Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Chapter 10 A New Beginning

sunset.

at dusk.

The afterglow of the setting sun reflects the youthful atmosphere of the school.

The falling cherry blossoms create a beautiful Japanese campus picture.

on the tennis court.

Facing the white clouds and clouds.

The yellow tennis ball, stained with dust, fell to the ground, bouncing and rolling one after another, making a 'peng~peng~peng~' sound.

In the stillness of everything.

It heralds the handover of the old and new eras.

It also declares the end of the wheel battle that determines the fate of the tennis club.

"Better than the game is over."

As the second-year referee of the tennis club, I feel complicated and difficult to understand.

Amid hesitation, the final decision was made.

"Kitagawa Sora wins, score 6-0."

next moment.

on the tennis court.

The hustle and bustle replaced the silence of the previous second.

"Win! Win!"

"Beichuan! Beichuan!"

"Master Beichuan, invincible, we win!"

Among the cheers of the first graders.

There were whispers from the second and third graders.

"Still. Lost."

"That brat is too powerful and is not on the same level as us at all."

"In the end, I still didn't get a single point."

"Minister Yamato."

"Yuda, is your hand okay?"

A depressing atmosphere and complicated emotions grew in the hearts of many second- and third-year tennis club members.

The two friends who had a better relationship with Yama and Yuda quickly looked at the field with worried eyes.

Yamato Yudai's arms, which he struggled to stretch out, were put down feebly.

He bent over, lowered his head, and put his racket on the ground to support his exhausted body. Dense beads of sweat dripped to the ground, and he gasped for air.

His right hand, which was already injured, started to hurt even more after such a high-pressure match, and it started to tremble and tremble non-stop.

This is the director of the Youth Academy Men's Tennis Club.

I have tried my best to compete and tried my best.

Now I feel free from guilt.

blah~~
Regular and steady footsteps sounded, attracting Yamato Yudai's attention, and he looked up.

Looking at Kitagawa Sora gradually walking towards the net, Yamato Yudai also stepped forward.

brush!
under dusk.

The two arms are holding each other in the air above the net.

"I recognize your spirit."

Yamato Yuu smiled.

"From now on, the tennis department will be in your hands."

"Kitagawa-san."

"I hope you can take it with you and regain your glory, please."

however.

Amid Yamato Yudai's surprise, Kitagawa Sora shook his head.

The glory of the Seigaku Tennis Club was nothing more than a round trip to the country during the Nanjiro period, and it was directly sent home by Yamabuki, who was coached by Bantian Mikiya.

But Kitagawa Sora doesn't want this kind of 'glory'.

His heart goes beyond that.

"The Youth Tennis Club under my leadership will create unprecedented brilliance, not the glory of the past."

I heard Kitagawa Sora's bold words.

Look at the confident look on the 'man' in front of you.

Yamato Yuda couldn't help being taken aback.

Then, he smiled in relief.

This time, he understood another difference between himself and Kitagawa Sora.

The gap between him and Kitagawa Sora is not just in terms of strength.

What's more important is the 'heart'.

Still a long way to go.

(Motor motor darne!)

Yamato Yudai's last attachment to the tennis club was broken by Kitagawa Sora's words.

With their own smiles.

The two walked off the court.

But Zhenjiao Dagong, who had been silent on the sidelines, was the first to stand up, put his hands together, and clapped.

"Clap clap clap~~~"

Under the leadership of crackling sound.

The freshmen of the first grade and some of the second and third graders also paid the most sincere respect to the two who walked off slowly.

Even Sumire Ryuzaki is no exception.certainly.

The "rat shit" groups such as Sugo Shinnosuke and Wisteria Koji who woke up are definitely exceptions.

Instead, he stared at Kitagawa Sora and Yamato Yudai with evil, resentful, and malicious eyes with negative emotions.

With the arrival of Kitagawa Sora.

Sumire Ryuzaki, who had not moved for a long time, glanced at Yamato Yudai, then looked at Kitagawa Sora, and spoke first.

"you win."

"Your strength is so strong that I seem to see that guy again."

He paused for a moment, seeming to organize his words.

After scanning the familiar tennis court, Ryuzaki Sumire said with a wooden face.

"As for the idea of ​​what you said."

"I look forward to you leading Qingxue to the stage of national competitions."

"Prove everything with facts."

Maybe it's motivation, maybe it's expectations, or maybe it's just for the sake of his teacher's face.

In short.

After the last words.

Sumire Ryuzaki turned around and left.

"All over the country"

"You'll see it, Ryuzaki-sensei."

Looking at the 'mathematics' teacher Sumire Ryuzaki who left directly, Kitagawa Sora smiled faintly.

immediately.

Then he turned his gaze to Shinnosuke Sugou and others gathered together.

That indifferent look.

Seeing this group of bullies and fearful guys, their hearts trembled again.

"You guys should get out of here too."

"You are removed."

In one word, the fate of this group of 'rat shit' was decided.

The Seigaku Tennis Club that Kitagawa Sora wants to re-build will naturally not leave room for this group of black sheep.

And after hearing Sora Kitagawa's announcement.

Ito Fucheng and the others changed their complexions instantly.

"What? You're going to kick us all out of the tennis club?"

"how dare you."

"you can not do that."

"Sir Beichuan, please give us a chance."

You know, in the country of Neon, being kicked out of the club is not a good thing.

During last week's observation time.

Kitagawa Sora's little notebook is full of names.

Which guys should be kicked out directly, and which members who can barely see through the eyes can stay, Beichuan Sora has a good idea.

Therefore.

He ignored the dissatisfaction, protests and begging for mercy from Shinnosuke Sugou and others.

Beichuan Sora's eyes changed.

He looked at the several tennis club members surrounding Yamato Yudai.

As the saying goes, things of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups.

These members, under the leadership of Yamato Yudai, are quite capable.

He has a good attitude and a good character. Although he is not very strong, at least as an ordinary member of the tennis club, he is basically qualified.

"You guys can stay in the ministry."

"It's just that from now on, there are new rules, and you have to listen to me."

Under Beichuan Kong's gaze.

Looking at Shinnosuke Sugou and others next to him who were destined to end tragically.

Sakamoto Kumadai and others nodded quickly and replied.

"Yes, Master Beichuan."

"Thank you Beichuan-kun for your mercy."

"We will obey orders in the future."

See this scene of differential treatment.

The resentment in the eyes of Sugou Shinnosuke and others was even greater.

however.

next moment.

Bei Chuankong, with indifferent eyes, spoke coldly again.

"Don't hurry up!"

chap!
The chilling chill pierced into the heart and soul, directly reminding Shinosuke Sugo and the others of the horror of the Great Demon King of Hell.

The resentment and cowardice fade away.

Instead, there was endless panic and fear.

Looking at each other.

This group of guys didn't dare to say anything more. They directly carried Takei Takeshi who was in a coma and fled in a hurry.

ps: When I woke up today, my head was so dizzy that I forgot to set the update in advance. Sorry~it’s a little late~
ps: In addition, the light novel channel is fiercely competitive, and Wang Wang is a small crowd. Therefore, for the new book issue, please count the votes. Please, everyone, support the data in various aspects, recommendation tickets, monthly tickets, rewards, and comments , keep reading, thank you Baihu!

ps: Especially pursuing reading is very important, please!

(End of this chapter)