Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Chapter 360 That Ray of Light
Call ~
"Ah~ahhhh~~~"

"Take the move, Beichuan boy!"

Echizen Nanjiro, who was laughing, had already stomped on the ground, his whole body jumped into the air, and with a slightly exaggerated movement, he severely chopped off the tennis racket in his hand.

boom!
Boom~
咻叏~~
Waves of dust surged and surged, covering the entire tennis court.

Among them were Echizen Nanjiro, who fell leisurely from the sky, and Kitagawa Sora, who was torn through the defense line again.

step~
Amidst the sound of landing, Echizen Nanjiro stood firm.

Looking at Kitagawa Sora across from him, a cheerful smile burst out on his face, and a playful voice sounded leisurely.

"Yo yo yo~~~"

"Teens, 4-2."

"Oh oh oh~~~"

He stood crookedly, with a tennis racket on his shoulder and his free left hand grabbing his butt from time to time.

All I can say is that this is very 'Echizen Nanjiro'.

……

The score of the game came to '4-2', '4' by Echizen Nanjiro, and '2' by Sora Kitagawa.

Facing this unattractive uncle with no seriousness at all, the 'Legendary Samurai' Echizen Nanjiro.

Even though Kitagawa Sora used the 'Sharingan', opened the 'Immortal Body', summoned the 'Flowing Blade Ruohuo', and unlocked the 'Remnant Fire Taidao' with the swastika.

The situation is still difficult and we are at a disadvantage.

The man opposite him was like a ten thousand-year-old mountain peak standing on the horizon. It was difficult to shake, and he often lost points with every effort.

On the left half of the court, Echizen Nanjiro took an "arrogant" and domineering step to the receiving position in the backcourt, waiting for Sora Kitagawa to kick off the ball and start the seventh round of the game.

On the right half of the field, Beichuan Sora, who was sweating freely, closed his eyes slightly and meditated, concentrating and adjusting his state.

"2-4!"

Whispering softly about the score he was behind, Beichuan Kong felt a ripple in his heart.

This was a score he hadn't met for a long time, behind, at a disadvantage, against a strong opponent, the wall of sighs that he couldn't break no matter what...

Boom~
bear~
kaka~~~
He raised his left hand, stretched out his five fingers, and then closed them inward to hold each other.

The fists are clenched, and the fire of will in the eyes is also burning, unyielding flames, and high-spirited fighting spirit.

And the power buried deep in the body!
hum~
buzzing~~
"Senior Nanjiro!"

Da~da~da~~~
"Let our game... continue!"

shuh~
With those loud words, Kitagawa Sora threw the light yellow tennis ball into the air again from the baseline serving position.

at the same time.

Swah——

Boom~
Accompanied by Bei Chuankong's jumping and shooting, the scarlet light in his eyes began to shine, the spiritual light on his body began to surge, and the surging breath and momentum began to suppress the surrounding void.

In the rippling void, countless streams of dark purple air gathered towards one point.

A skeleton half-length demon god exuding a terrifying aura rose directly from the ground behind Kitagawa Sora and condensed into reality.

There is a skull with a pair of thick magic horns on it, a half-body skeleton body that is burning with dark purple flames, and a pair of big copper bell eyes shining with red golden light.

Everything is breathtaking.

Mangekyō Sharingan, the ultimate technique, Susanoo, appears!

jump!
call out!
Boom~~
Boom~~~
On the tennis court, as Sora Kitagawa and Susanoo moved in unison, there was a sudden burst of sound with a quick swing of the racket.

In the sudden violent wind, smoke and dust flew everywhere, and ripples spread.

A purple-gold stream of light rushed towards the left half of the field at a high speed.

Among them was the deformed tennis ball, exuding a chilling and chilling aura, shocking the audience.

Facing Kitagawa Sora's serve, Echizen Nanjiro had a lively expression on the left half of the court, looking very satisfied and happy.

"'Ashura Shinto'!"

"Good, good, good!"

"Hahaha~"

"Boy Beichuan, you're welcome!"

step~
With a high-pitched shout, Echizen Nanjiro's big foot suddenly stepped out, and his body shot up.

Ashura Shinto, a professional-level power, has not been seen again for countless years after Echizen Nanjiro chose to retire quietly.

And today, in my own home.

A junior from the same school who came to visit showed professional-level power in such a consultation.

Ashura Shinto!
How familiar, yet such a long-lost word!

As a result, Echizen Nanjiro, who was grinning widely, felt very excited and energetic.

He couldn't even hold back for a moment. As Echizen Nanjiro was galloping, a terrifying existence quietly appeared in the void behind him.

The shadow was very blurry and shrouded in thick black mist.

I can't see clearly, I can't understand the way, I can't perceive it, I can't touch it.

The only thing reflected in Kitagawa Sora's Mangekyou Sharingan was the shining sword light that could cut through the shackles of the void.

bass!
boom!
huh~
In an instant, under Echizen Nanjiro's starting hand, a white silk thread ran straight through the entire tennis court.

It was a goal with extremely fast speed, and it was an unrivaled point.

It was a blow from the sleeping legendary warrior, showing signs of recovery.

That was a completely different shot than before.

……

Call ~
The wind is blowing quietly.

On the tennis court, which was silent for a while, Kitagawa Sora slowly took back the steps he took just now.

Standing straight, he turned his head and looked diagonally in front of his right foot. A very clear ball mark came into view.

"That was just now..."

"The real power of 'Samurai'..."

“It’s really… quite challenging!!!”

Recalling the feeling of facing that ball just now, Kitagawa Sora's body couldn't help but tremble slightly. The feeling of soaring adrenaline made Kitagawa Sora very excited and happy.

At this time.

In the left half, Echizen Nanjiro's slightly embarrassed laughter rang out.

"Hahaha~"

"Awkward, embarrassed, sorry, sorry, Kitagawa boy."

"I couldn't control it for a moment."

"Ah~hahaha~~~"

Between the words and laughter, the existence in the void behind Echizen Nanjiro had dissipated into the invisible and disappeared.

In Echizen Nanjiro's plan, 'him' did not appear.

And the ball just now was just an accidental ball because of the influence of Kitagawa Sora's Susanoo.

But obviously.

This was originally a consultation game, and Kitagawa Sona was overjoyed to see the ball just now.

"Senior Nanjiro, you don't need to do this."

"On the contrary, I saw the ball just now..."

"Quite excited!"

Immediately, under the words, Kitagawa Sora and Echizen Nanjiro looked at each other again.

Amid the renewed laughter, the voice of Echizen Nanjiro rang out on the tennis court.

"Keep serving, teen."

"Use your full strength and let me see how far your 'Ashura Divine Way' can go."

"Hahaha~~~"

"as you wish!"

"Nanjiro-senpai~"

Da~da~da~~~
shuh~
Under the restrained light in his eyes, after a burst of rhythmic slapping of the ball, the tennis ball held by Bei Chuankong's left hand was already gently thrown up.

"Go!"

"The Remnant Fire Sword—"

"Explosive Fire Sword of Fire!"

Bear!
Boom~
jump!
Amidst a series of sounds, Kitagawa Sora jumped up from the ground, swung his arms inward, and slammed down the tennis racket in his hand.

The tennis racket, shining with aura of light, hit the light yellow tennis ball in mid-air.

And in the void behind Beichuan Kong.The soaring 'Susanōhu', under a roar that shook the void, swung his right arm, and a dagger with burning red gold flames attached to it, condensed out of the void structure.

Under the slash of 'Susanohu' with the knife, a streamer of purple-gold and red-red mixed and intertwined went straight to the left half.

咻叏~
Boom~
Amid the sound of explosions, strong winds raged across the tennis court, sweeping across the field.

He stepped forward, moved his position, and faced the incoming streamer Nanjiro Echizen. He was still as calm as ever, and even commented on Kitagawa Sora's goal with great interest.

"Yo~"

"Another new trick~"

"This feeling, it seems that the power is very good."

"It's even better than your previous skills."

step~
呲味味~~~
Echizen Nanjiro, who was in position, had already stamped his feet, stopped his body, and with the soft friction between the soles of his shoes and the ground, the tennis racket in his hand was already raised by the side and behind of his body.

Swah——

Bang!
This sound was muffled, like thunder from the sky, or fire from the earth erupting.

The overwhelming sea of ​​flames dissipated into nothingness again and was annihilated in the air under the wave of Echizen Nanjiro.

It was still the scene Beichuan Sora was familiar with.

No matter how explosive the power was, after attacking Echizen Nanjiro, it was as if it didn't exist and had no effect.

There is another scene that Kitagawa Sora is familiar with.

huh~
Amidst the screams, a stream of extremely fast light rushed straight to the right half of the field.

The speed of the ball was so fast that Sora Kitagawa had to use his Sharingan with all his strength. Under the extreme insight, his feet flashed instantly and his body galloped out.

step~
Call ~
At this moment, the lightning-fast Beichuan sky was filled with howling winds.

"senior!"

"Take another trick from me!"

"The Remnant Fire Sword—"

"East!"

"Sunburst!"

Swah——

The tennis racket that was swung extremely fast turned into a red-gold silk thread.

Under the blessing of Susanoo, the terrifying power began to riot, and the skyrocketing power of fire began to shrink and condense.

Take the tennis ball as the center and condense it into a point.

All the light and brilliance dissipated.

All the power is gathered in tennis.

Bang!
咻叏~
With a soft crisp sound, Kitagawa Sora hit an 'ordinary' hit.

Under the soft chirping, it flew towards Echizen Nanjiro's place.

bass!
Raising his head and concentrating his deep eyes, Kitagawa Sora looked at the opposite side. He wanted to see how Echizen Nanjiro would respond to his second strongest shot at the moment.

Call ~
And this moment.

On the left half of the court, looking blankly at Kitagawa Sora's 'Rising Sun Blade', Echizen Nanjiro smiled, very happily and happily.

"What an amazing kid!"

"Beichuan!"

This is the first time Echizen Nanjiro has praised Kitagawa Sora today.

With the blessing of Susanoo's power, the power of this 'Rising Sun Blade' was enough to make Echizen Nanjiro take a serious look.

Of course, in the eyes of Echizen Nanjiro, Kitagawa Sora's control over his own power is more worthy of praise.

Echizen Nanjiro saw clearly the mystery of the 'Rising Sun Blade' attack.

The ultimate concentration of power, concentrate a little, reach the pinnacle.

And in the state of "Asura Shinto" and "Susanohu", with the skyrocketing power, Kitagawa Sora can still use his fingers like an arm.

This is the foundation for going higher and further.

bass!
"Boy Beichuan, I'm looking forward to it..."

"Your future!"

With a smile, Echizen Nanjiro took a step forward and moved his tennis racket.

Swah——

The moment you swing the racket, you sense the information transmitted from the tennis racket and everything about the 'Rising Sun Blade'.

In an instant, a ray of light flickered in the depths of Echizen Nanjiro's eyes, which were as elusive as mist and difficult to see through.

An idea was born quietly.

Bang!
咻叏~
The streamer flew across the sky again and headed towards the right half of the field.

Echizen Nanjiro's gaze also followed the trend and looked at Kitagawa Sora.

Before today's game, what Nanjiro Echizen looked forward to most was to train Echizen Ryoma.

Because Echizen Nanjiro, who has stood proudly on the top of the peak and sat on the Frost Sky Throne, has been so high that he doesn't know how many years.

The invincible legendary warrior is waiting for the person who can defeat him, and is looking forward to the emergence of a strong enough tennis player.

But no, no, never.

So the samurai retired and began to raise his son.

In addition to having fun, there is also the idea of ​​​​training his son to be a strong enough tennis player.

And then, Echizen Ryoma's natural talent did not let Echizen Nanjiro.

The samurai saw in his genius son the possibility of climbing to the top of the mountain and stepping into that realm.

That ray of light.

And now.

And today.

And this moment.

On Kitagawa Sora's body, Echizen Nanjiro saw that ray of light again.

After an unfinished game, Beichuan Kong showed a lot of things.

Perfect foundation, top technology, strong mentality and will, lofty vision and goals, this is a real tennis player.

The elemental power of Frost and Flame is just a super-strong mental power, strength, speed, physical fitness, and technology that can be said to be an all-round hexagonal warrior.

There is also the realm of 'Asura Shinto', professional-level power, similar to a seamless state skill.

Of course, there is also the perfect control of one's own power.

Echizen Nanjiro saw a lot.

In the second grade of junior high school, he climbed to the top of Neon and went out to the world, and he even found him on purpose.

And in terms of results, in terms of Qingxue Tennis Club, this young man named Bei Chuankong did better than him.

Everything made Echizen Nanjiro see the light in Kitagawa Sora.

"It seems~"

"The day I'm looking forward to..."

"Not far!"

Looking at Kitagawa Sora, Echizen Nanjiro looked forward to seeing an additional figure next to where Echizen Ryoma was.

Also exuding that ray of light... Kitagawa Sora!

……

of course.

At this moment, Kitagawa Sora has no time to care about Echizen Nanjiro's thoughts.

step~
"Senior Nanjiro!"

"Take another trick from me!"

Swah——

"The Remnant Fire Sword—"

"West!"

"Sunshine Prison Clothes!"

bang~
呲~
A loud call from Sora Kitagawa woke up Echizen Nanjiro.

"Hey, brat!"

After laughing and scolding, Echizen Nanjiro decided to give this brat a good look.

……

(End of this chapter)