Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Chapter 320 I Came, I Conquered

wow~~~
"who do you think You Are?"

"How dare you say you want to kill all of us, hahahaha~~~"

"Courage is commendable. A boy born in junior high school has strength and lies, but they are two different things. Hmph!"

"Haha, you are indeed a specially invited student, and your tone is quite impressive."

"How dare you be so arrogant? Do you think this is still the world where you junior high school students are?"

On the training square, because of Kitagawa Sora's domineering declaration, a burst of unknown anger suddenly rose in the hearts of the high school students.

They all looked at him angrily, their eyes widened, and they looked at Kitagawa Sora, taunting and venting the anger growing in their hearts.

Who are they?

The talented high school students who entered the Neon U-17 training camp.

There are so many tennis players throughout high school, but they are the only ones who have become a part of this base and have stayed there until now.

Although they are nothing compared to figures such as Byodoin Phoenix and Oni Jujiro who have climbed to the top of this base as high school students.

But if the comparison target is replaced by ordinary high school students, they can also be called 'strong'.

Even the players who stay on Court No. 16 are different from the average high school tennis players.

After all, this base called 'U17 Training Camp' is a place used to train professional tennis players in reserve.

But now.

Let alone high school students, they were actually looked down upon by a junior high school brat.

One person to kill us all?

A first-year junior high school student?

Still smiling so happily?
???

however.

Facing the excited high school students, Kitagawa Sora stood proudly in front, but he still looked calm and calm, with a leisurely smile on his face without changing his expression.

Let Er wind from east to west, from north to south, I stand still.

What does it have to do with me if high school students rise up?
Anyway... it's just some dragon brothers who are about to be killed...

The group of high school students in front of me didn't even have a slightly important 'familiar' person, so they didn't deserve too much attention.

"Ha~ah~~~"

A leisurely yawn immediately condensed the entire atmosphere.

Kitagawa Sora's voice sounded again, doubling the mocking effect.

"Are you done with your anger?"

"If it's all over, let's start the game."

The tone is very bland and the content is very ordinary, but precisely because of this, it has achieved a charm that is 'not sarcastic but better than sarcastic'.

Looking at Kitagawa Sora in front of them, the high school students were gnashing their teeth and filled with rage. They could no longer hold back.

"Humph!"

"First match, I'll come."

"I'm going to kill you."

A big man who looked to be 1.9 meters tall, with a strong body full of rock muscles, pulled away the crowd with both hands, and appeared in front of Kitagawa Sora like an armored chariot.

Under the fleshy face, his eyes flashed fiercely.

At this time, seeing the big guy appear, many high school students started shouting.

"Oh oh oh~~~"

"Come on, Dawu, fuck this boy down hard."

"If it's Sato, I have no objection."

"It's up to you, Sato!"

Sato Daitake, a freshman in high school, Sato Xiaowu's older brother, has a big body of 1.9 meters three and is full of horizontal muscles. He is obviously a strength player.

Because of his playing style and Otake Sato's simple and pure personality, he is still very popular among high school students.

"Xiao Wu, look at me."

Under Daitake Sato's nod in response, Kitagawa Sora was also observing quietly.

Looking at the big Sato Daitake and the small Sato Kotake, the extreme contrast made Beichuan Sora's heart flicker with a strange color.

"It's really... so abstract, haha~~~"

After whispering in a low voice, Kitagawa Sora gathered his emotions and looked at the big man Sato Daitake.

"Come on, big man."

"However, you have to be mentally prepared in advance."

After nodding, Kitagawa Sora walked straight towards a tennis court next to him.

The crowd dispersed, each looking for company, and prepared to watch the battle.

Be prepared to enjoy watching how Sato Daitake teaches this ignorant boy.

On Sato Daitake's side, he also stepped on the ground with his huge legs and followed closely.

Kitagawa Sora's U17 base debut match is about to begin.

……

Call ~
Under the cold wind that felt icy to the touch, the rare warm winter sun emerged from the clouds and shone on the two people on the tennis court.

When an assistant coach took the referee's seat, the game officially began.

In front of the net, Kitagawa Sora and Sato Daitake stood across the net, and the effect of the comparison under the closer distance was extremely remarkable.

Compared to Sato Daitake's burly figure, Kitagawa Sora looks much thinner and petite.

Although Kitagawa Sora, who has enjoyed the effect of "Xu Feigang·Height·Growth Magic" due to the approaching of the start of the second grade, has already jumped a lot in height, but compared with Daitake Sato's 193cm, it is still not enough after all. .

"Pros or cons?"

"just."

Under the heated discussion and attention of the surrounding high school students, Kitagawa Sora and Sato Daitake performed a game of guessing first.

Kitagawa idled, Sato Otake guessed.

shuh~~~
With a continuous whirling sound and a snapping sound, the tennis racket fell straight to the ground.

The letters on the handle are facing upward, which means the front. Sato Daitake guessed it right.

But obviously.

According to Sato Daitake's current understanding, it is just a process that must be carried out, and it is not very important. After all, the opponent is just a junior high school student.

Therefore, Sato Daitake was not very excited when he saw the ball was won.

Not to mention Kitagawa Sora's attitude has always been indifferent.

Well, Kitagawa Sora would probably only care if the person standing opposite was Byodoin Phoenix or Oni Jujiro.

As for Sato Daitake...

Huh~
The big devil shrugged and said, isn't this just a casual attack?

……

Da~da~da~~~
The rhythmic sound of hitting the ball sounded in the left half.

The burly body leaned down slightly, following his breathing, Sato Daitake found the rhythm of hitting the ball.

At this time.

The assistant coach who serves as the referee announced loudly.

"Bounty match, the first match today, Kitagawa Sora vs. Sato Daitake."

"One set determines the outcome."

"In the first round, Daitake Sato will serve."

wow~~~
After the referee's announcement, there were cheers from the high school students on the sidelines.

"Sato, be fiercer and kill him!"

"Da Wu, go!"

"Three pitches!"

"Let's have a quick, clean fight!"

Under the loud voices, there were high school students who were still in high spirits, and their words were full of disdain for Kitagawa Sora.

And this time.

Above the left half, the sound of the rhythmic slapping the ball stopped abruptly.

Daitake Sato grabbed the tennis ball with his left hand, looked at Sora Kitagawa who was ready to receive the serve in the right half, and reminded him aloud.

"Boy, be careful."

"Don't just talk big but you can't even catch my serve."

Facing Daitake Sato's ridicule, Kitagawa Sora seemed to ignore it as if he didn't hear it.

Instead, with a slight smile, he reminded him aloud.

"You have to be careful too."

"Because I'm...super strong!"

"Humph!"

Listening to the weird tone of Kitagawa Sora's last three words, Sato Daitake snorted coldly.

Immediately, I saw Sato Daitake's left hand throw, and with a slight sound of breaking through the air, the light yellow tennis ball was already flying into the air.

"Look at me!"

"Tank serve!"

The burly body, like a tank, rotates from stationary to static.

The thick legs and arms, supported by the waist, work together to exert force, and the bulging muscles mobilize considerable strength.

Bang!
Under Sato Daitake's swinging swings, a stream of light flashed straight through the air, flying towards the service area in the right half of the court.

"Appeared!"

"Dawu's special skill!"

"A powerful serve like a tank blast!"

His younger brother Sato Xiaowu couldn't help but exclaimed in excitement, and waved his fist with confidence.

The surrounding high school students also had similar expressions.

Everyone was watching this tank serve on the tennis court, looking forward to the scene of Kitagawa Sora's tennis racket being knocked away.

however.

It's a pity that Sora Kitagawa is going to disappoint them.

What's more, his expression suddenly became dull.

step~
On the right half, seeing the 'tank serve' coming, Kitagawa stepped out.

As he moved his position, he still had that slight smile on his face.

brush~
In the almost silent movement, Kitagawa Sora raised the tennis racket in his right hand.

Swish!
boom!
In an instant, a sound and an explosion merged into one.

The extremely fast swinging tennis racket directly left afterimages after hitting the tennis ball that bounced off the ground.

Whoosh!
The extremely fast flashing yellow light flashed across the left half of the field.this moment.

Sato Otake's left foot has not yet landed, the joy on Sato Kotake's face has not faded, the excitement of the high school students has not subsided, and even the referee has not completely turned his head...

At this moment, the whole place suddenly fell silent.

The disappearing heated discussions, the frozen expression, the unbelievable gaze, the unbelievable gaze, all emerged.

"how is this possible……"

"What just happened..."

"is that a lie……"

"It must be because my eyes are blurry..."

"How could that kid who is only in the first grade of junior high school fight back like that just now? Well, I must be dreaming..."

this moment.

Some people are really unbelievable, while some are still arrogant, while others have become silent.

A bitter taste gradually emerged in the hearts of many people.

The remaining trace of luck kept them staring at the tennis court.

"Maybe... it was just an accident?"

However soon.

Sato Daitake used himself to show them what an 'accident' is.

……

"Ah~ drink!"

"Tank serve!"

Bang!
With a hint of hope that was forcibly propped up, a serve carrying Sato Daitake's full power flew straight to the right half of the court.

And the next second.

Swish!
boom!
Under Sato Daitake's gaze, Kitagawa Sora once again staged an ordinary swing.

And this time it was a backhand swing.

However, with just such an ordinary swing, the familiar scene happened again.

咻叏~
Boom~Boom~
The stream of light flickered and disappeared at speed, leaving just another touchdown mark.

Sato Daitake's serve was exactly the same, and Kitagawa Sora's return was exactly the same.

Stepping, leading the racket, swinging, ordinary whipping, but not ordinary returning the ball.

That kind of terrifying speed made Sato Daitake despair.

"Actually..."

"It's really such a terrifying strength..."

Looking at Kitagawa Sora on the opposite half, Sato Daitake couldn't help but ask his soul.

"Who are you?"

Of course, this was a murmur that was close to his heart, and Kitagawa Sora didn't hear it, so he naturally didn't answer.

but……

boom!
咻叏~
bang~wow~~~
Looking at the field with some confusion, Kitagawa Sora, who once again broke through Sato Daitake's defense with a devastating force under one goal, once again showing the power of the "One-Goal Superman", a senior student suddenly exclaimed. .

"Beichuan Sora...Beichuan Sora...Beichuan Sora..."

"I remember! I remember! I remember!"

"Kitagawa Sora!"

"When I went home before, my sister who was studying in the first grade of junior high school mentioned this name!"

Suddenly, the attention of the surrounding high school students came to this freshman brother.

Under the attention and questioning of everyone, Brother Longtiao, who was a senior in high school, spoke with a touch of surprise and horror.

"Kitagawa Sora has many gorgeous titles. In the previous national conference, he led the team to win the championship."

"More importantly, along the way, it is said that he has never lost a game."

"I heard he is the No. 1 tennis player in junior high school, the strongest."

Under the gazes circulating around him, the senior high school student continued to speak, but this time, there was a hint of bitterness.

"In my sister's mouth, this Kitagawa Sora is equivalent to another word."

"The invincible...big devil!"

Suddenly, the whole place fell silent again.

The howling cold wind brought everyone's attention back to the tennis court.

Under the explanation of Gao Shengsheng's old-fashioned brother, a group of high school students have a new understanding of Beichuan Kong.

And this silent silence is the best explanation.

However, after a moment of silence, some people still refused to give up.

"Humph~"

"So what if I'm No. 1 in junior high school tennis!"

"We are high school students!"

shuh~
A series of eyes fell on Long Duoding who was speaking.

Then each one of them nodded and signaled Long Duding to take a look at the one-ball Superman who was showing off his power on the tennis court.

"Uh~"

Well, there does seem to be something wrong with the No. 1 tennis player in the junior high school.

but……

"Humph~"

"So what if he's a little more powerful!"

"Byodoin, Oni, and even Ochi Gekko, they will definitely be able to kill him!"

shuh~
With a series of gazes, he once again signaled for the dragon to take a look at them.

Now it is not a matter of Byodoin and Inequality of Inequality. Kitagawa Sora's opponents during this period were them, and later they were the people of Ochi Gekko.

"Uh~"

My heart was once again blocked. Looking left and right, Brother Ding's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Humph!"

"Even we can still fight on wheels!"

"If it doesn't work once, just do it twice, if it doesn't work twice, do it three times, if it doesn't work ten times, do it twenty times, I don't believe it won't kill him!"

Feeling cruel in his heart, Mr. Ding, the co-actor, acted rogue.

However, his words made the surrounding high school students' eyes flash.

"good idea!"

"War of attrition!"

"Just do it!"

"There's a chance to win!"

Forced into desperation, Mr. Ding, a casual helper, provided a path of hope for a group of high school students.

In an instant.

Fire burned in the eyes of the high school students again.

……

On the tennis court, Kitagawa Sora's attention was focused on the match with Sato Daitake, and he was unaware of the discussions among the high school students on the sidelines.

Of course, even if he knew about it, Kitagawa Sora probably wouldn't care about the war of attrition.

After all, let’s not talk about the issue of initiative and passivity.

As for the high school students after Court No. [-], the Big Devil said that killing him a hundred times would be totally fine.

Bang!
With a crisp sound, the camera returned to the game.

"hateful!"

"This guy's strength, how could he be so perverted!"

With a strong body, Sato Otake didn't breathe much, but he was tired, mentally stressed, and also very painful.

At this point in the game, it was no longer a question of whether to score or not. He couldn't even catch many balls hit by Kitagawa Sora.

If the game scene could be described in words, it would be...

In Sato Daitake's serve, he used the special skill 'tank serve'. Kitagawa swung the racket in the air, completed the return, and then couldn't catch it.

Sora Kitagawa's serve, swing serve, ACE ball.

or……

Kitagawa Sora hit the ball, Sato Daitake fortunately completed the counterattack, and then Kitagawa Sora launched the offensive again, and then nothing happened.

Looking at Kitagawa Sora in the opposite half, who even seemed to be warming up, Sato Daitake felt confused.

Suddenly, he was speechless.

——So, is this guy too strong, or am I too weak...

With philosophical thinking, Sato Daitake fell into a life of doubt.

……

Bang!
Whoosh!
bang~wow~~~
As another stream of light flew past, the flicker disappeared, and on the referee's bench, the referee blew the whistle to end the game.

"Score works."

"Game, Beichuan, score 6-0."

"At the end of the set, the game is over, Kitagawa Sora wins."

The first bounty challenge on the first day came to an end with Sora Kitagawa's overwhelming victory.

After such a crushing game, the high school students present, while witnessing Kitagawa Sora's powerful strength, also realized a key point.

Why did the coaches label this bounty as a 'challenge'.

Because this guy who is the bounty target is really strong compared to these players at the end of the court!

before the net.

After a polite post-match handshake, Sato Daitake looked at him in a dazed state and ended sadly.

Bei Chuankong's gaze began to move, scanning the crowd of high school students on the sidelines.

shuh~
The tennis racket in his right hand flipped straight into the air.

The brilliant reflection of the jade white color is simply eye-catching.

Immediately, with the still faint smile, Beichuan Kong spoke directly and said a heroic word.

"So……"

"Next!"

Underneath the leisurely smile was Kitagawa Sora's confidence.

In his passionate declaration, the big devil said, I will fight a hundred of them!

I come, I conquer!
Conquering this U-17 training base starts with you!
……

(End of this chapter)