Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Chapter 305 Beichuan Sora vs Akutsu

Phew~

The noisy wind exaggerated the tragedy on the field.

Peng!

Bang!

Boom!

peng!

…

Under the sound of a series of hitting balls, fierce streams of light appeared directly from Akutsu's tennis racket.

The tennis ball is flying at extremely high speeds, sweeping across the sky and galloping across the tennis court.

And in exchange.

One after another, middle school and high school students were hit by tennis balls, leaving bruises and bruises. They fell to the ground with blood spraying on them, and followed in the footsteps of horse-faced high school students.

Winter~

Pfft~pass~

duang~

Boom~

"Ah~~~"

"Uh~"

"No, don't come over, get out of here~"

"Akutsu, I was wrong, I apologize to you, please let me go~"

"Spare my life~"

…

The sounds of wailing, moaning, pain, begging for mercy, and panic... composed a tragic piece of music on this empty field.

As for the creator of the music...

"Go on, next one!"

The cold and icy voice of death, the expressionless pale face, the arrogant eyes, the chilling character that cast aside pity, the fragrant violent actions, the bohemian personality and the wild and violent style of play...

Everything outlines the image of the weirdo Akutsu at this moment.

——A very typical evil deed.

Of course, it is different from the fear, fear, fear, resentment and one-sided perception of the horse-faced high school students.

Kitagawa Sora, who was sitting on the stand and quietly watching everything in his spare time, knew that the weirdo Akutsu was more than just the half he showed.

[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www. Android and Apple are available.]

In the original plot, there is a kind response to his friend Takashi Kawamura, a brave act of justice to Kirihara Akaya, and a sincere response to Taichi Dan.

As the saying goes, things have two sides, and people also have two sides.

The good and evil of Akutsujin can be said to be two sides of the same coin. Of course, it can also be said that... good and evil are not yet determined.

Doing everything from the heart is the life creed of the weirdo Akutsu.

If you are unhappy, I will beat you.

If you like it, I'll help you.

Do what you want to do and don't do what you don't want to do. This is Akutsujin.

…

In his mind, he recalled various information and descriptions about Akutsu, and then intertwined them with everything he saw before him.

"The words of the weirdo Akutsu..."

"good."

Gradually, a smile appeared on the corner of Kitagawa Sora's mouth.

…

Quack~Quack~Quack~~~

Shu~Shu~Shu~~~

Huh~huh~huh~~~

The autumn wind blows, the branches sway and crows fly.

The dark clouds dispersed and the sunshine came.

On the tennis court that Kitagawa Sora was looking at, except for Akutsu, who was still holding the tennis racket on his shoulder with one hand, no one was standing anymore.

In the still chilly and cold atmosphere, there were wailing screams that had not subsided.

On the sidelines of the right half of the court, people were pushing people to the ground in twos and threes, supporting each other, leaning on each other, and trembling.

Looking at the not-so-tall figure opposite, he felt so frightened.

This is true for high school students, and it is also true for junior high school students.

Now they just want to slap themselves twice, tell you to talk too much, tell you to gossip about people behind their backs, tell you to talk nonsense, make noises, and be arrogant...

At this moment, they how much they want to start over today.

When the time comes, I will definitely not come to trouble this devil. No, I will simply not come to this wild field.

However, now that things have happened, now we have to think about how to get out of here, well, without having our legs broken.

As for what you said about regrouping and taking revenge, huh?

Hissssssssss~~~

After looking up and taking a glance at Ajiujin, a stream of cold air penetrated into everyone's heart, making their hearts cool and their hearts soaring.

"Don't think too much, brother."

"This guy is a cruel person, don't mess with him."

That's right, after suffering a severe beating from Akutsu, these people were completely frightened.

This is not a question of being cowardly or not, the main thing is...

"Brother, look at him, he seems to dare to break our legs~~~"

"Brother, take a step back, the sea and the sky are brighter~~~"

At the end of the sentence, the two boys' voices even began to tremble.

Hissssssssss~~~

The air-conditioning penetrated into my body, it was so cold.

…

ever!

A cold eye stared at a group of people who were half lying and half sitting. With wild steps and cold eyes open, Akutsu stepped forward with a hint of violence.

The tennis racket in his hand was beating again and again on his shoulder.

He began to scan the crowd with his fierce gaze, seeming to be selecting a lucky person who could be the first to enjoy the 'leg-breaking service'.

Such actions made a group of people swallow their saliva repeatedly and shrink back as hard as they could.

"Big...big...brother..."

"A...A...Akutsu..."

"We were wrong, please spare us~~~"

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I'm so sorry~~~"

…

In panic and fear, a group of people said sorry and apologized at the fastest speed in their lives with trembling voices.

Even in the end, a group of people directly used the soil seat.

Seeing the weak (actually conscientious) appearance of the group of people in front of him, Akutsu stopped in his tracks.

There was a trace of disdain in the cold and cold eyes.

For Akutsu, fighting with rubbish will result in a price drop.

"Cut~"

"A bunch of trash!"

"Get out of here!"

The words were filled with deep disgust and dissatisfaction, and even a hint of irritation.

However, the content of the words made the group of people sitting in the lower seat burst into laughter and almost shed tears of happiness.

"Yes~yes~yes~"

"We are trash, trash."

"Get out now, get out now."

"Quick, quick, pull me up."

"Help me, hurry up."

Wow~~~

Amidst the series of sounds, a group of people no longer cared about the soreness and pain in their bodies.

If your nose is bleeding, wipe it quickly; if your eyes are bruised, cover them; if your feet are broken, drag them away.

You quickly pulled me, and I supported you, and started to move, preparing to escape.

But at this moment, an accident happened, causing a group of people to freeze in place, neither moving nor daring to run.

But the reason was just that Akutsu suddenly stopped, raised his head, and made a 'hmm' sound.

"Hmm~"

Ka~ka~ka~~~

Underneath the stiff body is the wailing mental activity of a group of people.

"Damn~"

"What happened?"

"Should we run or not?"

…

"Stop running away..."

"just in case……"

…

And just as a group of people seemed to be waiting for the Lord of Hell to pronounce the sentence of life and death.

Kitagawa Sora, who was originally sitting in the stands, walked over slowly with his legs in step.

"Yo~"

"Has it been dealt with?"

The laughter and questions were mixed with a hint of joy and satisfaction.

There was no way Kitagawa Sora, who had watched the entire tennis match, was dissatisfied with Akutsu's performance.

From the beginning, I was a little unfamiliar, so I could only imitate the opponent.

As for the comprehensive summary below, follow your body's inability and your own talent to absorb everything, evolve it, and become your own tennis.

All of this demonstrates Akutsu's abnormal athletic talent.

Isn't it just a tennis game? Learn to play now and still beat a bunch of people to the ground.

This kind of performance is worthy of the name of "weirdo" and worthy of the comment of Yamabuki's head coach, Mikiya Tian, "a rare sports genius in a century."

…

"Who are you?"

Cold words came out of Akutsu's mouth.

The sharp feeling, like a blade, made a group of people standing nearby tremble subconsciously.

After glancing at this group of people, Akutsu's eyes returned to Kitagawa Sora.

My first impression is that this guy is a little too handsome. (Tsk~)

The second feeling is that the smile on this guy's face is a bit 'sincere'. (Frown~)

The third feeling is that this guy... seems to have come to the door specially! (Zeng!)

That intuition, like a lonely beast hunting in the wilderness, made Akutsu's eyes freeze.

He looked Kitagawa Sora up and down, trying to find a flaw so that he could take a preemptive strike when he was ready to take action later.

For Akutsu, few people would give him sincere smiles except that old woman.

For so long, in terms of peers, he was the thick-browed idiot he met in the karate gym.

And now.

The guy in front of me is the second one!

Therefore, Akutsu, who is somewhat resistant to this kind of thing due to personality issues, habitually prepares to turn himself into a 'hedgehog'.

"Cut~"

The tennis racket on his shoulder began to beat rhythmically.

"Are you with these guys?"

Akutsu raised his head arrogantly, and his contemptuous eyes began to sweep across, from the group of people with trembling legs next to him, to Sora Kitagawa, whose expression remained unchanged.

"Are you going to stand up for these guys?"

"Um?"

However, in the face of Akutsu's sudden provocation, Kitagawa Sora remained calm and his expression did not change.

With a faint smile, he spoke.

"First of all, I'm not on the same side as them, so naturally I won't stand up for them."

"Secondly."

"Hello, I am Kitagawa Sora."

"This time, I came here specifically to find you."

"Are you interested in having a tennis match, Akutsu-kun?"

After the self-introduction with a smile, there was an enthusiastic invitation to compete.

And Kitagawa Sora's words undoubtedly made Akutsu stunned. To be honest, he was a little surprised and a little confused.

…

The other side.

The conversation between Kitagawa Sora and Akutsu made a group of people at the center of the storm frightened and almost cried.

"Why don't you stand out? Brother, we are sincerely convinced. We are really convinced and don't want to cause trouble."

"We just want to get out of here and hide far away, so that we will avoid you when we see you in the future."

"Woooooo~~~"

However, Kitagawa Sona's words after "Secondly" also brought the psychological activities of this group of people to a sudden halt.

Then he swallowed his saliva and stared at Kitagawa Sora in disbelief.

Lips and teeth trembled, eyes exchanged, and suspicious whispers began.

"Hey~hey~!

!”

"What did this guy just say?"

"He said his name was 'Kitagawa Sora'..."

"He's inviting Akutsu to a tennis match..."

"etc!

!”

"Kitagawa Sora! Tennis!"

…

Whoosh!

The junior high school student headed by the little man with yellow hair raised his head and looked at Sora Kitagawa, his eyes so hot and exciting that Akutsu turned his head and frowned.

"You...you...you are the 'Great Demon King'!"

"The Great Devil of Beichuan! National Champion!"

"The invincible and strongest player in the Chinese tennis world!"

"The strongest on the surface! Miracle maker!"

"Ahhhh~~~"

"It's incredible that we can actually meet the big devil here!

!”

"By the way, signature, signature..."

Just when a group of people started to jump around, beaming with joy, they began to fumble for pen and paper, preparing to ask for signatures.

"Shut up!"

A cold shout from Ajiujin once again made a group of junior high school students feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave. Their bodies stiffened and they stood silently, not daring to move.

Thinking back on the words that had just passed into his ears, and after summarizing in his mind, Akutsu's frown gradually eased.

He looked at Beichuan Kong and said.

"Listen to what they just said."

"Are you strong?"

Looking at Akutsu who was getting serious in front of him, Kitagawa Sora smiled, knowing that he was mostly OK.

"That's okay."

This was such a modest response, which made the junior high school students next to him, who were afraid to speak any more, look a little weird.

Yes, that's okay, haha.

It’s almost the same as the average one who is ranked third in the world, the one who is OK at Peking University, or the one who is from an ordinary family like Ma Ge.

He is just recognized as the strongest person of his age group.

…

Of course, at this moment, the group of people next to them had been ignored.

Looking at the humble Kitagawa Sora, Akutsu asked again.

"Are you the strongest player in the Chinese tennis world right now?"

"Hmm~ It's limited to Neon. Junior high school students from other countries haven't had much experience with it."

Kitagawa Sora told the truth, but inexplicably gave people a domineering feeling.

It’s limited to Neon, just because the junior high school students in other countries haven’t beaten it yet. Once they do, they will be the strongest junior high school students in the whole world.

Hearing such a domineering statement that was completely opposite to his previous humility, a bright light flashed in Akutsu's eyes.

"very good."

Although his face and tone were still cold, Kitagawa Kong inexplicably felt a ray of heat deep inside.

After giving Kitagawa Sora a deep look, Akutsu turned around and walked straight to the left side of the tennis court to stand.

He picked up a tennis ball from the ground and squeezed it tightly in his hand.

Then he lifted the tennis racket on his shoulder and suddenly swung it forward, making a "swish" sound.

The head of the racket was pointed directly at Sora Kitagawa. Akutsu tilted his head, with a touch of excitement hidden in his eyes.

"Come."

"Watch me crush you, the strongest person."

At this moment, facing Sora Kitagawa, Akutsu turned his back on the guest and issued his own provocative words.

As for other things, Kitagawa Sora came here specifically to find him.

For Akutsu, it's not important at all.

Using a tennis ball to kill the guy called the 'strongest' in front of him and venting his desire to fight is what Akutsu wants to do most right now.

…

Looking at Akutsu on the left half, whose whole body began to exude a strong desire to fight, Kitagawa Sora's eyes flashed, and the smile on his face became even brighter.

"You guys should leave first."

Turning his head and looking at the group of people next to him who had been completely ignored by Akutsu, Kitagawa Sora raised his head and gave out the 'instruction'.

Although he was still smiling, his seemingly indifferent words made people dare not resist.

A few "instructions" just solved the entanglement and debate among this group of people who wanted to watch the game and some who wanted to escape quickly.

Gudu~

"Yes, let's leave now."

"Ah, yes, we are leaving now."

"I won't interrupt your game, haha."

Swallowing in fear and laughing, a group of people didn't dare to stay any longer and hurriedly supported each other and walked towards the exit of the field.

immediately.

Facing Akutsu's increasingly excited gaze, Kitagawa Sora took out his tennis racket from his tennis bag and stepped onto the court.

…

"Akutsu-san, although this is just a training match, the rules of the game still exist."

As Akutsu waited, Kitagawa Sora walked onto the right half court, but went straight to the net.

Lean the tennis racket on the ground and hold the handle with one hand.

"Before the start of the game, guess the shooting first, based on 'positive' and 'negative'."

"The letter on the racket handle is pointing up for positive, and pointing down is negative. The one who guesses correctly will get priority and choose to serve or play on the sidelines."

"Come on, let me tell you."

"Positive or negative."

The sudden explanation of the rules made Akutsu's whole body tense.

It's like fire meeting cold wind and ice water.

I couldn't help but feel angry in my heart, but looking at Kitagawa Sora's serious and sincere smile, Akutsu raised his eyebrows and said coldly.

"What a troublesome thing."

"burden!"

Huh~

After Akutsu made his choice, Kitagawa moved his empty hand vigorously, and the tennis racket began to spin.

Pa~ta~

With a soft sound, the racket falls to the ground with the letter on the handle facing down, which is "negative".

"Well, it seems that Akutsu-san's luck is good today."

"snort!"

"I want the right to serve."

"That's how it will be on the sidelines."

After snorting coldly, both of them made their own choices.

"Isn't it true that nothing has changed? It's unnecessary."

Listening to Akutsu's complaints, the smile on Sora Kitagawa's face became even brighter.

This action, changing the racket and guessing what comes first is not the point. It makes Akutsu understand tennis more clearly. This is the point.

Acceptance and cognition are always subtle.

…

Phew~

The wind was noisy, and the fighting spirit gradually became apparent.

After the group of people just now were driven away, Kitagawa Sora and Akutsu were the only ones left in the entire field.

The clouds parted and the light shone.

Da~da~da~~~

The self-taught method of hitting the ball to find rhythm points appeared in Akutsu's hands.

While staring at Sora Kitagawa across from him, the excitement and fighting spirit that gradually grew up appeared faintly in Akutsu's eyes.

The sense of danger that he sensed from Sora Kitagawa made Akutsu feel the blood starting to burn bit by bit for the first time in a long time.

"Oh~"

A roar came from his throat, and the tennis ball in his hand was thrown into the air.

The muscles of the bandaged right hand burst out, swinging the tennis racket through the air, and hit the tennis ball hard.

Peng!

Hugh~

With a crisp sound, the yellow stream of light sped out and flew straight into the sky of Beichuan.

Kitagawa Sora, who had been staring at Akutsu, also moved his eyes slightly and secretly smacked his tongue.

Just now, Akutsu's serving posture can already be said to be 'better than the previous one'.

In the battle with that group of people just now, through imitation and learning, Akutsu perfected his serving posture bit by bit.

But now, it seems that he has encountered some inspiration, or is driven by talent, and Akutsu's serving posture has once again evolved.

"I have to say, Akutsu, your talent is really extraordinary."

Step~

Brush~

Kitagawa Sora kept moving while talking.

Stepping out, he turned sideways and swung the tennis racket away.

Peng!

Hugh~

…

Seeing all Kitagawa Sora's actions, Akutsu's eyes moved slightly, and with a frown, he spoke.

"Is this your strength?"

"Didn't you say he is the strongest player in junior high school tennis?"

"This swing is just ordinary."

"Drink~ah!"

Step~

Brush~

Akutsu, who imitated Kitagawa Sora's movements and stepped forward to lead the racket, also used his body strength to swing the tennis racket and hit the ball hard.

Bang!

Hugh~

Under the screaming wind, the tennis ball ran towards the right half of the court at a faster speed.

…

"Oh~"

"My swing is very ordinary~"

"Thank you for the compliment~"

A smile bloomed on Kitagawa Sora's face.

While responding, he swung the racket, this time a whip shot with a slight angle.

…

"When you hit the ball just now, the angle at which the tennis racket was tilted was for the rotation of the tennis ball, hehe."

With a cold voice, Akutsu analyzed Kitagawa Sora's hitting, and finally said a mocking "ha".

Step~

With the same galloping steps, Akutsu swung out the racket, pressed it down at a slight angle, and then swung it towards the tennis ball with great force.

Bang!

Hugh~

"So, things like tennis are simple, boring and a waste of time."

"I can kill you if I just learn how to do it."

Raising his head and looking at Sora Kitagawa, Akutsu asked.

"You just said you came here specifically to find me. You didn't just want to find me to play such a boring sport that wastes time, huh."

…

Tread~tap~tap~

After taking four or five steps, Kitagawa Sora got into position in advance based on the ball path obtained through analysis.

While catching the ball and slapping the ball, he chuckled and responded.

"I'm here to invite you to play tennis."

"However, there is one point that needs to be refuted."