In this arena, if someone played like a sheep, they would have been devoured long ago, leaving nothing behind. So...

"Moonlight-kun, I want to take a gamble. If I could, I'd like to use that move!"

"That's what Mori Jusaburo said."

He's gotten to where he is today, so of course he has one or two secret weapons of his own. If he were to use them all at this moment, he might not necessarily lose, and might even be able to turn the tide and give them the final victory. But—

"No, that's for the final game. Even if we win this game, what then? If you run out of energy in the second game, we'll still lose in the third game, and then we'll be completely outmatched!"

Therefore, no matter how you look at it, this situation is extremely unfavorable, and that's why he doesn't want this outcome.

"But I really want to win! How can I not win now?"

People are always a little competitive. The opponent has almost revealed their tactics. If he continues to be timid and hesitant, he will be letting down all the matches and scores so far. They have worked so hard to get to this point, just to gain an advantage in the first game.

"Besides, what you're saying might not even happen. I can take a good rest in the second game and then make a comeback in the third game, right?"

The game has already come to this point. If they were to back down now, they would be laughed at. Today, they are here to prove to everyone that their team is not weak at all, but very strong. That's why they are playing. If they choose to retreat now, what would that mean?

Kochi Gekko was persuaded by Mori Jusaburo.

It sounded somewhat reasonable, though it sounded like a fallacy. Looking at the person in front of him, he didn't know how to truly refute what he said. After all, who wouldn't want to win the competition? Everyone wants to win a match gracefully and happily, especially in this momentous occasion. Winning would certainly be a very satisfying thing—

"Then let's do it your way!" Yue Zhiyueguang was finally persuaded. After all, no one can resist the temptation of victory, and they really wanted to win. He also wanted to win, to win fair and square, and to win beautifully.

This could be the last game of their professional careers, as the unknown road ahead next year will soon bring the final result.

Nobody knows if they'll stay on this court, so this could really be the last big game. So why not give it your all? Even if you lose by accident in the end, you'll have nothing to be ashamed of, nothing to be ashamed of in your life. Isn't that good enough?

"Haha, as long as you support me, my partner, I'll definitely be fine. Let's do it!"

Before anyone could react, Mori Jusaburo had fallen into a state of voluntary slumber. This was the nature of his skill; once he was inhaled into a state of slumber, his subconscious would take over his body.

At that time, his physical strength and other abilities would be greatly improved and advanced. Generally speaking, this is his trump card, used as a last resort, but unexpectedly it was used at this moment.

This caused Niou to exclaim in surprise, "Wow!"

This happened much earlier than he expected. He thought that Mori Jusaburo would wait a while before using this move, or wait until the second round. He didn't expect him to be so impatient now, as if he was ready to go all out.

"This is a bit early. According to my plan for them, shouldn't it have been in the second round? This guy really never learns. What does it mean to act with composure?"

Byodoin Phoenix said, arms crossed.

He was slightly dissatisfied with Mori Jusaburo's behavior, which was not only unsteady but also too unpredictable, making it difficult to guard against.

His personality remains as unpredictable and unsettling as ever. If there was nothing wrong before, this is definitely not a good sign now.

"They're about to enter their second year, and will be real seniors in the future. If they continue to be so short-sighted, what will they do in the future?"

The next batch of students is leaving, and once they leave, the entire team will face disintegration. If Mori Jusaburo can't shoulder the responsibilities of his seniors, the Japanese team's performance next year will definitely plummet, and everyone will look bad then, right? So, they should be more composed, at least stick to the plan. But now things have turned out like this—

snort!

"Asking Mori-senpai to do something so steady is just making things difficult for him. You've known his personality for a long time; that's just how he is. We should look at things from all angles and not keep making things difficult for Mori-senpai. That's not a good thing!"

Niou subconsciously began to speak up for Mori Jusaburo.

There's nothing we can do. He's our only senior, so if we don't speak up for him, who else should we speak up for?

As for the others~

"There's still time. If Mori-senpai really does go down this path in the future, we can teach him slowly. Besides, Oshichi Tsukiko isn't retiring all at once, so he still has a way out!"

In short, just say this: don't rush to curse, or the game will be over.

Byodoin Phoenix: "..."

He always knew that he could neither persuade nor out-argue King Ren.

This wasn't the first time this had happened, and he was actually quite used to it. But the assassin felt a faint sense of powerlessness. It seemed that no matter how much he tried to convince himself, he couldn't convince himself outwardly.

Tsk!

"This guy really does come here and does whatever he wants!"

He remembered, he remembered everything: the time when Mori Jusaburo had dozed off during training.

This has nothing to do with what Niou said; it's all just Mori Jusaburo's own story—he's a person who loves to doze off.

Nioh: "..."

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