Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Chapter 384 The Glory of BIG4
Call ~
In the Atlético Madrid Park where the breeze blows, and on the center court where crowds gather, the atmosphere is extremely fiery.

Under the gaze of every audience.

On the tennis court, with the light yellow light turning into tennis balls flying back and forth, amidst the screams in the sky, Kitagawa Sora and Frio Roman also kept running around.

at last.

Amidst the sudden exclamations of many spectators, Kitagawa Sora, who was smiling and serious in the left half, took a heavy step and his whole body was ejected.

Without saying a word, he headed towards the net to kill.

Two deep and bright eyes, staring at the tennis ball speeding across the net ahead.

And, of course, the right half where Frio Roman is now.

bass!
A ray of shock flickered in the depths of Beichuan Kong's deep eyes.

Kitagawa Sora, who took the opportunity to scan the right half of the field, looking for Frio Roman's loopholes, already had the answer in his heart.

Step~呲~
Swah——

Under the fierce friction between the soles of his shoes and the ground of the tennis court, Kitagawa Sora, who had already rushed to the area in front of the net, took advantage of the situation and started shooting.

With a light pad cut from the top left to the bottom right, the jade-white tennis racket and the tennis ball came into close contact.

bang~
呲~
咻叏~~~
wow~~~
Suddenly, seeing Sora Kitagawa's actions, many spectators on the sidelines started to exclaim and cheered incessantly.

"not good!"

"It's a short ball!"

"The timing is also great!"

"This guy has so much speed and insight!"

Seeing that fatal short ball appearing under Sora Kitagawa's bat, every Spanish tennis player who supported Frio Roman said through gritted teeth.

And then, many people looked to the right half of the court.

"Look!"

"Frio reacted!"

"Can you catch up?"

Suddenly, as the scene on the right half came into view, many people were surprised and nervous with anticipation.

step~
brush--

Under the crisp sound, when the light yellow tennis ball was flying leisurely, Frio Roman's side had already rushed through the midfield at high speed.

"Beichuan."

"This one is a short ball, but it's not surprising at all!"

Call ~
It was too late, but it was too late. Frio, whose eyes were slightly focused and shining, stared at the light yellow tennis ball in front of him. After some calculation in his mind, he took a big step forward.

The entire body is in a lunge stretching position. On the basis of stabilizing the body's center of gravity and not falling, the right hand holding the tennis racket is stretched out toward the front limit.

Be prepared for the short ball that will come over the net and fall in the next moment.

Huh~
This time, Frio was about to defend perfectly against this attack.

wow~~~
"Catch up!"

"Pretty!"

"Frio!"

"Perfect extreme save!"

The exclamation and joy of the audience turned the surrounding area into a noisy ocean.

Even Mars and Bian Boli's expressions were fluctuating and vivid.

But will reality really develop according to their imagination?

Obviously, no.

Because the big devil refused.

"Really~"

"Frio~"

Under the soft voice, Kitagawa Sora, who had just finished cutting the ball, couldn't help but curve the corners of his mouth.

Under a familiar relaxed smile, confident words came out of his mouth.

"I'm sorry~"

"This ball, I won it first."

At this moment, before Xu Piaofei's words could be finished, Frio, who was leaning forward and rushing toward him, couldn't help but his eyes widened and his pupils contracted.

Just because the light yellow tennis ball flying leisurely changed at this moment.

The tennis ball was supposed to spin lightly with the support of the remaining kinetic energy, cross the net, fall towards the ground, and then be caught by Frio's tennis racket that stretched out to the limit.

But it was at this moment that he hit the top of the net that had been shaking slightly.

puff~
呲~~~
咻叏~~~
Under a series of sounds, the tennis ball, which had almost exhausted its kinetic energy, experienced an acceleration after touching the upper edge of the net.

Under the friction, the original movement trajectory was changed, and there was an upward ejection.

Finally, in Frio's helplessness.

The spinning tennis ball went straight through a parabolic trajectory, passed over Frio's body, and fell to the middle and back half.

A perfect deflection shot.

At this point, the dust has settled.

"duo~"

"Score works."

"Game, Sora Kitagawa, score 1-1."

In the referee's seat, Mars' voice sounded, broadcasting the score of the game.

On Bian Boli's side, the scores on the scoreboard were updated.

At the beginning of the game, Sora Kitagawa and Frio, who were testing each other, used one more "scientific" tennis ball after another to complete each other's serve.

Let the game come to a 1-1 draw.

As for the Spanish tennis players around them, they still haven't recovered from the change of the ball that just touched the net.

wow~~~
"shit!"

"Damn, it just happened to wipe the net."

"That guy is so lucky. Originally, Frio was about to catch the ball."

"And it just wiped the ball away, which is really enough."

There are many tennis players who attribute the shot just now to luck.

But obviously, there are some people who are not stupid and see some of the mysteries in it.

"Let's talk~"

"You are already a tennis player at that level. That shot just now was more than just luck."

"The legendary devil~"

……

of course.

The whispered discussions and noisy words around them couldn't affect the two people on the tennis court.

Da~da~da~~~
The crisp sound of the resurgence announced the continuation of the game.

The third small game, Frio's serve.

On the left half of the court, Bei Chuan Kong, who was standing in the receiving area, leaned down with his racket, and looked at the opposite side quietly with calm eyes.

On the right half of the court, at the baseline service point, Frio's eyes were slightly focused, and he kept pressing the light yellow tennis ball in his hand to the ground.

Land, eject, press.

One time, another time, another time, repeating the movements in the hand in rhythm.

Then~
"Whoo~"

After taking a long breath, Frio felt slightly reassured, and the light in his eyes flickered.

After two rounds of tacit understanding, both of them had a basic understanding of each other, saw what they wanted to see, and achieved their respective goals.

Then next~
"Beichuan!"

"It's time to see the truth!"

As soon as the chant sounded, Frio did the pre-serve reminder required by the rules, signaling Kitagawa Sora to be ready to catch the ball.

brush~
The spinning tennis ball had already escaped from Frio's grasp and flew straight into the air.

As for Kitagawa Sora.

He was also sensing the changing atmosphere around him, looking at Frio's sudden change of aura on the right half with a slight smile on his face.

"Then let me take a look at your tennis ball, Frio!"

Shinaki's tennis.

Tennis that can become the second best in Spanish tennis.

And soon.

With a crisp sound, Frio announced his move with action.

Swah——

Bang!
"Love!"

In an instant, under the rapid screams, the cry of 'love' from Frio resounded throughout the center court.

咻叏~
A beam of red light rushed straight to the service area in the left half of the court and caught everyone's eyes.

This moment.

Mars, who was on the referee's bench, stared slightly, smiled and nodded.

"Start taking action, Frio!"

Beside the scoreboard, Bian Boli stared at the game on the field intently, flicking his hair in a gentlemanly manner.

"It was 'Love' right from the start. It's really Frio's style."

Then ~
Immediately, Mars and Bian Boli's eyes fell on Kitagawa Sora, who had already started to move in the left half.

What is the real strength of this guy who has been rumored to be miraculous and has mixed reviews in the world football world?
They also really want to know!

Call ~
Under the breeze, Beichuan Kong's hair fluttered and the corners of his clothes flew.

As the figure moved, Kitagawa Sora's eyes flashed as he watched the incoming ball and glanced at the situation on the right half.

"'Love' serves."

"What kind of power is it?"

Soon, as he whispered in his heart and swung the tennis racket smoothly, Kitagawa Sora quickly knew the answer to the question.

Swah——

Call ~
The tennis racket swung at extreme speed, in addition to leaving a jade-white afterimage, also brought a strong wind.

And the tennis ball ejected from the tennis court is also unabated.

However, next second.

bang~
puff~
卟~卟~卟~~~
Amidst the series of sounds, the feeling transmitted from his hands made Kitagawa Sora's mind move slightly and his brows raised slightly.

Under the gaze of a pair of eyes, the light yellow tennis ball that had just met the tennis racket transformed into a red heart.

Under the impact of the tennis racket, it exploded and shattered, scattered in all directions, and then dissipated into nothingness.

And Kitagawa Sora's half-turn body swung the racket at high speed, and there was a slight sway due to lack of effort.

bass!
"phantom?"

"Fake~"

As Kitagawa Sora's eyes slightly condensed, the bright light flickered, and the serve called 'love' just now was already seen by Kitagawa Sora.

Then ~
Real tennis trajectory~
As Kitagawa Sora searched, a shallow ball mark appeared in the direction of the inner center line of the service area, two balls away from the inverted triangle area.There is no doubt that it was the real landing point of the ball just now.

And this time.

While Sora Kitagawa was observing and thinking, Mars' voice rang out again on the referee's bench.

"Score works."

"ACE!"

"15-0."

Under the sound of the announcement, Bian Boli also updated the scoreboard.

Simultaneously.

The tennis players and spectators around them also let out loud shouts and shouts.

"Oh oh oh~~~"

"Uwuwu~~~"

"Good job!"

"Wonderful ACE ball!"

"Frio made a shot! Frio made a shot! It's 'Love' as soon as you make a shot, a strong ACE!"

"As expected, he is the acting captain of our U17 team!"

In the excitement, a group of Spanish tennis players began to wander again, glancing at Kitagawa Sora in the left half.

"Look at it~"

"The BIG4 in the world is still the BIG4 in the world after all. It cannot be compared with just any small fish or shrimp."

"Even in this legend, he is an extremely powerful and arrogant devil who has overthrown all the previous countries."

"But after coming to our territory in Spain, even a dragon has to be coiled for me, and a tiger has to be crouched for me."

"Hahaha~~~"

Because of Sora Kitagawa's strong performance in the past two days, many Spanish tennis players were frightened.

I am afraid that the Spanish tennis community will be overthrown by Sora Kitagawa alone like those previous countries and lose the glory of the world's BIG4.

Fear of them and become another laughing stock.

I am afraid that Sora Kitagawa is really the invincible demon king.

Afraid of his own cowardice.

In short.

They are all looking forward to someone, someone who can defeat Kitagawa Sora and make this arrogant devil lose in Spain.

And now.

They see hope.

——Frio Roman!

"Uwuwu~~~"

"Oh oh oh~~~"

"Ahhh~~~"

Suddenly, waves of voices came together to cheer Frio Roman on the tennis court.

The home field advantage is fully displayed at this moment.

……

And at this moment on the tennis court.

The match between Bei Chuankong and Frio continued smoothly, as if it was not affected by the surrounding atmosphere and momentum.

bass!
While their eyes were intertwined, Kitagawa Sora and Frio looked at each other blankly.

Sensing the calmness and confidence in Beichuan Sora's eyes, Frio slightly raised his eyebrows, his eyes flickering.

Da~da~da~~~
"How's it going, Beichuan~"

"That shot I just made."

Call ~
The howling wind brought Beichuan Sora's loud response.

"Not a bad serve~"

"But that's all."

"Oh~"

"Yeah~"

Under the faint smile, the rhythmic sound of hitting the ball suddenly stopped.

On the right half of the court, with the light yellow tennis ball flying, Frio's serve once again flew into the air.

Swah——

Bang!
咻叏~
"'Love'!"

With a crisp explosion, a stream of yellow light with light red streaks flew towards the left half of the field again.

In an instant, the reappearance of the 'Love Serve' caused a wave of cheers from the Spanish tennis players around the court.

They are looking forward to achieving another great success with their serve named 'Love'.

But obviously.

The truth is always the opposite.

As the saying goes, the same move cannot be used twice on a Saint!

As for our big devil.

Huh~
"Frio."

"Tennis at this level is of no use to me the second time around!"

step~
brush~
Under the slight smile, the steps were taken, the figure was moving, and the jade-white tennis racket was also raised.

Simultaneously.

hum~
In the slight change of color of Frio, on the left half of the field, as Sora Kitagawa closed and opened his eyes, the momentum that had been dormant and accumulated began to rise at this moment.

bass!
Under the captivating divine light, Beichuan Kong's originally deep eyes suddenly turned a scarlet color.

In the dim aura, three magatama stones that seemed to be able to seduce and devour souls loomed in each eye.

Three Gouyu Sharingan, open!

insight!

Bass~
In an instant, terrifying pupil power surged in Beichuan Kong's eyes. With powerful insight, the stream of light beams that were speeding towards him began to be decomposed and analyzed.

then.

"I found you~"

Swah——

The sudden swing of the tennis racket was like a big killer weapon, turning from stillness in an instant, carrying a huge force, and struck hard... a blank place~
It was located diagonally below the streamer beam, about three balls away.

this moment.

Looking at Kitagawa Sora's swing without any hesitation.

Above the right half, Frio's eyes were fixed.

On the referee's bench and the scoreboard, Mars and Bian Boli were also slightly stunned.

As for the tennis players around them, they were even more confused.

"What is this doing?"

"That swing? Was it a mistake?"

"Or……"

And just when a handful of people were feeling bad, Sora Kitagawa gave them the answer with a crisp swing in the left half.

Bang!
There was a crisp popping sound, and a light yellow tennis ball suddenly appeared at the swing point that was supposed to be empty.

咻叏~
Under the roar of the breaking wind, a stream of light beam that was faster, more powerful, with a trickier angle and a more perfect trajectory than the previous two games, directly penetrated the flaw in Frio's defense.

"duo~"

"Score works."

"15-15."

Mars' voice sounded, but the whole place suddenly fell silent.

After opening the Three Magatama Sharingan, relying on the Sharingan's insight, Kitagawa Sora directly saw through Frio's 'Love' ball.

With a swift stroke, he performed an anti-ACE ball.

The sudden increase in ball speed, force, trajectory, landing point...

All made Frio realize something.

"Whoo~"

"As expected of you, Beichuan."

Although there is mental preparation before the game.

But now, the caution, seriousness and solemnity in Frio's heart have once again improved his assessment of Sora Kitagawa's strength and danger.

"Huh~"

bass!
"Then~"

"Let's get on with it!"

Next, Frio wants to declare to Sora Kitagawa that the second person in Spanish tennis is not just at his current level.

brush~
Swah——

The pale yellow tennis ball that soared into the air was bombarded by the tennis racket that was swung at a high speed.

"'Peace'!"

boom!
咻叏~
The next thing was wonderful, the sound of explosions came slowly, screaming at high speed, flying through the air.

Unlike the 'Love' that appeared last time, which pursued changes, the 'Peace' that appeared this time pursued extreme speed!
Bang~ba~
"duo~"

"Score works."

"ACE!"

"30-15."

On the referee's bench, Mars's voice rose again.

Those Spanish tennis players around also climbed out of their coffins, did sit-ups, and came back from the dead.

No longer the silence of death, but the hustle and bustle of life.

As for the tennis court.

After uttering 'Peace', Frio calmed his eyes, stepped forward, and walked toward the serving position on the other side with a steady figure.

And on the left half.

Looking back slightly, Bei Chuankong, who looked back and forth from the right front and right back, showed a happy smile.

As the arc of the mouth was outlined, a soft voice sounded.

"The power has actually increased so much~"

"Interesting~"

"But~"

"This kind of competition is interesting~"

……

(End of this chapter)