Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Shashasha~~~

The wind blows the treetops, making a soft rustling sound.

This moment.

As Kitagawa Sora and Frio took their seats again after exchanging places, the whole place gradually became silent.

A series of glances were projected from the eyes of the Spanish tennis players around them.

The central focus is the tennis court covered with traces of ravage.

Phew~

The wind stirs up the flow of air, giving everyone a chilling feeling.

With a score of 4-3, the eighth round of the game is about to begin.

On the left half of the field is Frio, who is ready and expressionless.

On the serving position in the right half of the court, Sora Kitagawa is holding a racket in one hand and a ball in the other. His serious expression is mixed with a slight smile and a ray of expectation.

"Beichuan!"

"Frio!"

ever!

At this moment, the two people's eyes met in the void, and they began to compete again.

Gradually.

The atmosphere on the field became increasingly stagnant and tense.

Frio saw Feng Qingyundan's confidence and calmness in Kitagawa Sora's eyes. This was something he had seen before, but now, it belonged to Kitagawa Sora.

As for Kitagawa Sora.

From Frio's eyes, we saw the determination, the will to give it a try, and the readiness to go before revealing the final trump card.

Ha~

"Frio!"

"I feel your will."

Da~da~da~~~

The crisp sound of rhythm sounded slowly, rising and echoing under the constant beating of the pale yellow tennis ball.

Under the inexplicable rhythm.

Kitagawa Sora's toes stepping forward, his body leaning half sideways, looking at Frio's breathing in the distance, and even the surrounding air field...

They are all rippling and undulating slightly.

Sudden.

Pa da ~

The rhythmic sound of hitting the ball disappeared, and the pale yellow tennis ball was held in the palm of Sora Kitagawa's hand.

immediately.

Brush~

Amidst the soft sound, the pale yellow tennis ball was gently thrown away by Kitagawa Sora.

"Frio!"

"Use your last trump card!"

"Otherwise, there will be no chance!"

The shouts under the chuckles immediately broke the silence on the center court, causing many voices to rise up.

Swish——

Peng!

Hugh~

There was a crisp sound, followed by a scream.

The extremely fast Liuguang, under the pressure of Kitagawa Sora's light leap, ran straight to the service area on the left half of the field.

And this time.

"Huh~"

Frio, who was standing in the receiving area in the left half of the court, let out a long breath.

There were many beads of sweat flowing on the forehead of the headband, but Frio remained unmoved.

Serious and condensed eyes were staring directly at the Beichuan sky on the opposite side, watching the speeding ball of light.

This moment.

Looking ahead, Frio felt a void in his heart.

I recalled the shouts of support just now, and the match with Sora Kitagawa.

In Frio's eyes, a blue-white divine light gradually began to appear, growing out from the depths and shining densely.

"Beichuan!"

The final trump card...

"Then..."

"As you wish!"

ever!

Step~

At this moment, Frio's mind suddenly condensed and he stepped heavily.

Frio stepped forward and slapped his powerful body, and suddenly began to shine with a bluish-white light.

Buzz~

Buzzing~~

Buzz buzz~~~

In an instant, with Frio as the center, the void began to vibrate, the air waves began to surge, and the ripples began to spread.

The sudden and violent aura and momentum instantly caught everyone's attention, causing the surrounding Spanish tennis players to feel shaken.

But this time.

There is no extra time to give these bit players a role.

Above the left half.

As Kitagawa Sora watched intently and waited, Frio, who had transformed into a green and white Hikari, had already appeared in front of the tennis ball.

Later.

Swish——

Frio suddenly twitched the tennis racket in his hand, and an almost overwhelming ray of light shone and bloomed at this moment, reflecting the boundless sky.

With one shot, this was his last trump card.

Buzz~

"'Spirit of the Sea of ​​Heart'——"

"'Spirit Fusion'!"

Boom!

Boom~

Boom~~

Rumble~~~

Amidst the series of explosions, the dazzling light, like the only protagonist in this world, condensed and flew, and thousands of birds sang in unison.

Above the left half of the field shrouded in brilliance, there was a blue-white stream of light that shot out quickly and headed towards the right half of the field where Sora Kitagawa was.

That moment.

Seeing this green and white stream of light, Beichuan Kong's eyes shrank, his eyes moved, and his figure froze.

Because in his induction, the aura above this green and white stream of light was the aura of 'light ball', and it was very similar to his light ball.

To what extent does it look like~

"copy?"

"brand?"

"Or rather..."

And at this moment.

That beam of green and white light had directly penetrated the airspace of the entire tennis court.

Hugh~

Boom~

Peng~Xiu Sui~

Winter~hum~hu~zen~~~

Another big wave of sound appeared, and dust flying all over the sky, swept by the air waves, directly enveloped the entire right half of the field, blocking outside sight.

One after another, hurricane wind blades like the demon sickle were raging, leaving traces behind.

finally.

Phew~

The wind blows and the smoke gradually disperses.

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

The content of the words undoubtedly made the audience stunned for a moment and then went crazy.

"Both~"

"Score valid."

"0-15."

Wow~~~

"Score! Score! Score!

!”

"That shot just now was so scary!"

"It was Frio's shot...but why does it feel like Kitagawa Sora's shot just now..."

"This is Frio's final trump card! So strong!"

"..."

Wave after wave of discussions, either whispers or loud voices, excitement or passion.

In short, these Spanish tennis players are providing their last desperate support for Frio.

Frio, on its part, also responded to them with its own actions.

Phew~

Another round of wind blows.

On the tennis court, under the gaze of competing eyes again, Kitagawa Sora looked at Frio opposite.

The next second.

Kitagawa Sora smiled, smiled happily, and smiled happily.

"Hmm~"

"I never thought that I would have such a day~"

Under normal circumstances, for Sora Kitagawa, who has the Sharingan, he is the one who copies other people's accounts and conducts so-called on-the-spot account hacking.

But today, right now.

He had a copy eye, but his account was hacked by someone else.

“Interesting~”

Amidst Sora Kitagawa's gentle whispers, Frio, who had just hit a blue-white version of the 'Light Shot' on the left half of the court, also revealed his figure.

Phew~

Under the breeze, blue-white air currents, set off by the brilliance, spirally circled with Frio as the central origin.

The ends of the hair bound by the headband stand up toward the sky and flutter slightly.

With no expression at all, like a god of indifference, Kong Ming's eyes were staring straight at Beichuan Kong.

It's like... some kind of ritual is going on.

Behind Frio, under the condensation of air flow and light, a blue-white 'person' appeared.

Under the haze of spiritual light, there is a huge human-shaped body, shrouded in mist, with no specific face, no specific dress, and no specific appearance.

And this existence is Frio’s ‘Asura’.

Buzz~

Boom~

With a flash of light in Frio's eyes, his thoughts reappeared.

The green-white mist that blended aura and momentum suddenly rose and surged. Asura, who was not angry and intimidated, also vented his powerful aura and swept the entire place.

Those lantern-like aura eyes stared straight at Beichuan Sora.

‘The Way of Asura’·‘The Spirit of the Sea of ​​Heart’, see above!

…

Phew~

At this time.

Looking at Frio, who seemed to be changing again, Kitagawa Sora's loud voice sounded.

"The ball just now was my 'light ball'~"

Although there was a hint of questioning in his words, there was more of a sense of certainty.

Although the color changed to bluish-white, the aura on it was the same as Sora Kitagawa's 'Light Shot'.

This way.

Frio, who used the power of 'Asura Shinto', did not hide it at all.

"It was your 'light ball', but now it's my 'light ball' too."

What's yours is also mine.

But what's mine is still mine.

The big devil said he was a little angry~~~

The corners of Kitagawa Sora's mouth slightly curled up and he spoke again.

"It must be the ability of your 'Heart Sea Spirit'!"

"That's right."

In response, the aura around the 'Heart Sea Spirit' behind Frio became increasingly weird and unpredictable.

The Spirit of the Heart Sea, Fusion Spirit, is a powerful mystical power developed and understood by Frio on the basis of his own powerful Asura Shinto.

Through the insight into the sea of ​​soul, we can steal, copy, and evolve the opponent's power through dimensional reflection and blending.

And just now, Frio, who used the "Spirit of the Heart Sea", directly reflected and fused with Kitagawa Sora's Sea of ​​Heart.

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That is to say.

Now Frio has the power of Sora Kitagawa.

‘Light ball’, Frio.

‘Light ball, blazing sun’, Frio can do it too.

Even the power of 'Flowing Blade like Fire' can be exerted by Frio.

certainly.

Such a powerful force naturally has loopholes.

Now, what Kitagawa Sora needs to do is to find out the flaws in this loophole.

"Hmm~"

Da~da~da~~~

The rhythmic sound of hitting the ball sounded under Sora Kitagawa's hands.

Looking at Frio on the opposite side who once again took the posture of catching the ball, Kitagawa Sora's long and leisurely voice sounded quietly.

"Frio, it's very tiring to maintain that kind of 'spiritual fusion' state."

Brush~

Swish——

The tennis ball was thrown into the air and greeted Sora Kitagawa's extremely fast swing.

Peng!

Hugh~

Under the speed of the stream of light, Frio pulled away and ran away quickly.

Step~

Swish——

"Light ball·Yangyang!"

Boom!

Boom~~~

In an instant, another wave of smoke and dust rose up, filling the air with gunpowder smoke.

…

Next.

Under the exchange of explosive attacks.

It is a strong statement from Frio.

"The consumption is indeed very large."

"But if I fight you, even if I have another round, there will be no problem."

certainly.

And Kitagawa Sora continues to provoke.

"Ha~"

"This power of yours is just copied and stolen from me. How can you defeat me?"

Naturally, Frio was unwilling to be outdone.

"Ha~"

"How to win you, you will know if you continue reading!"

…

that's all.

Both sides kept talking, and the movements of their hands and feet did not stop.

In an instant, it was like a switch between offense and defense. In order to understand Frio's weird ability, Kitagawa Sora entered the state of 'exploration'.

One goal after another, one point after another.

Under Frio's successive attacks, the game came to a conclusion in the eighth round.

"Both~"

"Score valid."

"Game, Frio, score 4-4."

This moment.

As Mars's voice sounded, there was no doubt that the Spanish tennis players around him began to get excited again, cheering and shouting, and supporting him crazily.

Because they saw hope again.

The hope of ushering in victory and the hope of protecting the glory of Spanish tennis.

"Frio, come on!"

"Frio, victory!"

“Frio!

!”

…

And in this increasingly exciting atmosphere.

The game in the ninth round continues.

On the right half, Kitagawa Sora came to the receiving position and looked up at Frio on the opposite side.

"It's a protracted battle~"

"Hmm~"

"Not safe."

Kitagawa Sora is paying attention to Frio's consumption.

Although at this moment, Frio was sweating heavily and was breathing heavily.

But judging from the pace of movement, the power of hitting the ball, the will to compete, the accuracy of the return, etc., Frio is still in good condition.

Just like Frio's previous boast, he can fight in a protracted battle.

Obviously.

To be able to reach this point and become the second person in the Spanish tennis world, even if the consumption of the "Heart Sea Spirit·Rong Ling" is relatively large, it is not too unbearable.

"Hmm~"

"So~"

"You still have to come face to face!"

At this moment, Kitagawa Sora thought so, and he did the same thing next.

Huh~

The next second.

As the pale yellow tennis ball began to fly into the air.

On the tennis court, the battle between Kitagawa Sora and Frio also entered a fierce stage.

Peng!

With a crisp scream, the tennis ball was fired from the left half of the court and rushed to the right half of the court where Kitagawa Sora was.

Looking at Frio across from him in the distance, golden light began to bloom in Sora Kitagawa's hands.

"Frio!"

"Take the move!"

Swish——

Boom!

Boom~

Amidst the roar and explosion, the light bloomed and shone.

——Light ball!

ever!

Frio's eyes froze with ice, and the spirit of the sea behind him roared silently, his momentum exploded, and his power began to surge crazily.

"Come on horseback!"

"Beichuan!"

Zizzizi~~~

At this moment, under the light, a thousand birds chirped.

"Light ball·Yangyang!"

Amidst the terrifying energy fluctuations, Frio directly drew out a 'Light Strike - Sun', responding to Sora Kitagawa's declaration of war.

The next second.

Frio's expression was extremely solemn.

Just because.

Buzz~

Boom~

When~

Amidst a series of earth-shattering sounds, Kitagawa Sora on the right half of the field also unceremoniously opened up his firepower.

Three Magatama Sharingan, evolution, Mangekyo Sharingan.

"Suzunenghu!"

With a passionate cry, a terrifying existence condensed out of the void behind Beichuan Kong.

"Light ball·Yangyang!"

Then, with the blessing of Suzuo Nōhu, Kitagawa Sora, whose fighting power began to surge again, also hit a 'Light Shot·Fire Sun'.

In the crazy energy storm, wind blades of light and fire began to cut through time and space.

A beam of red-gold flowing light ran through the entire tennis court.

And next.

Boom!

"Explosive Fire Sword of Fire!"

boom!

"The blade flows like fire——"

"East Rising Sun Blade!"

ever!

"The blade flows like fire——"

"Remnant Prison Clothes!"

Hugh...

One move after another, one ball after another, in the sky full of glory, the power of light and the power of fire filled the entire tennis court.

The score of the game is also constantly changing during the confrontation between Kitagawa Sora and Frio.

"Score valid."

"0-15."

"Out of bounds."

"30-30."

"Inside."

"40-40."

"Score valid."

"Split equally."

"..."

In the ninth round, under Mars' announcement, even the announcement of 'tie' was heard many times.

Looking at the anxious and entangled situation in front of me.

The Spanish tennis players outside the court were extremely anxious.

On the tennis court, Frio and Kitagawa Sora also entered a serious state, confronting each other.

However, the situation is so unpredictable.

After all, it was impossible to keep a tie. After another tie, a loud voice from Kitagawa Sora made Frio's mind freeze.

"Ha~"

"Frio~"

"I'm so sorry~"

"I seem to..."

"I found the flaw!"

ever!

"What!"

…