A little stronger meant a lot stronger
On the court, Keith raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of a smile flashing in his eyes, seemingly pleased with his friend's current skill level. ♙💣 ♦🐟
He then glanced at the opposing team after they changed serves, and coldly chuckled, "Xiu, don't stop, just crush their courage!"
Swish!
With little Synchronization fluctuation, the two were in perfect harmony, ignoring the distracting noises. Lin Xiu's gaze was firm, his eyes fixed solely on the tennis ball.
Bang!
The tennis ball transformed into a burning flame, flying towards Kikumaru's side with a scorching heat wave.
"The speed is unbelievable..."
Kikumaru blinked hard, but even with all his might, he could only see a blurry afterimage.
With another loud bang, the tennis ball grazed the half of the court in Kikumaru's receiving area, leaving a charred mark before disappearing in a flash from the two players' sight.
Lin Xiu's serve can be summed up in one word: speed!
In Lin Xiu's service games, Keith didn't even need to attack; the Seigaku Golden Pair seemed completely unable to receive Lin Xiu's full-force serves.
On the field.
The game was progressing extremely quickly.
Despite their advantage of Synchronization, Oishi and Kikumaru were unable to hold their first-round serve.
Although their teamwork became increasingly seamless, the gap in their abilities remained undeniable...
"Oishi, be careful."
Watching Keith confidently walk to the service line, Kikumaru whispered a reminder while simultaneously pushing his own concentration to the limit.
Keith was the most formidable opponent they had ever faced; his serve and superior technique were unmatched in the entire junior high school world.
Although they activated Synchronization, Kikumaru and Oishi did not Matsushita. On the contrary, the amplification of their mental power made their senses more acute.
Unconsciously, they felt an immense pressure being transferred onto them.
They hadn't found a solution to Lin Xiu's serve before, so facing Keith's serve would be even more difficult.
But it's not entirely without a chance.
However, if they still can't break serve even once, the match will be over.
"I must stop this shot..."
Oishi gripped the racket handle tightly, his attention fully focused as he intently observed Keith's serve.
Tap tap...
Using his familiar rhythm to hit the tennis ball, Keith quickly assessed the positions of the two Seigaku after finding the optimal hitting point.
With a snap, the hand stopped.
"Then let's test your current strength, Gemini..."
Keith made a silent thought, then his leg muscles tightened, and he stomped his foot hard behind him.
With a twist of his elbow, he straightened his racket and smashed it.
Bang!
With a loud bang, the tennis ball pierced through space, squeezing out astonishing waves of air. As the tennis ball approached, boiling mental energy began to press down.
"This time, we saw it!!"
Oishi's expression turned serious. It was this highly inductive serve that had caused them such a predicament.
However, they are no longer what they used to be.
"Ha!"
Oishi leaned forward, took a step, gripped the racket with both hands, and pulled to the side. After raising his arm at an angle, he dodged the fake balloon and swung the racket vertically at the real tennis ball.
With a deafening boom, the powerful penetrating shockwave was simultaneously absorbed by Oishi Shi's wrists.
Bang!
After a whooshing sound, the Gemini were directly blasted back by the Oishi.
"This kind of tennis can no longer fool us."
Oishi's eyes burned with a fire; everyone grows, and in today's fiercely competitive environment at Seigaku, he is constantly striving.
"It seems like you've made considerable progress."
Keith's eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of sharpness in them, as he raised the corners of his eyes.
Keith then fixed his gaze on Kikumaru Eiji.
Bang!
After a dull thud, the tennis ball shot out like a piercing bullet, heading straight for Kikumaru Eiji's left hand.
"Hey-hey!"
With the amplification effect of the Synchronization, Kikumaru's footwork started surprisingly quickly.
Swish!
On the court, Kikumaru Eiji reacted at his absolute limit, his high-speed leaps leaving afterimages in his wake.
Kikumaru deftly deflected Keith's probing attack with a deft flick of his wrist and returned the ball.
"Your reflexes are truly amazing, but this is doubles, just being able to catch the ball isn't enough."
Lin Xiu, who was also standing in front of the net, first gave a light praise, then a slight smile appeared on his lips.
As soon as he finished speaking, the black figure flashed into the path of the tennis ball.
Lin Xiu gripped his racket tightly and smashed it with force.
Bang!
Gleam Smash!
A golden light exploded on the opposite midfield line.
"Fudomine scores, 15-0."
Bang!
"Game score, Fudomine Junior High score, score 3-0."
Bang!
"Game score, Fudomine Junior High score, score 4-1."
Both sides exerted their efforts, but no matter how hard the Golden Pair tried, they could not gain an advantage in the game.
The match proceeded in a crushing victory, reaching the seventh and final game.
This is another game that Keith serves.
As that tall and slender figure walked to the service line, the area outside the court instantly became exceptionally quiet.
Especially on the Seigaku side, everyone's eyes were on Keith.
Keith pressed the tennis ball lightly with his palm, his gaze growing increasingly indifferent as he glanced at his opponent's position.
"It's time to end this!"
"Airflow... storm!"
With a slight movement of his lips, everyone could see that Keith's arm remained frighteningly stable, just as it had been at the start of the game.
Bang!
A whooshing sound made Oishi's clothes flutter, and the tennis ball left a deep mark on his serve line before flying out of bounds.
"Fudomine Keith, 15-0."
When Eiji switched to receive the serve, the speed and power of the tennis ball remained undiminished, leaving only a stunning gust of air blowing against the ends of his hair.
Bang!
"Fudomine Keith, 30-0."
Seigaku requests a pause!
Keith and Lin Xiu's consistent performance was like a sledgehammer, striking the hearts of everyone at Seigaku.
Their highly anticipated Golden Pair, although they had activated Synchronization, seemed to have forgotten how to play tennis under the suppression of Keith and Lin Xiu, who had also activated Synchronization.
Furthermore, the continued state of Synchronization consumes a tremendous amount of their physical strength.
Kikumaru, in particular, seems to be showing signs of stamina problems again, which were previously rare.
On the coach's bench at Seigaku.
Kikumaru hunched over, covering his head with a white towel, his hands supporting himself on his knees.
A refreshing sensation on his neck allowed him to catch his breath. He closed his eyes and felt the strength that was barely returning to his body.
He could hear Coach Ryuzaki and Oishi talking all around him, but he couldn't think about anything else at that moment; he just wanted to make the most of every second of this break.
"The match continues. Both players, please return to the field."
A minute and a half passed in the blink of an eye, and the referee once again heightened everyone's tension.
"Fudomine! Defeat Seigaku!"
"Two goals in the final two, and we've won the game!"
The resounding chants not only inspired Lin Xiu and Keith as they took to the field, but also made the Seigaku side feel even more oppressed.
Slightly kneeling and half-crouching in the front field, Lin Xiu observed the two Seigaku who looked utterly exhausted, and he was quite certain of what was going on.
They won easily again this time.
"While you have certainly impressed me in some ways, let's end this match here!"
A hint of approval flickered in Keith's sharp eyes.
With a slight downward press of his body, Keith's legs suddenly exploded forward.
Boom!
A huge, light blue cloud suddenly appeared on the court, Keith swung his racket to meet it.
Bang!
The powerful shockwave sent the Oishi, which was about to retaliate, flying away; Universal Gravitation was something it couldn't resist.
"Fudomine Junior High scores, 40-0."
"In doubles, they are truly a hopeless opponent." In the Seigaku rest area, Mikiya closed his notebook and sighed softly.
Bang!
"Eiji!" Oishi shouted loudly from the front field.
"Oishi, watch this."
Sizzle sizzle sizzle...
The racket scraped against the ground, Kikumaru chased after the tennis ball, quickly pulling his arm in a wide arc overhead.
However.
Thud! Bang!
The azure-blue shockwave sent his racket flying, the shockwave sweeping across the entire court and landing near the baseline of the Seigaku Golden Pair.
Eiji staggered slightly, trying to suppress the tingling sensation in his hands.
"Game, Fudomine Junior High, Keith. Lin Xiu, 6-1!"
"The final match of the Kanto Tournament, between Fudomine Junior High and Seigaku, is tied 1-1."
"The Singles 2 match will now begin, featuring Seigaku's Fuji Shusuke against Fudomine Junior High 'Ibu Shinji."