PFC Chapter 185 It seems a bit too much
Chapter 185 It seems a bit too much
"No matter who you are, I must win this game. I don't want to wear that dress."
Irie had a forced smile on his face; he didn't want to wear that dress at all.
Saotome was heartbroken.
Long Ge spread his hands and said, "Then you can try it. Let me see the strength of your court number one."
Rujiang changed his previous passive attitude and took the lead in attacking Longge. Since he couldn't see through the enemy, he would just attack him directly.
What a fierce playing style, it's totally different from before. It's too late to start taking it seriously now.
It was obvious that Irie really didn't want to wear that dress.
Irie hit the ball diagonally back and forth, trying to wear down Long Ge's energy.
But when he looked over, he saw Long Ge's leisurely and contented expression. Every time he fought back, his expression seemed to be saying, "Is that it?"
"Difficult guy."
Irie couldn't help but admire Long Ge's strength.
Irie threw a high lob, aiming for the gap behind Longge.
However, Long Ge jumped up to intercept the ball and smashed it onto the handle of the racket in Rujiang's hand. Rujiang was so tired that he let go of the racket without paying attention.
Long Ge jumped up again and smashed the ball to score a point. "This move of Atobe is quite useful."
Irie picked up the racket with a gloomy expression.
The faces of Ghost Boss and Tokugawa did not look very good either. They did not expect that Echizen could force Irie to this point.
His usual tricks had no effect on Echizen at all.
If the other high school students had been locked onto by Irie's insightful vision, the game would have ended early.
Moreover, throughout the entire game, the disappearing serve never appeared, but we did see other moves.
It seems that Echizen is still hiding his strength.
The high school students watching the game from the sidelines couldn't believe what they saw.
"No way, Irie was being beaten."
"He came from a golf course, how could this happen?"
"Is Irie acting again?"
Some high school students laugh it off, expecting something other than what they see.
The high school students present couldn't believe that Irie, who was ranked first in the field, was being beaten by a junior high school student.
"It doesn't look like it. Look at Irie's breathing, it's completely disrupted. On the other hand, the person on the other side seems to be just doing a simple practice match, breathing smoothly, without any sign of being disrupted at all."
There are still many strong high school students on the scene who can clearly see the situation on the field.
It has always been Irie who controls the rhythm of the game, but this time he also experienced the feeling of being led by the nose.
It really doesn't feel good.
During the half-time break, Irie covered his entire face with a towel and reviewed the first half of the game.
Long Ge on the opposite side simply moved his fingers, and the Pillar of Shame served him a drink in a servile manner.
"It's really rare for Irie to be pushed to this point by Echizen. How many people in the entire training camp can do that? Is it true, Coach Kurobe? What do you think? You seem to be paying close attention to Echizen's games."
Saito couldn't tell for a moment whether Irie was acting or was really forced to this point by Long Ge.
Coach Kurobe turned on the microphone and began speaking to the main stadium.
"Echizen Ryuka, let these high school students see your strength and show them the overwhelming gap."
Long Ge, who had been drinking water obediently, made an OK gesture to the surveillance camera when he heard this.
"Overwhelming...overwhelming gap? What do you mean?"
Coach Saito didn't quite understand Coach Kurobe's intention, but he seemed to understand Echizen Ryuka very well.
Coach Kurobe picked up the information that was pressed against his hand.
"What! A professional player? This little girl?"
Coach Saito was frantically flipping through Long Ge's information.
What is an overwhelming gap? It is the pressure from professional players.
Rujiang's breathing gradually became steady. He pulled off the towel on his face and looked at Long Ge who was entering the court, holding the racket in his left hand, waiting for him to enter.
"Left-handed."
"Originally, the game could have ended like this, but since Coach Kurobe has said so, it's hard not to do it. After all, you have to bow your head under someone else's eaves, and it might leave a bad impression on Irie-senpai."
Long Ge chuckled and picked up the tennis ball to block Irie's figure in front of him.
"But I don't think it will have a big impact on Irie-senpai."
Long Ge looked calm as he served the ball. Before Rujiang even noticed, the ball had already landed on the ground without a sound.
"Referee, it's time to score."
The referee was confused. Score? Should he score? He seemed to have seen nothing.
Irie's pupils suddenly shrank. When did the ball appear at his feet?
He didn't even notice it.
Then the big screen began to play Long Ge's serve in slow motion. Even the machine could only see the afterimage of Long Ge's swing.
And Irie belatedly realized that the ball appeared at his feet.
"Keep going. If you can see the ball clearly, it proves that you are ready to conquer the world."
The speed of the ball cannot be detected by the naked eye.
Long Ge's serve game ended before Rujiang even touched the edge of the ball.
The high school students present wiped their eyes and said, "Is that guy performing a magic trick? The ball just whizzed by, I couldn't even see it."
"It's over, it's over. We've already been sent to the pillar of shame. We can't even defeat Irie. Let's stop struggling."
The high school students at the scene have compromised.
The pillar of shame doesn't seem so shameful anymore.
It's totally acceptable. It's not shameful to lose to such a person.
High school students have already begun brainwashing themselves.
Boss Gui and Tokugawa looked even more solemn, and Taneshima also stopped laughing and watched the game seriously.
"Although it's against the rules, you'll be the one serving for this match. Otherwise, you won't be able to receive the ball until the end of the match."
What an insult this was, but Irie understood that this was the truth. Without a serve, he had no chance of winning.
But even if there is, it doesn't necessarily mean we can win the game.
"This match won't count. As long as you can hit the ball behind me, Irie-senpai, you win."
Coach Kurobe, who was sitting in the monitoring room, turned on the microphone at the right time.
"can."
Normally, I would just think that Long Ge was bragging, but seeing her current performance, it is entirely possible.
If we don't do this, the only thing we'll see in this game is Irie being punished.
It was humiliating for someone who was at the top of the U17s, but the outcome didn't make much of a difference.
Long Ge’s confidence is entirely based on his confidence in his own strength.
Coach Kurobe also spoke, agreeing with what Long Ge said.
Irie, who seemed to be looked down upon, attacked with all his might, but was unable to break through this line of defense.
Until the game is over.
Irie left in anger. Long Ge picked at his fingers, thinking he had gone too far. Could it be that Senior Irie was really angry?
At this time, the microphone sounded again, and Coach Kurobe's voice came.
"Go forward with the goal of defeating Echizen. She is the closest path to the world for you."
If we really defeat her, we can walk sideways on the world stage.