Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Chapter 324
South area, tennis court, crowd gathered.

On the left half of the court where Wei Taro was on the right, under Sora Kitagawa's swing, the tennis ball that was originally flying straight towards the left corner of the court took an inexplicable turn.

Irregular arc trajectories appear.

In full view of everyone, the tennis ball carrying the violent rotation flew directly to the right area, where Wei Tailang, whose eyes were condensed and deep, was waiting there.

wow~~~
"Look, it appears!"

"It's right end's specialty - 'Right Saber'!"

"The 'right-end saber' that can forcibly pull a tennis ball to the right is incredible every time I see it."

"Every time I lost to him before, it was because of this move. Coupled with his divine persistence and confidence in his right side, there is really no way to break it."

"Who said it wasn't."

"..."

The high school students on the sidelines changed their expressions after seeing Wei Tailang on the right using 'Right Saber'.

Some are excited, some are excited, some are looking forward to it, some are confident, some are bitter, some are helpless, and some are shouting loudly.

In short, under the noisy discussion, there is a strong recognition of Right Duan Wei Taro's "Right Duan Saber".

Subsequently.

Everyone stared at the tennis court again.

They wanted to see how strong this newly rising boy, the famous 'Big Devil', was.

What kind of response will there be to the 'right-end saber' of Uitaro on the right-hand side?

……

咻叏~
The tennis ball started to turn and moved in an arc. After leaving an arc trajectory, it went straight across the center line.

In the right half of the left half, Wei Tailang on the right end was already taking a heavy step, turning sideways to shoot the ball, waiting for the ball to come.

Bang!
There was a crisp scream, and under a sharp forehand strike from Wei Tailang on the right end, afterimages and phantoms appeared directly.

咻叏~
The afterimage of a tennis racket at high speed, the phantom light of a tennis ball flying through the air.

bass!
"Oh~"

"Is it still this kind of ball?"

The Sharingan opened quietly, and the three magatama were flickering slightly. Under the scarlet light, Kitagawa Sora read and analyzed everything about the incoming ball.

The spin on the tennis ball is all in your eyes.

step~
Kitagawa Sora moved his feet very fast and reached the landing point of the tennis ball. He stopped and swung the racket without any hesitation.

Swah——

The swift and violent attack in an instant left only an explosion.

boom!
Kitagawa Sora's clean and neat swings gave people a feeling of heart palpitations.

There was no need to catch the ball. The high school students present could tell with their eyes that the power of this ball was even more powerful than the previous one.

Of course, despite this, high school students are more optimistic about the 'right-end saber' of right-end Uitaro.

wow~~~
"Look, I'm being sucked in again."

"Fortunately, although the power of the hit has become stronger, the 'right end saber' on the right end is still useful."

"The 'Right End Saber' has a greater limit."

Seeing the tennis ball flying to the right area of ​​the left half of the court again, the high school students' hearts dropped.

While breathing a sigh of relief, he became more at ease.

Wei Tailang's Divine Realm on the right is indeed worthy of belief.

however.

Unlike these ordinary high school students on the sidelines, Wei Tailang, who stands on the right side of the left half, has not changed at all.

He just moves his steps, adjusts his body posture, and swings to hit the ball.

shuh~
Bang!
咻叏~
Stepping forward, initiating the shot, swinging hard, the ball flew and screamed.

For a moment, the simple movement, unpretentious, yet seemed to have a unique charm.

As for Kitagawa Sora, who was watching this scene, his face moved slightly, and as the corners of his mouth were outlined, he murmured in a low voice.

"This fighting state is not bad~"

"A different kind of regional auto-suggestion, a special field-type increase... it should also involve some psychological bonus factors."

Under Sora Kitagawa's observation, a strange change occurred in the right end of Uitaro who activated 'Right Saber'.

Maybe it's because of psychological suggestion, or maybe it's because of other reasons.

In short, standing in the area on the right side of the half court, Wei Tailang's strength on the right end has increased significantly.

Fighting will, self-confidence, tenacity, unyielding will, acumen for tennis, insight into the situation, analysis of the opponent, and the best mobilization of oneself...

'Right End Saber' is a wonderful ability that is not a field, but it is also a field, it is not a status skill, but it is also a status skill.

……

Bang!
咻叏~
After several rounds of exchanges, Wei Tailang on the right was still expressionless as he watched the tennis ball fly to the extreme position of the left field corner again.

While moving in the right area, he adjusted his position and waited for the tennis ball to arrive.

While speaking confidently and sonorously.

"It's no longer possible for your shot to land on the left."

"And you can't break my right side."

"So, you have no way to escape, Beichuan."

Swah——

Under Beichuankong's gaze, the tennis racket raised high was swung swiftly and violently. The terrifying power even directly brought up a strong wind, stirring up people's hearts.

Under the domineering declaration of Wei Tailang on the right end, the high school students on the sidelines began to exclaim and shout.

Loudly cheering for Wei Tailang on the right, venting his emotions excitedly.

In their view, Sora Kitagawa, who had been domineering in the last six courts, would be eliminated here.

Any talk of an invincible 'big devil' is all an illusion, all a boast, and just an exaggeration deliberately made by those guys who are not strong enough.

And they do.

On courts No. 6 to No. 10, the first person who appears can defeat this so-called 'big devil'.

They will use facts to prove that it is not the turn of a junior high school student to show off in this training base.

Infected by Wei Tailang's confidence on the right end.

The high school students all firmly believed that Sora Kitagawa would be defeated by Utama Uitarou's divine domain, 'Utama Saber'.

however.

It is a pity……

Reality is reality, fantasy is fantasy.

"Oh~"

"Really~"

A rhetorical question came out of Kitagawa Sora's mouth.

The light banter mixed in it made the focused right end Wei Tailang frown, and a strange feeling flashed in his heart.

And the next moment, Wei Tailang's mind on the right suddenly froze.

Because in the perception of Wei Tailang on the right side, on the opposite right half, Bei Chuan Kong, who was leading the shot sideways, had an aura emanating from his body...

changed!

bass!
"Senior on the right end!"

"The next ball...be careful!"

Swah——

On the handsome face, the smile disappeared, replaced by a look of seriousness.

A ray of shock under the scarlet, the tennis racket held in the right hand was swung, and under the control of the strength of the arm, it faintly cut through the shackles of the wind.

boom!
咻叏~
"What's the meaning!"

The slightly furrowed brow expressed Wei Tailang's confusion on the right.

Watching Sora Kitagawa's shot this time, Wei Tailang's mind on the right was surging.

This ball is really more powerful.

But the trajectory of this ball... was no longer the left field corner, but the right side, and it was a smooth ball from him.

Standing to the right of the center line of the left half, Wei Tailang on the right looked cold.

Looking at the tennis ball that landed diagonally in front of his right foot and bounced towards him, anger grew in Wei Tailang's heart.

"Are you looking down on me?"

"Beichuan kid!"

"Drink~ Ah!"

step~
boom!
Boom~
Step, swing, hit hard.

All the terrifying power was released on the tennis ball, knocking it away and flying back toward Beichuan Kong.

After Bei Chuankong's shot no longer went to the left, but deliberately placed it in his convenient position, Wei Tailang felt that he was underestimated on the right side.

In other words, he was provoked, and it was obvious that this provocation was 'intentional' from Kitagawa Sora.

Therefore, the right end Wei Tailang, who had a "faith" in his "right end", was immediately angry. He even returned the "courtesy" unceremoniously and hit the tennis ball to Kitagawa Sora's convenient position.

Courtesy, communication.

……

On the right half.

Sora Kitagawa, who was minding his own business, ignored Taro Wei on the right, who was starting to get angry, and said provocatively again.

"Senior right-end, next, I will... break through your right-end domain from the front."

Under the last half-declaration, Kitagawa kept moving his empty hands.

A swift swing of the racket with howling wind, directly hit the incoming ball, and there was a "peng" sound, a sudden explosion, and a shocking scream.

And there is no doubt that this ball is another smooth ball from the right that makes Wei Tailang's eyes freeze at the right end. "very good!"

Wei Tailang, who was laughing angrily on the right, stared coldly at Beichuan Kong during Shen Ning's words.

"I would like to see how you can attack my God's Domain from the front!"

"Humph!"

A cold snort sounded, followed by Wei Tailang's unrestrained swing from the right end.

Bang!
咻叏~~~
……

Bang!
boom!
peng!

……

Under the continuous batting movement, there is a tense atmosphere that gradually becomes cold and condensed.

on the tennis court.

Kitagawa Sora and Wei Tailang on the right were caught in an exciting duel. Every ball and every hit was like sparks and lightning.

The high school students on the sidelines were affected by the increasingly tense atmosphere. They restrained their expressions, silenced their voices, and watched the duel on the tennis court intently, waiting for the result.

For this game that was going to become increasingly weird, they all knew that winning or losing was no longer the most important thing.

Just like what the two people said before.

One man said that to his right was the realm of God.

And the other guy said to attack your right side head on.

Ah this...

There is no need to say anything else, the final result is the only one.

……

"Huh~"

On the tennis court, with the passionate exchange of balls one after another, Wei Tailang's expression on the right end gradually became solemn.

He gasped loudly and let out white air.

Under this freezing temperature, Wei Tailang on the right felt his right hand gradually stiffening.

The feeling of obscurity gradually became stronger.

However, Wei Tailang on the right side is very clear that the temperature and environment are only secondary to this strong sense of stagnation, the main factor is still due to...

"hateful!"

"The power has actually become stronger again!"

"Ah~ drink!!!"

As he whispered in his heart, a low voice exploded.

Uitaro, who was swinging the tennis racket vigorously on the right end, felt the violent impact transmitted through his right hand.

The terrifying impact of the combination of power and speed made Wei Tailang's mood on the right no longer calm.

Because Wei Tailang on the right has already sensed the so-called...'limit'!
"hateful!"

"how come!"

"The right end of my god..."

No matter how much Wei Tailang doesn't want to accept it, this is the fact. His so-called "God's Right End" has been pushed to the limit by Kitagawa Sora.

……

"Oh~"

"Finally reached the limit?"

On the right half of the field, the scarlet light in the eyes flickered slightly, and Wei Tailang's slightly trembling right hand on the right was caught by Kitagawa Sora's eyes.

咻叏~
Call ~
On the tennis court, listening to the screams of the flying tennis balls and the whistling of the cold wind and airflow, Kitagawa Sora found that little bit of rhythm.

Under the faint smile that reappeared, Kitagawa Sora took a step forward.

click~
shuh~
The tennis racket tightly held in his right hand was released, and following the rotation, Kitagawa Sora directly held the tennis racket upside down in his hand.

The left hand is in front, with the palm facing the ground and covering it diagonally.

The body in half a lunge is leaning forward faintly.

With his eyes slightly closed, he held the tennis racket upside down in his right hand and pointed it straight behind him.

At that moment, that unique posture attracted everyone's attention, including Wei Tailang on the right.

"This is……"

Although it is still unknown, Wei Tailang on the right knows that this goal will be Sora Kitagawa's sure-fire goal.

"My right end is invincible!"

Under the murmur of his heart, Wei Tailang on the right, who was firm in his mind, was ready to receive the ball.

It's a pity that no matter how psychologically suggestive, the gap in strength is still a gap in strength.

Just like...this ball!
bass!
On the right half of the field, as Kitagawa Sora opened his eyes, a sea of ​​golden-red fire quietly emerged and surged.

It seemed like silence, like scorching heat, and even more like the devil's heavenly voice suddenly descended under the mighty eyes.

"Everything is in the air, all are ashes!"

"The blade is like fire—"

"Second Form·Matsuaki!"

bass--

At that moment, it sounded like a sword was unsheathed.

Kitagawa Sora, who was turning quietly, pulled out the tennis racket held upside down in his right hand, as fast as lightning.

Accompanied by a scream, a golden-red arrow headed straight towards the left half of the field.

The trajectory of the landing point, as always.

Wei Tailang's right foot on the right end is still diagonally forward, which is no different from the previous ball path, but this time the ball...

Wei Tailang on the right end can no longer catch it.

bass--

call out--

Bang~Boom~
Boom!
Under everyone's gaze, a series of sounds exploded along with a flash of golden red light.

And just as Wei Tailang on the right was struggling unwillingly, a 'dong' sound appeared.

Under the flying dust, a tennis ball with black smoke was embedded in the barbed wire behind Wei Tailang at the right end.

The power of one ball is so terrifying.

At this moment, Wei Tailang on the right was in a daze, and the high school students on the sidelines also gasped as their eyes changed several times.

sizzle~~~
As for the goal just now, they stood on the sidelines and saw it very clearly.

That speed, that power, that power...

No one among them can say that they are 100% sure that they can take the next step on the court.

You know, the ball you see on the court is completely different from the ball you see off the court.

……

Silence is the best monologue.

Seeing Sora Kitagawa still acting as if nothing had happened after hitting such a fierce ball, everyone became more and more at a loss what to say.

Cheering loudly?Shouting Niubi?Exclaimed?

But the problem is... they are on the other side now...

Swah——

For a moment, the high school students who were deeply moved all looked at Wei Tailang on the right end, hoping that this 'god's right field' could still play.

however.

"A frontal attack..."

A touch of bitterness appeared in the heart of Wei Tailang on the right side.

Looking at Kitagawa Sora on the opposite side, Wei Tailang's tennis heart on the right suddenly showed an inch of crack.

"Hmm~"

Feeling the changes in Wei Tailang's aura on the right, Kitagawa Kong frowned slightly.

After thinking for a moment, he spoke.

"Senior Right End, sometimes it's not good to be too attached to the 'right'."

"If you want to have unlimited possibilities in the world of tennis, you can't throw away the 'left'."

The sudden words made Wei Tailang on the right side stunned.

"left?"

"Being too obsessed with the 'right end' will allow you to develop a unique tennis style, but it will also limit your path."

As he spoke, Kitagawa Sora's shining eyes made Wei Tailang on the right fall into a trance.

"Okay, no more to say."

"Next, let me tell you everything using tennis balls, senior right end!"

Swah——

As Wei Tailang slowly recovered from the right end, Kitagawa Sora volleyed the tennis racket in his hand handsomely.

With a slight smile, he spoke.

"Next goal, break your 'Right Saber'."

"Moreover, I will keep scoring from the left side."

"Senior on the right end!"

……

(End of this chapter)