After the Hand of God was cracked, the situation began to change subtly.
Thousand-year-old's Hand of God forced Fuji Shusuke to frequently use Mayfly Shroud to deal with it, and occasionally he would use the Guard of the Hundred-Armed Titan to score points.
The score has been relatively deadlocked, with Shusuke Fuji still leading.
"Game, 5-4, Fuji Shusuke is leading."
Following the referee's announcement, the atmosphere at the scene remained tense, only the Qingxue team was relatively relaxed.
"If this continues, Chitose will lose. If we fall behind 2-1, the situation will be very unfavorable." Ibu Shinji said with some concern.
He looked at Kamishiro Lan, only to find that the latter had a calm face, as if everything was under his control.
"How do you feel?" Kamishiro Lan handed the drink to Chitose who was resting and asked with a smile.
"Very strong, he really deserves the title of genius, and he's making rapid progress. The last time I saw him, he was only at the peak of Kanto level, but now he can bring me so much pressure." Chitose wiped it and whispered.
"But if that's all he has, then the game would end here."
......
Chitose Chisato returned to the field and stared at Fuji Shusuke.
The match point game began, and the tennis ball kept going back and forth between the two players.
"Why does it feel something is wrong?" Fuji Shusuke took a step forward, planted his feet firmly on the ground, and hit the tennis ball hard.
"Fuji Shusuke, that's enough." Then he saw Chitose suddenly pull the racket behind him and step one foot forward, just like the starting gesture in martial arts.
"Buzz." The dust in the area was blown up, as if a fog appeared.
"Mist Hidden."
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