Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Chapter 282 Towards the Wailing Jig

In an instant.

With Atobe's 'Tannhäuser Serve' flying out and Kitagawa Sora's sweeping racquet swing, the entire No. [-] court turned into a sea of ​​screaming and jubilation.

wow~~~
"Look! Look! Look!"

"Fight back, Seigaku's Kitagawa Demon King strikes back! Atobe's 'Tanhhäuser Serve' was broken!"

"Second ball! Really on the second ball!"

"It's so scary!!!"

咻叏~~~
Amidst the roaring cheers of the noisy audience, it was the sky-piercing and screaming ball that directly became the focus.

……

Turn back time one second.

Under the close gaze of thousands of eyes, Kitagawa Sora, who was quietly observing and analyzing, caught the momentary gap, and swung the racket at a high speed without hesitation.

The tennis racket, which was rubbing against the ground, faced the tennis ball that fell to the ground.

The net string area of ​​the racket head directly began to collide with the tennis ball for a while, and after the tense 'sticking', it was the direct refraction of the returning tennis ball.

This time, the tennis ball, which was loaded with countless sights, had no intention of hitting the net.

Strength, speed, rotation, trajectory angle, crescent moon path...

Although there are still some flaws in every aspect, the yellow stream of light flying straight to the left half is wantonly demonstrating a fact.

Just like Kitagawa Sora's bold words at the beginning, just like Atobe's preparation in his heart, just like the exclamations and shouts of the audience.

Facing Atobe's aggressive Yang Wei's 'Tanghäuser Serve', Kitagawa Sora completed the counterattack on the second ball.

……

Of course, fight after fight, exclamation after exclamation, the winner of the second ball on the tennis court has not yet been determined.

咻叏~~~
The tennis ball broke through the air, rode the wind, and erratically spun, falling to the left of the midfield.

Because it was his first counterattack, Sora Kitagawa had no idea how to catch Tannhäuser's serve.

Still figuring it out.

Therefore, the attack power of this return ball is not great, and even the trajectory is considered simple.

In the left half, Atobe, who had not been affected until now, had already stepped forward.

bass!
Amidst a ray of shock, accompanied by Atobe's eyes flickering, the tennis racket that swung swiftly and slammed fiercely at the tennis ball that had just been ejected from the ground.

boom!
Whoosh!
Amidst the sound of extreme speed, a stream of yellow light penetrated the right half of the field and passed the limit from the right sideline.

"Score works."

"30-15."

Under the loud announcement of the score by the referee, the audience roared again.

Relying on the instant opportunity created by the 'Tannhäuser Serve', Atobe hit the target with one hit and once again won the point from Kitagawa Sora.

Just like Atobe's previous thought, no matter whether the move is broken or not, as long as he can get points, that's all.

……

Call ~
The refreshing breeze began to howl.

The flames of nothingness began to rise.

On the tennis court, Kitagawa Sora and Atobe stared at each other intently again, and the match continued in earnest.

Da~da~da~~~
Speechless, speechless, only the sound of the ball hitting the ball again spread throughout the venue along with the breeze.

brush!
With the high-flying ball thrown, Atobe once again began to bend to the extreme.

Like a spring, with an extreme arc, it explodes with extreme power. With the help of micro-manipulation of the wrist, under the powerful cutting, Tannhäuser serves and shines.

Bang!
咻叏~~~
Even if Sora Kitagawa is now able to complete the return of the 'Tannhäuser serve', it will have some impact on the quality of the return shot.

And as long as this influence does not disappear, Atobe will naturally not throw away the 'Tannhäuser Serve'.

This truth can be seen by many people who watch the game carefully.

However, what shocked them again was that they still underestimated the power of the Beichuan Demon King.

……

"It's better to start with 'Tannhäuser Serve'."

With the slight movement of his eyelids, Kitagawa Kong's expression condensed and he said something in his heart.

"But I'm going to disappoint you again."

When a faint smile appeared, the tennis racket held tightly in Kitagawa Sora's hand was already moving quickly in line with the pace of his feet.

Bang~ba!
The harsh friction sound sounded again, followed by a crisp sound that shook the heart.

Whoosh!
As the eyes of countless people were shocked, the yellow stream of light began to fly, hitting the corner of Jibu's backhand area.

Ball speed, force, spin, trajectory, timing of ball path...

Compared with the previous ball, the quality of the return ball this time can be said to have increased and changed visible to the naked eye. It is not a return ball of the same level at all.

"Actually..."

"Have you almost adjusted to it so quickly..."

“That’s only a few balls!!!”

"The Great Demon King of Beichuan really deserves his reputation..."

"This is too strong!!!"

wow~~~
On the sidelines, even Ice Emperor's tennis players had their eyes widened.

They were 'enjoying' the powerful power of Atobe's 'Tannhäuser Serve' quite a bit.

But now, looking at Kitagawa Sora's actions, one goal, two goals and three goals, they no longer want to talk.

We are all human beings, so why is there such a huge gap?

……

on the tennis court.

"As expected of you, Beichuan!"

Under the sonorous heart words, Atobu's face was cold, and the galloping pace under his feet was not affected at all, as if he had expected it long ago.

Perhaps this is what is called...understanding too deeply.

brush!
Stop, turn sideways, follow the trend of the center of gravity, and swing the tennis racket.

With the sudden burst of power, he used a few tricks in a hidden position to hold the shot with both hands.

By using the movement of the body and the extremely fast shaking of the wrist, the tennis ball is injected with huge power, and a strange restrained spin is also added.

Boom~Boom~
The counterattack with two hands backhand made the sound suddenly explode, and the light flowed at extremely fast speed towards the right half of the court.

"Hmm~"

As he swung the racket at a fast pace, Kitagawa Sora could faintly see the subtlety in it.

When the tennis racket collided with the ball, Kitagawa Sora couldn't help but let out a whisper.

The huge power poured into it is nothing to Kitagawa Sora, but the spin in it is an opportunity Atobe specially created for himself.

Bang!
There was a sound of ejection, and the tennis ball jumped up.

Even though Sora Kitagawa forced the angle at the end, the tennis ball still turned into a mid-to-high altitude return.

And this height, although a little imperfect, is enough for Atobe.

step~step~step~~~
After stepping heavily on the ground, Atobe's body moved rapidly.

With a smile on his face, he jumped up in the midfield position.

brush~
"Beichuan!"

"Take me a ball."

"Waltz Towards Destruction!"

Amidst the sudden sound of piercing the air, that powerful and heavy swing hit the oncoming tennis ball hard.

Boom!
Whoosh!
In an instant, in the daze of countless spectators, a waltz in the sky was faintly heard.

"Oh, let's take action~"

With a calm and calm gaze, watching the 'Waltz of Destruction' wrapped in a layer of power, Beichuan Sora moved the tennis racket very calmly.

Bang!
Kitagawa Sora didn't even waste too much power, he just controlled the stability of the tennis racket. After the bombardment of the tennis ball hit the racket, it bounced and refracted and flew towards the left half of the court.

It was still a lob, Atobe's planned return.

Of course, Kitagawa Sora's tennis racket didn't fall.

As the two men clashed on the tennis court, countless spectators stretched their necks, following the movement of the tennis ball, and their minds were already immersed in the wonderful duel below.

Atobe's thunderous attack, Kitagawa Sora's calm and confident defense.

The intertwining between them made countless viewers fascinated.

And the next moment, the more exciting part, came.

"coming!"

"Kitagawa Sora responded perfectly, directly breaking the first rhythm of 'Waltz to Destruction'. What will Atobe do?"

"Look! Atobe is jumping again!!!"

wow~~~
Amid the exclamations and attention, Atobe faced the high-altitude ball flying back, his expression unchanged, he took a big step and leaped up again.

brush!
"Towards the frustrated...escape song!!!"

In an inner murmur that could not be heard by outsiders, Atobe stretched his body in the air, swung his forearms, and with what looked like a 'waltz towards destruction', he played the 'escape song towards frustration'. .

Bang~ba!
咻叏~~~
Amidst the screams of speed, the tennis ball went straight towards Kitagawa Sora, and the first target was still Kitagawa Sora's tennis racket handle.

But if Kitagawa Sora was careless for a moment, he would catch the ball with a tennis racket without any precautions.

The special spin contained in the tennis ball will definitely tear apart Kitagawa Sora's defense, allowing Atobe to score again with an irregular ejection out of bounds.

It's a pity that this man's name is Beichuan Kong.

bass!
A ray of surprise flashed from his eyes.

Staring at the incoming ball, Kitagawa Sora's heart suddenly became clear.

"You have grown up, Atobe."

step~
With a whisper, he took steps.After Beichuan Kong took a step and a half towards the left rear, he directly turned sideways to lead the racket, and with a concentrated expression, he faced the falling tennis ball by wiping the ground.

And the next moment, the familiar picture reappeared.

Countless spectators were shocked.

"That was...'The Escape Song towards Frustration'???"

"Good guy! Good guy! Good guy!"

"Yes, with the same starting method, 'Walse' and 'Escape' can be directly transformed. It's amazing. In this way, the tactical library can be said to be greatly enriched."

Seeing Beichuankong's way of catching the ball, and the tennis ball that was about to slide close to the ground, but was forcibly picked up by Beichuankong and flew back, how could they not understand the subtleties in it.

However, another high-flying tennis ball caught the attention of many people.

What about this ball?

And the next moment, Atobe rose into the sky facing the tennis ball again and gave everyone the answer with practical actions.

brush!
"Beichuan, please pick it up for me!"

"Towards a wailing jig!!!"

In an instant, the brand new name Atobe shouted in the air shocked everyone present.

Toward a wailing jig?
Could it be...a new move! ! !

His eyes became wider and wider, staring closely at the sky above the left half of the field, which was like a roc spreading its wings and soaring.

The next moment, Beichuan Kong's eyes were focused.

All you can see is that the five fingers of the free left hand are stretched out and stretched forward. In a stable balance, the right hand holding the racket is stretched out, and the forearm is pulled back widely.

In the condensed expression, Zukong's body suddenly moved.

The power gathered from the whole body is injected into the tennis racket through the swing of the arms.

Phew~brush~~~
Boom!
The icy cold wind was broken, the tennis racket tearing through the air roared, and that...

Under the terrifying power, the tennis ball, which was quietly illuminated with a golden light after connecting with the tennis racket, roared angrily!

boom!
Boom! !
Boom! ! !
In the midst of an astonishing and powerful roar, a meteor beam that shocked everyone appeared from high in the sky and fell straight down.

Carrying a sense of oppression like when Jiang Hai was furious, he vented towards the right half.

In a trance, countless spectators seemed to see the sky and earth changing color.

Boom boom! ! !

In a moment, it was like a meteorite falling from the sky, like a meteor falling, or like a glacier collapsing.

The entire tennis court was filled with smoke and dust.

In the left half of the field, Atobe Keigo's body slowly fell. In the right half of the field, in the left-hand area of ​​Kitagawa Sora, a deep ball-marked crater was born under the meteor beam.

As for the tennis ball, it had disappeared beyond the baseline with a wisp of rising smoke.

huh~~~
The wind picked up and turned into a strong wind.

While the smoke and dust dispersed, the audience was still incomparably silent.

There were only Atobe Keigo standing proudly in the left half, Kitagawa Sora with deep eyes in the right half, and the shocked and silent spectators in the stands.

Call ~
The wind howled and became noisy.

……

"Score works."

"40-15."

After a long while, the referee's voice of the score announced awakened everyone.

A series of eyes looked at the right half of the field, where two-thirds of the knuckles were dented, and many people took a breath.

With horrified eyes, he looked at Atobe and Kitagawa Sora again in fear.

He swallowed with a gulp of saliva and whispered carefully.

"What a terrifying smash!"

"Towards a wailing jig!!!"

"The king of Hyōtei, Atobe Keigo, is so terrifying!!!"

"After seeing the ball mark, I just want to say, fortunately Kitagawa Sora didn't force it to catch it, otherwise..."

During the heated discussion, many viewers lamented the horror of Atobe.

However, the last sentence made many people stare blankly, looking at the audience who were obviously ordinary spectators, they hesitated to speak for a while.

——Actually... the Great Demon King is not so... fragile...

……

With Atobe's 'Jig to the Lament', the score came to 40-15, and everyone in the Hyokui area on the sidelines smiled.

Taki Oginosuke clenched his fists: "It's a penalty kick in the first game!"

Shishido Ryo flicked his high ponytail: "Atobe! Just keep winning like this!"

Xiang Riyueren beamed with joy, waved his fist, and shouted loudly: "We will definitely win!"

Seeing the crowd being ignited, the calm Kansai wolf Ninzu Yushi felt helpless and couldn't help but raise his forehead.

Looking at Xiang Riyueren who stood proudly with his 'Flag', he couldn't help but hesitate to speak. In the end, he could only sigh in his heart.

He, who always thinks rationally, cannot be so excited and follow the crowd.

Staring at the tennis court, looking at Kitagawa Sora with deep eyes, indifferent expression, and no move at all, Ninzu Yushi couldn't help but feel a touch of worry and badness in his heart, as well as that... deep fear for some unknown reason...

As he watched and thought about it, Yushi Renzu laughed helplessly because of himself.

"This is the inexplicable sense of intimidation the Great Demon King has..."

Amid the murmurs of the ninja Yushi, the time pause on the tennis court ended.

……

huh~~~
The wind continued to blow, blowing away the smoke and dust.

Kitagawa Sora and Atobe Keigo looked at each other from afar, just like the vortex in the eye of the sea below the sea level, full of passion under the calm surface.

"'Towards a Lamenting Gig', that's a nice name, and your style is as good as ever."

After hearing Sora Kitagawa's heartfelt praise, Uncle Atobe's lips curved into a proud arc.

"This is my uncle's skill."

The implication is, arrogant, gorgeous, exclusive, Mr. Atobe.

"How about it, the power is not bad."

Because he was particularly satisfied with this move, Atobe felt even more arrogant.

"It's pretty good. Well, the inspiration and principle of this move are even better."

Kitagawa Sora glanced at the ball mark on the left side, nodded in approval, thought for a moment, and turned the conversation to the inner surface of his skills.

Under Atobe's gaze, Kitagawa Sora analyzed.

"That shot just now was probably a skill developed based on the 'Waltz' and 'Super Sweet Spot Technology'."

That golden light with the true meaning of 'SSS·Super Sweet Spot Technology' could not be escaped from Kitagawa Sora's eyes.

And through the feeling, Kitagawa Sora also knew that Atobe's practice in 'SSS·Super Sweet Spot Technology' was not yet complete.

Otherwise, the ball marks and pits on the ground would be more than that.

Think about it, volley smash + super sweet spot technology, the infusion of whole body strength, plus the blessing of gravitational potential energy, plus the increase of the secret of the sweet spot...

A goal like this is really powerful.

The secret of the fusion of spirit, energy and spirit.

Thinking of this, Kitagawa Sora continued with Atobe's subtle expression.

"But you haven't mastered the super sweet spot technique yet. The ball just now only touched a part of its power."

In a word, Kitagawa Sora's eyes met Atobe Keigo.

"If you can complete the practice of the 'Super Sweet Spot Technique', then the 'Jig to Wail' will evolve again..."

In the end, Kitagawa Sora did not finish speaking, but left room for Atobe's imagination.

However, Kitagawa Sora's slightly subtle 'guidance' words made Uncle Atobe pay more attention to him.

"Humph~"

After the proud cold voice, Atobe turned around and left.

We'll talk about the rest later, now, it's time to continue playing.

……

Da~da~da~~~
Amidst the rhythmic sound of the ball, both sides once again took their positions.

After 40-15, the fifth ball of the first round was Atobe's match point.

Concentrating his energy, he looked closely at Kitagawa Sora on the right half. Atobe's eyes flickered and he couldn't help but murmur.

"Beichuan, it's really your style."

"The habit test in the first round..."

"Let your opponent launch an attack, no matter how violent, no matter how ferocious..."

"Always so confident..."

In Atobe's whisper, he described what he knew about Kitagawa Sora.

And he also knows that it is precisely because of Sora Kitagawa's style that he can use his absolute strength to make every tennis player surrender and worship under his throne through game after game.

Famous and unknown.Those who are strong and those who are weak.Seniors, juniors.

Game after game, the invincible reputation of Beichuan Sky Demon King was forged.

but……

bass!
"Today, let me...defeat you!"

The big devil who is confident that he will never overturn will be kicked off the throne named 'Invincible' by his uncle Atobe today.

brush!
With one throw, the tennis ball flew into the air.

The day when the Great Demon King falls is now!
……

(End of this chapter)