Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Chapter 190 Wherever the data reaches, it is my domain
Site two.

sidelines.

"Good job."

Kitagawa Sora and Oishi and Kikumaru who walked off the court clapped their hands and fist bumped in celebration.

As for Liujiao Middle School, Ishihara Osamu and Ibaraki Mitsu said apologetically.

"I'm sorry, Dad, I still lost."

"Sorry, everyone."

The latter words were spoken to the teammates who came up to meet him.

The father, who was kneeling on the coach's bench, said leisurely while holding a cup of tea offered by someone unknown.

"Winning or losing is not important, the most important thing is whether you grow or not."

"Then, go ahead and train harder."

"Yes, Dad."

Under the guidance of their father, Osamu Ishihara and Hikaru Ibaraki showed a slight smile, and of course, their serious and determined eyes.

Train hard and become stronger!
Oishi, Kikumaru, when we wait for the national competition, let's compete again!

Finally, Osamu Ishihara and Hikari Ibaraki looked directly in the direction where Qingxue had gone to rest, and looked directly at the two people who had returned to the crowd.

As for other words of guidance, Dad didn't say much more.

In the doubles two just now, the reason for losing the game is actually nothing else, it is simply that the hard power is not comparable.

Regardless of physical fitness, tennis skills, or even tacit understanding, Osamu Ishihara and Hikari Ibaraki cannot compare to Oishi and Kikumaru.

If you can win this kind of game, it will be a big deal.

After doubles two, the doubles one game is about to begin.

The 'Silver Team' of Sadaharu Inui and Takashi Kawamura faced off against Mitsukaze Asai and Ryota Hayaka of Rokkaku Middle School.

before the net.

"Hey, Asai-senpai, you did appear in the doubles."

Inui Sadaharu was the first to say hello to Asai Mikaze.

In the previous special training at the beach, the two data men had already become familiar with each other because they served as various referees, trainers, scorers, timekeepers and other tasks.

Ryota, a third grader, looked at the 'little Gan Gan' across from him who was a little shorter than him, but his eyes were extremely solemn.

There is a saying that goes well, only people of the same kind will understand the same kind of people.

Only those who play with data will understand the horror of data.

As early as the previous three days of staying together and various earlier investigations, Ryota Zazai had understood something deeply.

The 'little Qiangan' in front of me, a doctor of data from Qingxue, has a higher level of data tennis than myself.

In the morning, Ryota squinted his eyes, his reflective glasses flashing brightly.

"Oh, it seems that Qianjun has expected this."

Inui Sadaharu also reached out, gently adjusted his black-rimmed glasses, and said confidently.

"Of course, my data will not be wrong."

Morning Ryota continued.

"Just in time, I got my wish and met Mr. Qian."

Inui Sadaharu curled up the corners of his mouth and continued to smile confidently.

"Then it will definitely be my stronger data."

"Oh, yes."

"Wait and see."

Sanfeng Asai and Takashi Kawamura next to the two of them fell into silence tacitly, watching Ryota and Sadaharu Mikami, who were talking to each other.

After all, one of them is in charge of physical strength and the other is in charge of strength.

It’s better to leave things like playing with people’s hearts and data to professionals.

They just need to shut up.

Of course, compared to Asai Mikaze, Kawamura Takashi definitely knows a little more.

The tacit understanding between the two told Kawamura Takashi that the conversation just now must have been intentional and important. It should be related to data tennis.

As for Mikaze Asai, it's a bit 'humorous'.

Without this physical man noticing, Ryota and Sadaharu had already had an invisible confrontation in the morning.

The duel of data tennis actually started as early as the moment when Sadaharu Inui uttered his first words.

It was dusk.

in the activity room.

While changing his clothes, Kitagawa Sora murmured lightly.

"The bottleneck, hmm~~~"

Just now, Inui Sadaharu asked Kitagawa Sora about the follow-up tennis path.

Logically speaking, the path of data should be endless and fully sufficient to support Inui Sadaharu's future.

Unfortunately, data is endless but manpower is limited.

Faintly, Inui Sadaharu felt that there was something standing there in front of his tennis path.

Or a wall of sighs that is difficult to break through, or a fork in the road with different choices.

Therefore, Gan Sadaharu expressed his doubts.

At that time, Kitagawa Sora's answer was always engraved deep in his heart.

"Agan, to be honest, data tennis is definitely unlimited."

"Judging from your current level, you are still in the data input stage, collecting information, processing data, analyzing probabilities, performing internal processing of data through the 'processor' of the brain, and then using the body for external use."

"But data is more than just input."

"In the following practice, you might as well try to output data."

"Turn data into a weapon to attack the opponent, assist with spiritual power, and break down the opponent's defense."

While Sadaharu was in silence for a while, Kitagawa Sora pointed out the follow-up path of data tennis mentioned in the original work.

Of course, Kitagawa Sora hasn't finished speaking yet.

"There is a deeper possibility, although it is just my imagination."

“Evolving the world with data.”

“Data and the world?”

Such a surprising point made Ini Sadaharu couldn't help but exclaim.

Bei Chuankong smiled and said.

"That's right, evolve the world with data."

"Through the power of spirit, will, and heart, after understanding the true meaning of data, we can center ourselves and assimilate the space with data."

"At that time, the self will be the heart of the world, and the domain of data assimilation will be my world."

"Within the world of data, there is the realm of God, which controls all truth."

In this way, in the midst of Kitagawa Sora's divine thoughts about the future, Inui Sadharu was confused.Although he saw his future path, he wanted to ask, is this path so far away?

Wherever the data reaches, it is the domain of God.

This is creating a small world, shouldn’t you be so unscientific~~~
of course.

Kitagawa Sora also said before and after that it was just a fantasy. Whether there is such a state requires Gan Sadaharu to work hard to practice and explore.

Ahem, but despite this, Kitagawa Sora's first suggestion, Inui Sadaharu was still very insightful.

This is not.

In today's competition, our data doctor from Qingxue has already begun to try to practice introductory practice of 'data input'.

Bang!
Following a forehand pull by Inui Sadaharu, a diagonal baseline corner kick appeared directly, once again piercing the defense of the Hexagonal duo.

"M-Kawamura scores."

"Game, Qingxue takes the lead, the score is 4-2."

After the referee's announcement, the audience started talking.

"Wow, Qingxue's silver combination looks similar."

"It seems like Rokkaku Middle School can't handle it."

"But I always feel like the game is a little weird."

One of the focuses of discussion, the Hexagonal duo, who were forced into another round of the game, did not show any excessive reaction.

On the tennis court, Mikaze Asai, who had already lost a lot of sweat and soaked his clothes due to Rokkaku's physical exertion, stared at Ryota Asa and asked hopefully.

"Morning! How was it?"

Above the white-framed glasses, a ray of startling light flashed past. In the morning, Ryota forced himself to suppress the excitement in his heart and nodded.

"Thank you, Asai!"

"All data has been collected!"

Hearing this long-awaited answer, Asai Mikaze immediately burst into laughter and pumped his fist vigorously to vent the pent-up anger in his heart.

"Very well, let's start the counterattack!"

"Bring victory back!"

You know, in the six games just now, Ryota had to spend most of his energy collecting data.

Most of the offensives on Qingxue's side can only be dealt with by Mikaze Asai.

After six games, even Mikaze Asai, who was good at physical strength, was about to collapse from exhaustion.

Fortunately, Kawamura Takashi and Gan Sadaharu on Qingxue's side seem to be a little soft-hearted?

It always felt like there was a little bit of letting go, otherwise Asai Mifeng always felt that he would not be able to survive.

But, these are all trivial matters, don’t pay attention to them. Next, it’s our turn to fight back.

However, just as Mikaze Asai began to gear up and prepare to grin, the leisurely and confident voice of Inui Sadaharu from the opposite half reached their ears again.

"Bring victory back?"

"That can't be done."

Looking back in response, looking at Inui Sadaharu and Kawamura Takashi who were showing confident and mysterious smiles, Ryota Asa felt a little bad at this time.

"What do you mean?"

"I have collected your data. In the next game, victory will belong to Rokkaku!"

At this time, Kawamura Takashi, who had been holding back for so long, could finally speak loudly.

"Those data are not good."

Not good at data?

Amid the stunned confusion of the Rokkaku duo, Inui Sadaharu adjusted his glasses and smiled.

"Those data are sent to you specially by me."

"Specially delivered to me"

Ryota's confused murmuring in the morning was answered in the subsequent game.

Bang!
"M-Kawamura scores."

Ryota was stunned in the morning: "No, no, how could you hit a diagonal kick on the left at this time? Shouldn't you be hitting a baseline kick on the center line?"

boom!
"M-Kawamura scores."

Ryota was silent in the morning: "Surprisingly, everything is wrong."

Bang!
boom!
Boom!
peng!

"Game, Qingxue, score 6-2."

"The doubles match is over, Inui and Kawamura win!"

In the referee's announcement, the world on the sidelines suddenly burst into cheers.

"Qingxue! Qingxue! Qingxue!"

But on the tennis court, there was silence.

Ryota showed a helpless expression in the morning. After looking at Inui Sadaharu opposite him, he turned to his partner and said.

"I'm sorry, Asai, I made you suffer in vain."

"That good boy deliberately sent false data in front of me."

At the end of the words, there was a tone of willingness to admit defeat, the kind that came from the heart, saying that the skills were inferior to others and there was nothing to do.

Sanfeng Asai also let out a long sigh of relief, and responded.

"It's okay, what is this?"

"I just put all the pressure on Xiao Heiyu."

That's right, after the first doubles player was killed by Qingxue Qiufeng, Rokkajia lost both doubles matches, and the pressure came directly to the third singles player.

If you lose again, you will go home directly.

The contestant in singles three is none other than first-year Kuroba Harukaze.

Well, my father arranged it this way. I don’t know why. Originally, according to Ryouta Hayashi’s idea, Akaiichi or Torajiro Saeki would be the singles players.

Finally, the net.

The two sides shook hands after the game.

Ryota couldn't help but ask in the morning.

"Qianjun, did you do this on purpose?"

Inui Sadaharu smiled and said.

"Well, data tennis, I was at the data entry level before."

"Right now, under Beichuan's guidance, I am currently practicing 'data output'."

"If the seniors in the morning want to continue on the road of data tennis, you might as well try to practice."

Finally, Inui Sadaharu explained it seriously.

After all, if you borrow someone else's money to practice for a while, you have to return some favors, right?

(End of this chapter)