Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

"Look where!"

The energetic Eiji Kikumaru was the first to discover the information update on the electronic screen.

One matchup arrangement after another caught everyone's eyes.

Tezuka Kunimitsu, Yukimura Seiichi, Fuji Shusuke, Sanada Genichiro, Shiraishi Kuranosuke, Tachibana Kippei, Nio Masaharu, Chitose Chisato...

A series of familiar names caused the junior high school students to talk about it.

"Wow~"

"There are so many people~"

"Speaking of which, is it so straightforward?"

"The strongest group of people..."

There is no doubt that everyone is a junior high school student and has been dealing with each other for two years. Everyone knows who is stronger.

Therefore.

A series of eyes with different expressions all looked at the junior high school students who were selected for placement this time.

As for the junior high school students involved.

"Tezuka, it looks like it's going to be a tough battle."

"Um!"

Looking at the information on the large electronic screen, Tezuka also responded solemnly.

The leader of this group of high school students, the No. 2 of the entire Neon U17 team, and the strongest high school student currently in the base at this time.

——Oni Jujiro!

Staring at that name, Tezuka couldn't help but feel the fighting spirit boiling in his heart.

To be honest, after Sora Kitagawa went to the world, it has been a long time since Tezuka encountered a game that really ignited him.

The last time seemed to be the duel with Yukimura.

And this time, the opponent Tezuka Kunimitsu encountered was named 'Oni Jujiro'!

in addition.

After slightly adjusting his breathing and mentality, Tezuka also aimed his gaze at Fuji's opponent.

No.10 Daqu Ryuji.

The same heavyweight opponent.

The same needs... go all out!

"Fuer, get on!"

There is no need to speak too much, and there is no need to speak clearly.

With his eyebrows like crescent moons, Fuji also stretched out his right hand, slightly clenched it into a fist, and tacitly touched Tezuka's outstretched fist.

"Just let the seniors~"

"Let's have a good look at our tennis."

"Tezuka~"

At this moment, Tezuka and Fuji both walked into excitement and anticipation.

The excitement for this match and the anticipation for the opponent.

immediately.

After nodding to their friends, the selected junior high school students stepped forward one after another and walked towards their tennis courts.

Tezuka's first course, Fuji's fourth course.

Yukimura's second course, Nioh's third course.

Sanada’s fifth course and Shiroishi’s sixth course.

Jujuping’s seventh court...

On the steps of the grandstand, there were waves of cheering and cheering from many friends.

Shuichiro Oishi clenched his hands tightly and became tense.

"Fuji, Tezuka, come on!"

The bouncing big cat Kikumaru dances and dances so much that people can't help but look at it.

"Charge, charge, win~Triple counterattack! Tezuka territory! Hey! Ha! Ya da~"

Bunta Marui blowing bubbles, Kuwahara the jackal with a big bald head.

"Yukimura, Sanada, Nioh, come on!"

"Let the high school students and coaches here see the power of our Li Hai Big Three!"

With these words, the narrow-eyed military advisor who had been expelled from the 'Big Three' looked directly at Jackal Kuwahara.

"Um?"

biu~

At this moment, his eyes were like swords.

In an instant, it was like a peerless 'sword' flashed by.

The African ferocious wolf, which was still very excited, suddenly turned into a wolf cub, tiptoed and shrank into a corner.

"Ouch~"

——I'm sorry, I was wrong, please forgive me, the mighty and powerful strategist~

And besides the ‘indifferent’ Liu Renji here.

And Chitose Qianli, who was no longer lazy and leisurely, was also driven by sudden passion and shouted hard behind Tachibana Juping.

As for the Shitenhoji Temple, the 'love duo' - Golden Koharu and Ichiji Yuji, are providing funny support as always.

They found wigs, tiaras and skirts from nowhere, allowing them to dress up as the 'goddess of victory'.

The graceful and enchanting figure, the flaming red lips, the bright blush on the cheeks, and the pretentious posture of a little girl.

"Shiraishi~"

"Mua~mua~mua~"

"The smile buff of the goddess of victory has been given to you~"

"Chirp chirp chirp~"

The two people closed their eyes and pouted under their artificial voices.

It just makes people’s eyes sore and they can’t see~

Even Shiraishi Kuranosuke, who was walking towards the court, couldn't help but speed up his pace and even forgot to turn around to answer.

…

Phew~

Some time passed.

A series of pre-game preparations have come to an end, and the competition between high school students and junior high school students has officially begun.

Court No. 1.

In front of the net.

Walking with tiger steps and a tall body, there is a majestic Oni Jujiro.

Tezuka Kunimitsu is expressionless, cold and aloof, but at this moment his heart is burning with fire.

The two people, one on the left and one on the right, looked at each other with slightly focused eyes.

"Tezuka Kunimitsu!"

"Senior Ghost."

"I've heard about you before, from Akutsu and Kitagawa."

"They all say that your strength is very good."

Not the information, but the beginning.

Faced with Oni Jujiro's fierce gaze, Tezuka was not afraid at all and took it calmly. When their eyes met, he answered.

"I'm honored."

ever!

Phew~

Visually, flashes of light flash across the sky, the wind blows, and clouds drift across the sky.

"Do you know the reason why I invited you here so early this time?"

"Know a thing or two."

Oni Jujiro's direct question made Tezuka Kunimitsu pause for a moment.

However, the atmosphere on the field became more and more in place.

After hearing that Tezuka's answer was in line with what he was thinking, Oni Jujiro opened his mouth in a row, and his fangs were faintly exposed.

"In that case, let's get started."

"good."

Under Oni Jujiro's sonorous words, Tezuka Kunimitsu nodded solemnly and coped.

immediately.

Amidst the twisting and turning of the tennis racket, the pre-match racket guessing session ended.

Yuukijujiro got the priority and went to the left half of the court to serve.

On Tezuka Kunimitsu's side, he went to the receiving area in the right half of the court, stood with his racket in hand, and bent his knees.

Phew~

Da da da~~~

soon.

Under the constant pressure of Oni Jujiro's big hand, a rhythmic sound of batting the ball, intertwined with the whistling of the breeze, resounded and flew over the court.

A head of wild hair that dances in the wind exaggerates the majestic aura of Oni Jujiro.

Under the overwhelming momentum, a pair of tiger-like eyes stared at Tezuka Kunimitsu, who was watching the opposite half of the field.

This time the U17 trip.

What the coaching staff means is to allow junior high school students to understand the real tennis world and see what higher-level tennis is like.

The road ahead is to see it with your own eyes, experience it yourself, and experience it yourself.

It is to make the junior high school students stronger, and to allow the junior high school students to find the goals and direction to continue to move forward and grow.

High school students are the fuel to help junior high school students go further and fly higher.

Let these seeds germinate and grow faster.

Of all the above, Ghost Jujiro is naturally aware of three or two of them.

so.

In this match with Tezuka, Oni Jujiro’s decision is...

Brush~

"Tezuka!"

"With a fearless heart!"

"Let's go to hell!"

Peng!

Boom~

Hugh~

With an explosive roar, a beam of explosive light was already heading towards the service area in the right half of the court.

Amid the screams that broke through the sky, there was a faint hint of strong wind and surging air waves.

With such a serve, Oni Jujiro's terrifying explosive power was fully displayed and displayed.

To be valued by that guy from Beichuan.

A person who can become the top echelon of junior high school students.

Can be marked so emphatically by several coaches.

Oni Jujiro believed that Tezuka would never be the kind of person who would be directly destroyed by a random blow.

Therefore, Oni Jujiro's decision was to give Tezuka a severe defeat!

In the words of Oni Jujiro.

——"Climb out of hell, Tezuka!"

Because at that time, you will become stronger, reborn, and reborn from the ashes.

As for Tezuka.

ever!

"So strong!"

A startling light flashed in his eyes.

Facing the violent wind and waves, he carefully felt the terrifying pressure coming towards his face, and sensed the ball of light coming straight towards him.

Everything turned into two words and was loaded onto Oni Jujiro's body.

At this moment, Tezuka felt unspeakable pressure.

And that pressure comes from Oni Jujiro, the No. 2.

And it was this heaven-like pressure that made Tezuka's fighting spirit burn brightly.

Boom~

"Hell..."

With a faint smile that seemed to be an illusion, Tezuka Kunimitsu's body also turned from stillness and stepped straight towards the incoming ball.

And it was also at that moment.

A dazzling aura shimmered and bloomed from Tezuka Kunimitsu's body.

immediately.

In the sudden glare of Oni Jujiro's eyes, in the gazes of Saito Chi and Takushi Ryuji, and in the astonished gazes of the spectators outside the venue.

All that shimmering spiritual light converged on Tezuka's left hand holding the racket, like spiritual flames rising.

Buzz~

The realm of selflessness, a gate, the limit of countless tempers.

immediately.

Swish——

Boom!

Hugh~

Boom~

Amidst the explosion, a beam of white light penetrated directly over the entire tennis court.

From right to left, from Tezuka Kunimitsu's position to Oni Jujiro's left half of the backcourt.

At this moment, the light is flying.

At this moment, smoke and dust were everywhere.

For a moment, the whole place fell silent.

Until half an hour.

"good!"

"very good!"

"Tezuka Kunimitsu!"

"Hahaha~~~"

At this moment, Oni Jujiro's mouth came out with a sound of laughter.

The name of ‘Tezuka Kunimitsu’ at this moment.

It was no longer the name that Oni Jujiro heard from Kitagawa Sora and Akutsu.

It was the name that Tezuka himself typed under the "extreme limit of tempering" just now.

"Huh~"

After breathing it out in one breath, Tezuka put the tennis racket back to his side, stood firm, and stared in the direction of Oni Jujiro again with a pair of red phoenix eyes under his gold-rimmed glasses.

"You're welcome, Ghost Senior!"

"Let me take a look at the hell that senior is guarding!"

ever!

This moment.

The sound is like thunder, an invitation to fight.

The eyes flashed with fright and were unstoppable.

He is...Tezuka Kunimitsu!

And immediately.

On the referee's bench on the first pitch.

The referee's voice rang, announcing the score of the game.

"Score valid."

"0-15."

0-15, Oni Jujiro's serve, one ball behind.

The high school students on the terraces outside the stadium also came to their senses one after another. After hearing the news, they were extremely surprised and shocked.

Wow~~~

"What... happened just now..."

"The ghost is actually lagging behind?"

"Huh? What a crazy service game. I was hit with a backhand ace right after the opening. What a good guy."

"Tezuka Kunimitsu... is such an incredible junior high school student..."

"By the way, that light just now must be that one, right?"

"Well, that's right."

"The state of no-self."

"..."

And the other side.

On the high platform, Saito Zhi, who also cast his gaze over, also curled up the corners of his mouth and smiled softly.

He said to Takashi Ryuuji beside him.

"Look, it's true, those boys are not that fragile and vulnerable."

"Even when facing the ghost king, he still shines with grace."

Takushi Ryuuji's eyes were full of admiration, of course, towards Tezuka.

"The state of selflessness."

“The ‘limit of thousands of attempts’ to achieve perfection…”

With emotion and a leisurely look on his face, he felt that Tuozhi Ryuuji was about to say, "This boy has the talent for heavenly clothing."

…

And here on the second court.

"Na~"

"Yukimura-kun~"

"Taneshima-senpai, this time, we are standing on the same tennis court."

Shuji Tanejima, who was not well-dressed, and Seiichi Yukimura, who was also ill-dressed, came to the net, stood facing each other, and showed smiles.

"I didn't expect that my opponent would be me."

"Actually...it's okay~"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, by the way, according to the information and information I got, Yukimura-kun seems to have changed a lot."

Looking at Tanejima Shuji's penetrating eyes, Yukimura Seiichi smiled softly after a pause.

"indeed."

"Thanks to Beichuan, I have indeed grown a lot."

"Ah, lie, lie~"

"As expected~"

With a long smile, Tanejima Shuji also recalled what happened after Kitagawa Sora came to the U17 base.

Not only Yukimura, but also himself has changed a lot because of Kitagawa Sora.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be sitting in this No. 3 position now.

but.

The chat ends here.

After some back-and-forth guessing, the match between Tanejima Shuji and Yukimura Seiichi began.

Da da da~~~

On the left half of the court, Yukimura kept pressing the pale yellow tennis ball toward the ground, making a soft and crisp sound in rhythm.

Phew~

When the wind blows, the ball rises and the racket moves.

Step~

Swish——

"Taneshima-senpai."

"Coming!"

Yukimura Seiichi jumped up lightly, and quickly swung the tennis racket he carried with him towards the tennis ball in the air.

Peng!

Hugh~

With a crisp sound, the tennis ball turned into a stream of light and flew away towards the right half of the court where Shuji Tanejima was.

And above the backcourt in the right half.

With the hem of his clothes flying, Shuji Tanejima also walked quickly towards the direction of the incoming ball with a smile on his face.

"Not bad, Yukimura!"

"However, this speed is not very interesting."

"So, speed up!"

Swish——

Bang!

Hugh~

A command sounded, followed by a scream of speed.

Underneath the tennis ball, which turned into an afterimage, there were two figures running wantonly on the half court.

Seiichi Yukimura vs Shuji Tanejima.

One's tennis is based on the deprivation of 'destroying the five senses' and is sublimated by the control of 'dreams'.

A tennis ball can turn anyone's trump card into nothing.

There is no doubt about it.

This will be a wonderful and interesting game.

…

The third court.

When you enter the river, you can play many laughing words.

"Yo~"

"Nio-kun, I can finally compete with you as I wish."

"I'm looking forward to seeing how far you have reached in your practice now."

Facing Irie Kanata's smiling gaze, Nioh Masaharu, who usually carried a tennis racket, put down the tennis racket and stood at attention.

"I would also like to thank Senior Irie for his guidance in advance."

At the beginning.

Taneshima and Irie were ordered to leave the camp and go to the youth selection camp.

Irie Kanata met a like-minded guy, a little guy who also liked acting and was dedicated to 'playing' others on the court.

——A golf trick who manipulates his opponents into the palm of his hand.

——The most terrifying fraudster on the court.

——Nioh Masaharu.

Irie was delighted to see the hunter's heart, and finally found Nioh Masaharu, and gave him some guidance and advice.

This was the initial fate between the 'actor' Irie Kanata and the 'trickster' Nioh Masaharu.

And now.

It's time to witness what the seed that was originally planted has become today.

"Pfft~"

"If we follow the arrangement, my opponent shouldn't be Irie-senpai~"

Seeing Nioh Masaharu regaining his normal appearance, Irie Kanata smiled leisurely and nodded in response.

"You're right."

"I applied to the coaches for this battle with Nioh-kun."

ever!

At this moment, the two 'actors' who were also smiling looked at each other and gradually entered the same track.

"I won't let you down~"

"Irie-senpai!"

Facing Nio Masaharu's confident words, Irie Kanata's eyes shone brightly and he nodded in response.

"So~"

"Let's get started!"

Huh~

Rest, rest, rest~~~

Pa da ~

Under the blow of a series of breezes, the tennis racket was twisted and rotated rapidly, and fell to the ground with a snap.

The letters on the handle of the racket point straight towards the sky.

Let's guess it ends first.

‘The Movie King’·Souta Irie vs. ‘The Deceiver’·Nioh Masaharu.

A duel about 'acting skills' begins here.

That's right.

They are no longer playing tennis.

What they witnessed and communicated with each other was only their sincere "acting skills".

…