Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Chapter 329
"Kid, you are happy too early!"

Amidst the sudden exclamations of the audience outside the field, Tono Atsukyo's figure sprinted over.

The light yellow tennis ball flying across the net is a stretched racket.

Bang!
The pull-like stroke was clean and neat, and the power instilled by the blessing made the tennis ball spin and fly straight to the left half of the court.

The trajectory point is the backcourt of the left half of the left half.

Under Tono Atsukyo's control, the pale yellow tennis ball returned quickly and landed very trickily, ready to catch Bei Chuankong by surprise and score in one fell swoop.

However, it is obvious that even in front of the net, this kind of ball is nothing to the focused Sora Kitagawa.

step~
Without making a sound, Beichuan Sora stepped heavily on the ground.

In Tohno Atukyo's sudden astonishment, his whole body moved quickly, as if flickering, and flew towards the left hand side.

then.

Bang!
With a soft sound, Kitagawa Sora stretched out the head of the tennis racket and caught the tennis ball in time.

It didn't take much force, just a light pad that was just right, just bloomed in Beichuan Kong's hands.

The tennis ball that hit the tennis racket bounced back again and floated toward the right half of the court.

da~
The power was controlled just right. As soon as the light yellow tennis ball crossed the net, its kinetic energy was exhausted. It slid to the ground along the net and kept rolling.

Tohno Atsukyo, who quickly stepped out and thought about catching the ball, caught a lonely one.

"Tono-senpai~"

"The first goal is conceded~"

Kitagawa Sora's leisurely whisper made Tono Atsukyo's face darken.

"Humph!"

Tono Atsukyo didn't say anything, just snorted back, but the unhappiness on his face was not concealed at all.

Floating on the surface, acting rashly, unhappy is unhappy, very unhappy is very unhappy, this is Tono Atsukyo.

……

wow~~~
"Wow~"

"Unexpectedly, Beichuan actually won the battle in front of the net!"

"That ball just now looked so thrilling!"

"In other words, Kitagawa's speed and reaction are so abnormal, otherwise Tono would have scored."

After a relaxed discussion among the high school students, the topic changed again.

"Speaking of which, I feel like Tono is starting to get angry."

"Ah, are you angry? Doesn't that guy always have that stinky face?"

"Heh...cough cough..."

"When Tono's anger and violent emotions are almost built up, it should be time for the Thirteen Execution Styles to appear!"

"With the current situation... it's quick!"

The last words came from Kimijima Ikuto, who was holding his glasses.

As a good gay friend in the same dormitory, Kimijima Ikuto already had a very deep understanding of Tono Atsukyo.

And in the eyes of a high school student.

On the tennis court, the game continues.

Da~da~da~~~
The rhythmic sound of hitting the ball appeared again under Bei Chuankong's hands.

Standing outside the baseline, the toes and heels of both feet match the rhythm of the rhythm, and follow the center of gravity of the body leaning forward, looking for that touch of energy.

Call ~
Breathing begins, and the Qi machine has arrived.

bass!
Swah——

In an instant, Beichuan Kong caught that ray of energy, his eyes flashed with surprise.

The tennis ball held in his left hand was already flying into the air.

"Kamiri-ryu——"

brush~
Under the soft murmur, Kitagawa Sora's body was already jumping up.

Under the watchful eye of Tohno Atsukyo.

Kitagawa Sora, who was stretching his body in the air, held the tennis racket in his right hand and swung it directly towards the tennis ball with the concentration of power.

"Ice Dragon Soaring to the Sky!"

昻~
Indistinctly, a dragon roared, roaring to the nine heavens.

The ice-blue world descended, carrying an icy air, eroding to the right half, targeting Tono Atsukyo.

On the other side, the ice crystal dragon also exuded terrifying pressure while flying, and pounced on Tokkyo Tono.

"Tsk~"

"Beichuan kid, this ball is more or less impressive."

"But, that's all?"

Of course, harsh words should be used as harsh words, and ridicule should be ridiculed. There is still a sense of solemnity in Tohno Tokkyo's heart.

As a skilled person, Tohno Atsukyo's mental strength can only be said to be not his weakest point.

However, Kitagawa Sora's serve was a fusion attack of 'ice element' + 'aura and pressure' + 'mental pressure'.

Therefore, after Tono Atsukyo adjusted his breathing, he was able to get rid of the sluggish feeling in his body.

step~
The steps continued, and the tennis racket in his hand was already activated in advance and raised high.

boom!
With a crisp sound, a stream of yellow light appeared under Tono Atsukyo's tennis racket and headed straight to the left half of the court.

This is a backcourt shot, and the tennis racket is slightly tilted after pressing down, giving the tennis an extra layer of change.

Sensing the internal rotation on top of the tennis ball, the corner of Tohno Tokkyo's mouth was outlined with an arc.

However, Tohno Atsukyo's sneer didn't appear before.

On the left half of the court, with the radiance of ice crystals blooming, seeing the sudden riot of ice elements, the expression on Tono Atsukyo's face suddenly froze.

Boom~
"Kamililiu Binghua!"

Boom~~
"Shenliliu Frost Destroyer!"

jump!
Boom~~~
Amidst the terrifying roar and explosion, a stream of ice crystals penetrated the entire tennis court from left to right, and also penetrated Tono Atsukyo's defense line.

"Score works."

"30-0."

After the referee's report, there was a low shout from Tohno Atsukyo.

"hateful!"

Turning his head and looking back, looking at the mark on his right front, Tohno Atsukyo's expression darkened, his expression cold.

One goal after another, already two goals, he has lost two points.

And more importantly, in the two goals just now, the situation was almost one-sided. He had not experienced that feeling of being crushed for a long time.

Who was it last time?It seems to be the eldest Byodoin.

And who is this now?It’s just a lifetime for a country.

And who is he?The executioner on the court - Tono Atsukyo!

bass!
Bei...chuan...song!

"very good!"

"You succeeded in making me angry!"

At this moment, the sneer on Tohno Tokkyo's face became even brighter.

however.

On the left half of the court, Kitagawa Sora smiled even more happily as he watched Atsukyo Tono, whose pressure on the opposite side continued to decrease.

"Oh~ yeah~"

"However, you will be even more angry next time, Tono-senpai~"

bass!
A pair of cold eyes, a pair of smiling eyes, looking at each other from a distance, their eyes started to clash.

Immediately, the rhythmic sound of hitting the ball started again.

Da~da~da~~~
Swah——

The light yellow tennis ball soared into the sky, attracting thousands of eyes.

However, the next second, everyone's eyes returned to Beichuan Kong.

The surging aura, the looming sea of ​​fire, and the terrifying power fluctuations made it impossible to look away.

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

"The blade is like fire—"

"Burn the city on fire!"

Bang!
There was an explosion, and under the scream, a red stream of light was born under Sora Kitagawa's tennis racket, and went straight to the right half of the court.

The extremely powerful ball that was wrapped in crimson flames made Tohno Atsukyo's eyes narrow.

And the next second, Tohno Atsukyo felt what the terrifying power impact felt like.

Boom~
Amidst the sudden roar, the tennis racket swung by Tono Atsukyo collided with the oncoming crimson flame ball.

The next moment, a terrifying impact came from his left hand, causing Tono Atsukyo's expression to change suddenly.

kakaka~~~
The tense body, the rattling tennis racket, the tightly clenched right hand, and the fierce energy that Tohno Atsukyo burst out in fear.

"give me!"

"go back!"

Bang!
The almost horse stance gave Tokyou Tono a support.

The tennis racket was opened wide and swung forward along with the forward leaning body.

咻叏~
The super-fast yellow streamer began to fly.

The ball was countered by Tono Atsukyo after some stalemate.

Bang!
boom!
peng!

This third ball was finally not a quick round.

After the lessons of the first two goals, Tono Atsukyo, who gradually adjusted his condition and became serious, had a passionate duel with Kitagawa Sora.

Or it's a baseline draw, or a confrontation in front of the net, or a corner fight...

Round after round, Tohno Tokkyo began to become familiar with Kitagawa Sora's ball path, and then, with an excited grin, he was ready to display his own unique skills and begin the execution.

However, the next second, Tohno Tokkyo only felt a sense of suffocation, and the evil smile on his face disappeared before it bloomed.

"The blade is like fire—"

"One move: caressing and slashing!"

boom!
Whoosh!
The wind pierced the sky and screamed.

He looked at the tennis ball that traced an arc beside him, bounced to the ground, and flew out of the baseline at low altitude.

The smile on Tono Atsukyo's face is no longer there.

Whether it's a sneer or a ferocious smile.

"Score works."

"40-0."

Under the referee's voice, the high school students were silent and swallowing their saliva as they watched the situation on the field.

"Tono-senpai~"

"There is one more ball~"

In the silence, there was a sudden provocation from Kitagawa Sora. Suddenly, the high school students on the sidelines widened their eyes and looked at everything in front of them in disbelief.

At this time, are you going to deliberately provoke him?
Too old~~~
And under the fear of each high school student, the "executor" they had been terrified for a long time appeared.

"Little devil!"

"I want to make you a sacrifice!"

"The blood sacrifice has officially begun!"

At this moment, in Tohno Tokkyo's eyes, a look of violence, a sense of ferocity, and a tone of madness emerged one by one.

However, regarding this, the Big Devil said, hold on tight and don't panic. "Oh~ that's right~"

He raised his eyebrows and curled his eyes into a smile.

"I'm also looking forward to the executioner's blood sacrifice~"

"I just don't know who the person who will be the sacrifice will be."

After the last look at each other, the two people turned their heads in tacit understanding, turned around and walked toward the serving and receiving positions.

……

Call ~
Da~da~da~~~
The cold wind blows, the sound of racketing the ball, and the gradually tense atmosphere on the tennis court have already affected the audience outside the court. They hold their breath and concentrate, waiting for the kick-off.

A critical moment, a desperate situation.

It's like two dueling swordsmen. The swords stabbing each other will come together in the next second to determine the winner and life or death.

As spectators, they couldn't bear to disturb the duel on the field.

Silence, silence, waiting.

And the next moment.

As a leaf fell, Beichuan moved.

Swah——

When the ball rises, the body also rises.

Under the attention of all the people, Bei Chuan Kong, who jumped up lightly, swung his arms inward, pressed down the tennis racket, and slammed towards the tennis ball.

Bang!
咻叏~
With a muffled sound, the tennis ball, carrying a raging flame, galloped towards the area where Tono Atsukyo was located.

The terrifying sense of pressure showed everyone that this ball was still "burning the city".

The extremely fast speed, the breathtaking pressure of the flames, and the restrained terrifying power are all characteristics of the 'Burning City'.

however.

Facing this powerful 'burning city', Tono Atsukyo remained calm.

Just a simple step and swing.

boom!
With a muffled sound, the tennis ball hit the tennis racket, turned back and flew towards the left half of the court.

For Tono Atsukyo, who has extremely high technical value, after taking over the "Burning Castle" once and losing the suddenness, the terrifying impact was nothing more than a meager one, and there were natural ways to deal with it.

Bang!
boom!
peng!

After two more rounds of confrontation, Tohno Atsukyo found an opportunity.

bass!
step~
A gleam of shock flashed in his eyes, his steps slipped sideways, the tennis racket was raised high, and a hideous laugh appeared in Tohno Tokkyo's mouth.

"yea~hahhaha~~~"

"You brat, are you ready for my execution?"

"Thirteenth of the Penal Code, beheading!"

boom!
boom!
There was a loud bang, and with Tono Atsukyo's wild laughter and swing, a spiral ball of streamer whipped up a gust of wind and rushed towards Beichuan Sora.

And the target point is... Kitagawa Sora's head!
咻叏~
wow~~~
"Wow~ Appeared!"

"The executioner on the court! This is the first move of the thirteen-style execution method, beheading!"

"This laughter, this shot, is simply a pervert, it is simply~~~"

"No matter how many times I watch it, I can't understand this kind of tennis."

"Beichuan, be careful!"

"Brain!"

……

Chaotic, noisy, and couldn’t help but exclaim.

The high school students with different expressions took the opportunity to complain, rant, remind, and get excited.

But they have one thing in common.

He stared intently at the tennis court, not wanting to miss a single scene.

"Oh oh oh~~~"

"Ahhh~~~"

Amidst the exclamations of the audience on the sidelines, a soft sound appeared.

bang~
The voice was neither light nor heavy, and the location where it came from was in front of Kitagawa Sora's... head, or rather in front of that damn handsome face.

"yea~hahhaha~~~ kid, you are dead..."

The moment at the same time.

Watching the tennis ball fly in front of Kitagawa Sora, Tohno Atsukyo, who had already started to laugh crazily, stopped suddenly again, and just stared straight in Kitagawa Sora's direction.

The open hands, the flying long hair, the spread legs, the silenced voice, this unique celebration posture makes the current Tono Atsukyo look very embarrassed.

Call ~
"Ah~"

"It's really dangerous~"

The familiar leisurely laughter rang out, and in the left half of the field, Kitagawa Sora, who was still standing tall and handsome, caught everyone's attention.

Suddenly, I was very angry.

Under the smile that made Tohno Atsukyo see the unknown anger, Kitagawa Sora gently put down the tennis racket standing in front of his head.

Then he looked straight at Tono Atsukyo and started to look at each other.

"This is Tono-senpai's thirteen forms of punishment."

"Behead~"

"It's a pity that it's just a little bit behind."

It was just a little bit short, and that handsome face was about to be hit.

In addition...

"Got...the score works."

"Game, Beichuan, score 1-0."

"Swap venues."

Ta~da~ta~~~
With a gentle bouncing sound, a light yellow tennis ball kept rolling in front of the net.

And this area is the right half.

wow~~~
"I'm going, what's the situation?"

"It's a lie, was the ball just now so courageous?"

"It's just a thrill, right? You actually put the tennis racket directly in front of your head."

"What's even more incredible, isn't it possible that he still scored?"

“And it’s also a wonderful short ball that touches the net, it’s simply amazing!”

"This is the big devil!"

Besides these ordinary high school students, Kimijima Ikuto, Kaji Fuata and others standing together were also a little stunned.

Mutsu Yuho: "The ball just now...was intentional? It was intentional! It was definitely played like this on purpose!"

Mutsu Yuuma: "Hmm~~~Think about it~~~Before the competition, Kitagawa knew about Tono's thirteen-style execution method. It should be like this."

Kaji Fengduo on the side pressed his forehead: "After hearing Tono say 'beheading', I deliberately used my head as bait and waited for the catch."

"Put the tennis racket in front of your face, tsk tsk tsk~~~"

"Isn't he afraid that if he is not strong enough, he will be slapped in the face and disfigured?"

Thinking of the situation and picture that Kaji Futa said, even the Mutsu brothers couldn't help but grin their teeth for a while, with lingering fear in their hearts.

Not to mention the star Kimijima Ikuto, who "lives on his face", quickly stretched out his hand and raised his white-rimmed glasses to calm down.

But fortunately, Kimijima Ikuto saw more.

"will not!"

"When Beichuan caught the ball just now, the tennis racket didn't shake at all."

"And he also controlled the rebound of the tennis ball exquisitely and hit a short ball. Although the scraping of the net may have been an accident, the short ball... was a return ball controlled by Kitagawa."

The implication is that this man is really strong.

The terrifyingly powerful one!

sizzle~~~
Suddenly, a burst of cold air hit me, refreshing my heart and spleen.

……

The short break is over.

As they walked past the sidelines and exchanged venues, Tono Atsukyo stared coldly and said in an angry tone.

"You are deliberately irritating me, kid!"

"But it doesn't matter anymore."

"I'm very angry now. The consequences will be serious. You will die miserably!"

"Look at me giving you a blood sacrifice!"

bass!
Passing by, facing Tono Atsukyo's cold declaration, Beichuan Sora still had a pleasant smile on his face.

Well, that slight smile that made Tohno Atsukyo very angry.

"Senior Tono, you might as well use the thirteen-style execution method and the following twelve moves to have a look."

"I'm looking forward to it~"

bass!
In an instant, a ray of scarlet light flickered in Beichuan Kong's eyes, and three magatama loomed.

……

Da~da~da~~~
Under the rhythmic sound of the ball, the evil spirit filled the air.

In the right half of the court, at the receiving position, Kitagawa Sora stood holding the racket, leaning slightly, waiting for the tennis ball to come.

In the left half, Tono Atsukyo, who was standing with the ball, looked at Sora Kitagawa up and down, a cruel light quietly emerging.

Gradually, as Tono Tokkyo's eyes gradually brightened, he chuckled excitedly and appeared straight away, as if he had found the target point to aim at.

Swah——

The light yellow tennis ball soared into the air, waiting for Tono Atsukyo's explosive swing.

"Yea~hahhaha..."

"Thirteenth of the Penal Code, beheading!"

Bang!
咻叏~~~
The rapidly flying tennis ball, after landing on the ground, bounced straight towards Kitagawa Sora's head.

But this time, Bei Chuankong, who knew that the trick last time could no longer be useful, slid sideways one more step straight to the side.

boom!
With a soft sound, the tennis racket hit the tennis ball, and a light yellow stream of light flew back.

And the next second.

In the left half, Tono Atsukyo also stepped into position.

"Yea~hahhaha..."

"The Twelfth Penal Code, Electric Chair!"

Bang!
咻叏~~~
A ball of light with thunder and lightning flew towards Beichuan Kong, aiming at the head as before.

"Yea~hahhaha..."

"Beichuan kid, get ready for the pain!"

"Yea~hahhaha..."

With the use of the execution method, Tono Atsukyo began to fall into a state of madness, as if it were a psychological suggestion.

That kind of excitement is close to crazy.

The wanton grin and sharp neighing made people's scalp numb.

Although the execution ball did not hit Sora Kitagawa, this did not affect Tokyou Tono's ability to enter the state.

Madness is synonymous with 'executioner on the court'.

……

(End of this chapter)