Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Chapter 323 The Absolute Domain of the Right Saber

"Hmm~"

"Good morning~"

U17 base, a dormitory, the early morning birdsong woke up Kitagawa Sora.

After getting up and opening the window, looking out at the green mountains and forests, breathing in the cool and fresh morning air, Kitagawa Sora smiled as he said morning greetings to himself.

"By the way, starting today is the second phase of the Bounty Challenge."

"Courts 6 to 10 in the middle."

"Some people's names really make me look forward to it..."

Today is already the fourth day since Sora Kitagawa and Akutsu arrived at the U17 base.

In three consecutive days of wheel battles, Kitagawa Sora conquered more than 11 high school students on courts No. 16 to No. 70.

The so-called Bounty Challenge also followed the rules set by the coaching staff and entered the second stage.

挑战权将会来到第6、7、8、9、10号球场。

In the past three days, although most of the time was used to meet the challenge, Kitagawa Sora was not in vain.

A lot of information has been stored in his mind, giving Kitagawa Sora a better understanding of this dormitory base.

Starting from Court No. 10 and further on, the number of players has decreased, but the quality has also increased accordingly.

Many names made Beichuan Sora's eyes light up when he heard them, and even aroused Beichuan Sora's expectations.

Although it is very satisfying to torture people physically and mentally, stronger opponents are also indispensable.

……

soon.

Walking towards nine o'clock with the time, Bei Chuan Kong, who had cleaned up and finished his breakfast, also rushed to the southern area of ​​the base, the training ground for high school students from Court No. 6 to Court No. 10.

wow~~~
"I'm coming!"

"Wow~"

"This is the 'big devil'. He looks like an ordinary middle school student. Apart from being a little handsome, there is nothing special about him."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I heard that this big devil is over there in the East District, beating the guys at the end of the court quite badly."

"It is said that he played more than [-] games in three days, and this big devil didn't lose a single game."

The high school students from the five stadiums gathered here started talking, and the center of the conversation was Sora Kitagawa.

The crazy wheel battles in the past three days have been heard throughout the U17 base, and basically no one knows about it.

After all, no one would care about such a crazy incident.

In the midst of the noisy discussion, some high school students who had already gotten into the oil pot laughed and said disapprovingly.

"Yo~"

"So fierce."

"But our side is different from those guys."

"Those weaklings, I can beat them 6-0, so that's it."

"Hahaha~~~"

……

step~step~step~~~
The sound of gentle footsteps sounded, with a hint of rhythm.

Beichuan Kong, who stepped forward, still had a slight smile on his face and treated others with gentleness.

There is no need to care about the high school students with different performances here. After all, Kitagawa Sora is the same.

After the game is over, I will be honest.

"Good morning, seniors."

The curves of the corners of his mouth were gradually outlined. Under the loud greeting, Kitagawa Sora continued to speak and went straight to the topic.

"It's almost time, let us..."

"It's started~"

shuh~
Underneath the loud smile, there was a soft sound of the tennis racket being pulled out and flipped in the air.

Under the words, invisible momentum emitted directly from Beichuan Kong's body.

Under the spreading shroud, it was like a cloud covering the sky, covering the hearts of all the high school students, causing the expressions of the high school students present to change suddenly.

The smiles on the faces were gone, replaced by solemn and serious expressions.

this moment.

Under the invisible pressure from Kitagawa Sora, those high school students who had been making trouble before finally realized in a daze what the 'big devil' was.

sizzle~~~
woohoo~~~
After a long moment of silence, among all the senior students looking at each other, it was still a senior student who stood up.

step~
"First game, let me do it."

The hair that is neatly combed back is decorated with three or two strands of hanging hair in front of the forehead and on the sides of the ears.

There was no emotion in the beautiful Danfeng's eyes.

The cold eyes and cold face are quite perfect.

The tall and slender body, although not muscular, is obviously not weak in strength.

step~
Holding the racket, he stepped forward, came to the net, and stretched out his hand.

"Right end Wei Tailang!"

Looking at Wei Tailang, who was introducing himself coolly in front of him, Kitagawa Sora couldn't help but smile leisurely and stretched out his hand.

slap~
Under the sound of shaking hands, there was a polite response from Kitagawa Sora.

"Kitagawa Sora."

"Senior right end, please give me more advice!"

bass!
Gazes, sights, meet at this moment, under the battle in the void, there is a hidden snake of light and fire flickering and winding.

……

And here in the Southern District, the game is about to begin.

The East District, the place that Kitagawa Sora had ravaged hundreds of times, once again ushered in a fiery duel.

"Hahaha~~~"

"I knew the coaches wouldn't just leave us like this."

"Come on, there's still a chance to survive!"

Chaotic and noisy shouts broke out one after another.

The lively and jubilant high school students fell into excitement after learning about the new court duel rules.

With excitement, he looked at the posted competition form and looked for his name.

"Sato, my opponent this morning is you. Let's do it. This time, I will be promoted to Court No. 15 first."

"How dare you look down on me? Come on, Xiaoye, let me teach you how to behave."

……

"Xiao Wu, your opponent is me!"

"Oh, Daisuke, it's actually you!"

……

"Ishimaru!"

"Kawasaki!"

"It's actually you!"

……

Everyone paired up in pairs and found their opponents. They entered each tennis court and started the "No Kitagawa Sora" game.

The winner moves up one court, the loser moves down one court.

Well, Court No. 16 is pending, waiting for the next game.

In short.

After seeing these 'salted fish' brats come back to life, Yukio Kurobe and the others would naturally give them a chance.

Without Sora Kitagawa, let's start a duel among ourselves. As long as you don't want to be eliminated, you will always have a chance to fight.

however.

Just after all the high school students started competing in the competition, one high school student exclaimed.

"That's the name!"

Yamada Yasu's eyes widened, and he was stunned for a moment when he looked at the name of his opponent in this competition on the form.

At this time, a voice filled with unruly and slightly cold voice sounded directly.

"It looks like it's you."

"Don't waste time, come up quickly."

After saying that, without waiting for Yamada Yasu's response, he walked straight towards the tennis court with the corresponding number.

bass!
"Akutsu Jin!"

"How could it be you?"

Yamada Yasu, who appeared in a daze, looked at the unruly young man opposite, a little confused, a little confused, and his heart was beating subconsciously.

There is no doubt that it is the sequelae of being tortured by Kitagawa Kong.

When I thought that Aku Tsujin came here with Kitagawa Sora, I was a little afraid that this was another Kitagawa Sora.

--"but……"

——"It shouldn't be possible for two such terrifying guys like Beichuan to appear at the same time, right?"

——"Well, probably not. Otherwise, the goal of the Bounty Challenge set by the coaching staff would not be Kitagawa alone."

After muttering to himself, Yamada Yasukai asked.

"By the way, isn't coach Saito responsible for your training?"

"Why did you come here to play a promotion match with us?"

However, it is obvious that Akutsu's patience will not allow Yamada Yasu to recover.

bass!
With a raised eyebrow and a focused gaze, the tennis ball in Akutsu's hand flew out.

Bang!
"Crap!"

咻叏~
Under the scream of extreme speed, Yamada Yasu stared blankly at a stream of light flashing past his feet, obviously startled.

gudu~
As he swallowed his saliva, he subconsciously retracted his left foot.

"You...you...you guy!"

For some reason, Yamada Yasu's voice was trembling, and an inexplicable feeling told him that he was probably going to be abused again in this game.

……

In fact, this is Akutsu's task.

In other words, it is an item in the training plan formulated by Saitozhi.

In the past three days, Kitagawa Sora had a fierce fight with a group of high school students.

As for Akutsu, after seeing Saito, he was full of anger.

"Are you Saito?"

"Well, it's me, Akutsu-kun."

"Are you responsible for training me?"

"Yeah, that's right."

"Can you make me stronger?"

"Well~ That's still no problem."

"Is it possible to become strong enough to defeat that guy from Beichuan?"

"Ah~~~Hmm~~~What should I say, this probably won't work." "Huh?~~!"

Under Akutsu's cold eyebrows, Saito Zhi still smiled gently and unhurriedly.

"If you can beat Kitagawa, no coach in the world can do that."

"If you want to defeat him, you can only rely on yourself."

"Understood, Akutsu-san~"

"Humph!"

The look in Saito's eyes made Akutsujin very unhappy and he snorted coldly.

That feeling of being seen through is terrible.

Immediately, he stopped answering. Akutsu, who wanted to leave as soon as he could, turned around and opened his legs.

However, looking at the unruly Akutsu, Saito smiled, very happily, heartily, and sinisterly.

"Akutsu-san, I can make you stronger~~~"

"Humph!"

"If it doesn't work, I'll kill you!"

……

On the fourth day, Sora Kitagawa went to the Southern District, while the Civil War Promotion Tournament began in the Eastern District.

Looking at Saito Zhi in front of him, Akutsu frowned and condensed.

"Fighting these losers? Is it useful?"

Akutsu, who was exhausted both physically and mentally from Saito Toru's extreme compression training these past two days, was ready to vent his energy.

"Of course it works."

"Go ahead, by the way, you can't lose points."

"Humph!"

"You don't need to tell me that."

Saito Zhi's special rules did not affect Akutsu, and it was even said that Akutsu had the same plan without Saito Zhi's explanation.

After all, although Sora Kitagawa was beaten by Tokyo on the second day, his unbeaten streak of 'Man Goal' was broken, but until Sora Kitagawa left the East Zone, he had not lost a single point, all of which were '6-0'.

But now, it's not even a battle of wheels, and Akutsu has no intention of losing to Kitagawa Sora on this point.

But obviously.

The current Yajiujin can't fulfill his idea with all his strength.

Under Saito's arrangement, Akutsu met Tsunobu in the afternoon. In the end, he won, but Tsunobu scored a lot of points.

Then, Akutsu's expression turned cold, but the smile on Saito's face became more cheerful.

The gentle and sinister Smiling Killer said that this is what he wants.

Under the witness of Saito Zhi, Akutsu started even more crazy training.

……

On Akutsu's side, it's over.

Look back to the South District.

On the tennis court, the cold wind howled and fluttered the clothes, but could not move the tense atmosphere.

After the greetings and handshakes in front of the net, Kitagawa Sora and the right end Wei Taro ended up switching shots to guess first.

On the right end, Wei Taro went to the left half, ready to serve, while Kitagawa Sora came to the right half, ready to receive the serve.

Da~da~da~~~
The rhythmic sound of hitting the ball rang out, and the two people who were already in their respective positions were engaged in a silent confrontation amidst the rhythm of their breathing.

bass!
"coming!"

Swish!
With a slight sound of breaking through the air, and with a throw from Wei Tailang's left hand on the right end, the light yellow tennis ball rose into the air.

wow~~~
"Come on, right end!"

"Beat him, let this 'big devil' take a good look, our No. 10 court is amazing!"

"Chong Chong, kill him!"

Under the passionate cheering and shouting, it was the right-hand Wei Tailang who did not change his face.

Although he is only a freshman in high school, under his perverted persistence, Wei Tailang on the right has a very strong will and mind.

Once he enters the real game state, the noise from the outside world has nothing to do with him.

"Drink~ Ah!"

With a low shout, the tennis racket in Wei Tailang's right hand on the right side, driven by his arm, swung swiftly and violently.

Under the roar of the breaking wind, the phantom suddenly appeared.

Bang!
With a muffled sound, a stream of light flew straight out and headed towards the service area in the right half of the court.

And that movement trajectory...

"Oh~"

"It's this way."

Although the power of this serve is very good, under Sora Kitagawa's eyes, there is nothing to hide.

Not only the movement trajectory, but even the ejection trajectory!

"it's here!"

shuh~
The jade-white tennis racket, under Sora Kitagawa's control, directly hit the tennis ball that bounced from the ground.

boom!
咻叏~
There was a crisp sound, and under everyone's attention, Kitagawa Sora made a simple step and swung the racket, and easily returned Wei Taro's serve from the right end, which made everyone stunned.

"On the right side, Wei Tailang..."

Under the murmur in his heart, Kitagawa Sora stepped forward while thinking about everything about Wei Tailang on the right side.

According to the description, right end Wei Tailang has a perverted obsession with his right hand half.

The willpower that wanders between excellence and non-excellence is quite strange, but also quite tough and powerful.

To describe it simply, the guard on the right is as confident as a god, and the guard on the left is as confident as a ghost.

Super gods and super ghosts, all in one thought.

Whether it is a god or a ghost, it depends on the left and the right.

This is the Right End Guardian, Right End Uitaro, who boldly proclaims, "My right side is the realm of God."

……

Recalling this weird style of play, Kitagawa Sora's curiosity suddenly aroused.

You know it, but seeing it live is another matter.

and so.

"Senior on the right end, look at this ball!"

step~
shuh~
Stepping sideways, Kitagawa's tennis racket in Sora's hand swung smoothly once again.

Bang!
咻叏~~~
There was a scream in the sky, and a yellow streamer, with a concentrated momentum, flew straight to the extreme left corner of the left half of the left half where Wei Tailang was on the right.

In an instant, the extreme hit that was between out of bounds and not out of bounds caused the high school students on the sidelines to make a fuss.

This level of ball control is enough to be described as reaching the pinnacle.

Unlike the extreme ball control that the high school students on the sidelines are concerned about, Wei Tailang on the right side has his eyes fixed while galloping.

bass!
"It's a coincidence..."

"Or did you get the information in advance?"

Obviously, the unscientific thing of being able to see through the style of the entire tennis system under the intersection of one ball is not at all considered by Wei Tailang on the right.

Wei Tailang, who is confident in his right hand, has a fatal point.

Whether it is due to technical reasons or mental illness, Wei Tailang on the right rarely plays backhand.

That is to say...

chi chi chi~~~
Under the fierce friction between the sole of the shoe and the ground, Wei Tailang, who was galloping on the right end, was gliding with the remaining momentum of motion, and his entire body was already halfway out of the sideline.

A normal tennis player would choose to hit the ball with a backhand, but he chose to hit the ball with a forehand.

boom!
With a crisp sound, the tennis ball flew back and forth, and the light flickered.

On the left half, Wei Tailang on the right, who had completed a forehand return, stood up again, sprinted at a high speed, and began to make up for his position.

Excellent footwork gives Wei Tailang on the right the capital to be 'pretentious' like this.

"Oh~"

"It's really a forehand."

"The obsession with the right side is really..."

"As expected of Wei Tailang on the right side."

Underneath the murmur, a smile bloomed.

In the outline of the corners of his mouth, Beichuan Sora had already stepped into position. Under the gaze of many eyes, Beichuan Sora made a swing.

With a crisp sound, the tennis ball was hit to the left half of the court, and the trajectory landed at the corner of the extreme baseline court to the right of Wei Tailang on the right end.

One left, one right, extreme mobilization.

In an ordinary game, it is also a very normal tactical shot.

But it's obvious that Kitagawa Sora's purpose is not for this.

Call ~
Listening to the howling of the wind, Beichuan Kong asked with a smile.

"Senior on the right end."

"I heard that you are very confident in your right half?"

step~
Sprint forward and stop to shoot.

"You can't attack my right side!"

"Oh~ is it~"

Looking at Wei Taro on the right who was raising his racket and preparing to hit the ball, Kitagawa Sora raised the corner of his mouth and said with a slight smile.

"The next ball is from the extreme corner on the left again, senior on the right."

The deliberate words also brought Kitagawa Sora the answer he wanted.

bass!
On the right side, Wei Tailang's Danfeng eyes were fixed, and under the serious expression of Bingshan, the cold words came straight out.

"You have no chance!"

"Right Saber!"
shuh~
Under the inexplicable English chanting, Wei Tailang's tennis racket on the right was quietly pressed, and at a unique angle, he swung out along with the cold wind and hit the incoming ball.

Bang!
咻叏~
"Oh~"

"This spin..."

"Sure enough!"

Staring at the speeding 'Right Saber', in Sora Kitagawa's eyes, scarlet light bloomed quietly, flickered and disappeared.

The external rotation and internal rotation carried by the tennis ball can be clearly seen.

The situation is also in line with Kitagawa Sora's conjecture.

The 'Right Saber' of Uitaro on the right end has some similarities with Tezuka's rotation in the field.

That is to say...

Bang!
With a soft sound, Kitagawa Sora's lifting stroke hit the tennis ball hard.

The next second, the tennis ball flew through the air, causing a scream, and flew towards the left baseline corner of the left half of the court, the limit.

But the next moment.

Under everyone's gaze, Tennis turned a corner.

……

(End of this chapter)