also recognized two teams - Yamabuki Middle School and Rokkaku Middle School.

There are also two tennis players whom I admire greatly - Nikaido Hyakumon and Akai Kazuo!

It's just a pity that tennis is like this, and competition is like this. The winner has been determined, the winner advances, and the loser retires.

The quota for the top four in Kanto belongs to Rokkaku Middle School.

The ticket to the national competition also belongs to Rojia Middle School.

And Yamabuki Middle School will continue to work hard to become stronger with its own regrets, waiting for the flowers to bloom next year.

The only pity is that.

The third-year members will have no choice but to retire, and can only place their hopes on the first and second-year students, as well as future freshmen.

But this...is the game of tennis!