Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Chapter 356 The immature Echizen, everything is for the future

boom!
咻叏~
Bang~呲~~~
With a soft sound, a light yellow stream of light flashed in the sky above the left half of the field. After landing on the ground and ejecting, it hit the wall behind.

at the same time.

Turning to look at the light yellow tennis ball bouncing back from the wall, Echizen Ryoma, who was still galloping just a second ago, stepped on the brakes.

The friction between the soles of the shoes and the ground made Echizen Ryoma's body pause. After he straightened up, he let out a long breath.

"Whoo~"

"This guy……"

Turning around and raising his head, Echizen Ryoma's amber eyes stared directly at Kitagawa Sora, who was standing facing the wind on the right half of the court.

The one-goal encounter allowed Echizen Ryoma to see Sora Kitagawa's powerful three-pointer.

It can be said that the control of the ball is extremely wonderful, and the whole process is calm and calm, as if everything is under control.

With completely unfathomable strength and speed, no matter how hard he hits the ball, Kitagawa Sora can easily catch it.

And the power of returning the ball is not even a little bit more, not even a hair.

In other words, the guy opposite was even deliberately controlling his own power, and he was controlling it perfectly.

in short.

The strength shown by Kitagawa Sora with one goal was extraordinary, so strong that even Echizen Ryoma felt the pressure.

It was Echizen Ryoma who met the tennis player second only to his father Echizen Minamijiro in his tennis career over the years.

but.

"Exactly what I want!"

Call ~
He reached out and pressed the white hat on his head, and the dark green hair around his ears was blowing in the wind.

In Echizen Ryoma's eyes, the blazing flames formed by the condensed fighting spirit burned and rose.

To put it in the B-KING way.

——It’s better to be stronger.

——Only one who is strong enough can be worth defeating.

……

And here in the right half.

Sora Kitagawa, enjoying the caress of the breeze and easily scoring the first goal, was paying attention to Echizen Ryoma's condition.

Looking at the little B. KING across from him, whose eyes changed, his fighting spirit was high, and his whole body exuded the aura of fighting, Kitagawa Kong smiled faintly and nodded slightly in his heart.

The goal just now was the result of Sora Kitagawa's deliberate control.

The tidal attack of one ball after another, the extreme mobilization in the half court, and the power of each ball are the same. People can see the subtleties at a glance.

Combined with the pressure from the main body's momentum, it can put a lot of pressure on the opponent.

But obviously.

Echizen Ryoma has never been a tennis player who would give in to pressure.

Under the training of Echizen Nanjiro, the 'loving father', from childhood to adulthood, Echizen Ryoma's heart has already become extremely tough.

Thinking of this, Beichuan Kong's eyebrows curved slightly.

A slight arc, a slight smile.

Immediately, Beichuan Sora, whose mind returned, flicked his gaze and fell to the opposite side.

"Echizen~kid~"

"This momentum is very good."

"But, 0-15."

step~step~step~~~
At the same time, the sound of light footsteps sounded.

On the left and right halves, Kitagawa Sora and Echizen Ryoma took steps towards the serving and receiving positions in the other half.

bass!
With his eyes focused, Ryoma Echizen's declaration resounded throughout the stadium.

"I'll win it back!"

Da~da~da~~~
The crisp rhythmic sound of hitting the ball sounded in Echizen Ryoma's hands again.

With his left hand holding the racket and his right hand holding the ball, Echizen Ryoma, who was standing in the baseline service area of ​​the left half of the left half of the court and gradually adjusted his breath, raised his head and glanced at Kitagawa Sora.

then……

Just as Kitagawa Sora's eyes were slightly bright, he directly exchanged the tennis racket and tennis ball in his hand.

Hold the ball in your left hand and shoot in your right hand.

"Oh~"

"Changed the shot."

"Looks like that one is coming."

Just as Kitagawa Sora's mouth outlined an arc of expectation, he continued to hold the shot and lay down to wait.

On the left half, in one breath, Echizen Ryoma responded to Kitagawa Sora's waiting with direct action.

shuh~~~
The light yellow tennis ball soared into the air, Echizen Ryoma jumped on his knees, the tennis racket followed the body and swung through the air, and that~
White shoelaces fluttering in the air.

brush--

Bang!
"Outspin serve!"

Peng~呲呲呲~~~
嚻叏——

With a crisp sound, a pale yellow phantom stream of light flew through the air, making a startling sound.

Under Echizen Ryoma's vigorous swing, the 'shoelace serve' flew straight towards the right half of the tennis court.

The target trajectory, the arc of the meniscus, the side of Beichuan Sora's right foot.

The target landing point is on the inside center line of the right half of the service area.

The terrifying internal spin attached to the tennis ball created a strong wind that cut all around, making it extremely powerful.

During this process, Kitagawa Sora showed no fear at the speeding 'outspin serve' from the receiving position in the right half.

His expression didn't change, his complexion didn't change, and his position didn't even move.

He just moved his feet slightly, turned sideways, looked into the air more comfortably, and caught the incoming 'spin serve'.

Then~
He calmed down and observed carefully.

At this moment, Kitagawa Sora, not even the familiar smile at the corner of his mouth and between his eyebrows, had changed at all.

In fact, Sora Kitagawa knows how to "spin serve" and so on. He even used it when he first "attacked" the Seigaku Tennis Club.

but!
'B-King'·'Prince'·Echizen Ryoma's off-spin serve and the off-spin serve are two different things.

It is actually quite interesting and meaningful to experience and witness Echizen Ryoma's 'shoelace serve' in person.

Like a 'card collector'.

And now.

The big devil said that he was in a good mood.

Chi~chi~chi~~~
A violent friction sound appeared in front of Kitagawa Sora's right foot. Looking at the light yellow tennis ball that was in close contact with the ground, Kitagawa Sora smiled faintly.

immediately.

shuh~
As Kitagawa Sora tilted his head sideways, the extremely fast-spinning tennis ball left the restraints of the ground and ejected towards the original location of Kitagawa Sora's face.

咻叏~
A scream broke through the sky, and a strong wind passed by.

The perfect avoidance allowed Kitagawa Sora's face to just pass by the light yellow tennis ball.

Call ~
The wind blew up at the right time, blowing Kitagawa Sora's black hair, and also blowing the light yellow tennis ball that rolled to the back.

"15-15."

At the end of the second goal, Echizen Ryoma's voice sounded in the left half, coolly announcing the score changes.

Of course, there's that...

"You're still a long way off!"

A 'sudden' outswinging serve hit Sora Kitagawa with an ace, which made Echizen Ryoma feel relieved. He started to act cool as soon as he touched the brim of his hat.

He also said to Kitagawa Sora, "You're still far behind."

As the saying goes, ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

But the provocation from 'Prince'·'B-KING' came immediately.

On the other side of the pavilion, looking at Echizen Ryoma who was starting to act cool and cool, Echizen Renko couldn't help but smile softly and said softly.

"Ryoma, kid~"

"Hahaha~~~"

After Echizen Renko's chuckle, there was Echizen Nanjiro's 'obscene' snicker.

"But that's it."

"Next, this brat can cry, hehehe~"

And just when Echizen Nanjiro and Echizen Renko were laughing happily.

On the tennis court, the two people who were seated again began to wait with bated breath.

Waiting for that moment.

Call ~
shuh~
The wind picked up, and in an instant, the pale yellow tennis ball flew into the air again.

And Echizen Ryoma, who was at the serving position, jumped up again, stretching his body and dancing in the air.

The right hand is still used to shoot, and the shoelaces are still flying.

Bang~ba~
"Outspin serve!"

咻叏~
At this moment, under the fierce downward pressure of the tennis racket, the tennis ball was once again given a huge kinetic energy, and with a violent internal top spin, it headed towards Kitagawa Sora.

Just like the 'offspin serve' from the previous ball.

But obviously, the result this time must be different.

After watching 'Shoelace Serve' once and satisfying his collecting hobby, Sora Kitagawa naturally started to get serious.

Although he was only a little more serious, it was enough to deal with the current Echizen Ryoma.

step~
Under the sound of light tapping, Kitagawa Sora slightly adjusted his position and posture, slightly moved the racket, and then stared at the tennis ball that began to rub violently against the ground.

next second.

bass!
The momentary opportunity was accurately captured by Kitagawa Sora.

The jade-white tennis racket has been swung out cleanly, like fishing for the moon from the bottom of the sea, crossing a large crescent arc.

Then he accurately caught the tennis ball that just bounced off the ground.

bang~
呲~
咻叏~~~
Under the screams and breaking wind, a stream of yellow light passed over the net at extremely high speed and headed towards the bottom line corner of the left half of the court.

This time, the 'spin serve' that had just left the ground had not even begun to show its true power when it was hit back by Kitagawa Sora's quick volley with a pull-up style.

Kitagawa Sora's clean and confident swing made Echizen Ryoma slightly startled.

"Quick volley attack close to the ground?"

"Call right back!"

next second.

Bang~ba~
Dong dong~ da~ da~ da~~~
The light yellow tennis ball that appeared again under the wall said it all.

"15-30."

After the score was announced lightly, Kitagawa Sora continued to speak, teasing and provoking (molesting) Echizen Ryoma.

"Ah~"

"If you're not careful, the force you use will be a little too much."

Of course, what came back to Kitagawa Sora was a cold snort from Echizen Ryoma.

"Humph!"

You actually have the same bad taste as the old man, 'B-King' means that he doesn't want to care about you.

……

"Whoo~"

After taking a deep breath, he returned to the serving position, and Echizen Ryoma, who had adjusted his state, started serving again.

shuh~
Swah——

The ball is up, the shot is up.

Echizen Ryoma, who did not believe in evil, once again hit an 'outspin serve'.

But it's a pity that Kitagawa Sora even dealt with the 'outside-spin serve' this time more easily.

step~
bang~
With a crisp sound, the inwardly rotating tennis ball flying towards the face was directly intercepted by Bei Chuankong in mid-air.With a simple oblique pull, the tennis ball flew back.

On the left half, Echizen Ryoma, who was extremely concentrated, did not directly penetrate the defense line this time.

He quickly moved his legs and ran towards the speeding tennis ball.

"Drink~ Ah!"

There was a low shout, and with the friction between the soles of his shoes and the ground, Echizen Ryoma caught up with the tennis ball, and swung it hard with the tennis racket in his hand.

boom!
咻叏~
soon.

On the tennis court, the tennis balls whipped by the wind turned into phantom streams of light and began to fly back and forth, shooting to various corners of the area.

Bang!
boom!
peng!

咻叏~
Under a series of endless sounds, seven or eight rounds passed. Looking at Echizen Ryoma who had caught up with the rhythm, Kitagawa Sora smiled leisurely.

"I'm already getting used to this speed."

"In that case, let's speed up a little more."

Under the soft words, Kitagawa's tennis racket in his empty hand sped up again.

The power of the rapid piercing the air directly increased a lot.

And the result is...

boom!
咻叏~
bass!
"The ball is faster!"

With his eyes focused, Echizen Ryoma's spirit was extremely concentrated, his heart tightened, and his whole body's galloping speed accelerated again.

Swah——

Bang!
Fortunately, after struggling hard, Echizen Ryoma arrived in time and caught the incoming tennis ball.

However, Kitagawa Sora's goal was not over yet.

bass!
"This impact!"

"The strength has also become stronger!"

Under his shrinking pupils, Echizen Ryoma swung his whole body, and with the help of his whole body's strength, he swung the tennis racket that was bearing the violent impact in his hand.

咻叏~
"Oh~"

"I got it."

"Then go on."

After saying a few words, Kitagawa Sora moved his feet and swung the tennis ball back towards Echizen Ryoma with all his strength.

It's still that simple swing, and it's still that wonderful control.

The baseline shot, which was almost as powerful as the previous one, flew towards the left half of the court again.

Call ~
step~
Catching the ball at a glance, Echizen Ryoma opened his calm eyes and ran straight to the left.

Immediately, under Sora Kitagawa's gaze, the tennis racket originally held in his right hand was moved to his left hand while running.

That is to say...

"Two swords!"

Under the soft voice, Beichuan Kong smiled slightly.

It is another signature skill, the traditional two-sword style of the samurai family, now blooming in the hands of Echizen Ryoma.

"Ah~ drink!!!"

At this time, on the left half of the court, a low shout sounded, causing Beichuan to stare intently.

Within sight, Echizen Ryoma, who was holding a racquet in his left hand, used the convenience of his 'two-sword style' to violently withdraw the tennis ball from the corner of the court.

Bang!
咻叏~
Staring at the speeding tennis ball, Kitagawa Sora's mouth curved slightly.

He stepped forward and faced the incoming ball.

Swah——

The tennis racket was swung out, and the next second it collided with the tennis ball.

Then~
Call ~
A pressing action, a dragging action, seems so insignificant under the cutting arc of the tennis racket.

However, the effect is completely different.

bang~
咻叏~
Phew~呲呲~
Amidst a series of sounds, the tennis ball broke away from the shackles of the tennis racket, turned into a stream of light, and flew back towards the left half of the court.

And Echizen Ryoma, who was watching the tennis ball, immediately stepped out and ran towards the direction of the tennis ball's movement.

However, just as Echizen Ryoma's pupils contracted.

The tennis ball flying across the air hit the top edge of the net!

bass!
"Wipe the net!"

Bang~ba~
Ta~ta~dong~~~
After grazing the top of the net, the trajectory of the tennis ball deflected at a large angle, leaving Echizen Ryoma helpless.

Directly in the other half area, he landed and ejected, flying out of the baseline.

The score, 15-40.

Echizen Ryoma used his two-sword style to deal with the accelerated pace, but he lost another point due to a tennis shot from Kitagawa Sora.

bass!
"wrong!"

On the left half of the court, Echizen Ryoma, who had thought for a while, raised his head and looked at Beichuan Sora on the opposite side with a shudder in his heart.

"That tennis ball shot just now was within your control!"

"Hmm~"

The calm reply made Echizen Ryoma feel uncomfortable.

Self-controlling the tennis ball, and even controlling the trajectory of the tennis ball after it wipes the net, this move seems a bit unreliable based on his current ball control.

Also.

This move was something Echizen Ryoma had never seen before, and that shot just now was his first time.

Even his crooked father never beat him like this.

"Whoo~"

Turning his head, Echizen Ryoma looked towards the pavilion outside the venue.

Then he saw...

The crooked dad of my own was rubbing his chin and smiling secretly.

"Hehehe~"

"That boy from Beichuan is pretty good. He even has the skill of wiping a tennis ball."

"Yes, yes, this trick is very interesting."

Amidst the evil smile, Echizen Nanjiro said that his inspiration had already emerged.

"Just right."

"I'll use this trick to play with the brat later, hehehe~"

At this moment, Echizen Nanjiro seemed to have imagined what would happen next.

——My stinky boy, running around trying to clean tennis balls one after another, his hands and feet looked messy.

"Wahahaha~~~Quack~~~"

……

On the tennis court, seeing Echizen Nanjiro's reaction, Echizen Ryoma, who was quite familiar with his crooked father, couldn't help but feel a dark streak coming out of his head.

After shaking his head, his mind was calm again, and Echizen Ryoma returned his attention to the current game.

His eyes were condensed, and he stared at Beichuan Kong.

Da~da~da~~~
next moment.

shuh~
Swah——

The tennis ball flying high into the air was dunked out by Echizen Ryoma who jumped up lightly.

This time, it was an 'outspin serve' from the left hand, mainly to catch Sora Kitagawa by surprise.

But obviously.

Kitagawa Sora, who knew this very well, would not be caught by surprise.

However, under this ball, there is another important point.

step~step~step~~~
On the left half, after completing his serve, Echizen Ryoma, who was near the midpoint of the baseline, began to jump slightly on the spot.

He did not move in a hurry, but began to bounce slightly on the spot, staring at Kitagawa Sora with burning eyes.

And Bei Chuan Kong, who saw this scene, also outlined a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Oh~"

"This pose."

"It's a 'one-legged step'~"

step~
After speaking softly, Kitagawa Sora stopped and turned sideways.

At a just right angle, he swung the tennis racket in his hand and met the tennis ball that bounced towards the outside sideline.

Swah——

Bang!
咻叏~
Under the scream, a light yellow stream of light flew out.

And the next second, as expected, Echizen Ryoma, who instantly landed on one foot, ejected his entire body and ran towards the tennis ball flying through the air.

"Ah~ drink!!!"

boom!
There was a crisp sound, and Echizen Ryoma stepped into position, perfectly caught up with the tennis ball, and was fully prepared to swing back.

咻叏~
Bang!
boom!
peng!

咻叏~~~
With crisp explosions, in both halves, Kitagawa Sora and Echizen Ryoma were galloping around, hitting the ball with their bats.

Relying on the 'two sword style' and the 'one-legged small step', Echizen Ryoma could completely keep up with the rhythm of this level of fighting.

Bei Chuankong's shots were counterattacked one after another, and he even seized the opportunity to launch an attack.

However, in the right half, Sona Kitagawa's defense based on its strong strength is still impregnable.

bang~
boom!
peng!

咻叏~~~
After two more rounds, Kitagawa Sora's eyes were extremely deep as he looked at Echizen Ryoma on the opposite side.

"'Er-knife style', 'One-legged small step', 'Outside spin serve'..."

"That's just it~"

For sixth-grade Echizen Ryoma, he is more focused on honing his foundation, tempering his will, refining himself, and training himself.

Techniques such as the 'one-legged small step' and the 'two-sword style' were also learned by Echizen Ryoma through his own observation during daily practice with Echizen Nanjiro.

Echizen Nanjiro did not have, nor did he intend to teach his precious son the way of the 'samurai' at this time.

He didn't even tell Echizen Ryoma about his own affairs.

And all of this is for Echizen Ryoma to understand his own tennis and embark on his own tennis path.

So in the early days, the less influence he has on Ryoma, the better.

Because Echizen Nanjiro knew very well that only Echizen Ryoma like this could have a chance to surpass him and surpass the 'Samurai'.

Therefore.

At this moment, Echizen Ryoma appeared in front of Kitagawa Sora.

He is a talented tennis player whose basic abilities are beyond those of his peers, but his skills are completely inadequate.

Special, yet special.

Everything is building up foundation for future explosions.

And in such a duel, Kitagawa Sora, who saw clearly what was going on, also made a decision in his heart.

"You are still too immature after all."

At this moment, in Beichuan Kong's eyes, a deep light flashed past.

step~
With a heavy step, as the oppressive momentum rose, power began to gather and condense on Sora Kitagawa's tennis racket.

Swah——

"Echizen~kid~"

"This game..."

"It's over!"

……

(End of this chapter)