Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Chapter 263 The Last Gift
"Score works."

"Game, Sora Kitagawa, score 2-0."

In the Ariake Arena, the referee's score report and the cheers of countless spectators complemented each other, forming a powerful momentum that resounded throughout the entire venue.

However, even with such a commotion, it did not wake Chico up.

Amidst the bitterness, Chico, who lowered his head, really tasted what it means to be 'crushed'. For a while, he had mixed feelings and couldn't calm down.

In his past tennis career, apart from training matches, the experience of always winning in the main match gradually gave Chico a different sense of self-confidence.

Although I have been warning myself not to be arrogant, arrogant, or astray.
However, being victorious along the way will eventually cause Chico's character and thoughts to gradually change.

And now.

In this so-called exchange match, facing the extremely powerful Kitagawa Sora, Chico tasted the feeling of being crushed for the first time.

Strong physical strength, speed, endurance, superb tennis skills, and super skills at your fingertips.

Either other people's "It's as fast as the wind", or his own "Shenliliu · Ice Dragon Soaring to the Sky" and "Shenliliu·Frost Destroyer", Chico enjoyed a display of strength that was stronger than the previous one. Feeling of powerlessness one after another.

Can't fight back, can't fight back, can't fight back!

ACE ball, tennis racket was directly hit.

Seeing that it was ready to continue, Kitagawa Sora ushered in a more powerful blow, every time.

"Huha~huha~~~"

The sound of wind and breathing sounded all at once.

After taking a deep breath, Chico closed and opened his eyes, adjusted his state, and looked at Beichuan Kong in the left half.

"Beichuan!!!"

bass!
In an instant, as his eyes condensed, in the haze of light, Chico's fighting spirit became firm again.

Regardless of whether it is crushed or not, regardless of the situation, regardless of the situation,
In short, there is no retreat in this game.

The wind blows and the war resumes.

After the sound of rattling the ball, the tennis ball flew out of Chico's hands.

brush!
Bang!
With a crisp sound, the tennis ball was flying at top speed.

With a bang, the tennis ball precisely landed above the center line in the left half of the service area, but a strange refraction occurred.

It turned out that it was a pebble that changed the original direction of the tennis ball.

"Well, it's over here."

In the whisper, Kitagawa Sora, who had already reached the center line and prepared his backhand shot, flicked his feet hard and quickly started to move his body backwards.

Kitagawa Sora, who turned around in the air, took advantage of the situation and moved the racket.

With a sideways swing from left to right, he sliced ​​towards the tennis ball.

bang~
The tennis ball flew straight into the sky with a terrifying spin.

Seeing this scene, Fuji was the first to be stunned in the entrance passage and couldn't help but whisper.

"Hmm~"

"Under such circumstances, you can actually defeat the white dragon."

Playing the 'White Dragon' in that awkward posture, Fuji said that even he, a developer, has never tried it.

Hmm~ You can try it next time~~~
"That action!"

"Appeared! White Dragon!"

In the noisy and noisy audience, a chorus of shouts cheered Chico up even more.

After some careful prediction and analysis, Chico no longer hesitated and quickly started to spread his legs and retreat towards the bottom line of the backcourt at high speed.

next second.

Bang!
A crisp sound sounded under Chico's shot.

Although the white dragon fell from the sky, after some violent friction on the bottom line, it ejected irregularly.

However, Chico, despite being prepared in advance, narrowly caught Bailong's ball path and hit the net at the last moment.

However, although he fought back the white dragon in danger, the crisis that Chico encountered never dissipated.

"not good!"

With a low voice, Chico quickly swung his legs and moved forward to make up for the loss, fearing that Sora Kitagawa would hit a short cutting ball.

On the other hand, Kitagawa Sora smiled again when he saw Chico's movements.

Faintly, there is a tendency to see through everything and control the entire scene.

"Now that you've noticed the short ball at the net, give it a try."

brush!
Between the words, there was a soft sound in the air, and the tennis racket held in his right hand was lifted straight up, high above his head, with the frame facing straight forward.

"Round table strike!"

Amid Beichuan Kong's cold drink, the side frame of the tennis racket slashed fiercely at the tennis ball flying in front of him with the force of a gust of wind.

Boom!
boom!
Under the extreme concentration of power, a golden beam of light fell like a meteor, and in the blink of an eye, it hit Chico in front of him.

The next moment, Chico gritted his teeth and started to make violent friction and rotation with the ground.

呲味味~~~
咻叏~~~
Phrin~~~
In an instant, starlight points floated up and condensed into a golden light curtain rain, covering Chico entirely.

In one minute, twelve golden streams of light, in the shape of a spiral tunnel, completely swallowed up Chico.

A ball of 'Round Table Slam', with the most fantastic special effects, left Chico helpless.

A tennis ball I chose out of desperation turned out to be nothing more than a phantom.

"I can't find it at all!"

Under the sky of starry rain, Chico couldn't help being dazed for a while, and the "round table kick" just now began to replay in his mind.

Under the super spin, Chico had just eliminated five phantoms from the twelve tennis balls that differentiated.

In other words, there are still seven tennis balls. It is difficult to tell whether they are true or false. You can only choose to swing them randomly and make your destiny choice.

It's a pity that this time the choice was not favored by the goddess of luck, or in other words, it was blessed by the lucky buff, but it still failed to be selected.

After all, it is one of seven choices, and the factors involved are even more complicated.

Of course, this does not mean Chico cuisine.

On the contrary, being able to see through five phantoms in the first 'round table strike' is actually quite powerful.

At this time.

After recalling the pictures, Chico's thoughts gradually returned.

In the venue, the shouts gradually faded away, and eyes full of anticipation and excitement were staring at the tennis court, waiting for the next wave of shouts to come.

Just when a breeze blew up, it brought Beichuan Sora's confident and cold voice.

"Then let the game continue, Chico."

"Whoo~~~"

brush!
The tennis ball was thrown into the air again.

"No matter what, we can't lose all the way!"

"Get this ball back!"

Chike knew that if Bei Chuankong was allowed to continue to gain momentum, the situation of the game would change from 'bad' to 'very bad'.

Although Kitagawa Sora's strong strength continued to increase the pressure on Chico, Chico, who had never had the option of surrender, did not want to lose the game in such an embarrassing manner.

bass!
The eyes suddenly condensed, gathering concentrated spiritual power and fighting spirit, and began to swarm.

He kept walking, and after a pause, Chico turned into a cheetah and tiger, sprinting to the net with unyielding momentum.

The battle between the millimeters is the most dangerous, the most exciting, and the most possible.

Therefore, in an instant, Chico made the decision to compete in tennis.

"Beichuan!"

A shout reached Beichuan Kong's ears.

"Yo~"

"You haven't given up yet, Chico, but that's right. If you give up, it won't be you!"

Bei Chuankong smiled slightly, feeling very satisfied with Chico's initiative to initiate a 'challenge'.

If the tennis player he recognized just chose to give up and admit defeat, he would be very angry.

Faced with Chico's final struggle, Kitagawa Sora had no intention of letting go.

Therefore.

"Chico!"

A shout of response, a call to arms.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, and with the whole audience in an uproar, Kitagawa Sora took a long stride and sprinted away towards the tennis ball.

Bang!
With a soft sound, Kitagawa Sora encountered the tennis ball in the midfield position.

An undercut curve ball passed through a perfect parabola and landed in the right half of the net.

The impact contained in the tennis ball has been almost eliminated by Kitagawa Sora, leaving only violent rotation.

tread!
With heavy footsteps, Chico rushed over.

Staring at the tennis ball that bounced up at a weird angle after landing, he said calmly.

"What a strong spin!"

The tennis racket in his hand flipped over, and with the help of the shaking of his wrist, a reverse cutting pad hit the tennis ball, which neutralized most of the rotation. It lightly crossed the net and began to fall in an arc.

This time, Chico did the opposite.

I didn't think about hitting a tennis ball, but hit a fairly normal falling ball over the net.

"Hmm~ Changed tactics!"

Bei Chuan Kong, who had just passed the midfield, subconsciously slowed down, and was about to catch an unexpected ball, was also slightly taken aback, and then he figured it out, and immediately took a big stride.

Overall, Chico's unexpected idea was a success.

But it's a pity that Kitagawa Sora's strength prevented Chico from scoring.brush!
With an extremely fast dodge, Bei Chuankong appeared in front of the tennis ball, and the increased moving speed made Chike's eyes condense.

At this time, Kitagawa Sora whispered lightly as he looked at the tennis ball that had just landed on the parallel surface of the upper edge of the net.

"This height is just right."

As he spoke, under the glowing eyes of everyone on the sidelines, Kitagawa Sora turned sideways, bent his body slightly, and raised his left-handed racket head directly above his shoulders.

"Catch me a ball!"

With a slightly cold voice, from left to right, from top to bottom, an incomparably sharp cutting headed towards the tennis ball.

Bang!
With a crisp sound, the tennis ball, which was suddenly given a terrifying spin, turned back and crossed the net, falling towards the left front of the net at a relatively large oblique angle.

At this moment, Chico was still in the right area in front of the net. He never thought that Sora Kitagawa could arrive so quickly and even hit a short ball from a wide angle.

tread!
With a heavy kick, Chico ejected, ready to save the ball.

This is Sora Kitagawa's offensive short ball, but it is also his chance ball.

As long as he can catch up with the ball, he will have enough attack points to choose from.

Hit the corresponding short ball in the open area in front of the net, or pass the ball directly to the backcourt, or make a fake action and take a diagonal attack.
A variety of different options will definitely break through Kitagawa Sora's defense and score this point.

With the twinkling of his eyes, he took a big stride, and Chico stretched out the tennis racket in his hand to the limit, preparing to catch the ball and counterattack after the tennis ball bounced off the ground.

However, the imagination is beautiful, but the reality is quite cruel.

But only a second later, Chico's tennis racket froze in the air, and the gleam in his eyes also dissipated invisible.

Chico stared at the tennis ball in a daze, unable to speak for a long time.

Just because, in front of Chico's eyes, Kitagawa Sora's short ball did not bounce off the ground, but after a friction, it rolled straight towards the net.

And under Chico's careful observation, the ball really hit the ground.

"This ball is."

After being stunned, Chico asked this question in a daze.

Beichuan Kong gave him a faint smile and replied.

"'Shortball Zero'."

"How about the technique developed by Tezuka? It's amazing."

As he spoke, Bei Chuankong's gaze shifted towards the passageway at the entrance of the field, and his expression quietly unfolded.

"It's really amazing."

After thinking about it, Chico had to admit that this so-called 'zero short ball' was really pretty good.

Chico's gaze moved forward and saw Tezuka, Yukimura and others, with an inexplicable expression flickering.

soon.

On the tennis court, Chico calmed down and played against Sora Kitagawa again.

On Kitagawa Sora's side, he was also full of pride and wreaked havoc on the court.

Run, gallop, swing.

Under the sun, he displayed his passion and played one skill after another that made the whole audience excited.

Bang!
In the flash of shock, Kitagawa Sora fired a long-lost 'gun bullet', which unexpectedly penetrated Chico's tennis racket and scored another point.

What's more, Ping Shanzhi in the entrance passage grinned and smiled.

boom!
The figure of the Great Demon King leaping into the sky, with the background of the sun, completely enveloped and swallowed Chico, who was waiting for him.

In the midst of Mr. Atobe's arrogant coldness, a gorgeous "Waltz to Destruction" followed by "Escape to Frustration", three consecutive explosive smashes, once again shattered the struggling Chico's defense.

I have to say that Chico is still very capable and capable.

After hearing the word "Waltz to Destruction", I was immediately ready, and he responded perfectly to the first smash.

Seeing that the offensive was resolved, Kitagawa Sora was also moved.

To Chico's surprise, he hit another explosive smash, still attacking the handle of Chico's tennis racket.

When Chico's clapping hand was sore and numb twice, he played the killer escape song.

It is equivalent to combining the "Waltz towards Destruction" and the "Escape towards Frustration".

It can only be said that Kitagawa Sora is better in the battle between the two.

And after showing all his teammates' ball skills, Beichuan Kong's state has officially entered a fiery state.

Da~da~da~~~
"Chico!"

"coming!"

brush!
Boom!
"Kamiri-ryu·Ice Dragon Soaring to the Sky!"

"昻~"

In an instant, the frosty world descended again, and the dragon of ice crystals roamed the void, singing and roaring to the nine heavens.

Boom!
"Shenliliu Frost Destroyer!"

boom!
Boom! !
Boom! ! !
In an instant, frost tornadoes raged across the entire tennis court, bringing a severe ice storm, trying to freeze everything and baptize everything.

There were explosions again and again, ice dragon impacts again and again, and frost infection again and again.

Gradually, Chico's movements became slow to the naked eye.

The double oppression and impact on the mental and physical levels made Chico feel like he was trapped in a muddy swamp, unable to move even an inch.

Either the tennis racket was knocked away, or it was difficult to keep up with the tennis ball that seemed to be traveling at the speed of light, or it was directly suppressed on the spot.

In front of Bei Chuankong, who was fully fired, Chi Ke at this moment had no power to parry.

Bang!
"Score works."

"Game, Sora Kitagawa, score 3-0."

boom!
"Game, Sora Kitagawa, score 4-0."

Boom!
"Game, Sora Kitagawa, score 5-0."

wow~~~
The first singles match gradually reached its climax, completely igniting the passion of the audience.

Countless spectators from all directions began to shout Kitagawa Sora's name.

"Beichuan! Beichuan! Beichuan! Beichuan!"

"The Great Demon King! The Great Demon King! The Great Demon King!"

"Invincible! Invincible! Invincible!"

"The strongest on the surface! The strongest on the surface! The strongest on the surface!"

"Ahhh~~~"

In the hustle and bustle of the Ariake Arena, the tennis match gradually came to an end.

"Huha~huha~huha~~~"

On the right half of the court, Chico, who was sweating profusely in the receiving position, was breathing heavily.

Because he has been enduring the strong mental oppression of Kitagawa Sora and resisting the mental attacks from secretly, openly, in tennis balls, and in sight, Chico's mental consumption is very high.

At this moment, his face was even a little pale.

Especially Kitagawa Sora's scarlet eyes made him feel extremely stressed.

It's like witnessing the abyss of hell with your own eyes
Not to mention the physical aspect, although the number of innings is small and the number of shots is also small, but the load that Chico brings to the ball every time he hits Sora Beichuan cannot be calculated by common sense.

Right now, Chico's hands are not only numb, but his whole body is numb, which is a symptom of exhaustion.

But even though the game has come to the last goal.

Although both physically and mentally he was exhausted, Chico still managed to dig out his last bit of strength, support himself, and look at Kitagawa Sora on the opposite side.

Da~da~da~~~
In the left half of the court, the serve position and the rhythmic sound of hitting the ball kept ringing, like the final bell.

Although sweat was also dripping, Beichuan Kong, who still looked in good condition, looked at Chike opposite him.

The breeze blew, and their eyes intertwined.

In the meeting of eyes, there is a hidden thought flickering.

Snapped!
The sound of batting stopped.

Holding a tennis ball in one hand, Sora Kitagawa looked at Chico and said pointedly.

"Chico!"

"This last ball should be regarded as my gift to you!"

"I hope that when we fight again next time, you will have already set foot in the world!"

bass!
Concentrating, the aura gradually accumulated, and gradually, in Chico's eyes, Kitagawa Sora's figure gradually became illusory.

"Beichuan!"

"Come!"

In the forced final roar.

The next moment, a buzzing sound resounded throughout the tennis court and shook Chico's world.

In the left half of the court, Kitagawa Sora threw the tennis ball into the air, and then raised the tennis racket up into the sky.

The majestic spiritual power began to surge, and the radiance of the immortal body and the brilliance of the Sharingan began to shine for the final time.

A cold figure wearing a haori stood behind Kitagawa Sora.

His eyes are slightly closed, his body is upright, and he is holding a silver sword.

"Chico!"

"Goodbye!"

bass!
In an instant, a startling light rises, a startling scream appears, and dreams spin!

“Heaven-like”

"Break it, Jinghua Shuiyue!"

Cen!
In an instant, a silvery white light seemed to shine, illuminating the whole world.

(End of this chapter)