Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

After a while.

As the sounds echoing in the backyard disappeared, the tennis court, which was the center of focus, returned to silence.

Phew~

The wind blew, stirring up ripples in everyone's hearts.

In the pavilion on the side of the court, Echizen Nanjiro and Echizen Renko looked in the direction of the tennis court, their smiles faded and they stopped laughing and joking.

Looking at Echizen Ryoma, one had deep eyes and the other had slightly worried eyes.

On the tennis court.

After three exchanges of venues, '0-1', '0-3', and '0-5', Echizen Ryoma arrived in the right half, breathing heavily and lying on the ground.

His whole body was soaked with sweat, stained with mud and dust, and his dirty 'makeup' showed his embarrassment.

A scarred tennis racket was lying quietly next to Echizen Ryoma.

The string is loose and there is a big hole in the middle.

In the last ball just now, Echizen Ryoma, who fought hard to catch up, was unwilling to fail and did not want to give up just like this.

Facing Sora Kitagawa's hit, he gritted his teeth and swung the tennis racket in his hand.

And the result is the current picture.

The net of the tennis racket was directly torn and pierced by the incoming ball. The terrifying impact directly knocked Echizen Ryoma away and fell to the ground.

And above the left half.

Kitagawa Sora, who had finished his 'warm-up', put on that familiar smile again. In a calm state of mind, he grabbed the tennis racket and adjusted the number of strings on the net.

The aura around him became increasingly profound and blurry.

…

"Huh~ha~"

Echizen Ryoma raised his body again, his eyes were blank, the light disappeared, and his eyebrows were lowered, hidden under the brim of his hat.

He grabbed his broken tennis racket from the ground and stared at it blankly.

The dark green hair ends hanging down weakly.

At this moment.

Perhaps because the game ended too quickly and cleanly, Echizen Ryoma's physical exertion was not great.

Except for the soreness and numbness in his arms caused by the hard hit from Sora Kitagawa, Echizen Ryoma's body was not tired.

Now, what he is tired of is his heart, spirit, and will.

Kitagawa Sora was only two years older than him, but in the previous game, he was the one who was completely beaten.

When we hit the back, Echizen Ryoma couldn't keep up with the rhythm at all.

One ace serve after another, one unanswerable volley after another, and one hit shot after another that sent his tennis racket flying.

Echizen Ryoma was immediately stunned.

The final score was '6-0', Kitagawa Sora's '6', and Echizen Ryoma's '0'.

Growing up, this was the second tennis player besides his father Echizen Nanjiro to make Echizen Ryoma so miserable.

What worries Echizen Ryoma even more is that Kitagawa Sora is only two years older than him!

After such a match in which he had no chance to fight back, Ryoma Echizen, who was confident and arrogant because of his long-lasting victory, was in a state of confusion.

…

Phew~

Huhu~~

Huhuhu~~~

The wind keeps blowing and rolling.

He picked up the broken tennis racket that was full of scars, lowered his head, and without saying a word, Echizen Ryoma turned around and was about to leave.

At this time.

Under the slightly chaotic and heavy footsteps, Kitagawa Sora opened his mouth and stopped Echizen Ryoma, who was walking with his back.

"Echizen!"

A call made Echizen Ryoma stop in his tracks.

Immediately, while Echizen Ryoma was waiting with his back, Kitagawa Sora asked an incomprehensible question.

"What do you play tennis for?"

"What's your tennis thing?"

"Have you seen your tennis balls clearly?"

He asked three questions in a row, slightly incomprehensible, making Echizen Ryoma's eyes hidden under the brim of his hat flicker slightly.

"The world of tennis is endless. With these three questions, let's continue exploring it."

Become stronger and grow.

Finally, with a slight smile, Kitagawa Sora said.

"Follow your own tennis path and become stronger, Ryoma~"

The words of encouragement and the sound of blessings, under Sora Kitagawa's loud voice, were Echizen Ryoma's action of reaching out to press the brim of his hat again.

And the sonorous words under the deep voice.

"I will become stronger and defeat you!"

After saying that, without looking back or pausing, Echizen Ryoma, who looked embarrassed but walked firmly, left the backyard.

On the left half of the court, he twirled the tennis racket in his hand. Kitagawa smiled indifferently and nodded inwardly.

All I can say is that he is indeed the 'unkillable' Echizen Ryoma.

And here at the pavilion.

Echizen Renko, who breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Echizen Ryoma disappearing around the corner at the door, and couldn't help but ask.

"Ryoma, he...should be fine, right?"

Next to him, Echizen Nanjiro responded with great air.

"Don't worry, Renzi."

"It's just that I was tortured for a game."

"This brat has been abused by me since he was a child. His resistance to this kind of thing is absolutely fine."

Looking at Nanjiro Echizen who was still very proud, Renko Echizen couldn't help but roll his eyes at him.

"You still have the nerve to say that."

Immediately, after giving Kitagawa Sora a smile, Echizen Renko also left the backyard, preparing to take care of Echizen Ryoma.

that's all.

In the backyard, only Kitagawa Sora and Echizen Nanjiro were left.

Phew~

Under the breeze, the hair is flying in the wind and the clothes are rustling.

ever!

In the collision and interweaving of invisible divine lights, there was a startling moment and bright lights flickering.

This moment.

Under the gazes of Kitagawa Sora and Echizen Nanjiro, the whole place suddenly became silent. In the natural world, with the rise of two auras, there was a faint change of wind and clouds.

The next second.

tread!

With Echizen Nanjiro taking the lead and stepping out, the atmosphere of the whole place was broken and the atmosphere changed.

Carrying his wooden racket, Echizen Nanjiro came to the right half of the court, exactly where Echizen Ryoma had lost.

And now, Echizen Nanjiro has arrived!

Phew~

"Nanjiro-senpai, do you need to warm up first?"

With Kitagawa Sora's slight smile, the calm atmosphere on the court was immediately interrupted. On the right half of the court, Echizen Nanjiro also returned to his smiling appearance.

"Okay~"

"Wait me a moment!"

"Three circles to the left, three circles to the right, twisting the neck, twisting the butt~"

Just as Kitagawa Sora was dumbfounded, Echizen Nanjiro suddenly changed and began to shake his arms and twist his buttocks on the right half.

"Okay~ Warm-up completed!"

With a slight jump, he stood upright and took a domineering step. Nanjiro Echizen held a tennis racket to his shoulder and said loudly.

"You serve first, Beichuan boy."

At this time, there is actually no need to guess first.

After all, compared to a formal duel, the competition between Kitagawa Sora and Echizen Nanjiro is more about...'asking for advice'

And this point, as Kitagawa Sora who proposed such a competition, is naturally very clear.

Therefore.

With a nod, Kitagawa Sora agreed to Echizen Nanjiro's suggestion.

"Then I will be disrespectful, Nanjiro-senpai."

With a faint smile, Kitagawa Sora, whose eyes gradually became serious, took out a tennis ball from his pants pocket.

Hold it in your hand, press and throw it towards the ground again and again.

Da~da~da~~~

On the tennis court that gradually became quiet, only the crisp and rhythmic sound of batting the ball echoed, intertwined with the gentle hum of the wind, composing a piece of music.

its name.

——"The calm before the storm".

…

Phew~

Gradually, the wind took on a chilly and chilling air.

One on the left and one on the right, two auras began to clash in the void, while Kitagawa Sora and Echizen Nanjiro were both observing each other.

Until a certain moment.

ever!

While holding their breath and concentrating, the two people looked at each other and moved together at about the same time.

Brush~

The pale yellow tennis ball flew into the air with a strong toss from Kitagawa Sora's left hand.

And Beichuan Kong's feet also stepped hard on the ground, and his whole body jumped straight up in the direction of the rebound force.

The muscle strength throughout the body is also instilled and released with the swing of the tennis racket.

Peng!

Hugh~

There was a crackling sound and a scream flying through the air.

Under Sona Kitagawa's flawless serving action, a phantom of light flew straight across the tennis court.

It shot out from Sora Kitagawa's tennis racket and headed straight to the top of the inverted triangle outside the service area in the right half of the court.

The incredible landing point, the terrifying and extraordinary speed, the internal spin attached to the tennis ball, and the explosive force attached to it...

Everything is blooming at this moment.

This ball was stronger than any ball Echizen Ryoma had just received.

This goal was Sora Kitagawa's ultimate performance in this state.

This ball was a serious and dignified work by the big devil.

Facing Echizen Nanjiro, Kitagawa Sora used all his strength as soon as he got started.

This is because Kitagawa Sora is very aware of the power and terror of the man opposite him.

And in the next second, the man known as the 'Legendary Samurai' - Echizen Nanjiro, proved with facts that Kitagawa Sora's attention and seriousness were not in vain.

Zeng~

Step~

Deep in his eyes, he quietly condensed.

Under the external play and laughter, Echizen Nanjiro took his unusually "casual" steps and moved sideways to his right.

"Yo~"

"Beichuan boy~"

"This serve looks good."

What he says is good, but his subordinates are...

Swish——

"Hey!"

With a chuckle and a smile, Echizen Nanjiro's wooden tennis racket hit the tennis ball that bounced off the ground.

With his casual steps and ordinary swings, Echizen Nanjiro seemed carefree and indifferent, but he accurately captured this pale yellow tennis ball.

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Then~

"Look at me!"

Peng!

Hugh~

There was a crisp sound of impact and slap, a sharp scream that broke through the air, and another streak of light, which was born under Echizen Nanjiro's shot and flew back towards the left half.

But there is one thing that is worth noting.

I don’t know if this reply was just to say hello.

Under the control of Echizen Nanjiro, whether it was speed or strength, whether it was internal rotation or impact, it was almost the same as Kitagawa Sora's serve just now.

ever!

On the left half of the field, at some point, a faint scarlet light shone in Kitagawa Sora's eyes.

Three Magatama Sharingan, open.

After careful observation, Kitagawa Sora couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he saw the incoming ball.

"This is Echizen Nanjiro's ball control ability!"

Controlling your own batting to match the opponent's batting is called 'ball control'!

However, this is interesting!

Step~

Brush~

He stepped out with one foot, stepped heavily on the ground, exerted force on his legs, and with a flick, Kitagawa Sora rushed towards the incoming ball.

The greetings have been said, and now it’s time to serve the dishes.

Swish——

The jade-white tennis racket was suddenly swung, leaving behind a series of afterimages, and with a sharp sound that penetrated Yu Qin's mind, it hit the tennis ball hard.

Bang!

Hugh~

The speed and power of the ball were once again increased by one point, and it went straight to the other baseline corner of the right half of the court.

It tears apart the strong wind and rolls up the smoke and dust.

And Kitagawa Sona's boiling heart is gradually burning.

"Nanjiro-senpai!"

"Let me see the legendary samurai's tennis ball!"

While he was rushing to fill his position, Kitagawa Sora's shout also caused Echizen Nanjiro to laugh.

"Boy Beichuan, since you want to see it so much."

"Then you have to... concentrate and don't blink!"

Step~Shaun~

Unknowingly, Echizen Nanjiro's figure had already rushed to the corner of the court in an instant, and the tennis racket in his right hand had been moved to the left side of his body.

Immediately, shua——

peng!

With a muffled sound, from bottom to top, Echizen Nanjiro fired a powerful backhand, shooting a stream of light beam towards the left sideline of the left half of the court at extremely fast speeds.

And the speed of this ball...

ever!

"It's sped up again!"

With a whisper in his heart, Kitagawa Sora's feet erupted again, and he also accelerated his movement, running towards the speeding tennis ball.

Swish——

The rapidly twitching tennis racket also brought up the afterimage, and then slashed towards the ejected tennis ball.

Peng~

Chi chi chi~~~

The impact transmitted from the tennis racket told Kitagawa Sora that the force on this tennis ball had also increased.

However, it is still within Sora Kitagawa's tolerance.

"Drink~ah!"

With a low shout, the tennis racket held in his right hand drew a large crescent arc in the air.

The tennis ball, freed from the shackles of the tennis racket, turned into light again and flew back.

But the next second.

Kitagawa Sora, who raised his feet and ran back, stared at the right half of the field, but his eyes were concentrating and shrinking.

Because on the right half of the court, at some point, Nanjiro Echizen had already arrived at a position later in the center of the court.

Facing Kitagawa Sona's whipping ball towards the corner of the baseline, Echizen Nanjiro had no intention of running at full speed.

He just slowly moved the tennis racket and got into a posture ready to hit the ball.

And obviously.

Kitagawa Sora is very familiar with this set of actions.

Although Nanjiro Echizen is the original inventor of this trick and a real big BOSS level developer.

But Kitagawa Sora has already seen and experienced it with Tezuka Kunimitsu.

--field!

Phew~

Nanjiro's domain!

Huhu~~

Everything is impermanent!

Huhuhu~~~

The yellow stream of light that crossed the net had already reached the center of the court and was about to fall on the corner of the baseline. However, in that moment, a strong wind blew up.

With Echizen Nanjiro as the central origin, a terrifying air current suddenly appeared out of thin air.

As the smoke and dust flew up, it turned into big hands and directly grabbed the fast-moving tennis balls, and then dragged them to Echizen Nanjiro's side.

Swish——

Peng!

Hugh~

With an ordinary swing from Echizen Nanjiro, the tennis ball turned into light again and flew towards the left half of the court.

But this time, Echizen Nanjiro stood motionless.

On the left half, Kitagawa Sora began to gallop, running at super speed.

The same posture, the same swing, but a completely different shot.

The speed of the ball became faster again, forcing Sora Kitagawa to speed up his speed.

The scarlet light in his eyes started to flicker, and he tried his best to use the power of Sharingan to gain insight into Echizen Nanjiro's hitting.

Peng!

Bang!

peng!

Hugh~~~

One round, two rounds, three rounds...

On the right court, Echizen Nanjiro, who had opened his "field", stood in the back center of the court without moving at all.

Just making circles with his feet and swinging the racket in his hand.

On the left half of the field, Kitagawa Sora, who was running the power of Sharingan, began to run back and forth wildly, and from time to time he was mobilized to gallop back and forth.

This is nothing.

Under Echizen Nanjiro's 'ordinary' blows one after another, the gradually increasing strength of the tennis ball was the real trouble.

Duang~

With a crash, the yellow tennis ball hit the hard frame of the tennis racket and was knocked straight away.

It flew out of the baseline and hit the high wall behind.

As the saying goes, if you keep it for a long time, you will lose it.

Facing Echizen Nanjiro's "field" and mobilizing offensive, Kitagawa Sora lost the first goal after more than ten rounds.

The score is 0-15, which is the normal practice. The server is in front and the receiver is in the back. Kitagawa Sora's '0' and Echizen Nanjiro's '15'.

"Huh~"

Taking a long breath, feeling the coolness of the cold air entering his heart, spleen and lungs, Sora Kitagawa stood up straight and adjusted his condition.

Losing points or whatever, I had already anticipated and prepared for it.

For Kitagawa Sora, this process is what he needs.

On the right half of the court, Echizen Nanjiro, who was gently shaking his tennis racket and bouncing it on his shoulders, said with a smile.

"Yo~"

"Is that power just now the limit?"

"It shouldn't be~you kid~"

"How about it, do you need me to put some water on it?"

The bad taste of teasing and teasing made Echizen Nanjiro look like there was no seriousness at all.

However, this kind of Echizen Nanjiro is the real Echizen Nanjiro, not just a so-called 'legendary samurai'.

Faced with Echizen Nanjiro's joking remarks, Kitagawa Sora responded with a smile.

"Of course not."

"Letting water out or something like that is not the purpose of my coming here."

This word, this word, is resounding and resolute.

The man opposite Echizen Nanjiro also smiled slightly, because he also received the touch of Kitagawa Sora's will.

"It seems like this game will be very interesting."

…

ever!

Under the slightly condensed gaze, Kitagawa Sora's mind returned to peace.

Da~da~da~~~

The rhythmic sound of hitting the ball started again, and after looking at Nanjiro Echizen, Sora Kitagawa threw the ball straight away.

Huh~

Swish——

The ball falls and is shot.

With a crisp sound, a pale yellow phantom streamed out and rushed towards the right half of the field.

On Echizen Nanjiro's side, he also used the 'Nanjiro Domain' again after an 'ordinary' strike.

He turned around and stood in the back center of the court with a smile on his face, waiting for Sora Kitagawa's return.

On the left half, after another counterattack, Kitagawa Sora decisively raised his feet and jumped forward, moving forward.

Target point, before midfield, or directly in front of the net.

The jade-white tennis racket in his hand moved slightly, facing the 'Nanjiro Domain', Kitagawa Sora was about to start performing.

…