Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

"The White Stone of the Bible! The White Stone of the Bible! The White Stone of the Bible!"

"Phillips! Phillips! Phillips!"

"come on!"

"victory!"

...

The blood-curdling cheers and shouts echoed throughout the Ariake Arena one after another, and the atmosphere was extremely fiery.

Under the spotlight, the third singles match between Shiraishi and Phillips continued to play on the tennis court.

"Da~da~da~~~"

In the left half, Shiraishi kept hitting tennis balls while observing Phillips in the right half, looking for rhythm points and at the same time trying to find loopholes and flaws in Phillips.

And the same is naturally true for Phillips.

His eyes, which were filled with evil spirits and coldness, looked at Bai Shi in a faint way, especially on Bai Shi's knees and calves, and he "wanted to leave".

call!

brush!

The wind roared, the ball lifted into the air, and under Shiraishi's extremely perfect hitting posture, the racket and the tennis ball collided directly.

Peng!

Stop!

The yellow stream of light, like a comet streaking down the night sky, instantly attracted everyone's attention.

The tennis ball that broke through the air was fixed in Phillips's eyes. After an instant analysis, Phillips, who judged the information about the path of the ball, moved quickly.

tread!

Bang!

Running to the singles sideline, Phillips made a powerful backhand pull and knocked the tennis ball back.

As for Shiraishi, they were already waiting for the ball to fly.

This is an anticipated move!

“This is it!”

With a whisper, Shiraishi turned sideways to take the shot.

His eyes began to scan the situation in the right half, trying to find loopholes and openings, but unfortunately, Phillips had already quickly turned around to fill the position.

"Then keep running!"

Since there are no loopholes for the time being, continue to suppress it, which will always leave you with an opening.

Peng!

A precise pull straight to the left corner made Phillips start running again, while Shiraishi's body sank, observing the opportunity, preparing to launch an attack.

However, what made the entire audience exclaim was that in an instant, the situation on the field changed again.

"Waiting for you!"

Phillips, who was striding into position in the right half, looked coldly at Shiraishi in the left half from the corner of his eye.

Step forward with a lunge, the whole body suddenly leans forward and sinks, the left hand points forward, and the right hand swings the racket sideways to the heel.

At first glance, the whole person, the net, and the bottom line are parallel.

And in the midst of everyone's surprise, under the passionate ecstasy of coach Sidmund Wesker on the sidelines, and with a low drink, Phillips' whole body suddenly swayed.

After almost half of the oval tennis racket was pulled, the side racket frame seemed to break through the space and directly hit the speeding tennis ball.

"Suffer death, boy!"

"Evil Shark Sneaks!"

"Uhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"

Boom!

"Woo!"

In an instant, with the loud explosion that shocked the mind, a giant shark exuding ferocious intent sneaked towards Baishi amidst its shocking roar.

As Shiraishi opened his eyes attentively, the tennis ball that was hit hard by the racket, carrying terrifying power and rotation, began to fly at low altitude. After flying over the net at a slight height, it began to make irregular movements.

Arc refraction in the horizontal direction, once, twice, three times...

And during this process, the tennis ball had already flown in front of Shiraishi.

The next moment, as the child's hole was shrinking, Bai Shi secretly said.

"not good!"

"knee!"

brush!

In an instant, Shiraishi's analysis of the tennis route and the guidance of his sixth sense determined that the target of Phillips' shot was his right knee.

With a flash of thought, he quickly put the tennis racket horizontally and stopped it in front of his right knee.

boom!

Boom!!

Peng Ba!!!

Amidst a series of sounds, smoke and dust rose everywhere.

The next second, I saw a tennis ball bouncing high and flying out of the left half of the right half of the court.

As a peerless expert who has experienced hundreds of battles, the little white hat referee naturally saw the specific process, and with the linesman's confirmation, he quickly reported the score loudly.

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"Touch out of bounds."

"30-30."

As for the question of whether it was a foul, haha.

...

In addition to the chief referee, many people naturally saw this scene and immediately had different reactions.

A trace of pity flashed deep in the eyes of Sydmund Wesker.

Osamu Watanabe stopped being lazy and became nervous instantly, secretly thinking that he was lucky and thankful.

As for the people at the entrance passage, led by Sora Kitagawa, all of them were of extraordinary strength, they could naturally see everything clearly.

A series of suddenly condensed eyes stared at Phillips on the tennis court.

Deliberately attacking the opponent's body, especially the very important knee, has happened for the first time in the entire exchange match.

"That guy did it on purpose!"

Fu'er, who had always been gentle and loved making friends, cared very much about his companions, couldn't bear it anymore, and his ice-blue eyes suddenly opened, gradually becoming colder.

Next to him, Uncle Atobe, who had an equally cold face, covered half of his face with one hand, and his eyes shone with ice crystals.

"Fortunately, at the last moment, Shiraishi blocked it with a tennis racket, so he probably wasn't injured."

At this time, Kitagawa Sora also turned off his Sharingan.

Said coldly.

"Don't worry, your knee is fine."

"As for that guy, Shiraishi will repay him well in his own way!"

There was a coldness in everyone's words.

...

"Ah, lie, lie~~~"

"It was so close, it almost hit my knee."

After the smoke and dust dispersed, on the tennis court, Shiraishi and Phillips stared at each other across the net.

"Oh~ are you okay?"

"It's really a pity."

After Phillips made a sarcastic remark, under Shiraishi's increasingly cold gaze, he said something pointedly.

"Actually, you should make some smart choices."

"For example, admit defeat as soon as possible. Otherwise, I don't know what the consequences will be, Bible boy."

The last four words are full of 'advice'.

After glancing at Shiraishi, Phillips moved forward.

Shiraishi, on the other hand, responded without any sign of weakness, causing Phillips to freeze.

"Phillips, do you know what it feels like to end up crying?"

"I will make you cry at the end of this game."

ever!

When their eyes met again, sparks flew everywhere.

...

Da~da~da~~~

The familiar sound of batting the ball appeared again under Shiraishi's hands.

But this time, for some reason, Shiraishi standing on the tee gave everyone a completely different feeling.

ever!

brush!

Toss the ball, bend the body, bow the waist, lead the racket, and swing.

Peng!

A serve that showed no power at all, and even gained one point, ran towards the center line of the service area on the right half.

This time, Shiraishi chose the inside-center route for his serve.

As for the purpose...

Bang!

There was another pull, and Phillips' eyes turned cold as he watched the tennis ball fly to the center line again.

Because he discovered that Shiraishi at this moment, or rather the match between the two of them, was very similar to the situation in the previous two doubles matches.

It was all after their M country team played a unique move, and the opponent just continued to play the same ball path as the previous ball.

It seems to be saying... If you have the ability, fight again and see how I can break your trick!

And the result, the four members of Country M's doubles who were completely defeated and completely defeated, is the best vivid illustration.

But for Phillips, at this moment, he felt insulted, an insult to his genius.

Gritting his teeth, Phillips glared at Shiraishi, who had a calm expression on the left half and seemed to be waiting for something.

"hateful!"

"How dare you look down on me so much and lump me and Andrew and four other losers together!"

"Who am I! I am the great 'sea artist' - Phillips!"

"Damn guy!"

"Since you can't wait to experience the pain of being hit in the knee, then let me satisfy you!"

"Ahhhh!!!"

"Evil Shark Sneaks!!!"

While roaring, Phillips once again assumed that unique and strange posture.

Lean forward with a long stride, turn sideways and swing the racket at a large angle. The whole body tilts upward and rotates around the axis at a large angle to swing the racket.

Peng~呲!!!

Amid the exclamations of the entire audience, the irregular low-altitude arc ball carrying super spin - the 'Evil Shark Submarine' - was once again hit by Phillips and flew towards Shiraishi.

"Ahhhh~~~Look, it's that one!"

"Be careful!"

"It's that 'Evil Shark Diving' again!!!"

...

"Bible boy, just stand down in pain!"

"In case you can't play tennis anymore, you must remember my existence!"

"It was me, Phillips, the great 'Artist of the Sea', who buried your career with my own hands, hahaha~~~"

Seeing that shot flying towards Shiraishi, the power of the 'Evil Shark Submariner' seemed to have exceeded his previous limit. Phillips, who took advantage of the situation and stood firm, began to laugh wildly in his heart.

However.

On the left half, Shiraishi's actions made everyone stunned.

Facing the 'Evil Shark Sneak' that was approaching at a rapid speed, Shiraishi not only made no move to avoid it, but instead just took a side step and froze in place.

The pair of clear and bright maroon gemstones quietly stared at the vicious shark tennis ball that was about to bite.

One refraction, two refractions, three refractions...

Here we come, the evil shark is already here, and this time its target is Shiraishi's left knee.

ever!

"Found you!"

brush!

The next moment, amid the exclamations of the entire audience, Shiraishi's body suddenly turned from stillness, and the tennis racket that had been prepared in his left hand was swung out vigorously with a small side step to the right.

Bang!

With a crisp popping sound, the tennis racket accurately captured the attacking tennis ball at the original knee position.

Stop!

boom!

In one of Phillips' dazes, the tennis ball flew past him in the open space to his left.

"Score valid."

"40-30."

When the referee announced the score, Phillips raised his head and stared at Shiraishi, clenching his fists and clenching his cheeks.

Just like the previous 'Killer Whale Hunting', and just like the previous two doubles matches, his new trick failed directly after one ball.

"hateful!!!"

"How could it be!"

"How could he crack it so quickly!"

It is absolutely impossible to say that his mentality did not fluctuate when his two special tricks were broken one after another.

At this time, Bai Shi's voice sounded at the right time.

"'Killer Whale Hunting' and 'Evil Shark Sneaking', to be honest, although your two moves are a bit flashy, their power and ideas are quite good."

All the bells and whistles...

Phillips' fists clenched tighter.

...

Peng!

A textbook perfect serve as always.

As for this goal, Phillips, who was adjusting his mentality and state, could not even make any big resistance, let alone use new tricks to counterattack.

Shiraishi's decision to eagerly go to the net allowed him to catch a momentary flaw and hit the baseline with a through ball, allowing Shiraishi to directly win the first round.

"Score valid."

"Game, Shiraishi takes the lead, score 1-0."

"Exchanging venues."

...

Coach's bench on the sidelines.

"Phillips, is it okay?"

Phillips is closing his eyes, adjusting his state, letting himself forget everything about the previous round, and treating the game as starting from scratch.

Coach Sidmund Wesker's deep inquiry and the obvious tone of "can you do it?" made Phillips feel heartbroken and angry.

"Coach Wesker!"

"Please rest assured, I will win!"

"This is just the first game. Even if I defeat my 'Killer Whale Hunt' and 'Evil Shark Snorkel', so what, I still have other moves that are useless!"

"In addition, the reason why he was able to receive my 'Evil Shark Submarine' before was just a little clever."

"Next time, I won't give him a chance!"

At the end of his speech, Phillips' eyes narrowed slightly, and his confidence increased again.

Yes, he, the genius Phillips, the artist of the sea, had discovered the subtlety of the previous ball.

The reason why that guy was able to catch the 'Evil Shark' was simply because he grabbed the ball and tried to attack his legs and knees.

From the results of the legs and knees, we can infer the probability of the corresponding ball path to catch the tennis ball.

In this case, as long as the 'Evil Shark Sneak' doesn't attack the knees, but attacks other places, the Bible boy will never be able to catch the ball.

Well, of course, the above is just Phillips's idea. Whether it is feasible or not really depends on the situation on Shiraishi's side.

But, regardless of whether it is true or not, Phillips' confidence has returned anyway. This has also led to the return of Sidmund Wesker's confidence.

Seeing the confident Phillips, Sidmund Wesker suddenly smiled.

"Come on, Phillips, my proudest genius, I believe you can do it. Victory belongs to us!"

Of course, there are people like Sidmund Wesker who believe in Phillips, and there are also people who don't think highly of Phillips.

m national team lounge.

Chico Balentin, who was watching the live broadcast, was silent.

The four Andrews, who had just encountered the same experience before, also fell silent.

"Alas~~~"

With a long sigh, Chico Balentin felt relieved after some adjustments.

"I didn't expect that we would encounter failure on Neon's side."

"It's really..."

While Andrew and the Brady brothers were speechless, Chico Balentin shook his head leisurely.

Yes, several people have already seen clearly that, just like the previous two doubles, Phillips is about to lose the game.

The process is almost exactly the same.

Use a trick, get cracked, use a new trick, get cracked again, the hard strength is still not enough, the mentality gradually collapses, and then... lose the game...

Thinking of the same routine in three games, Chico Balentin became angry.

——Which asshole on the other side came up with this way to win?

——Isn’t this too irritating?

As for Phillips, Chico Balentin shook his head helplessly.

He saw clearly that the current Phillips was just deceiving himself and others because he was in the game.

Pretending to ignore the strength of the opponent and deceiving oneself about one's own weakness, all of this is just an unwillingness to admit it.

After all, the genius Phillips, the artist of the sea, seems to have rarely encountered failure.

...

As the saying goes, things are unpredictable. Just like football, tennis is round and anything is possible.

Chico Balentin is naturally familiar with failure. No one will always win, not even him who is lucky.

Well, although so far, he still maintains an unbeaten record in the main game.

However, failure also has its advantages. Without the influence of other things, Chico Balentin began to enjoy the game leisurely and look forward to his opponent for a while.

He was very curious, what kind of tennis player would be the leader of the Neon team like this?

Will it...let him face his first failure?

...

On the tennis court, Phillips, who has always been different from Chico Balentin, once again disagreed with Chico.

At this moment, he still believed that he had a good chance of winning.

Therefore...

Da~da~da~~~

Phillips, who switched to the left half, slapped the tennis ball and grinned amidst the rhythm.

"Bible Boy!"

"I, Phillips, are not something you can scare!"

Thinking that Shiraishi got the concept of "Evil Shark Submarine" by playing some clever tricks, Phillips' confidence has skyrocketed.

"Take the move!"

brush!

While the tennis ball was being tossed, Phillips lowered his waist a lot, bent his body backwards, and almost folded his body in half, causing the audience to scream in surprise.

The next moment, while Phillips was laughing and shouting wildly, he pulled the racket at a super wide angle and hit the tennis ball hard.

"Swordfish Raid!"

Boom!

Stop!

Like wind, like light, like lightning, as Shiraishi watched intently and calmly, a golden beam of light wrapped around the tennis ball and pierced towards it at rapid speed.

I have to say that although Phillips has the usual arrogance of a genius, his strength is indeed remarkable.

The power of this serve is really good.

tread!

Bah!

The soles of his shoes were rubbing against the ground, and Shiraishi started to move in an instant. He stopped and swung the ball, facing Phillips' "Swordfish Raid".

peng~

But unfortunately, the sudden appearance of the fast ball made Shiraishi's dynamic vision capture slightly off.

The tennis ball hit the frame of the racket, flew horizontally, and floated out of the court.

Out of bounds, Phillips scored, 15-0.

But...

Listening to the sudden shouts in the stadium and looking at the updated score on the scoreboard, it was obvious that he had scored a point by serving, but Phillips' mood suddenly changed.

brush!

He raised his head and looked at Shiraishi, who was silent and calm on the right half of the opposite court, preparing to receive the next serve.

"He just... actually encountered..."

Yes, at this moment, Phillips discovered the reason for his mood deviation.

The biblical boy on the opposite side, Kuranosuke Shiraishi, actually almost caught his own 'Swordfish Raid' on the first ball just now...

"Impossible! Impossible! Impossible!"

"It must have been an accident just now, a fluke!"

Phillips, who continued to choose to deceive himself, once again threw the tennis ball high.

"Look at me!"

"Swordfish Raid!"

Boom!

Amidst the explosion, a lightning-like 'Swordfish Attack' pierced towards Shiraishi.

And the next moment.

In Phillips' suddenly frozen expression, the yarn he had been using as a 'deception' was ruthlessly shattered.

Stop!

Peng!

Under Shiraishi's ruthless counterattack, the tennis ball turned into a golden beam of light and passed directly to the left of Phillips.

"Score valid."

"15-15."

At this time, as the referee's score report sounded, the entire venue was once again plunged into commotion, and Phillips' mood was also in turmoil.

In the right half of the field, Shiraishi's voice sounded slowly.

"'Swordfish Raid' is a pretty good fast serve, but it's not enough in front of me who often catches 'As Fast as the Wind'."

Shiraishi felt unhappy when he thought of the days when he was abused by Sanada's explosive version of 'Flying Wind'.

The look in Phillips' eyes gradually became subtle.

They are all about quick serves, why not use him...

...