Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Lihai large rest area.

Yukimura Seiichi adjusted his headband, and after nodding with Sanada and other main candidates, he put on a sports coat and strolled onto the stage.

The unhurried pace, the leisurely back, and the confident and indifferent posture made everyone who looked at this figure feel certain in their hearts.

This is their son of God.

The God who never loses.

Without any words, it can give everyone in Li Hai an absolute sense of peace of mind.

"As expected, Yukimura is still the same Yukimura."

"The so-called deciding game is just an ordinary one-on-one match for Yukimura."

"Look, in the next game, our Son of God won't lose a single game, and we can finish off that guy from Qingxue."

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Well, the last sentence was said by a second-year tennis club member of Lihai University.

Obviously, Son of God has gained a lot of die-hard fans because of its various glorious achievements in the past.

"Yukimura, bring the champion back!"

Sanada moved the brim of his hat and stared at Yukimura Seiichi's back.

Liu Renji, who had recovered a little, showed a smile and hope.

Although he failed to follow the set script, Mori Jusaburo faced Fuji Shusuke and won the game directly "3-0".

But with the 'Son of God' holding the battle, the final champion will still belong to Tatsumi.

...

Immediately, amidst the cheers of the audience, the final showdown between gods and demons began.

In front of the net.

Two people facing each other across the net looked at each other.

Looking at Yukimura Seiichi, who was still wearing a sports coat, with the corners of his clothes flying in the wind, Kitagawa Sora couldn't help but have a thought, and asked first.

"By the way, I heard that you like to wear a coat when playing games. No matter how you run, your clothes will not fall off."

"Can you tell me the secret behind this?"

The strange question directly interrupted the soaring atmosphere in the venue.

Looking at Kitagawa Sora in front of him, Yukimura Seiichi kept his expression indifferent and responded.

"The balance of the body."

"Oh, that's it. I thought it was sewn on with glue or needle and thread."

In the joy of the voice, Kitagawa Sora deliberately made a joke. In those years when I stayed up late to watch anime, I saw this kind of jokes a lot on the barrage.

At this time, following the world rules of 'dialogue during the game, 100% amplification', Uncle Atobe also heard Seiichi Shinmura's answer.

"Hmm~"

With a raised brow, Atobe said.

"It's actually used to exercise body balance. I thought it was just to look cool."

"Ahem~~~"

The words of "disdain" made the other people next to him almost choke.

...

After the banter, the two of them got down to business.

"Yukimura-kun, I have actually been waiting for this match with you for a long time."

"Oh~ Really?"

In fact, Kitagawa Sora didn't lie. When he decided to take the path of spiritual power at the beginning, he had been looking forward to competing with Seiichi Yukimura.

After all, throughout the entire Tennis King prologue, the Son of God undoubtedly ranks first in terms of spiritual tennis.

Tennis players of the same type will naturally want to compete against each other and then... beat him!

Of course, now, due to his level of strength, Kitagawa Sora no longer cares much about defeating Seiichi Yukimura.

He still wants more...

"I've prepared a special gift for you in the upcoming competition."

Under Yukimura Seiichi's deep gaze, Kitagawa Sora met his gaze with a mysterious smile.

"I'm looking forward to it!"

For some reason, Yukimura Seiichi had a strange... strange feeling in his heart.

It seems that today's game must be treated with caution!

Phew~~~

As the two of them looked at each other, the breeze blew up again, fluttering the corners of their clothes.

...

"One set determines the outcome."

"Sora Kitagawa from Youth Academy serves the ball."

"The game begins."

During the referee's announcement, the atmosphere in the entire stadium became tense.

Just guessing first in front of the net, luck seemed to have finally turned back to Qingxue's side, allowing Kitagawa Sora to get the right to serve.

At this moment.

In the right half of the field, the sound of "ta-da-da" hitting the ball kept ringing.

The violent wind that suddenly became noisy, carrying traces of sharp aura, swept across the entire court, creating an icy chill for the two people on the tennis court.

With a snap, Kitagawa Sora took the tennis ball in his hand.

Looking up into the distance, his whole breath became cold.

"Yukimura, you have to be careful about the tennis next time."

Buzz!

Under the sudden silence of the whole place, a silent hum sounded, and a monstrous aura appeared on Kitagawa Sora's body.

The spiritual ocean, like a river and a vast sea, was turbulent and released in Beichuan Kong's eyes.

The scarlet color suddenly shines.

The originally deep black eyes were directly rendered into scarlet eyes, and three magatama emerged.

Three Magatama Sharingan, open!

And this time, it opened with two eyes.

ever!

"That's right!"

Seeing Kitagawa Sora's sudden change, Yukimura Seiichi's eyes suddenly narrowed in the left half, and his eyes suddenly shrank.

No one understands that spiritual power as terrifying as the sea better than him.

Judging from the dissipated mental power, Yukimura Seiichi has a vague feeling... Kitagawa Sora's mental power seems to be above him...

This is the first time Yukimura Seiichi has seen a being with stronger spiritual power than him.

Unfortunately, with the current situation, there is no time left for Yukimura to continue to be shocked.

brush!

As the tennis ball was thrown into the air, countless ice elemental powers began to riot and gather, rushing towards Beichuan Kongkong crazily.

"Kamiri-ryu·Ice Dragon Soaring to the Sky!"

Boom!

Under the violent explosion, and under Kitagawa Sora's perfect swing, an ice crystal dragon condensed from the power of frost suddenly appeared, shining in the audience.

"hold head high!!!"

A dragon roared for nine days, and as it soared, the ice crystal dragon suddenly pounced on Yukimura Seiichi on the left half.

At the same moment, the scarlet light in Beichuan Sora's eyes flourished.

The surrounding world slowly turned into a world of frost, eroding towards the left half.

ever!

At this moment, under Kitagawa Sora's 'Sharingan & Mental Shock + Ice Dragon Soaring & Frost Erosion', Yukimura Seiichi was naturally shaken wildly.

Naturally, the term ‘Son of God’ is not just an exaggeration.

Forcing himself to calm down, he moved quickly while staring at the soaring ice dragon.

Insight aided by mental power gradually disintegrated the ice dragon and saw the yellow tennis ball inside.

Then, analyze...judge...stop!

Although there seems to be a lot going on, it is still in a state of change.

After spending a little effort, Yukimura Seiichi stopped and turned sideways, and swung towards the tennis ball that bounced off the ground!

Peng Ba!

"So heavy!"

As soon as he caught the tennis ball, the heavy feeling coming from the tennis racket made Seiichi Yukimura's mind flash.

Fortunately, the current level of power has not exceeded the limit that Yukimura Seiichi can bear.

After a stalemate for two or three seconds, Yukimura Seiichi pulled hard and the tennis ball was hit back.

immediately.

The broad field of vision provided Yukimura Seiichi with information that Sora Kitagawa had already gone online.

After calming down, Yukimura Seiichi, who had just returned the ball, immediately took off with his follow-up swing and ran towards the open position in front of the left.

It's a pity that Kitagawa Sora, who has been prepared for a long time, will not give up the opportunity in front of him.

Boom!

A crackling sound appeared in the right half.

Kitagawa Sora, who took off directly from the front of the midfield, leaped in the air and performed a forward-leaning violent smash.

Under the powerful swing of the muscles, the terrifying power sleeping in the body was awakened.

boom!

Boom!!

Under the explosion, dust flew everywhere.

Peng~da~da~~~

On the left half of the court, a pale purple racket flew to the ground and made a crisp sound.

"15-0."

Under the referee's announcement, the whole audience cheered and cheered.

Sora Kitagawa scored with a violent smash, but his expression remained unchanged, just staring blankly at the opposite side.

Seiichi Yukimura also calmly picked up the racket from the ground and turned it around.

The sprint to make up for the position just now was still a little slow, causing the receiving position to deviate a little and get closer to the upper part of the net, so the shot flew.

Phew~~~

After taking a deep breath, Yukimura Seiichi's eyes were slightly cold and his aura gradually condensed.

The opponent on the opposite side is not an ordinary person, and is completely different from the ordinary people before.

With one goal, Yukimura Seiichi already understood that he needed to go all out in this game.

so......

Tap tap tap~~~

The sound of footsteps sounded, and Yukimura Seiichi came to the sidelines, took off the sports coat he was wearing, and threw it on the coach's bench.

immediately.

ever!

With condensed eyes, he stepped onto the stage again!

And on the right half.

Seeing this scene, Kitagawa Sora, who had been silent until now, also showed a faint smile.