Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Chapter 345 Light hits the ball, black battle axe
Swah——

"Kamiri-ryu·Ice Dragon Soaring to the Sky!"

昻~
In an instant, the ice blue phantom bloomed, and the ice crystal stream flashed rapidly.

Bang!
咻叏~
Among the screams that pierced the sky, there was the sound of Oni Jujiro's big feet stomping, his low-pitched angry shouts, and the galloping swing of his racket.

"Ah~ drink!"

boom!
咻叏~
In the left half, it was Kitagawa Sona's rapid sprinting pace.

step~step~step~~~
Bang!
boom!
peng!

After several rounds of fighting, Kitagawa Sora once again hit a baseline shot and saw a slight opportunity.

shuh~
Bei Chuankong, who rushed to the frontcourt quickly, faced the yellow streamer flying across the net, and quickly drew his sword and slashed.

"Everything is ashes."

"The blade is like fire—"

"One move: caressing and slashing!"

bass!
He drew his sword with his backhand from the bottom left to the top right, and severely hit the tennis ball that flew through the air.

With a quick volley-like slash in the air, he cut out a stream of red light as fast as the wind. After flashing in the right half, it hit the special barbed wire fence behind.

Bang~ba~
Ta~ta~dong dong dong~~~
"Score works."

"30-15."

With a gentle sound, and amid the continuous bouncing and rolling of the tennis balls on the ground, the chief referee announced the change in the score and the direction of the situation.

But clearly, this is far from the end.

hum~
The three Magatama Sharingan, the immortal human body state, plus the two styles of Kamari-ryu, and the first solution of Ryuken Wakahu.

In the match against Oni Jujiro, Kitagawa Sora launched an extremely fierce tide attack from the very beginning.

Bang!
boom!
peng!

boom……

The rare feeling of boiling blood made Bei Chuankong feel a burst of hearty refreshment.

One goal, another goal, another goal.

Every time he hit a ball, Kitagawa Sora felt his physical and mental state improve.

Perhaps, this is the charm of Oni Jujiro.

The permanent 'make the opponent evolve and become stronger' buff can be called an invincible code within a code.

soon.

Under the loud announcement of the referee, the first round of the game ended.

"Score works."

"Game, Beichuan, score 1-0."

"The game is over."

"Swap venues."

In the fiery duel that followed, Oni Jujiro also found a chance to get one point back.

But Kitagawa Sora, who was in an equally hot state, relied on the insight of the Three Magatama Sharingan to find some flaws and gaps.

Then he caught it accurately, and with the two explosive attacks of 'Second Style·Matsuaki' and 'Hot Hell', he penetrated Oni Jujiro's defense and took the lead in winning the first round of the game.

……

step~step~step~~~
The game entered the break. Kitagawa Sora and Oni Jujiro walked down the court in silence and sat down on the benches on the sidelines.

"Gudu~"

Kitagawa Sora picked up the water glass, and the water that nourished the body and mind slid down his throat and into his stomach to replenish the water his body needed.

"kaka~"

Amidst the soft sound, the majestic Oni Jujiro sat on the bench, holding a tennis racket in his hand and constantly adjusting the strings.

Under the silent movement, his expression became more and more serious.

The defeat in the first round did not make his condition decline, but instead made the flame deep in Oni Jujiro's heart show signs of recovery.

Black and red flames!That breathtaking power!
In the silence, two worlds were separated by a special barbed wire fence.

Inside the barbed wire fence, it was the eve of the storm. In the silent silence, Kitagawa Sora and Oni Jujiro were resting and preparing for war.

The kind where two people don't even take a look at each other. At this moment, they just focus on themselves.

Outside the barbed wire, there are spectators who can't take their eyes away.

Mifune Irido, Byodoin Phoenix, Aku Tsujin...

They were unwilling to let go of any scene of the game in front of them.

"Beichuan really won the first game."

"After all, it's a serve game, and you have the advantage of attacking first."

"As for Ghost Lord, it should be..."

wow~~~
Taking advantage of the truce time, the high school students spoke one after another, communicating with each other about the matches they had seen, and also releasing the accumulated emotions in their hearts.

On Irie Kanata's side, he stretched out his right hand and gently pressed the round glasses on the bridge of his nose.

He concentrated and whispered: "Xiuji, do you still remember the battle back then?"

"That time with Byodo-in and Oni-kun..."

"Of course I remember...it's impossible to forget..."

In response, Taneshima Shuji's voice was also faint.

At the beginning, not long after they entered the U-17 base, under their own eyes, there was a duel that subverted their worldview.

The two protagonists, one is Byodoin Phoenix, and the other is... Oni Jujiro.

At that time, Oni Jujiro, who first came to this U-17 dormitory base, spent three days to gain the recognition of the coaching staff.

Then he started the Seat Challenge. After defeating several people one after another, he successfully reached the top and became the No. 1 player in the army at that time.
Immediately, in the second week, this U-17 base welcomed another 'monster' newcomer, delaying Byodoin Phoenix who was a little late.

After provoking a bunch of people one after another, Byodoin Phoenix faced off against Oni Jujiro.

A war begins.

And it was that battle, that terrifying goal.

Byodoin Phoenix's forehead was blasted with blood splattering, Oni Jujiro's cheek was torn and slashed by the hurricane wind blade, and the two people were left with scars that were bound to each other for this life.

The wall behind the tennis court was blasted into a big hole, and the three views of an unknown number of people were shattered and swallowed.

Everyone who watches the battle will remember it for a lifetime.

Among them, there are everyone present now, including Irie Kanata, including Tanejima Shuji, including Ochi Gekko...

At this time.

Ochi Gekko, who was standing nearby, also murmured in a low voice after hearing the faint words of Irie Kanata and Taneshima Shuji.

"That man..."

"The power hidden at the bottom of the heart has begun to awaken..."

Call ~
woohoo~~
At the right time, the breeze blew up, stirring the calm on the field.

After a while, ripples appeared.

……

step~step~step~~~
At the sound of footsteps, Kitagawa Sora and Oni Jujiro stood up from the bench, carrying tennis rackets, and began to exchange courts.

The encounter on the sidelines.

The ferocious aura coming from Oni Jujiro's body engulfed Sora Kitagawa.

But the endless depth of Kitagawa Sora also made Oni Jujiro's eyes slightly condensed.

That still faint smile is particularly concerning.

"Be careful in the next game."

Wrong body, step, separation.

A deep reminder sounded from behind, but made Bei Chuankong's eyes light up, and the corners of his mouth were outlined.

the same moment.

On the side of the boulder where Mifune entered the path, Byodoin Phoenix crossed his arms in front of him.

After noticing this scene, he raised his eyebrows, looked at Jujiro Oni, an old man, and then looked in the direction of Sora Kitagawa with great interest.

"Looks like the ghost is getting serious."

"Then how will you deal with it?"

"Beichuan."

While whispering softly, Byodoin Phoenix became more and more expectant.

……

clap ~ clap ~ clap~~~
Oni Jujiro, who came to the left half, stood at the serving position outside the baseline of the backcourt, leaning slightly.

At a glance, his eyes stared at the opposite side.

Snapped!
The rough and wide bear paw directly held the tennis ball, and then threw it vigorously. The pale yellow tennis ball went straight into the air along the direction of the palm.

"Let me take you to experience the scenery of hell, Beichuan!"

hum~
boom!
Amidst the roaring and buzzing, Oni Jujiro's aura suddenly rose, violent, brutal, fierce and powerful.

The people who looked at him couldn't help but look at him in horror.

The 'Gatekeeper of Hell' is starting to show off his power!

Swah——

Behind the soaring tennis ball was Oni Jujirou's turning body, the center of gravity first tilted slightly backwards, and then ejected forward.

Muscle strength exploded all over his body, and his arms, as thick as mountain peaks, pressed down hard.

boom!
After the tennis racket and tennis ball intersected, the terrifying force exploded instantly, and the explosion and roar resounded throughout the entire venue.

A menacing yellow stream of light, flashing and galloping, carrying great power, rushed towards the service area on the right half of the field.

The air flow surged, the air waves surged, and smoke and dust began to fly.

And this was just an ordinary serve from Oni Jujiro.

"Whoo~"

Taking a deep breath, Bei Chuankong stepped out in the silence of Gujing with a super strong mentality, and faced the incoming ball.

Although Oni Jujiro's ball is very fast, Kitagawa Sora's 'Sangouyu Sharingan' is not a vegetarian.

Kitagawa Sora has already analyzed the trajectory, landing point, and even the ejection movement after spinning and touching the ground.

Therefore.

Swah——

Kitagawa Sora, who was galloping into position, leaned down slightly, swung his tennis racket, and pulled hard in the air on the right side of his body.

However, in the next second.

The moment the swung tennis racket intersected with the incoming tennis ball, Kitagawa Sora's eyes moved slightly.

"Strength and speed have increased a lot!"

Compared with before, the strength and speed have completely increased, making the power of the tennis ball completely different.

"However, if you want to break through my defense, this is not enough!"

Bang!
呲~
There was a soft sound, with a slight rubbing sound.

Kitagawa Sora whipped the tennis ball back cleanly using a pull-and-thrust style.

The tennis ball, which was given a layer of spin, traced an arc and flew towards the left half of the court.And the next second.

Under the sudden exclamation outside the court, Oni Jujiro's figure quietly appeared in the middle and front court area of ​​the left half of the court, in front of the flying tennis ball.

"Then let's try this ball!"

A roar rang out, and in the cold and solemn expression, Oni Jujiro's body jumped heavily.

Stepping hard with the right foot, lifting the left foot, the center of gravity rising vertically, and the tennis racket held in both hands...

"Black Jack Knife!"

jump!
boom!
The tennis racket that Oni Jujiro swung suddenly made a violent explosion after hitting the tennis ball.

It was like thunder on the ground, making people's hearts tremble.

咻叏~
Amid the rapid screams, there was the super ball wrapped in black and red light, rolling up terrifying air currents, and containing terrifying power.

Black Jack Knife, black knife, heavyweight vertical heartbeat style.

Although this is only the most primitive skill shown by Oni Jujiro, the "Gatekeeper of Hell" in the original work, it has the power to knock opponents away directly.

In the new plot, Takeshi Momoro, who was selected as the "Guinea Mouse" warrior, eats a "Black Jack Knife" from Oni Jujiro.

Not only did the 120-pound man fly away, but the feeling in his hands and wrists also went away.

It was directly severely damaged, fell into paralysis, and could no longer be used at all.

This is the weight of Oni Jujiro's super abnormal power that can lift a ton of rocks.

Therefore.

Facing Oni Jujiro's 'Black Jack Knife', Kitagawa Sora directly used defensive skills just in case.

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

"The blade is like fire—"

"Fire Rejection!"

hum!
boom!
On the right half of the field, under Sora Kitagawa's steps and galloping, the crimson air flow spread out with his body as the center.

Circles of red ripples, like a halo of fire, enveloped the sky of Beichuan, resisting the incoming red-black shock wave and consuming the power of the 'Black Jack Knife'.

brush--

Stopping and turning sideways, Kitagawa Sora's tennis racket was swinging vigorously, and directly hit the black and red stream of light that broke through the restraints.

Bang!
Boom~
bass!
"It's still not enough!"

While concentrating, Kitagawa Kong's eyes moved slightly as he felt the terrifying force and violent impact coming from the tennis racket.

"Ah~ drink!"

With a low cry, after two seconds of contact with the ball, the tennis racket was raised to the extreme and struggled to pull the tennis ball back.

On the left half, Oni Jujiro's feet were moving rapidly.

He was not surprised at all that Kitagawa Sora was able to respond to 'Black Jack Knife'.

To put it in the most straightforward terms.

——If he couldn't even fight back the 'Black Jack Knife', how could Kitagawa Sora overturn most of the U17 and walk in front of him.

——If he was defeated by a 'Black Jack Knife', how could Kitagawa Sora be so respected by Byodoin Phoenix, and how could he be so optimistic by the coaching staff.

Therefore.

Oni Jujiro's side is already preparing for the second strike.

"The 'Flame Rejection' move you just made was quite interesting. It was able to kill my batting power."

"However, that level of spending time shouldn't be enough."

"Second ball, here it comes."

"Black Jack Knife!"

Swah——

Oni Jujiro jumped up, once again held the shot with both hands, and blasted the terrifying 'Black Jack Knife'.

jump!
boom!
咻叏~
Looking at Kitagawa Sora running around in the right half, Oni Jujiro smiled slightly and took aim at Kitagawa Sora's hands and wrists.

For Oni Jujiro, who does daily training against boulders every day.

Although this so-called 'Black Jack Knife' requires jumping off one foot, it is basically just a 'flat ace'.

and so.

Swah——

"Black Jack Knife!"

Bounce~boom!
"Black Jack Knife!"

Bounce~boom!
"Black Jack Knife!"

Bounce~boom!
……

"Score works."

"15-0."

……

"Score works."

"30-0."

……

In the right half of the court, Kitagawa Sora stopped, danced his tennis racket, and gently turned his wrist.

The black and red stream of light was allowed to fly away, and it hit the special barbed wire fence with great force.

As the referee's voice sounded, the score on the scoreboard changed.

"Huh~"

"Boy Beichuan, what are you doing?"

"I'm almost falling asleep out of boredom."

On the left half of the field, Oni Jujiro put his tennis racket on his shoulder, a deep and thick voice sounded, and he pressed Uncle Oni's favorite taunt button.

The macho man's face had a cold expression and a fierce aura.

"Hey hey hey~~~"

"Senior Ghost, this is not for ridicule~"

While chuckling at the words, Kitagawa Sora smiled confidently and continued.

"Because usually, the opponent who is the first to taunt me will lose miserably in the end~"

Hearing this, Oni Jujiro chuckled.

"Oh~ yeah~"

"Then show me what you're capable of."

Under the taunts between each other on the field, Kitagawa Sora and Oni Jujiro took their positions again.

Serving position, receiving position.

immediately.

Call ~
The wind started to rise, the whole audience held their breath, it was silent, the arena was tense, and the battle was about to break out!
clap ~ clap ~ clap~~~
After the heavy sound of hitting the ball, Oni Jujiro threw the ball again and took off to swing.

"Drink~ Ah!"

"Come on, Kitagawa boy!"

With a burly body, he jumped up and with violent power, he slammed the tennis racket at the 'small and exquisite' well-behaved tennis ball.

Bang!
咻叏~
"Whoo~"

After taking a deep breath, Kitagawa Sora's mind was unruffled. Under calm observation, he discerned the path of the incoming ball.

Then he stepped forward and started to swing.

Swah——

boom!
咻叏~
Hit the ball, look at the ball, hit the ball, look at the ball again, waiting for the right moment in the middle of the match.

Bang!
boom!
peng!

Boom~~~
In the left half, Oni Jujiro still launched his own violent offensive.

The right to serve is there, and the advantage of attacking first is there.

Then, hey!

Under a ray of shock, he stared at Sora Kitagawa who had retreated to the bottom line of the backcourt in the right half. Looking at the highly suitable ball in front of him, Oni Jujiro seized this opportunity.

tread!
brush--

With a big stride, Oni Jujiro jumped vertically again, his center of gravity rising.

"Beichuan, come back and show me!"

"Black Jack Knife!"

jump!
boom!
Amidst the roar and explosion, the black-red airflow combined with the howling wind once again gave the entire tennis court a baptism.

咻叏~
The strong wind blew, blowing Beichuan Kong's clothes, making a hunting sound.

Amidst the smoke and dust flying in all directions, a black-red stream of light came at a high speed, overwhelming the entire audience with its majestic power.

This caused everyone in the audience to turn their attention and stare intently.

However this time.

Facing the incoming 'Black Jack Knife! ', looking at Oni Jujiro opposite him who was staring at him with stern eyes, Kitagawa Sora smiled.

Under that familiar smile, the faintly restless energy, as well as that golden light, caused Byodoin Phoenix and Mifune Irido outside the venue to be slightly startled.

bass!
Mifune Irido, who was half lying on the boulder, quickly sat up straight, put back the gourd of wine at his mouth, and stared at Kitagawa Sora on the tennis court.

"That energy fluctuation is..."

Next to him, Phoenix of Byodo-in, with his arms crossed, smiled leisurely. He was all too familiar with that flickering golden light.

"This kid, that one has been completely mastered."

"That's right, it's been so long. With his perverted talent, it's enough time."

Thinking of this, Byodoin Phoenix spread its hands.

For Kitagawa Sora, it would be strange if this move was not completed.

You know, when they were dueling with him, this kid used him as a sparring partner and learned this move on the spot, and he was very good at it.

"Beichuan."

"Let everyone take a look at the light that belongs to you!"

"Although this 'light' may not shine for long in front of this guy Gui."

Before Byodoin Phoenix finished speaking, the light belonging to Sora Kitagawa shone out above the tennis court.

hum!
bass!
Bulling~~~
Amidst the buzzing, Beichuan Kong's loud voice sounded directly.

"Senior Ghost~"

"This trick should be familiar to you, right?"

While smiling, in the light, the tennis racket held tightly by Beichuan Kong's right hand was already swung out.

"Pick me up!"

"Light hits the ball!"

……

(End of this chapter)