Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Wow~~~

"Who do you think you are?"

"How dare you say you want to kill all of us, hahahaha~~~"

"Courage is commendable. A boy born in junior high school, but he has strength and speaks big words, but they are two different things, huh!"

"Haha, you are indeed a specially invited student, and your tone is quite impressive."

"How dare you be so arrogant? Do you think this is still the world of your junior high school students?"

On the training square, because of Kitagawa Sora's domineering declaration, a burst of unknown anger suddenly rose in the hearts of the high school students.

They all looked at him angrily, their eyes widened, and they looked at Kitagawa Sora, taunting and venting the anger growing in their hearts.

who are they?

The talented high school students who entered the Neon U-17 training camp.

There are so many tennis players throughout high school, but they are the only ones who have become a part of this base and have stayed there until now.

Although compared to figures such as Byodoin Phoenix and Oni Jujiro who climbed to the top of this base as high school students, they are nothing.

But if the comparison target is replaced by ordinary high school students, they can also be called 'strong'.

Even the players who stay on Court No. 16 are different from the average high school tennis player.

After all, this base called ‘U17 Camp’ is a place used to train professional tennis players in reserve.

But now.

Let alone high school students, they were actually looked down upon by a junior high school brat.

One person to kill us all?

A first-year junior high school student?

Still smiling so happily?

???

However.

Facing the excited high school students, Kitagawa Sora stood proudly in front, but he still looked calm and calm, with a leisurely smile on his face without changing his expression.

No matter how the wind blows from east to west, from north to south, I will remain unmoved.

What does it have to do with me if high school students rise up?

Anyway...they're just some sidekicks who are about to be killed...

The group of high school students in front of me didn't even have a slightly important 'acquaintance', so they didn't deserve too much attention.

"Ha~ah~~~"

A leisurely yawn immediately condensed the entire atmosphere.

Kitagawa Sora's voice sounded again, and the mocking effect was doubled.

"Are you done with your anger?"

"If it's all over, let's start the game."

The tone is very dull and the content is very ordinary, but precisely because of this, it has achieved a charm that is 'not mocking but better than mocking'.

Looking at Kitagawa Sora in front of them, the high school students were gnashing their teeth and filled with rage. They could no longer hold back.

"snort!"

"The first game, I'll do it."

"I'm going to kill you."

A big man who looked to be a little over 1.9 meters tall, with a strong body full of rocky muscles, pulled away the crowd with both hands, and appeared in front of Kitagawa Sora like an armored chariot.

Underneath the fleshy face, his eyes flashed fiercely.

At this time, seeing the big guy appear, many high school students started shouting.

"Oh oh oh~~~"

"Come on, Dawu, fuck this boy down hard."

"If it's Sato, I have no objection."

"It's up to you, Sato!"

Sato Daitake, a freshman in high school, Sato Kotake's older brother, has a big body of 1.93 meters and is full of horizontal muscles. He is obviously a strength player.

Because of his playing style and Sato Daitake's simple and pure personality, he is still very popular among high school students.

"Xiao Wu, look at me."

Under Sato Daitake's nod, Kitagawa Sora was also quietly observing.

Looking at the big Sato Daitake, and then looking at the smaller Sato Kotake, the extreme contrast made Kitagawa Sora's heart flash with a strange color.

"It's really... weirdly abstract, haha~~~"

After whispering in a low voice, Kitagawa Sora gathered his emotions and looked at the big man Sato Daitake.

"Come on, big guy."

"However, you must be mentally prepared in advance."

After nodding, Kitagawa Sora walked straight towards a tennis court next to him.

The crowd dispersed, each looking for company, and prepared to watch the battle.

Be prepared to watch for a while how Sato Daitake teaches this ignorant boy.

On Sato Daitake's side, he also stepped on the ground with his huge legs and followed closely.

Kitagawa Sora's U17 base debut match is about to begin.

…

Phew~

Under the cold wind that felt icy to the touch, the rare warm winter sun emerged from the clouds and shone on the two people on the tennis court.

When an assistant coach took the referee's seat, the game officially started.

In front of the net, Kitagawa Sora and Sato Daitake stood across the net. The contrast between them was extremely effective when the distance was shortened.

Compared to Sato Daitake's burly figure, Kitagawa Sora looks much thinner and petite.

Although Kitagawa Sora, who has enjoyed the effect of "Xu Feigang·Height·Growth Magic" since the beginning of the second grade is approaching, has grown a lot in height, compared with Sato Daitake's 193cm, he is still not very tall after all.

enough.

"Pro or con?"

"just."

Under the heated discussion and attention of the surrounding high school students, Kitagawa Sora and Sato Daitake performed a game of guessing first.

Kitagawa idled, Sato Otake guessed.

Oh~~~

With a continuous whirling sound and a snapping sound, the tennis racket fell straight to the ground.

The letters on the handle are facing up, which means the front. Sato Daitake guessed it right.

But it's obvious.

According to Sato Daitake's current understanding, it is just a process that must be carried out, and it is not very important. After all, the opponent is just a junior high school student.

Therefore, seeing the ball coming to him, Sato Daitake was not very excited.

Not to mention Kitagawa Sora's attitude has always been indifferent.

Well, Kitagawa Sora would probably only care if the one standing opposite was Byodoin Phoenix or Oni Jujiro.

As for Sato Daitake...

Ha~

The big devil shrugged and said, isn't this just a casual attack?

…

Da~da~da~~~

The rhythmic sound of hitting the ball sounded in the left half.

The burly body leaned down slightly, following his breathing, Sato Daitake found the rhythm of hitting the ball.

At this time.

The assistant coach, who serves as the referee, announced loudly.

"Bounty match, the first match today, Sora Kitagawa vs. Daitake Sato."

"One set determines the outcome."

"In the first round, Sato Daitake serves."

Wow~~~

After the referee's announcement, there were cheers from the high school students on the sidelines.

"Saito, go harder and kill him!"

"Dawu, charge!"

"Three pitches!"

"Let's have a quick, clean fight!"

Under the loud voices, there were high school students who were still in high spirits, and their words were full of disdain for Kitagawa Sora.

And this time.

On the left half of the court, the rhythmic sound of hitting the ball suddenly stopped.

Sato Daitake grabbed the tennis ball with his left hand, looked at Kitagawa Sora on the right half who was ready to receive the serve, and reminded him loudly.

"Boy, be careful."

"Don't just talk big, but you can't even catch my serve."

Facing Sato Daitake's ridicule, Kitagawa Sora seemed to have not heard it and ignored it at all.

Instead, with a slight smile, he reminded him aloud.

"You have to be careful too."

"Because I'm...super strong!"

"snort!"

Listening to the weird tone of Kitagawa Sora's last three words, Sato Daitake snorted coldly.

Immediately, I saw Sato Daitake throw his left hand, and with a slight sound of breaking through the air, the pale yellow tennis ball took off.

"Look at me!"

"Tank serve!"

The burly body, like a tank, rotates from stationary to static.

The thick legs and arms, supported by the waist, combined with the force and bulging muscles, mobilized considerable strength.

Peng!

Under Sato Daitake's wide-open and wide-open swings, a stream of light flashed straight through the air, flying towards the service area in the right half of the court.

"Appeared!"

"Dawu's special skill!"

"A powerful serve like a tank blast!"

His younger brother Sato Kotake was so excited that he couldn't help but exclaimed and waved his fist with great confidence.

The surrounding high school students also had similar expressions.

Everyone was watching this tank serve on the tennis court, looking forward to the scene of Kitagawa Sora's tennis racket being knocked away.

However.

It's a pity that Kitagawa Sora will disappoint them.

What's more, his expression suddenly became dull.

Step~

On the right half court, seeing the ‘tank serve’ coming, Kitagawa stepped out.

As he moved his position, he still had that slight smile on his face.

Brush~

Amidst the almost silent movement, Kitagawa Sora raised the tennis racket in his right hand.

Whoosh!

Bang!

In an instant, a sound and an explosion merged into one.

The extremely fast swing of the tennis racket left behind a series of afterimages and hit the tennis ball that bounced off the ground.

Stop!

The extremely fast flashing yellow streamer flashed across the left half of the field.

This moment.

Sato Otake's left foot has not yet fallen, the joy on Sato Kotake's face has not faded, the excitement of the high school students has not subsided, and even the referee has not turned his head completely...

At this moment, the whole place suddenly fell silent.

The disappeared heated discussions, frozen expressions, unbelievable gazes, and incredible visions all appeared.

"How...is it possible..."

"What happened just now..."

"It's a lie..."

"It must be because my eyes are blurry..."

"How could that kid who is only in the first grade of junior high school fight back like that just now? Well, I must be dreaming..."

This moment.

Some people are really unbelievable, while some people are still arrogant, and some people have become silent.

A bitter taste gradually emerged in the hearts of many people.

There was still a trace of luck that kept them staring at the tennis court.

"Maybe... it was just an accident?"

But soon.

Sato Daitake used himself to show them what an 'accident' is.

…

"Ah~ drink!"

"Tank serve!"

Peng!

With a hint of hope that he was forcibly holding up, a serve carrying all the power of Daitake Sato flew straight to the right half of the court.

And the next second.

Whoosh!

Bang!

Under Sato Daitake's gaze, Kitagawa Sora once again performed an ordinary swing.

And this time it was a backhand swing.

However, with just such an ordinary swing, the familiar scene happened again.

Hugh~

Peng~Xiu~

The stream of light flickered and disappeared at speed, leaving just another touchdown mark.

Sato Daitake's serve was exactly the same, and Kitagawa Sora's return was exactly the same.

Stepping, initiating the racket, swinging, ordinary whipping, but not ordinary return.

That kind of terrifying speed made Zuotou Daitake despair.

"Unexpectedly..."

"It's really such a terrifying strength..."

Looking at Kitagawa Sora on the opposite half, Sato Daitake couldn't help but ask a question in his soul.

"Who are you anyway?"

Of course, this was a murmur that was close to his heart, and Kitagawa Sora didn't hear it, so he naturally didn't answer.

but……

Bang!

Hugh~

Peng~Xiu~~~

Looking at the field with some confusion, Kitagawa Sora, who once again broke through Sato Daitake's defense with a devastating force under one goal, and once again showed the power of the "One-Goal Superman", a senior high school student suddenly exclaimed

Voice.

"Beichuan Sora...Beichuan Sora...Beichuan Sora..."

"I remember! I remember! I remember!"

"Kitagawa Sora!"

"When I went home before, my sister, who was studying in the first grade of the National Academy of Sciences, mentioned this name!"

Suddenly, the attention of the surrounding high school students came to this high school freshman.

Under everyone's attention and inquiries, Brother Longtou, a senior high school student, spoke with a touch of surprise and horror.

"Kitagawa Sora has many gorgeous titles. In the previous national conference, he led the team to win the championship."

"More importantly, along the way, it is said that he has never lost a game."

"I heard he is the number one and strongest player in the tennis world in China."

Under the gazes circulating around him, the senior high school student continued to speak, but this time, there was a touch of bitterness.

"In my sister's mouth, Kitagawa Sora is equivalent to another word."

"The invincible...big devil!"

Suddenly, the whole place fell silent again.

The howling cold wind brought everyone's attention back to the tennis court.

Under the old-fashioned explanation from the senior high school student, a group of high school students gained a new understanding of Kitagawa Sora.

And this silent silence is the best explanation.

However, after a period of silence, some people still refused to give up.

"Hmph~"

"So what if he is the number one tennis player in the country!"

"We are high school students!"

Huh~

A series of eyes fell on Long Duding who was speaking.

Then each one of them nodded and signaled the dragon to take a look at the one-ball Superman who was showing off his power on the tennis court.

"Uh~"

Well, there does seem to be something wrong with the strength of this country's number one tennis player.

but……

"Hmph~"

"So what if he is a little more powerful!"

"Byodoin, Oni, and even Ochi Gekko, they will definitely be able to kill him!"

Huh~

A series of glances signaled Long Duoding to take a look at these people again.

Now it is not a matter of Byodo-in and Inequality-in. Kitagawa Sora's opponents during this period were them, and later it was Ochi Gekko's group of people.

"Uh~"

My heart was blocked again. Looking left and right, the eyes of Mr. Ding, the co-actor, suddenly lit up.

"snort!"

"Even we can still fight on wheels!"

"If it doesn't work once, just do it twice, if it doesn't work twice, do it three times, if it doesn't work ten times, do it twenty times, I don't believe it won't kill him!"

Feeling cruel in his heart, Mr. Ding, the co-actor, acted rogue.

However, his words made the surrounding high school students' eyes flash.

“Great idea!”

"War of Attrition!"

"That's it!"

"There's a chance to win!"

Forced into desperation, the casual guy Ding provided a path of hope for a group of high school students.

[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 an instant.

The eyes of the high school students were burning with fire again.

…

On the tennis court, Kitagawa Sora's attention was focused on the match with Sato Daitake, and he was unaware of the discussions among the high school students on the sidelines.

Of course, even if he knew about it, Kitagawa Sora probably wouldn't care about the war of attrition.

After all, let’s not talk about the issue of initiative and passivity.

As for the high school students after Court No. 10, the Big Devil said that killing him a hundred times would be completely fine.

Peng!

With a crisp sound, the camera returned to the game.

"hateful!"

"How can this guy's strength be so abnormal!"

Due to his strong physique, Sato Daitake could hardly breathe, but his heart was tired, his mind was under great pressure, and it was also very painful.

At this point in the game, it was no longer a question of whether to score or not. He couldn't even catch many of the balls hit by Kitagawa Sora.

If the game scene could be described in words, it would be...

In Sato Daitake's serving game, he used the special skill "tank serve". Kitagawa swung the racket in the air, completed the return, and then couldn't catch it.

Sora Kitagawa's serve, swing serve, ACE ball.

Or...

Kitagawa Sora's ball came flying, Sato Daitake fortunately completed the counterattack, and then Kitagawa Sora launched the offensive again, and then nothing happened.

Looking at Sora Kitagawa who looked like he was warming up in the opposite half, Sato Daitake felt confused.

Suddenly, he was speechless.

——So, is this guy too strong, or am I too weak...

With philosophical thinking, Sato Daitake fell into doubt in life.

…

Peng!

Stop!

Peng~Xiu~~~

As another stream of light flew past, the flash disappeared, and on the referee's bench, the referee blew the whistle to end the game.

"Score valid."

"Game, Beichuan, score 6-0."

"At the end of the set, the game is over, Kitagawa Sora wins."

The first bounty challenge on the first day came to an end with Sora Kitagawa's overwhelming victory.

After such a crushing game, the high school students present, while seeing Sora Kitagawa's powerful strength, also realized a key point.

Why did the coaches label this bounty as a 'challenge'.

Because this guy who is the bounty target is really strong compared to these players at the end of the court!

In front of the net.

After a polite handshake after the game, he looked at Sato Daitake who was in a dazed state and left the field in silence.

Kitagawa Sora's eyes began to move, scanning the high school students on the sidelines.

Huh~

The tennis racket in his right hand flew into the air and flipped continuously.

The radiant reflection of the jade white color is simply eye-catching.

Immediately, with the still faint smile, Kitagawa Kong opened his mouth and spoke boldly.

"So……"

"Next!"

Underneath the leisurely smile is Kitagawa Sora's confidence.

In his passionate declaration, the big devil said, I will fight a hundred of them!

I come, I conquer!

Conquering this U-17 training base starts with you!

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