The match reached the 32nd round.
When Tezuka took the lead, Yoshi's supervisor started to move.
After analyzing the battle situation on the field and Tezuka's situation.
He gave Atobe the order to take over the lead.
The prideful King of Yoshi naturally understood the situation and accepted it without hesitation.
Even without the supervisor's order,
He might have walked in that direction himself.
Atobe had always been someone who saw the big picture and understood Tezuka's thoughts, so he naturally knew what to do.
At the same time, in Qing Xue,
The supervisor was Longma Echizen.
Of course,
You could not expect the little prince to say anything constructive.
Actually,
He did not say "mada".
mada
"dane" was already good enough.
"Hey, Shinichiro, don't you think it's weird?" Liu asked Sanada.
"Are you talking about what happened last year?" Sanada turned his head.
"Yes.
That Atobe used the skill from last year's youth competition. He hasn't used it yet. "Liu turned to the court and frowned.
"Yes, it's that powerful and fierce smash." Sanada agreed.
Rukawa Sakura listened to the conversation between Sanada and Liu, and she had a general idea.
Atobe still had a skill that he had not used.
And the skill that he had not used yet,
It was probably the "Broken Wheel Dance".
"Ah,
Tezuka has hit a lob! "Qieyuan shouted.
"That skill is about to appear, the Broken Wheel Dance!" Sanada looked at the court. Atobe had run to the net.
"The first smash knocked the racket away, the second smash scored."
However, Atobe merely waved the racket lightly and hit the ball back.
"Mr. Sanada, he didn't do that smash," Qieyuan asked with confusion.
"Oh?" Sanada looked at the court and made a soft sound.
That's right.
Why didn't he do that?
Atobe was planning for a long battle!
Indeed, Tezuka's State Zero was perfect. An injured elbow would not be able to play that kind of slice.
His elbow was healed, but what would happen to his shoulder if it continued like this?
The competition had truly fallen into a protracted battle.
Atobe had dragged out the match, and a prolonged battle would cause Tezuka to break down.
Most good tennis players have already seen this point.
Tezuka and Atobe were both national players, so there was no chance of a quick battle.
Tezuka, on the other hand, was betting on his future tennis career.
Perhaps it was no longer appropriate to call it a bet. He was playing with fire!
"What a despicable fellow!
Deliberately fighting a protracted war in order to increase the burden on the Minister's elbow! "
"That's right!
If you have the guts, let's fight fair and square! "
Someone from the Qing Xue shouted angrily.
But Rukawa Sakura shook her head.
She did not think Atobe was despicable at all.
This was how Atobe was supposed to behave.
He knew how to make use of his advantage; he saw through it clearly.
As the Minister, he carried the hope of everyone in the Ice Emperor's tennis club.
He was merely using the best strategy, and that was the cleverest way to show his intelligence.
This prideful King of Ice Emperor was willing to step on his own pride to win this match!
Even if he was called despicable!
Unlike Tezuka, he was the one who was truly swayed by his emotions. For a victory that he did not even know was possible, he was willing to put his arm and his future tennis career on the line.
He should not have risked his life like that.
Rukawa Sakura understood Tezuka's thoughts, but she could not agree with them.
This was perhaps the biggest disagreement between her and Tezuka.
Rukawa Sakura would be worried, but she would not stop him.
She had always been this kind of person; she would not intervene to change anything. That was someone else's decision, their own life; she had no right to do that.
Be it pain or joy, they were all given by life.
Tezuka was willing to sacrifice his arm to complete his dream, and Atobe was willing to step on his pride for Ice Emperor's victory.
People like that were kings, people worthy of respect!
Atobe gave up on the plan to end the match quickly, and Tezuka chose to prolong the match.
This was a thrilling match, and we could no longer use the word 'match' to describe it.
For victory, for partners, for dreams.
This was a clash of faith, a match that would eventually become a legend.
Baseline Whip, Curve Shot, Net Volley, Net Volley, Short Shot, Front and Back Court Running, Left and Right Court Moving. All of these were the most basic and simplest ways to play. However, they all gave it their all, as if they were playing with their lives.
One ball after another, they fought for every ball until one of them fell …
Atobe Jingo lived up to his reputation as a King; he was terrifyingly arrogant!
And Tezuka Kunimitsu … was also terrifyingly resilient, like he was immortal!
When Tezuka knelt on the ground, everyone widened their eyes.
Tezuka Kunimitsu, who had been so brilliant earlier, who had tricked Atobe's Tezuka Kunimitsu, who had used Tezuka's Domain and Form Zero Chop consecutively, had lost his grip on the racket.
Qing Xue's group rushed over at the first opportunity.
But they were chased away by Tezuka.
The match was not over.
That was his last stand.
What would happen next?
Everyone was speculating.
In a corner away from the crowd, Tachikaidai's group of four looked at the court.
"In that situation, I don't think Tezuka could have fought Atobe head on.
That would have been fatal, "Sanada said darkly.
Qieyuan sat on the ground. "Hey, I was the one who went to warn Tezuka."
Rukawa Sakura ruffled Qieyuan's hair. "You still have the nerve to bring that up?
I hear you've caused a mess at Qing Xue?
Hmm?
But someone has already complained to me. "
Small Laminaria's face twitched.
Which b * stard …
Sanada punched Qieyuan's head. "You've embarrassed Tachikai University Tennis Department!"
Liu glanced at him lightly. "I'll double the training when we return."
"Again …" "Again!"
Small Laminaria wanted to cry, but no tears came out.
You've already doubled it, Senior Liu!
Rukawa Sakura frowned.
No matter how much effort she put into treating his elbow, would it still end up like this?
She did not want to change the plot, she did not want to interfere with the plot, and she did not think that she had the ability to do so.
However, the little bit of power that she had was going to be ignored by the plot?
She did not feel indignant or dissatisfied.
If the final result was still the same, then she could only say that she was powerless.
It also confirmed that she did not have the slightest ability to influence the plot.