Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Chapter 303 Kitagawa Sora vs. Mori Juzaburo

Bang!
With a crisp sound, the second singles match on the tennis court started in full swing.

咻叏~
step~
In an instant, the yellow streamer's galloping scream and Mouri Juzaburo's step-up started, all sounded in the left half.

gallop, sprint.

target, ahead.

The sudden rise of momentum directly affected countless spectators, who cheered slightly.

Facing the current No. 1 in junior high school tennis and the so-called invincible devil Sora Kitagawa, Mori Jusaburo still launched a charge.

This courageous determination is worthy of praise and admiration.

As for Sora Kitagawa in the right half.

step~
Among the footsteps, it was Kitagawa Sora's pace that showed no disorder at all.

bass!
While moving his legs and moving his position, he watched the ball coming and took the shot sideways.

hum~
Under the invisible hum, Beichuan Kong's vast ocean of spiritual power surged and swarmed.

A pair of eyes suddenly turned scarlet.
Gradually, in the dense spiritual light, three magatama appeared in the originally deep starry eyes.

——Three Magatama Sharingan, open!
"Today's game is different, Mori-senpai~"

"so……"

bass!
Under the murmur of his heart, the three-magatama Sharingan in full bloom directly analyzed the yellow stream of light coming towards him and saw everything on the tennis ball clearly.

Rotation, direction, arc, trajectory, and final landing point.

"It's coming!"

Bang~呲~~~
Beneath the sudden explosion, it was Bei Chuankong's lifting swing, and a crescent moon kick hit the tennis ball hard.

咻叏~
A flash of light suddenly appeared, and a scream began.

The topspin shot that directly hit the point where Mouri Juzaburo stepped forward in the next second made Mouri Juzaburo's pupils shrink.

"What an accurate chasing shot!"

"and……"

"Did you use the 'Sharingan' so early?"

tread!
With a heavy step, Mouri Juzaburo stopped his forward sprint, adjusted his body shape, took advantage of the situation, and waited for Kitagawa Sora's shot to arrive.

Even though it was not stated clearly, Mori Jusaburo had already clearly understood and accepted Kitagawa Sora's determination at this moment.

All of this made the solemnity in Maori Jusaburo's eyes rise again.

but……

"We can't just admit defeat so unbearably!"

"However, since God's will is so, let's use this 'rare' game to show the 'Mouri Juzaburo' today!"

bass!
At this moment, a sharp and startling light appeared in Mori Juzaburo's solemn expression, which made Kitagawa Sora, who had been paying attention to Mori Juzaburo on the right half, suddenly become more interested.

"Not bad~"

"Senior Maori!"

……

boom!
A loud hitting sound bloomed under the shot of Mori Juzaburo, becoming the focus of the audience's attention.

"Wow~"

"Although the game has just started with the first ball, the duel between two people always tastes very pure and delicious."

"Facing the big devil, Tachikai Dai Mouri is not afraid at all."

"Hey, that means he has no way out, okay?"

"Looking at this goal, my energy and energy are on the right track. It seems that this game will not be boring!"

……

Amidst the heated discussion among the audience in the stands, the two people on the tennis court were already locked in a focused duel.

咻叏~
With the sound of breaking through the air, it was a tennis ball that flew over the net and came to the right half of the court.

"Cut the ball down...with a side spin..."

Facing this good counterattack, Kitagawa Sora, who had already crossed the midfield, jumped up.

Stopping sideways, he took advantage of the situation and made a cut from the upper left to the lower right, which made Touzaburo Mouri's expression condensed.

"Cutting..."

"Short ball!"

With a faint smile, Sora Kitagawa deftly hit a short ball that passed the net and fell rapidly. Mouri Jusaburo, who had just been stopped from rushing forward to the net, had to grit his teeth again and rush to the net.

Bang~呲~~~
With a soft sound, the tennis ball flew into the air.

With a super long-legged stride, Mori Jusaburo, who just barely made a one-piece horse posture, struggled to stretch his racket and caught Kitagawa Sora's very exquisitely controlled falling short ball.

And Jusaburo Mori's reply was also quite subtle.

The two forces almost offset each other, leaving very little power left on the tennis ball.

In a slow and leisurely flight, he crossed the net and was about to fall towards the ground and score directly.

however.

The supporters of Li Hai who saw this scene didn't have time to be happy. The appearance of the next scene immediately stunned them on the spot.

brush!
A strong wind suddenly rose, and a figure appeared quietly in front of the net at some point.

A jade-white tennis racket stretched straight out and caught the falling tennis ball in front of the net.

Then, with the strength of that flawless hand, he lifted the tennis ball upwards, and then made a hard push-down smash in the direction of the left half court.

Bang!
咻叏~
Amid the screams of the explosion, there was a sudden flash of yellow light, ejecting at a right angle, flying past Mori Jusaburo and disappearing.

"Score works."

"0-15."

The referee's voice sounded, announcing the score of the first ball. According to convention, the server is in front and the receiver is in the back.

Mori Jusaburo's '0', Kitagawa Sora's '15'.

In the initial duel with the first ball, Kitagawa Sora gained the upper hand with a traction, volley and smash in front of the net as a welcome gift.

The duels in front of the net are often exciting.

No, after watching the silent confrontation between Kitagawa Sora and Mori Jusaburo, the countless spectators in the stands were filled with passion.

"Ahhh~~~"

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

"Sure enough, the showdown in front of the net is the most exciting!"

"The sudden chasing ball, then the wonderfully controlled short ball, and finally the long-planned traction, volley and smash, it's amazing, it's amazing!"

"Such a golf businessman is indeed the master of the Chinese tennis world!"

"Everything is under the control of the Great Demon King!"

"The moment I saw the 'Sharingan' open, I knew Tachikai Dai Jusaburo Mori would be miserable."

……

Although there are many words of admiration for Kitagawa Sora, there are also many reasonable words.

For example, there is no doubt about the excitement of the duel in front of the net.

On the other hand, handling the ball in front of the net is also the best way to show a tennis player's strength.

Therefore, at this moment, Mori Jusaburo looked at Sora Kitagawa across from him with extremely solemn eyes and extremely concentrated mind.

"Sure enough, facing Beichuan, we must not relax at all!"

"Otherwise, he would definitely be able to seize that gap in an instant and directly break through the opponent's defense!"

After turning around, Mori Jusaburo first made a summary of the confrontation just now, and then made a decision.

"Whoo~"

"It seems that we can only try our best to fight!"

Da~da~da~~~
Arriving at the serving position in the left half of the left half of the court, the rhythmic sound of hitting the ball sounded in the hands of Mori Jusaburo.

With his eyes condensed, he threw it up and the light yellow tennis ball flew straight up.

brush!
The bulging muscles, the arc swing of the arms, the downward pressure of the body when jumping, the strength of the whole body gathers, and is instilled into the tennis through the tennis racket.

boom!
With a crisp sound, Mouri Jusaburo's reddish-brown hair flowed freely, and the tennis ball turned into a stream of light, galloping out, creating a wind-breaking scream in the air.

The confrontation in the first round is still continuing.

……

step~step~step~~~
The sound of rapid footsteps kept ringing on the tennis court.

bang~ bang~peng~
The sound of hitting the ball that resounded throughout the field also kept appearing under the swings of Kitagawa Sora and Mori Jusaburo.

Baseline whipping, backhand backspin, side spin, anticipating chasing, flat hitting, chipping, high jump, short ball...

Hitting the ball one after another, they appeared one after another and became part of the competition between Sora Kitagawa and Jusaburo Mori.

The wonderful and fierce duel scene caused the audience to burst into cheers.

The entire Ariake Arena has turned into a sea of ​​passion.

On the other hand, there was a tennis court with a condensed and tense atmosphere.

"Huh~"

After dozens of rounds of fighting, Jusaburo Mori understood one word from Sora Kitagawa - watertight!
That defense line with absolutely no flaws or loopholes, like the legendary 'Wall of Sighs', stood in front of Mori Jusaburo, giving him a headache.

"hateful!"

However, fortunately, Kitagawa Sora switched from defense to offense with the next goal. In that moment, Jusaburo Mori, who was extremely focused, saw a glimmer of an opportunity!
Bang~ba~
"good chance!"

Mouri Juzaburo, who was sprinting towards the net, couldn't help but feel a flash of surprise in his eyes when he saw Kitagawa Sona's perfect short ball from the center and front court position.

Then, amid the exclamations of the entire audience, he took a big step and stretched out to shoot.

"I seem to have seen this scene somewhere before!"

"Isn't this the scene of the first goal!"

"Who will win this time?"

"We're getting closer. The racket is getting closer. Can you hit back?"

"No! Not enough distance! Can't touch the ball!"

……

And under the spotlight, Mouri Juzaburo, who was about to lose another goal because he couldn't touch the ball because he was not close enough, shocked everyone.

"Secret technique!"

"Joint take!"

Ka~ka~ka~~~
Vaguely, in a corner where no one could hear, there was a clicking sound of a joint being dislocated.

That's the right shoulder of Jusaburo Mori holding the racket!

While the entire audience was stunned, the tennis racket extended by Mori Jusaburo suddenly grew an extra length out of thin air.

Enough distance, enough time.

And the sound of the tennis racket hitting the tennis ball is also the perfect arrival!
bang~
With a soft sound, the tennis ball soared into the air in front of the net.Then it floated in the wind, and under the close gaze of thousands of eyes, it slowly landed on the top of the net, rolling around.

huh~
bang~ bang~ bang~~~
After a series of soft sounds, the referee announced the score.

"Score works."

"15-15."

wow~~~
"What is that! How could it be! How could that guy's tennis racket suddenly grow longer?"

Although Mori Jusaburo has used the secret dislocation technique "Joint Take" in previous games, some viewers still don't know this.

Of course, now I know.

"That's Juzaburo Mori's secret skill, the 'Joint Take' that can forcibly dislocate one's arm. It's a unique skill that allows one to hit a miracle shot!"

"Although the name is not very fancy, it is actually quite powerful!"

"Well, the price is a bit 'painful', but he actually took the initiative to control his joint dislocation... hisss..."

"It's so scary!"

"Perhaps... this is the so-called strong man, who can endure what ordinary people cannot endure!"

hmm~
The last bit of rant might suit Mr. Atobe’s taste.

……

"Huha~huha~~~"

His breaths of air-conditioning were mixed with a whining of pain.

After gritting his teeth, Touzaburo Mouri's body trembled, and the arm that had dislocated on its own recovered.

The game has just begun, but it's not over yet!
but……

"Sigh~"

"How cool!"

I don't know if this 'cool' means how good it is to dislocate a joint, or whether it's how good it is to score points from Sora Kitagawa.

At this time.

As Mori Jusaburo was adjusting his condition, Kitagawa Sora's calm voice came to his ears.

"This is your unique talent."

"The secret technique of self-dislocation: joint removal."

"interesting."

Kitagawa Sora nodded in approval.

"However, if you just use this move, you have no chance of defeating me, Mori-senpai~~~"

Those straight-turning words demonstrated Sora Kitagawa's confidence and absolute confidence in his own strength!

"Oh, yeah~"

At this time, Juzaburo Mori also knew that he could not weaken his momentum, so he directly made a provocation.

"Then come and take a look!"

On the tennis court, under the gaze of the two people, the atmosphere froze suddenly, just like the moment before the storm came.

……

Da~da~da~~~
Under the sound of the ball hitting the ball again, both sides were already prepared.

shuh~
Bang!
The light yellow tennis ball flying into the air was hit hard by a tennis racket that was swinging rapidly.

The power of the sudden explosion was all instilled into the tennis ball, turned into a streamer, and flew in the direction of Bei Chuankong.

Although it may not be apparent from his appearance, as an all-court tennis player, Mori Hisaburo has no obvious shortcomings.

A body of strength, no weaker than others.

Well, the average national level tennis player, except those who specialize in the path to power.

咻叏~
Underneath the screams of the breaking wind, it was Sora Kitagawa who was setting off, and Jusaburo Mori who was waiting in full formation.

Looking at Jusaburo Mori in the left half, who was always ready to look for opportunities, Kitagawa Sora's eyes flashed brightly.

Now that Juzaburo Mori has taken the lead, he doesn't need to be polite anymore.

Well, first of all...

"Let's have an appetizer first."

brush~
As he whispered in his heart, Kitagawa Sora stopped and stood up, twisting and turning the tennis racket tightly in his hand.

Looking from a distance, he spoke softly.

"Senior Maori, be careful!"

brush!
In the next second, amidst the sudden silence of thousands of spectators, the tennis racket in Beichuan's empty hand flickered extremely fast.

From stillness to rotation, it only takes an instant.

The swing that left a trail of afterimages was even more difficult to see clearly.

"This is!"

Just as Mouri Jusaburo's pupils contracted, a loud roar suddenly sounded.

咻叏~
The invisible racket, the invisible swing, the invisible hitting point...

This is one of the true meanings of the art of war from Genichiro Sanada - its speed is as fast as the wind!
A move that Mori Jusaburo is quite familiar with.

bass!
"The copying ability of the Sharingan!!!"

In the middle of murmuring, Mouri Juzaburo forced himself to calm down, stepped forward, and activated the racket at the same time.

Fortunately, after experiencing the baptism of failure, in order to strengthen his own strength, Mori Jusaburo went to see Sanada whenever he had something to do.

He had received such a "quick as wind" attack countless times.

Therefore, after catching this ball, Mori Juzaburo can really do it...

"Ok!"

Thinking of this, Maori Jusaburo was shocked.

Of course, the tennis racket in his hand did not stop, and he still followed the feeling of his body and swung out.

Bang!
With a crisp sound, a stream of yellow light flew back.

But looking at the tennis ball he hit back, Jusaburo Mouri's thoughts flickered, and a complex color grew in his heart.

"Choose 'Quick as the Wind' as the first ball..."

"You did it on purpose!"

Of course, regardless of whether this sentence was a whisper or not, Kitagawa Sora couldn't possibly respond to Mori Jusaburo.

Because Kitagawa Sora's next offensive has already begun!

……

"Oh~ Not bad~"

Stepping sideways, Kitagawa Sora raised the tennis racket in his hand with a faint smile as he faced the flying tennis ball.

"Then the next step is..."

Brush~huh~
boom!
咻叏~
In an instant, as Sora Kitagawa's tennis racket swept away at extremely high speed, the wind howled like a great wind monster descending.

"I go!"

"It's actually Liu's 'Kamaita'!"

bass!
Sweeping by the strong wind, the 'Kamaitachi' struck, causing Juzaburo Mouri's eyes to suddenly freeze, and his body to eject from the back.

"Ah~ drink!"

With a soft drink, Mori Jusaburo, who was focused, struggled to cut through this 'Kamaitachi'.

There was no other way, 'Quick as the Wind' was followed by 'Kamaitachi'. Compared with the hard hedging, Tousaburo Mori chose a more reliable cutting-type effort-saving counterattack.

Unfortunately, Kitagawa Sora was just waiting for Mori Jusaburo's choice.

In other words, it was Kitagawa Sora's plan that made Mori Jusaburo make this choice.

step~
brush~
Under the sound of extremely fast footsteps, Kitagawa Sora rushed through the midfield.

Facing the tennis ball flying across the net, with a faint smile, the tennis racket moved, and a light pad cut from the upper left to the lower right appeared in Kitagawa Sora's hand.

Bang~呲~~~
In the soft sound, it was the ball that made everyone in Lihai stunned and speechless.

咻叏~
Ta~ta~ta~~~
Amidst a series of sounds, Mouri Juzaburo's running body stopped, and the faces of everyone in Likai became strange.

Watching the tennis ball bounce twice on the edge of the net, it started to roll, and then fell to the ground against the net.

Marui Bunta in the rest area was confused, helpless, and deeply bitter.

"Hey hey hey~~~"

"Would it be so outrageous?"

"It's actually my secret skill of 'walking on a tightrope'. Well, it's not really a secret skill anymore, alas..."

I puffed my mouth and blew, but unfortunately there was no familiar bubble gum.

One or two people know this trick, so it’s not a secret skill.

I am too difficult~~~
……

"Score works."

"15-30."

When the referee announces the score, as always, the server is in front and the receiver is in the back.

Relying on the three-stroke combo of 'It's as fast as the wind' + 'Kamatama' + 'Tightrope' under the ability to copy the 'Sanmagatama Sharingan', Kitagawa Sora achieved the achievement of 'Killing Hearts', ahem.

While scoring a point in one fell swoop, it also ignited the atmosphere in the audience.

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

"Look! Look! The copying ability of the 'Sharingan' is here!"

"The Great Demon King of Beichuan has begun to show his power!"

……

Countless loyal supporters of Kitagawa Sora began to shout wildly one after another.

Because it is based on the conditions of a series of previous games.

When the 'Sharingan' offensive appears, the real climax of the game is not far away.

Therefore.

How could they not go crazy when they saw the unparalleled power of the Great Demon King coming?

"Victory is already in sight!"

"The championship is right in front of you!"

"Beichuan!"

"Invincible!"

……

(End of this chapter)