Stalemate

Fuji and Kawamura had been partners before, and after a short period of adjustment, their previous chemistry was rekindled.

While not quite on par with the Golden Pair, their basic positioning is still quite good.

During the exchange of blows, Chinen seized an opportunity and intended to attack Fuji's open right side.

However, Fuji noticed in time, but Chinen had already prepared to swing his racket.

There's no way to change the swing posture anymore, only the swing angle.

With Fuji's position blocking most of his view, Chinen, in desperation, focused his attention on the area where Fuji had been standing. His offensive could no longer be halted, Chinen swung his racket.

However, as Fuji's body moved further to the right, Kawamura's figure appeared in Chinen's increasingly wider field of vision.

The alternating tactics worked. Fuji used his body to block Chinen's view, then induced Chinen to hit the ball to Kawamura, who was hiding behind him.

Kawamura, who had been waiting for a long time, swung his two-handed backhand, and a powerful shot appeared.

The tennis ball flew with tremendous force toward Chinen's right open space, and Hirakoba rushed forward to cover from the left rear.

Kawamura's powerful shot, combined with Hirakoba's unprepared counter-attack, resulted in another Lob Shot.

Fuji, who had been waiting for his chance for a long time, jumped up, aimed at the right rear of Hirakoba, and smashed the ball.

Bang...

"Seigaku Fuji and Kawamura score, 30:0"

With their excellent teamwork, the two scored another point, reigniting Seigaku's momentum.

Bang...

Bang...

"Seigaku Fuji Kawamura score, making the score 2-2."

"Honestly, if we let our guard down even a little, they'll catch up."

When Seigaku caught up with him again, Hirakoba's expression changed.

If he didn't take the competition seriously at the beginning, now he's enjoying it.

"Hirakoba is already a little out of breath after just finishing the fourth game."

"But that guy seemed pretty happy."

"If things continue like this, even if he's happy, he can't avoid losing."

"No, this is their serve, and Hirakoba still has some tricks up her sleeve."

Kai was somewhat surprised to see his carefree teammate exhausting his stamina so quickly, and even a little worried about the outcome of the match.

However, Kite 'Kai concerns, Higa Junior High to play ball.

Kite knew perfectly well what everyone's trump cards were.

"Chinen, it's my turn to serve this time."

Upon hearing what Hirakoba said, Chinen didn't say anything.

"This is really interesting; I never expected to encounter a competition like this."

The strength of Fuji and Kawamura filled Hirakoba with unprecedented excitement, and the thought of winning the match fair and square had taken over his mind.

He then tossed the ball up and uttered those three words.

The tennis ball flew out, and Kawamura, playing defense in the backcourt, was once again rendered helpless by Fan Shi Qian.

Bang...

"Higa Junior High School, Hirako Field, Chinen scores, 15:0"

"That Fan Shi Qian can actually be used as a serve!"

"If Fuji and Kawamura hadn't pushed them to this point, Hirakoba probably wouldn't have done this."

"Damn it, Kawamura -Senpai is in the backcourt now, are we going to lose this game again...?"

Just as Momoshiro had predicted, Hirakoba Fan Shi Qian four goals, Kawamura failed to score a single one.

The fifth game was easily won by Hirakoba, bringing the score to 3-2.

Fan Shi Qian, Fuji Er resolved to resolve this issue once and for all.

After saying a few words to Kawamura, Fuji took over receiving all the balls on the Hirakoba and Fuji returned to the frontcourt.

In the sixth game Fuji did not intend to serve again, but instead let Kawamura use his Wave Serve to win the game back.

After four Wave Serve, the score was tied again.

Although the power of the Wave Serve is only comparable to that of the regular Wave Ball, the force required is equal to or even exceeds that of the Charging Wave Ball. At this point, Kawamura's arm began to feel fatigued.

"Thanks for your hard work, Aron. Leave the rest to me."

Fuji patted Kawamura on the shoulder and then walked towards the back of the field.

"Fuji actually chose the backcourt, what's he thinking?"

"I think he's probably after Fan Shi Qian."

Based on his own records, Gan has already analyzed how to deal with Fan Shi Qian.

Seeing Fuji walk to the back of the field, and combining this with his own analysis, he immediately drew a conclusion.

At this Hirakoba, Fan Shi Qian didn't care whether Fuji could win back the match; he only wanted to win in his most triumphant way.

"Fan Shi Qian!"

The ball is served from the baseline in Hirakoba.

"Since the eyes can't completely predict the ball's trajectory, trust your instincts."

On the other side of the backcourt, Fuji, who had been keeping his eyes open, suddenly closed them.

The tennis ball had already flown past the half-court, and everyone was so anxious about him that they were practically jumping up and down.

After the tennis ball landed, it exhibited an irregular trajectory.

At that moment, Fuji moved, swinging his racket at a point in the air.

The sound of a racket hitting a tennis ball could be heard; Fuji had successfully hit the ball.

"Shrewdness? No, it's still just in its nascent stage."

Seeing Fuji his eyes closed, Horio.

Seeing that Fuji had actually knocked the Fan Shi Qian back to Chika, Hirakoba retaliated.

He fired another Fan Shi Qian at Fuji, but Fuji, who had only just grasped the Fuji of the trick, seemed somewhat strained.

Although Fan Shi Qian caught the second ball, there was a slight deviation.

What was supposed to be a smash return turned into Lob Shot.

Hirakoba took another run-up and jumped, and at that Saotome Harumi on the sidelines made that gesture again.

This time, not only Horio saw it again, but Fuji also noticed it.

Fearing a repeat of the previous situation, Fuji instinctively prepared to protect Coach Ryuzaki.

But just as he was about to move, Hirakoba called him back.

"Hey! Stay right there!"

Bang...

"Higa Junior High School, Hirako Field, Chinen scores, 15:0"

"Hey! Hirakoba, you bastard! How dare you disobey me..."

"Shut up! They're in the middle of something big right now, and if we don't push them to their limits, they'll bite us back."

Such a serious match is really interesting, so I don't care if you're Coach or not, if you get in my way, I won't let you get away with it!

Saotome Harumi felt ashamed because Hirakoba hadn't done as she had asked.

He stood up, ready to reprimand her, but was shouted back by Hirakoba with even greater force.

Kite, standing on the sidelines, could only sigh. The others, seeing that Saotome Harumi was actually intimidated by her own teammate, were all secretly laughing.

"Hmph, for a Coach to be intimidated by his own students, what a failure."

This was the most genuine thought of everyone present. Feeling the strange gazes around her, Saotome Harumi felt even more ashamed.