Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Chapter 3 The wheel battle begins, one ball is superman

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The spring breeze blows down the cherry blossoms and dances with the wind on the campus.

on the tennis court.

The atmosphere was oppressive for a while.

A second grader sat on the referee's bench.

On the coaching benches on both sides.

Makoto Okoko who is full of interest and Sumire Ryuzaki with a gloomy face are sitting there.

For the real horned bones.

He was also very curious about how strong Kitagawa Sora was.

The second and third grade club members gathered around Sumire Ryuzaki.

At this time.

Looking at Sora Kitagawa walking up to the right half, Sumire Ryuzaki said with a cold face.

"Sugou, you go."

I heard my name.

A tall, thin man with triangular eyes wearing a regular team uniform suddenly looked excited and stood up impatiently.

"Don't worry, coach, I will teach that first-year brat a lesson."

Open your mouth wide open.

After showing a cruel smile.

Triangle Eyes grabbed the racket and walked towards the court.

The friends behind him began to cheer.

"Sugou, serve with your bullets, fuck him hard and show him real tennis."

"Come on, Sugou, beat this brat until he kneels down and begs for mercy."

"Shinnosuke, don't be careless and lose. It will be embarrassing."

at this time.

Inui Sadaharu, who possesses the superpower of "stopping time" and wears black-rimmed glasses.

He took out a small notebook from somewhere, quickly opened it, and started his career as a narrator.

"Sugou Shinnosuke, a third-year member of the Seigaku Men's Tennis Club, height 182cm, weight 57kg, right-handed serve type."

"He has a bad personality, often skips training, and doesn't deal with Minister Yamato very much."

"I have mastered the 'bullet serve', which is said to be the most powerful serve in the tennis club."

Narration without emotion.

The first-year freshmen gathered together began to worry.

"The most powerful serve. Can Kitagawa-san handle it?"

"It should be ok."

"Damn it, Kitagawa-san, come on, you must win."

These are little seedlings that haven’t been contaminated yet.

Nature knows who is good and who is bad.

Regardless of their positions or battle lines, they are all aligned with Sora Kitagawa, who is also a freshman.

Therefore.

The first-year students all looked at the court with complicated eyes.

on the tennis court.

Both sides have finished guessing first.

Look at the tennis racquet with the letters facing down.

Shinnosuke Sugou laughed wildly.

"Hahahahaha, brat, my right to serve, you are dead."

Thinking of this arrogant brat in front of him trembling and embarrassed in front of his powerful bullet serve, Shinosuke Sugo felt a burst of excitement.

And for idiots.

Bei Chuankong never paid much attention to it.

He turned around and stepped forward calmly.

"Hurry up and serve, don't waste time."

soon.

In the service area and receiving area, both sides are ready.

After receiving the hint.

on the referee's bench.

One command.

"Game start."

"Kitagawa Sora VS Sugou Shinnosuke, one set will determine the outcome."

"Shinosuke Shinosuke serves, the end of the game."

The battle for change that will determine the fate of the Qingxue Tennis Club has officially begun.

Bang!
Bang!
Shinnosuke Sugou, who was furious because of Kitagawa Sora's series of actions, looked a little ferocious.

While carrying the tennis ball in his hand.

While using his sinister eyes, he scanned Kitagawa Sora's body up and down.

Especially certain parts.

"Damn kid, welcome the pain."

I saw Shinnosuke Sugou shouting loudly.

The tennis ball is thrown high, and the body follows closely behind.

The tennis racket held tightly in his hand was swung with all his strength and suddenly hit the tennis ball in the air.

boom!
After a muffled sound.

The tennis ball drew a straight line in the air and fell into the service area in the right half of the court.

After hitting the ground, it flew directly towards Beichuan Kong's body.

Watch this scene.

Sugou Shinnosuke couldn't help but grin.

——[It seems that I am in great condition today. 】

——[The first ball was hit. 】

As he whispered in his heart, Shinnosuke Sugou was already looking forward to the embarrassing appearance of Kitagawa Sora being knocked down by a tennis ball and falling to the ground in pain.

At this time.

Everyone on the sidelines also noticed the dangerous trajectory of tennis.

The freshmen group couldn't help but start screaming.

"Ah, Kitagawa-san, be careful (tennis)"

however.

The word 'tennis' has not yet been uttered.

The situation on the field suddenly changed.

boom!
With a bang.

A yellow streamer of light, like a shooting star, instantly shone across the audience.

The tennis ball flew towards Sora Kitagawa.

It was already flying to the left field again with lightning speed.

After leaving a mark at Shinnosuke Sugou's feet, he flew away again and hit the barbed wire fence behind.

Boom!

An unerring baseline kick.

Shock the audience.The speed of returning the ball that was unacceptable for a moment immediately plunged the noisy tennis court into silent silence.

A pair of eyes.

Confused, shocked, sluggish, absent-minded, unbelievable.

"So fast!"

"So strong!"

"wild!"

"Siguoyi!!!"

next moment.

Because of Bei Chuankong's return just now, the scene was boiling.

There was a lot of discussion and hustle and bustle.

The second and third grade students surrounding Sumire Ryuzaki were so shocked that they were speechless.

Whispering in my heart.

"Impossible? What happened to the ball return just now?"

"Nani, is this kid so strong?"

"First grade, so scary!"

None of you here are tennis idiots.

Naturally, he knows how terrifying it is to return the ball faster than the serve.

This also means.

Kitagawa Sora's strength is far superior to Sugou Shinnosuke.

Therefore.

First-year students like Kawamura Takashi looked at Sora Kitagawa with a hint of admiration in their eyes.

on the field.

He looked at Shinosuke Sugo, whose body was stiff on the opposite side.

Beichuan Kong said coldly.

"A serve, ready posture, racket, toss, hit, follow-up swing, all the movements are there, but none of them are eye-catching."

"With your level, you are the right candidate?"

"That serve that had no power at all was the best in the club?"

Bei Chuankong shook his head.

Come to the receiving position in the other half of the backcourt and be ready to receive the ball.

"Don't waste time, hurry up and get the next ball."

At this time.

on the referee's bench.

The second-year club members who were also shocked suddenly woke up.

Hastily shouted.

shouted loudly.

"The score stands."

"0-15."

"The game continues."

The sound of the score report finally woke up Shinnosuke Sugou.

Looking at Sora Kitagawa with an expressionless face.

Nobuzuki Sugō looked stern and pretended to be calm.

"Little brat, don't get complacent too early."

"It was just an accident."

“Then comes the real bullet serve.”

"what!"

Another roar.

only.

There was a hint of fear that was born quietly.

The tennis ball was thrown away again, and the racket was suddenly swung away.

boom!
The serve was one point faster than the last time.

as well as.

Shinnosuke Sugou is full of expectations.

He expected.

The return shot just now was just an accident, Kitagawa Sora was not that strong.

You are the most powerful.

Unfortunately.

That was no accident.

That, is reality.

next moment.

Bei Chuankong's eyes were fixed.

The whole body turned vigorously, and the white racket in his hand suddenly swung.

In an instant.

Rotate from static.

boom!
There was another explosion.

The same yellow meteor passed over the net, cut through the air, fell at the feet of Shinnosuke Sugou, and disappeared.

The terrifying speed of returning the ball made Shinnosuke Sugo unable to react at all.

Only at the end.

He turned his head and looked at the tennis ball bouncing and rolling on the ground, dazed.

This time.

The score report from the referee's seat was not late.

"0-30."

immediately.

Beichuan Kong's voice sounded again.

"continue."

Bang!
Shinnosuke Sugou serves.

boom!
Bei Chuankong fought back.

"0-40."

Bang!boom!
"Game, Sora Kitagawa, score 1-0."

End of game.

Beichuan Kong broke serve.

Effortlessly win the first round.

All four goals were scored directly with one return ball.

There was no second swing of the racket at all.

This is.

One-goal Superman Sora Kitagawa.

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