Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Chapter 382 Trip to Spain, Antonio da Medanore

——With the opponent unaware, arbitrarily using the player's old injuries, habits and weaknesses to drive and take away his freedom of movement, just like performing a surgical operation bit by bit, is an extremely dangerous way of playing tennis. and style of play.

And this is the talent of 'Tennis Doctor' Alan Hopkins.

With high expectations, Kitagawa Sora felt a little helpless after playing a game with Alan Hopkins.

Without it, it doesn't fit.

In fact, when facing most tennis players, Alan Hopkins's 'surgical' ability is very useful, and can even be said to be terrifying.

Cope with the possibility that you may never be able to play tennis again.

But after meeting Kitagawa Sora, Alan Hopkins became miserable.

The talent of 'surgery' is of little use to Kitagawa Sora, who has a perfect body under the 'immortal human body'.

Therefore, after one game, Kitagawa just witnessed Alan Hopkins' physical foundation and tennis skills.

As for the 'surgical' talent that made Alan Hopkins known as the 'Tennis Doctor', there was nothing he could do.

that's it.

After staying in the United States for a while and experiencing the tennis of American tennis players, Kitagawa Sora was ready to continue his world tour.

And in it.

When Sora Kitagawa packed his luggage and left the U.S. U17 base.

Reinhardt, who was still unwilling to give up, could only suppress the unwillingness and reluctance in his heart and send Kitagawa Sora away.

no way.

For Kitagawa Sora, who no longer has ambitions to win the U17 World Championship trophy, Reinhardt already knows that his invitation is still impossible to achieve after all.

Therefore.

"See you again~"

"Beichuan!"

"Come on~"

"Reinhardt."

"And Chico and Dudu too."

"This time in the U17 World Championship, just don't have any regrets."

After saying his final farewell words, Kitagawa Sora stepped out facing the rising sun.

With that familiar smile on his face, he walked in the wind, turned his back to the American trio who came to see them off, and left without looking back.

The arm held high and swaying leisurely from side to side as a sign of farewell was so free and unrestrained.

The American trio standing at this end looked at Kitagawa Sora who left straight away, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"His state of mind is no longer the same as ours."

"Took another path."

"I don't know if I can see him again in this U17 World Championship."

"No matter what, it's a pity after all."

Call ~
At this moment, the wind is blowing quietly.

It is causing ripples in the world of football again.

Kitagawa Sora's world journey has reached the final stage.

The big devil is coming again, that's what...

The most mysterious existence in the world BIG4.

……

Call ~
On the continent of Europa, on the Iberian Peninsula in the southwest, lies Spain, one of the BIG4 players in the tennis world.

In the cool breeze that gradually changed from cold to normal.

A plane flew above the sea of ​​clouds, and against the intertwining sunlight and clouds, it gradually flew towards Madrid, the capital of the Kingdom of Spain and the gateway to Europe.

At this moment.

The time is mid-February.

As a kingdom with a temperate continental climate, the temperature in Madrid is about 15 degrees.

Call ~
woohoo~~
sizzle~~~
As the plane landed, white hazy air waves began to sweep and spread.

Following the crowd, a 1.8 meter tall figure with a tennis bag on his shoulder, a large windbreaker and a hood on his head stepped out of the airport entrance.

The familiar arc at the corner of his mouth made people smile.

brush~
Call ~
Another breeze blew, and as the figure slowly raised its head, there was a pair of clear eyes under the hood.

Under the depth of his eyes, his gaze looked in all directions.

The scenery of Madrid is unobstructed and panoramic.

"BIG4, Spain~"

"I'm here~"

There was a strong sense of expectation in his words.

woohoo~~
The hood was blown and the hair tips were flying.

That handsome, temperamental, sword-browed and starry-eyed, sunny and mysterious face emerged from it.

Exactly...

The great devil who came here, the country conqueror looking for another opponent, the world famous traveler.

Kitagawa Sora!
……

Call ~
The breeze and fresh air blend together to dissipate the special smell and feel of this place.

This is the 'General Hospital of Madrid'.

When it comes to hospitals, everyone naturally has a feeling, even here, it is the same.

As the largest and best municipal hospital in Madrid, the 'Madrid General Hospital' ranks among the best in the entire Kingdom of Spain.

Needless to say, the most famous among them is the Sports Rehabilitation Center.

It covers an extremely wide area and is the largest in scale.

Among them, in the ward with the most luxurious conditions, there was a figure sitting in front of a special table.

Through the open window, you can look out at the beautiful world outside the ward and appreciate the vast blue sky.

There is a simple diary placed on the table in front of him, and he holds a pen in his hand, writing something from time to time.

A head of hair that had been shaved before, but now had a lot of hair growing out, was blowing in the breeze that came in from the window.

This man has a calm face, an aura of isolation from the world exuding all over his body, and is wearing an ordinary hospital gown, but it is difficult to conceal the grace hidden between his brows and eyes.

He is the captain of the Spanish U17 team, the only true god in the Spanish tennis world, a professional tennis player with rich experience and known as a 'genius heretic'.

His strength is a complete mystery, and he may even be a being superior to Bald Borg (Polk).

——Antonio da Medanore!

dong~dong~
Just when Medanore was looking out the window, writing in his diary, and thinking about life.

There was a knock on the door of the ward, and the curtains on the windows were rolled.

Medanore was also awakened, causing him to turn around and look over his shoulder.

"Antonio."

"Someone is here to see you."

At the door, a nurse who was in charge of taking care of Medanore was pushing the door open with one hand, turned her body sideways, and spoke towards Medanore.

immediately.

Under Medanore's silent gaze, a figure came into view.

Tennis bag, windbreaker, slender body, strange and handsome face, stepping forward secretly...

The moment he first looked at it, Medanore's eyes froze slightly, and an inexplicable feeling quickly cheered him up.

Similar~
Do not!
Or rather...

Strong!
bass!
In an instant, the two lines of sight began to intersect and collide in the void.

In the room, Medanore, who was undergoing treatment and recovery, met Sora Kitagawa who came specially to visit.

step~
Under Medanore's gaze, Sora Kitagawa, who was not wearing a hood, stepped forward in two steps and placed the fruit in his hand on the table nearby.

Then he turned sideways, looked at Medanore, and stretched out his right hand.

"Hello, I'm Kitagawa Sora."

"A...traveler wandering the world."

"Hmm~"

"Playing tennis~"

Under a slight smile, Bei Chuankong's voice sounded softly, making a small joke implicitly.

And the other side.

After hearing Kitagawa Sora's name, there was a flash of light in the depths of Medanore's eyes, and there was a trace of clarity and certainty.

Immediately, he looked at Kitagawa Sora's polite hand.

Medanore's hands were not slow, he put down the pen in his hand, closed the diary on the table, and stood up.

Turning around to face Beichuan Sora, he also stretched out his right hand.

"Hello, I'm Antonio da Medanore."

At this moment, the curves of the corners of his mouth were outlined, and the changes between his eyebrows and eyes, although very faint, did have a sunny and natural smile, appearing on Medanore's face.

And being able to be treated like this by Medanore also shows~
"The great devil from the east, the conqueror of nations who travels the world, the invincible existence, the arrogant devil who wants to sweep the world of football."

"I know you, Kitagawa Sora."

With a chuckle, Medanore recounted the information he had received about Sora Kitagawa.

In the interesting tone, Beichuan Kong's heart twitched slightly.

Good guy~
Some time has passed, and it seems that there is another name on my head for no reason.

'Arrogant devil'?
Kitagawa Sora called him a good guy.

However, the prefix 'want to sweep the world football world' made Sora Kitagawa secretly nod, expressing recognition and satisfaction.

Subsequently.

With some humble words, Kitagawa Sora and Medanore ended the stage of first acquaintance and each found a seat to sit down.

Kitagawa Sora also learned.

Medanore was able to know about Sora Kitagawa's existence not only through the Internet, but also through friends who came to visit her and people in the tennis circle who were in constant contact with her.

hmm~
In short, through various channels, because Kitagawa Sora's reputation is getting louder and louder, many people in the tennis circle are aware of his existence.

……

After sitting down, Kitagawa Sora looked around habitually and looked at the situation in the room.

Kitagawa took an extra look at the diary placed on the table in front of Medanore.

According to the original description, Medanore's special memory point, apart from a major surgery, is the so-called 'dual personality'.

Antonio and Medanore.

The friendly Medanore and the domineering Antonio. Antonio da Medanore, the 'genius heretic'.

And this diary, which is usually carried with you, should be the diary that the current personality records and writes every day.

of course.

Regarding this diary, Kitagawa Sora just took a closer look and then looked away.

He has no habit of peeping, nor does he have the habit of revealing other people's privacy.

Call ~
Just in time, a breeze blew from outside the window.

Under the fluttering curtains, Kitagawa Sora asked.

"How do you feel after the surgery?"

In the past few days, Kitagawa Sora, who arrived in Spain, has not been idle.

In addition to daily travel to witness the customs and customs of Spain, as well as experience tennis in various places.

Kitagawa Sora also went to collect information about Medanore.

Medanore, who was once the absolute king and now a patient in the hospital, has disappeared for a long time. Although all kinds of information are complicated and confusing, it is not easy to collect and distinguish.

But for the young master Beichuan, none of this is a problem.

Therefore, Kitagawa Sora is very aware of Medanore's current situation.

hmm~
The above inquiry is just polite.

On Medanore's side, after this major surgery, his illness has been treated accordingly, and he is already moving in a good direction.

It's just that he hasn't recovered yet and is now in the critical recovery period after surgery.

Treatment, recovery, cultivation.

After the distance is completely healed, until I can pick up a tennis racket and stand on the court again, there is still a final critical period to go through.

And after getting such a result.

Beichuan Sora was speechless for a moment, and in his heart full of expectations and expectations, there was only a touch of helplessness and regret.

Nothing can be smooth sailing or perfect.

It is perfectly normal to have regrets.

As for Sora Kitagawa's trip around the world, it was a pity that this trip to Spain was the only one he could do.

……

His eyes fell back.

In the room, Medanore, who was facing the glorious breeze, looked out the window after Sora Kitagawa's polite question.

"Well~"

"It's great to be able to continue playing tennis!"

A simple sentence of "That's great" is the true expression of a tennis player who loves tennis very much.

Raise your hands in front of your eyes, and hold your five fingers inward.

It was as if the old friend who had been fighting side by side was already in his hand.

Illness has always been the enemy of tennis players, but Medanore was lucky this time to overcome the imprisonment of the disease.

Listening to Medanore's soft voice, Kitagawa Sora couldn't help but smile knowingly.

It would be a pity for a tennis player like Medanore to sink into the whirlpool of illness.

And now it's like this, just right.

At this time.

Medanore turned his head, looked at Kitagawa Sora, and spoke softly.

"When you come here this time, you must have traveled to Spain and are ready for the challenge."

"Hmm~"

Beichuan Kong nodded slightly and answered.

“Where was the time and place chosen?”

"I'll prepare."

Under a ray of shock, Medanore said these words resolutely.

Some are willful, some are reckless, some should not be so, and some... are reasonable and worthy of admiration.

After all, he, Antonio da Medanore, is the king of Spanish tennis.

The absolute king, the only true god, the strongest man shouldering the glory, the captain and general of the U-17 representative team.

Medanore has a responsibility that he must shoulder.

of course.

It's one thing if Medanore is willing, but it's another if Kitagawa Sora is not willing.

Looking at Medanore in front of him, Kitagawa Kong smiled slightly, shook his head and refused.

"you?"

"Forget it~"

"Ok?"

Medanore was slightly startled by the flirtatious tone and casual words, and then raised his eyebrows slightly. Medanore had not seen such a 'looking down on people' attitude for a long time.

Of course, the big devil said.

"You think too much, Medanore."

"I came here today just to take a look at what the opponent I was looking forward to is now, and what the situation is."

brush~
The orange in his hand was tossed up gently, and slowly fell down.

Kitagawa Sora, who smiled slightly, put the orange on Medanore's side of the table and said loudly.

"Come here to make friends~"

immediately.

Amid Medanore's smile, Sora Kitagawa continued.

"You are the person in this country who is most qualified to be my opponent."

"But unfortunately, that is you in the past, or it may be you in the future, but it is definitely not you now."

In the past, Medanore was active in the world of golf as a supernova professional tennis player.

And the future Medanore.

As the general and captain of the Spanish team, he led a group of partners to defeat the US team and advanced to the final of the U17 World Cup against the Neon team.

His mysterious and unknowable strength directly led him to be destined to be the most powerful BOSS under the two pig's feet.

As for the current Medanore, as Kitagawa Sora said, he is not suitable for standing on the tennis court.

the other side.

Listening to Sora Kitagawa's heartfelt words, Medanore couldn't help but smile knowingly.

"You guy~"

Immediately, the two people's smiling eyes met again.

Sora Kitagawa is a tennis player, not an executioner.

Even though Medanore was ready to wake up, Kitagawa Sora couldn't turn a blind eye.

It's okay to say that he didn't play, but once he stood on the real tennis court, he would not lose the game on purpose because of Medanore's situation.

And in this state, Medanore won boringly.

If it's more serious, after a duel, Medanore may not even be able to pick up a tennis racket in the future.

Therefore.

The only thing I can say about the match against Medanore is regret.

……

In the room illuminated by sunlight, Kitagawa Sora and Medanore had a chat in a friendly and harmonious atmosphere.

Sora Kitagawa talked about what he saw and heard during his trip around the world.

On the other hand, Medanore is talking about his previous experience and knowledge as a professional tennis player.

last of the last.

With the reminder of the nurse's arrival again, Kitagawa Sora's trip to visit and make friends has come to an end.

Standing up and hanging his tennis bag, Kitagawa Sora said goodbye.

As Kitagawa walked away, Medanore asked a key question.

"Since I have no chance here, who do you want to challenge?"

Beichuan Sora, who walked to the door, turned sideways and looked back. He did not answer immediately, but asked with a slight smile.

"Except for you."

"Who is the best in Spanish tennis?"

"My partner, the vice-captain of the Spanish U17 team, is also the current acting captain."

"Frio Roman!"

After meeting Sora Kitagawa's eyes, Medanore revealed the answer in his heart.

And correspondingly.

Beichuan Kong answered with a leisurely smile.

"Then it's up to him."

If you want to fight, just fight the strongest one, and if Medanore is unable to play, then let the second strongest 'Frio Roman' take over.

I hope that the current acting captain of the Spanish U-17 team has enough strength to allow him to have a hearty duel~
of course.

The big devil said that only children make choices, adults want them all.

How can one 'Frio Roman' be enough?

Count everyone else, too~
Amidst the reappearance of hope, Kitagawa Sora turned his back and left Medanore's ward.

And looked at Kitagawa Sora's back waving his hands and leaving.

Medanore couldn't help but smile helplessly.

"This guy~"

At this moment, Medanore could not help but feel a subtle feeling in his heart.

Facing Bei Chuankong and his little friends, this time, most of them are going to be abused.

My thoughts wandered for a long time.

Looking back, Medanore smiled happily as he looked at the half-peeled orange on the table.

He smiled very happily.

Today, I seem to have gained a very good friend~
"Bei Chuan~"

"I hope I have a chance to have a fight with you~"

……

(End of this chapter)