Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Chapter 380 The Glory of BIG4

Phew~

In the Atlético de Madrid Park, where the breeze blows, and on the center court where crowds gather, the atmosphere is extremely fiery.

Under the gaze of every audience.

On the tennis court, with the stream of light turned into yellow tennis balls flying back and forth, amidst the screams in the sky, Kitagawa Sora and Frio Roman also kept running.

finally.

Amidst the sudden exclamations of many spectators, Kitagawa Sora, who was smiling and serious on the left half, took a heavy step and his whole body was ejected.

Without saying a word, he headed towards the net to kill.

His two deep and bright eyes stared at the tennis ball flying across the net in front of him.

Of course, there is also the right half where Frio Roman currently plays.

ever!

A ray of surprise flickered in the depths of Beichuan Kong's deep eyes.

Kitagawa Sora took the opportunity to scan the right half of the field, looking for the loopholes of Frio Roman, and already had an answer in his heart.

Step~呲~

Swish——

Under the fierce friction between the soles of his shoes and the ground of the tennis court, Kitagawa Sora had already rushed to the area in front of the net and took advantage of the situation to start shooting.

With a light pad cut from the top left to the bottom right, the jade-white tennis racket and the tennis ball came into close contact.

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Peng~

呲~

Hugh~~~

Wow~~~

Immediately, seeing Sora Kitagawa's actions, many spectators on the sidelines started to exclaim and cheered incessantly.

"not good!"

"It's a short ball!"

"The timing is also great!"

"This guy has so much speed and insight!"

Seeing that fatal short shot appearing under Sora Kitagawa's bat, every Spanish tennis player who supported Frio Roman said through gritted teeth.

And then, many people looked towards the right half.

"Look!"

"Frio reacted!"

"Can you catch up?"

Suddenly, as the scene on the right half came into view, many people were surprised and nervous with anticipation.

Step~

brush--

With the crisp sound, while the pale yellow tennis ball was flying leisurely, Frio Roman's side had already rushed through the midfield at high speed.

"Beichuan."

"This one was a short ball, but it's not surprising at all!"

Phew~

It was too late to say it, but it was too soon. Frio, whose eyes were slightly focused and shining, stared at the pale yellow tennis ball in front of him. After some calculation in his mind, he took a big step forward.

The whole body is in a lunge stretching position. On the basis of stabilizing the body's center of gravity and keeping from falling, the right hand holding the tennis racket is stretched out towards the front limit.

Be prepared for the short ball that will come over the net and fall in the next moment.

Ha~

This time, Frio will defend perfectly against the attack again.

Wow~~~

"Caught up!"

"pretty!"

"Frio!"

"Perfect ultimate save!"

The audience's exclamations of joy turned the surrounding area into a sea of noise.

Even Mars and Bian Boli's expressions were fluctuating and vivid.

But will reality really develop according to their imagination?

Obviously, it won't.

Because the big devil refused.

"Really~"

"Frio~"

Under the soft voice, Kitagawa Sora, who had just finished cutting the ball, couldn't help but curve the corners of his mouth.

Under a familiar relaxed smile, confident words came out of his mouth.

"Sorry~"

"I will win this ball first."

At this moment, before Xu Piaofei's words could be finished, Frio, who was leaning forward and rushing toward him, couldn't help but his eyes widened and his eyes narrowed.

Just because the light yellow tennis ball flying leisurely changed at this moment.

The tennis ball was originally supposed to spin lightly with the support of the remaining kinetic energy, cross the net, fall towards the ground, and then be caught by Frio's tennis racket that stretched out to the limit.

But it was at this moment that he hit the top of the net that had been shaking slightly.

Phew~

呲~~~

Hugh~~~

Under a series of sounds, the tennis ball, which had almost exhausted its kinetic energy, experienced an acceleration after touching the upper edge of the net.

Under the friction, the original movement trajectory was changed, and it ejected diagonally upward.

Finally, in Frio's helplessness.

The spinning tennis ball went straight through a parabolic trajectory, past Frio's rushing body, and fell towards the middle and back half of the court.

A perfect deflection shot.

At this point, the dust has settled.

"Both~"

"Score valid."

"Game, Kitagawa Sora, score 1-1."

On the referee's bench, Mars' voice sounded, announcing the score of the game.

On Bianboli's side, the scores on the scoreboard were updated.

At the beginning of the game, Sora Kitagawa and Frio, who were testing each other, used one more "scientific" tennis ball after another to complete each other's serve.

The game ended in a 1-1 draw.

As for the Spanish tennis players around them, they still haven't recovered from the change of the ball that just touched the net.

Wow~~~

"shit!"

"Damn it, the net just happened to be wiped."

"That guy is so lucky. Originally, Frio was about to catch the ball."

"And it just missed the ball. That's enough."

There are many tennis players who attribute the shot just now to luck.

But obviously, there are some people who are not stupid and see some mysteries in it.

"Say something~"

"You are already a tennis player at that level. That shot just now was more than just luck."

"The legendary devil~"

…

certainly.

The whispers and noisy words around them cannot affect the two people on the tennis court.

Da~da~da~~~

The crisp sound of the resumption of rhythm announced the continuation of the game.

In the third round, Frio's serve.

On the left half of the court, Sora Kitagawa stood in the receiving area, leaning down with a racket in his hand, looking calmly at the opposite side with his calm eyes.

On the right half of the court, at the baseline serving point, Frio's eyes were slightly focused, and he kept pressing the pale yellow tennis ball in his hand toward the ground.

Land, eject, press.

One time, another time, another time, repeating the movements in your hands in rhythm.

Then~

"Huh~"

After taking a long breath, Frio felt slightly reassured, and the light in his eyes flickered.

After two rounds of tacit understanding, both of them had a basic understanding of each other, saw what they wanted to see, and achieved their respective goals.

So next~

"Beichuan!"

"It's time to see the truth!"

A loud voice sounded, and Frio gave the pre-serve reminder required by the rules, signaling Sora Kitagawa to be ready to receive the ball.

Brush~

The softly spinning tennis ball had already escaped from Frio's grasp and flew straight into the air.

As for Kitagawa Sora.

Also sensing the changing atmosphere around him, he looked at Frio, whose aura suddenly changed in the right half, with a slight smile.

"Then let me take a look at your tennis ball, Frio!"

True Tennis.

Tennis that can become the second person in Spanish tennis.

And soon.

With a crisp sound, Frio announced his move with action.

Swish——

Peng!

"Love!"

In an instant, under the rapid screams, the cry of "love" from Frio resounded throughout the center court.

Hugh~

A beam of red light went straight to the service area in the left half of the court and caught everyone's eyes.

This moment.

Mars, who was on the referee's bench, stared slightly, smiled and nodded.

"It's time to take action, Frio!"

Bian Boli, who was next to the scoreboard, was looking at the game on the field intently, flicking his hair in a gentlemanly manner.

"The first thing I did was 'Love'. It's really Frio's style."

Then~

Immediately, Mars and Bian Boli's eyes fell on Kitagawa Sora, who had already started to move in the left half.

What is the true strength of this guy who is rumored to be amazing and has mixed reviews in the world of football?

They also really want to know!

Phew~

Under the breeze, Beichuan Kong's hair fluttered and the corners of his clothes flew.

As the figure moved, Kitagawa Sora's eyes flashed as he watched the incoming ball and glanced at the situation on the right half.

"The serve of 'love'."

"What type of power is it?"

Soon, as he whispered to himself and swung the tennis racket smoothly, Kitagawa Sora soon knew the answer to the question.

Swish——

Phew~

The tennis racket swung extremely fast, not only leaving a jade-white afterimage, but also creating a strong wind.

The momentum of the tennis ball that bounced off the ground was not diminished.

However, the next second.

Peng~

Phew~

No~no~no~~~

Amidst the series of sounds, the feeling transmitted from his hands made Kitagawa Sora's mind move slightly and his brows raised slightly.

Under the gaze of pairs of eyes, the pale yellow tennis ball that had just met the tennis racket transformed into a red heart.

Under the impact of the tennis racket, it burst into pieces, scattered in all directions, and then dissipated invisible.

And Kitagawa Sora's half-turn body while swinging the racket at extremely high speed also swayed slightly due to lack of effort.

ever!

"phantom?"

"Fake~"

As Kitagawa Sora's eyes slightly condensed, the bright light flickered, and the serve called "love" just now was already seen by Kitagawa Sora.

Then~

Real tennis trajectory~

As Kitagawa Sora searched, a shallow ball mark appeared in the direction of the inner center line of the service area, two balls away from the inverted triangle area.

There is no doubt that this is the real landing point of the ball just now.

And this time.

While Sora Kitagawa was observing and thinking, Mars' voice rang out again on the referee's bench.

"Score valid."

"ACE!"

"15-0."

As the announcement sounded, Bian Boli also updated the scoreboard.

at the same time.

The tennis players and spectators around them also let out loud shouts and shouts.

"Oh oh oh~~~"

"Uwuwu~~~"

"Well done!"

“Wonderful ACE ball!”

"Frio takes action! Frio takes action! It's 'Love' as soon as he takes action, a strong ACE!"

"As expected, he is the acting captain of our U17 team!"

In the excitement, a group of Spanish tennis players began to wander again, glancing at Sora Kitagawa on the left half of the court.

"Let's see~"

"The BIG4 in the world is still the BIG4 in the world after all. It cannot be compared with just any small fish or shrimp."

"Even in this legend, he is an extremely powerful and arrogant devil who has overthrown all the previous countries."

"But after we come to our territory in Spain, I have to coil up a dragon and lie down for a tiger."

"Hahaha~~~"

Because of Sora Kitagawa's strong performance in the past two days, many Spanish tennis players were frightened.

I am afraid that the Spanish tennis community will be overthrown by Sora Kitagawa alone and lose the glory of the world's BIG4, just like those countries before it.

Afraid that people like them will become another laughing stock.

I am afraid that Sora Kitagawa is really the invincible demon king.

Afraid of his own cowardice.

In short.

They are all looking forward to someone, someone who can defeat Sora Kitagawa and make this arrogant devil lose to Spain.

And now.

They saw hope.

——Frio Roman!

"Uwuwu~~~"

"Oh oh oh~~~"

"Ahhhh~~~"

Suddenly, waves of voices gathered together to support Frio Roman on the tennis court.

The home field advantage is fully demonstrated at this moment.

…

And at this moment on the tennis court.

The game between Kitagawa Sora and Frio continued smoothly, as if it was not affected by the surrounding atmosphere and momentum.

ever!

While their eyes were intertwining, Kitagawa Sora and Frio looked at each other blankly.

Sensing the calmness and confidence in Sora Kitagawa's eyes, Frio raised his eyebrows slightly and his eyes flashed.

Da~da~da~~~

"How's it going, Beichuan~"

"That shot I just made."

Phew~

The howling wind brought a loud response from Beichuan Sora.

“Not a bad serve~”

"But that's all."

"Oh~"

"Yeah~"

Under the indifferent smile, the rhythmic sound of hitting the ball suddenly stopped.

On the right half of the court, as the pale yellow tennis ball flew away, Frio's serve once again flew into the air.

Swish——

Peng!

Hugh~

"'Love'!"

With a crisp explosion, a stream of yellow light with light red streaks flew towards the left half of the field again.

In an instant, the reappearance of the 'Love Serve' triggered a wave of cheers from the Spanish tennis players around the court.

They are looking forward to achieving another great success with their serve named ‘Love’.

But obviously.

The truth is always the opposite.

As the saying goes, the same move cannot be used twice on a Saint!

And as for our big devil.

Ha~

"Frio."

"Tennis at this level is useless to me the second time!"

Step~

Brush~

Under the slight smile, the steps were taken, the figure was moving, and the jade-white tennis racket was also raised.

at the same time.

Buzz~

In the slight change of color of Frio, on the left half of the field, as Sora Kitagawa closed and opened his eyes, the momentum that had been dormant and accumulated began to rise at this moment.

ever!

Under the captivating divine light, Beichuan Kong's originally deep eyes suddenly turned a scarlet color.

In the dim aura, three magatama stones that seemed to be able to seduce and devour souls loomed in each eye.

Three Magatama Sharingan, open!

Insight!

Zeng~

In an instant, the terrifying child power surged in Beichuan Kong's eyes. With powerful insight, the stream of light beams that were speeding towards him began to be decomposed and analyzed.

Then.

"I found you~"

Swish——

The sudden swing of the tennis racket was like a big killer weapon, turning from stillness in an instant, carrying a huge force, and struck hard... a blank place~

It is located diagonally below the streamer beam, about three balls away.

This moment.

Looking at Kitagawa Sora's swing without any hesitation.

On the right half court, Frio's eyes narrowed.

On the referee's bench and scoreboard, Mars and Bimboli were also slightly stunned.

As for the tennis players around them, they were even more confused.

"What are you doing?"

"That swing? Was it a mistake?"

"Still..."

And just when a handful of people were feeling uneasy, Kitagawa Sora gave them an answer with a crisp swing in the left half.

Peng!

There was a crisp popping sound, and a pale yellow tennis ball suddenly appeared at the swing point that was supposed to be empty.

Hugh~

Under the roar of the wind, a stream of light beam that was faster, more powerful, with a more cunning angle and a more perfect trajectory than the previous two rounds, directly penetrated the flaw in Frio's defense.

"Both~"

"Score valid."

"15-15."

Mars' voice sounded, but the whole place suddenly fell silent.

After activating the Three Magatama Sharingan, relying on the Sharingan's insight, Kitagawa Sora directly saw through Frio's 'Love' ball.

With a swift blow, he staged an anti-ACE ball.

The sudden increase in ball speed, force, trajectory, landing point...

All made Frio realize something.

"Huh~"

"As expected of you, Beichuan."

Even though I was mentally prepared before the game.

But now that things have happened, Frio's caution, seriousness and solemnity have once again improved his assessment of Sora Kitagawa's strength and danger.

"Huha~"

ever!

"So~"

"Let's get on with it!"

Next, Frio wants to declare to Sora Kitagawa that the second person in Spanish tennis is not just at this level.

Brush~

Swish——

The pale yellow tennis ball soared into the air and was bombarded by the extremely fast swinging tennis racket.

"'Peace'!"

Bang!

Hugh~

The next thing was wonderful, the sound of explosions came slowly, screamed at high speed, and flew through the air.