Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

"Score valid."

"Game, Kitagawa Sora, score 2-0."

In the Ariake Arena, the referee's score report and the cheers of countless spectators complemented each other, forming a powerful momentum that resounded throughout the entire venue.

However, even with such a commotion, it did not wake Chico up.

In the bitterness, Chico, who lowered his head, truly tasted the feeling of being "crushed". He had mixed feelings for a while, and his mind could not calm down.

In his past tennis career, apart from training matches, the experience of always winning in the main matches gradually gave Chico a different sense of self-confidence.

Although I have been warning myself not to be arrogant, arrogant, or astray...

However, being victorious along the way will eventually cause Chico's character and thoughts to gradually change.

And now.

In this so-called exchange match, facing the extremely powerful Sora Kitagawa, Chico tasted the feeling of being crushed for the first time.

Strong physical strength, speed, endurance, superb tennis skills, and super skills at your fingertips.

Either others' 'His as Fast as the Wind', or his own 'Kamili-ryu Ice Dragon Soaring Sky' and 'Kamili-ryu Frost Destruction'. That display of strength was stronger than ever before, and Chico enjoyed it once.

Feeling of powerlessness one after another.

Can't fight back, can't fight back, can't fight back!

The ACE ball and the tennis racket were directly hit.

Seeing that it was ready to continue, Kitagawa Sora was hit with a more powerful blow, every time.

"Huha~huha~~~"

The sound of wind and breathing sounded all at once.

Taking a deep breath, Chico closed and opened his eyes, adjusted his condition, and looked at Sora Kitagawa in the left half.

"Beichuan!!!"

ever!

In an instant, as his eyes condensed, in the haze of light, Chico's fighting spirit became firm again.

No matter whether it is crushed or not, no matter what the situation is, no matter what happens...

In short, there is no retreat in this game.

...

The wind blows and the war resumes.

After the clicking sound of the ball, the tennis ball flew out of Chico's hand.

brush!

Peng!

With a crisp sound, the tennis ball flew extremely fast.

With Dong's sound, the tennis ball accurately landed on the center line of the service area in the left half of the court, but a strange refraction occurred.

It turned out that it was a pebble that changed the original direction of the tennis ball.

"Hmm~ It's this way."

Amidst the whispers, Kitagawa Sora, who had already reached the center line and prepared a backhand shot, flicked his feet hard and quickly began to move his body backwards.

Kitagawa Sora, who turned around in the air, took advantage of the situation and stroked the racket.

Swing the racket sideways from left to right, cutting towards the tennis ball.

Peng 呲~

The tennis ball flew straight into the sky with a terrifying spin.

Seeing this scene, Fuji was the first to be stunned in the entrance passage and couldn't help but whisper.

"Hmm~"

"Under such circumstances, you can actually defeat the white dragon..."

Playing the "White Dragon" in that awkward posture, Fuji said that even he, a developer, has never tried it.

Hmm~ You can try it next time~~~

...

"That move!"

"Appeared! White Dragon!"

In the noisy and noisy venue, a chorus of shouts cheered Chico up even more.

After some careful prediction and analysis, Chico no longer hesitated and quickly started to spread his legs and retreat towards the bottom line of the backcourt at high speed.

The next second.

Peng!

A crisp sound sounded under Chico's shot.

Although the white dragon fell from the sky, after some violent friction on the bottom line, it ejected irregularly.

However, Chico, despite being prepared in advance, narrowly caught Bailong's ball path and hit the net at the last moment.

However, although he fought back the white dragon in danger, the crisis that Chico encountered did not dissipate.

"not good!"

With a low voice, Chico quickly swung his legs and moved forward to make up for the loss, fearing that Sora Kitagawa would hit a cutting short ball.

On the other hand, Kitagawa Sora smiled again when he saw Chico's actions.

Faintly, there is a tendency to see through everything and control the entire scene.

"Now that you've noticed the short ball at the net, let's try this trick."

brush!

As he spoke, there was a soft sound in the air, and the tennis racket held in his right hand was lifted straight up, high above his head, with the frame facing straight forward.

"Round table whip!"

Amid Kitagawa Sora's cold drink, the side frame of the tennis racket carried the force of a gust of wind and slashed hard at the tennis ball flying in front of him.

Boom!

boom!

Under the extreme concentration of power, a golden beam of light fell like a meteor, and in the blink of an eye, it hit in front of Chico.

The next moment, Chico gritted his teeth and started to shoot, and began to violently rub and rotate with the ground.

呲呲呲~~~

Hugh~~~

Phrin~~~

In an instant, starlight points floated up and condensed into a golden light curtain, covering Chico completely.

In one minute and twelve seconds, twelve golden streams of light, in the shape of a spiral tunnel, completely swallowed up Chico.

A 'round table slap', with the most fantastic special effects, left Chico helpless.

The tennis ball I chose out of desperation turned out to be nothing more than a phantom.

"I can't find it at all!"

Under the canopy of the starry rain, Chico couldn't help but be stunned for a while. The 'round table slap' just now began to replay in his mind.

Under the super rotation, the twelve tennis balls differentiated. Chico had just eliminated five phantoms.

In other words, there are still seven tennis balls. It is difficult to tell whether they are true or false. You can only choose to swing them randomly and make your fateful choice.

It's a pity that the choice this time did not get the attention of the goddess of luck. In other words, it has been blessed by the lucky buff, but it still failed to be selected.

After all, it is a choice among seven, and the factors involved are even more complicated.

Of course, this does not mean Chico cuisine.

On the contrary, being able to see through five phantoms directly in the first round table attack is actually quite powerful.

At this time.

After recalling the pictures, Chico's thoughts gradually returned.

In the stadium, the shouts gradually faded away, and eyes full of expectation and excitement were all looking at the tennis court, waiting for the next wave of shouts to come.

Just at that moment, a breeze blew up, bringing Sora Beichuan's confident and cold voice.

"Then let the game continue, Chico."

...

"Huh~~~"

brush!

The tennis ball was thrown into the air again.

"No matter what I say, I can't lose all the way!"

"Get this ball back!"

Chico knew that if Kitagawa Sora kept gaining momentum, the situation of the game would change from 'not good' to 'very bad'.

Although Kitagawa Sora's strong strength continued to increase the pressure on Chico, Chico, who had never had the option of surrender, did not want to lose the game in such an embarrassing manner.

ever!

The eyes suddenly condensed, gathering concentrated mental power and fighting spirit, and began to move in a swarm.

His feet kept moving, and after a pause, Chico suddenly transformed into a cheetah and tiger, sprinting to the net with unyielding momentum.

The fight over the smallest distance is the most dangerous, the most exciting, and the most possible.

Therefore, in an instant, Chico made the decision to play tennis.

"Beichuan!"

A shout reached Beichuan Kong's ears.

"Yo~"

"You haven't given up yet, Chico, but that's right. If you give up, it won't be you!"

Kitagawa Kong smiled slightly, feeling very satisfied with Chico's initiative to initiate a 'challenge'.

If the tennis player he recognized just chose to give up and admit defeat, he would be very angry.

Faced with Chico's final struggle, Kitagawa Sora was not going to let go.

Therefore.

"Chico!"

A shout of response, a call to arms.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, and with the whole audience in an uproar, Kitagawa Sora took a long stride, sprinted away towards the tennis ball.

Peng!

With a soft sound, Kitagawa Sora touched the tennis ball in the midfield position.

An undercut curve ball crossed a perfect parabola and landed in the right half of the net in front of the net.

The impact contained in the tennis ball has been almost eliminated by Kitagawa Sora, leaving only violent rotation.

tread!

With heavy footsteps, Chico rushed over.

Staring at the tennis ball that bounced up at a weird angle after landing on the ground, he said calmly.

"What a strong spin!"

The tennis racket in his hand flipped over, and with the help of the shaking of his wrist, a reverse cutting pad hit the tennis ball, which neutralized most of the rotation. It lightly crossed the net and began to fall in an arc.

This time, Chico did the opposite.

I didn't think about playing tennis, but hit a fairly normal ball that went over the net and dropped.

"Hmm~ Changed tactics!"

And just after midfield, Kitagawa Sora, who subconsciously slowed down to catch the unexpected ball, was also slightly stunned, then figured it out and immediately took a big step.

Overall, Chico's unexpected idea was a success.

But it's a pity that Kitagawa Sora's strength blocked Chico from scoring.

brush!

With a very fast dodge, Kitagawa Sora appeared in front of the tennis ball. His movement speed increased again, making Chico's eyes narrow.

At this time, looking at the tennis ball that had just landed on the parallel surface of the upper edge of the net, Kitagawa let out a soft whisper.

"This height is just right."

While speaking, in the glowing eyes of everyone on the sidelines, Kitagawa Sora turned sideways and swatted, slightly bent his body, and raised his left racquet head directly above his shoulders.

"Catch me a ball!"

Under the slightly cold voice, from left to right, from top to bottom, a sharp cut was made towards the tennis ball.

Peng!

With a crisp sound, the tennis ball was suddenly given a terrifying spin, turned back over the net, and fell towards the left net area of ​​the right half of the court at a relatively large angle.

At this moment, Chico was still in the right area in front of the net. He never expected that Sora Kitagawa could arrive so quickly and even hit a short ball from a wide angle.

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tread!

With a heavy kick, Chico ejected, ready to save the ball.

This is Sora Kitagawa's offensive short ball, but it is also his opportunity ball.

As long as he can catch up with the ball, he will have enough attack points to choose from.

Play the corresponding short ball in the open area in front of the net, or directly cross the ball and hit the backcourt, or perform a fake move and adopt a diagonal attack...

A variety of different options will definitely break through Kitagawa Sora's defense and score this point.

With his eyes twinkling, Chico took a big step forward and stretched out the tennis racket in his hand to the limit, preparing to catch the ball and counterattack after the tennis ball hit the ground and bounced up.

However, the imagination is beautiful, but the reality is quite cruel.

But just a second later, Chico's tennis racket froze in the air, and the glimmer in his eyes disappeared.

Chico stared at the tennis ball in a daze, unable to speak for a long time.

Just because, in front of Chico's eyes, the short ball played by Sora Kitagawa did not bounce off the ground, but after some friction, it rolled straight towards the net.

And under Chico's careful observation, the ball really hit the ground.

"This ball is..."

After being stunned, Chico suddenly asked this question.

Beichuan Kong gave him a weak smile and replied.

"'Zero Short Ball'."

"How about the skills developed by Tezuka? It's amazing, isn't it?"

As he spoke, Kitagawa Sora's eyes looked far away towards the passageway at the entrance of the venue, his expression quietly showing.

“It’s really amazing.”

After thinking about it, Chico had to admit that this so-called 'zero short ball' was really quite good.

Chico's gaze moved forward and he saw Tezuka, Yukimura and others, with an inexplicable expression flickering.

...

soon.

On the tennis court, Chico calmed down and played against Sora Kitagawa again.

On Kitagawa Sora's side, he was also full of pride and wreaked havoc on the court.

Run, gallop, swing.

Under the sun, he showed off his passion and played one skill after another that made the whole audience excited.

...

Peng!

Amidst the flash of shock, Kitagawa Sora fired a long-lost 'gun bullet', which unexpectedly penetrated Chico's tennis racket and scored another point.

What's more, Ping Shanzhi in the entrance passage grinned and smiled.

...

Bang!

The figure of the Great Demon King leaping into the sky, with the background of the sun, completely enveloped and swallowed Chico, who was waiting for him.

In the midst of Mr. Atobe's arrogant coldness, a gorgeous "Waltz to Destruction" followed by "Escape to Frustration", three consecutive explosive smashes, once again shattered the struggling Chico's defense.

I have to say that Chico is still very capable and capable.

After hearing the word "Waltz to Destruction", I was immediately prepared, and his first smash was perfectly countered by him.

Seeing that the offensive was neutralized, Kitagawa Sora was also moved.

Unexpectedly, Chico hit another explosive smash, still attacking the handle of Chico's tennis racket.

It was only when Chico's clapping hand was sore and numb twice that he played the killer escape song.

It is equivalent to combining the "Waltz towards Destruction" and the "Escape towards Frustration".

It can only be said that Kitagawa Sora was the better one in the battle between the two.

...

After showing off the ball skills of all his teammates, Kitagawa Sora's state has officially entered a fever pitch.

Da~da~da~~~

"Chico!"

"Coming!"

brush!

Boom!

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

"Ang~"

In an instant, the frost world came again, and the ice crystal dragon traveled in the void, roaring to the nine heavens.

...

Boom!

"Shenriliu Frost Destruction!"

boom!

Boom!!

Rumble!!!

In an instant, tornadoes of frost ravaged the entire tennis court, bringing a scorching ice storm that tried to freeze everything and baptize everything.

...

There were explosions again and again, ice dragon impacts again and again, and frost infection again and again.

Gradually, Chico's movements became visibly slow.

The double oppression and impact on the mental and physical levels made Chico feel like he was trapped in a muddy swamp, unable to move even an inch.

Either the tennis racket was knocked away, or it was difficult to keep up with the tennis ball that seemed to travel at the speed of light, or it was directly suppressed on the spot.

In front of Kitagawa Sora with full firepower, Chico at this moment could no longer resist.

...

Peng!

"Score valid."

"Game, Kitagawa Sora, score 3-0."

...

Bang!

"Game, Kitagawa Sora, score 4-0."

...

Boom!

"Game, Kitagawa Sora, score 5-0."

...

Wow~~~

The first singles match gradually reached its climax, completely igniting the passion of the audience.

Countless spectators from all directions began to shout Kitagawa Sora's name.

"Beichuan! Beichuan! Beichuan! Beichuan!"

"Big devil! Big devil! Big devil!"

"Invincible! Invincible! Invincible!"

"The strongest on the surface! The strongest on the surface! The strongest on the surface!"

"Ahhhh~~~"

...

In the noisy Ariake Arena, the game on the tennis court gradually came to an end.

"Huha~huha~huha~~~"

On the right half of the court, Chico, who was sweating profusely in the receiving position, was breathing heavily.

Because he has been enduring the strong mental oppression of Sora Kitagawa and resisting the mental attacks from secretly, openly, from tennis balls, and from sight, Chico's spirit is very consumed.

At this moment, his face was even a little pale.

Especially Kitagawa Sora's scarlet eyes made him feel extremely stressed.

It's like...witnessing the abyss of hell...

Needless to say, on the physical level, although there are fewer games and fewer hits, the load placed on Chico every time Kitagawa Sora's ball is hit back is simply impossible to calculate based on common sense.

Right now, Chico's hands were not only sore and numb, but his whole body was numb. This was a symptom that his physical strength was about to be exhausted.

But even though the game has come to the last goal.

Although both physically and mentally he was exhausted, Chico still forcibly dug out his last bit of strength, supported himself, and stared at Kitagawa Sora on the opposite side.

Da~da~da~~~

In the left half of the court, the serving position and the rhythmic sound of hitting the ball kept ringing, like the final bell.

Although he was also sweating, Kitagawa Sora, who still looked in very good condition, looked at Chico across from him in the distance.

The breeze blew, and their eyes intertwined.

In the meeting of eyes, there is a flicker of thoughts.

Snap!

The sound of batting stopped.

Holding a tennis ball in one hand, Sora Kitagawa looked at Chico and said pointedly.

"Chico!"

"This last ball should be regarded as my gift to you!"

"I hope that when we fight again next time, you will have already set foot in the world!"

ever!

Concentrating, the aura gradually accumulated, and gradually, in Chico's eyes, Kitagawa Sora's figure gradually became illusory.

"Beichuan!"

"Come!"

In a forced final roar.

The next moment, a buzzing sound resounded throughout the tennis court, shaking Chico's world.

In the left half of the court, Sora Kitagawa threw the tennis ball straight into the air, and then raised the tennis racket up into the sky.

The majestic spiritual power began to surge, and the radiance of the immortal body and the brilliance of the Sharingan began to shine for the final time.

A cold figure wearing a feathered fabric stood behind Kitagawa Sora.

His eyes are slightly closed, his body is upright, and he is holding a silver-white knife.

"Chico!"

"Bye now!"

ever!

In an instant, a startling light rises, a startling scream appears, and dreams spin!

"As big as the sky..."

"Break it into pieces, Mirror Flowers and Water Moon!"

涔!

In an instant, a silvery white light seemed to shine, illuminating the whole world.