"This is inconsistent with the Kamishiro Lan we know."
Yanagi Renji: "This age of gods is totally inconsistent with the data."
"How about ending the game?"
Niou Masaharu gave advice with concern.
Sanada's eyes flickered, his lips moved, and finally he sighed: "This is Kirihara's chance to transform, let's wait and see."
Kirihara has been in decline for too long, and this is his only chance to find himself again, and Sanada doesn't want to miss it.
"Stupid guy." Akutsu smiled coldly: "Then prepare to watch this piece of trash being completely destroyed."
......
"Stand up." Kamishiro Lan looked at Kirihara lying on the ground and said calmly.
Kirihara stood up with his arms on the ground, staggered a few steps, his eyes dull.
"It's time to change sides, the score is 1-0." Kamishiro Ai walked towards Kirihara's half. Kirihara looked dull, his eyes no longer as violent as before, and he stumbled towards his own half.
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that he had returned to his previous state.
"Let's finish it quickly." Kamishiro Lan grabbed the strings lazily and stood there sloppily.
Kirihara silently took out a tennis ball and hit it with one that was of extremely poor quality.
"Bang!" The next moment, the tennis ball hit the baseline again.
"15-0."
Kirihara was totally unaware of the loss and continued to serve weakly like a kindergarten kid.
"Game, 2-0, Kamishiro Ai is leading."
In less than a minute, it was the third round.
Kirihara continued to exchange half courts like a zombie.
"Bang, bang, bang." Kamishiro Ai served slowly and still scored easily.
"Game, 3-0, Kamishiro Ai is leading."
It's time for a break.
The regular players on Rikkai University's side were getting a little restless.
"No, Kirihara has completely lost his fighting spirit."
"We can't fight any more! This method isn't working." Niou punched the tree and said urgently.
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