Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Chapter 387 The spirit of the sea of ​​​​heart·Ronglingling, the Ten Trillion Death Burial Formation of Fire
rustle~~~
The wind makes the treetops move and rustle lightly.

this moment.

As Sora Kitagawa and Frio took their places again after exchanging places, the whole place gradually became silent.

A series of glances were projected from the eyes of the Spanish tennis players around them.

The central focus is the tennis court covered with traces of ravage.

Call ~
The wind stirred the flow of the air, giving everyone a feeling of coldness in their minds.

With a score of 4-3, the eighth round of the game is about to begin.

In the left half, there is Frio, who is ready and expressionless.

On the serving position in the right half of the court, Sora Kitagawa is holding a racket in one hand and a ball in the other. His serious expression is mixed with a slight smile and a ray of expectation.

"Beichuan!"

"Frio!"

bass!
At this moment, the two people's eyes met in the void, and they began to compete again.

Gradually.

The atmosphere on the field became more and more stagnant and tense.

Frio saw Feng Qingyundan's confidence and calmness in Kitagawa Sora's eyes. This was something he had seen before, but now, it belonged to Kitagawa Sora.

As for Kitagawa Sora.

From Frio's eyes, I saw the determination, the will to give it a try, and the readiness before revealing the final trump card.

ha~
"Frio!"

"I feel your will."

Da~da~da~~~
The crisp sound of rhythm sounded slowly, rising and echoing under the constant beating of the light yellow tennis ball.

Under the inexplicable rhythm.

Kitagawa Sora's toes stepping forward, his body leaning half sideways, looking at Frio's breathing from a distance, and even the surrounding air...

They are all rippling and undulating slightly.

Sudden.

pat~
The rhythmic sound of hitting the ball disappeared, and the light yellow tennis ball was also held in the palm of Sora Kitagawa's hand.

immediately.

brush~
Amidst the soft sound, the light yellow tennis ball was gently thrown away by Kitagawa Sora.

"Frio!"

"Use your last hole card!"

"Otherwise, there will be no chance!"

The shouts under the chuckles immediately broke the silence on the center court, causing many voices to rise up.

Swah——

Bang!
咻叏~
There was a crisp sound, followed by a scream.

The extremely fast Liuguang, under the pressure of Kitagawa Sora's light leap, ran straight to the service area on the left half.

And this time.

"Whoo~"

Frio, who was standing in the receiving area in the left half of the court, let out a long breath.

There were a lot of beads of sweat flowing on the forehead of the headband, but Frio remained unmoved.

With serious and concentrated eyes, he stared straight at Beichuan Kong opposite him, watching the flying light ball.

this moment.

Looking forward, Frio felt a void in his heart.

Recalling the shouts of support just now, recalling the match against Beichuan Kong.

In Frio's eyes, a bluish-white divine light gradually began to grow from the depths, shining densely.

"Beichuan!"

The final trump card...

"Then..."

"as you wish!"

bass!
step~
At this moment, under the sudden concentration of Frio's mind, he stepped heavily.

Frio's body, which was slapping and swinging violently while stepping and moving, suddenly began to glow with bluish-white brilliance.

hum~
buzzing~~
buzzing~~~
In an instant, with Frio as the center, the void began to vibrate, the air waves began to surge, and the ripples began to spread.

The sudden and violent aura and momentum instantly caught everyone's attention, causing the surrounding Spanish tennis players to feel shaken.

However this time.

There is no extra time to give these actors a role.

Above the left half.

As Sora Kitagawa watched intently and waited, Frio, who had transformed into a green and white Hikari, had already appeared in front of the tennis ball.

Subsequently.

Swah——

Frio suddenly twitched the tennis racket in his hand, and an almost overwhelming ray of light shone and bloomed at this moment, reflecting the boundless sky.

With one shot, this was his final trump card.

hum~
"'The Spirit of the Sea of ​​Heart'——"

"'Spirit Fusion'!"

Boom!
Boom~
Boom~~
Boom~~~
Amidst a series of crackling sounds, like the radiant brilliance of the only protagonist in this square of heaven and earth, condensed bodies flew, and a thousand birds sang together.

Above the left half of the field shrouded in brilliance, there was a blue-white stream of light that shot out quickly and headed towards the right half of the field where Sora Kitagawa was.

That moment.

Seeing this green-white stream of light, Beichuan Kong's pupils shrank, his eyes moved, and his body froze.

Because according to his induction, the aura above this green and white stream of light was the aura of 'light ball', and it was very similar to his light ball.

How similar is it~
"copy?"

"brand?"

"Or maybe..."

But at this moment.

That beam of green and white light had directly penetrated the airspace of the entire tennis court.

huh~
Boom~
Bang~Boom~
Dong~buzz~hu~miao~~~
Another big wave of sound appeared, and the dust flying all over the sky, swept by the air waves, directly enveloped the entire right half of the field, blocking outside sight.

The hurricane wind blades, like the demon sickle and weasel, wreaked havoc, leaving traces behind.

at last.

Call ~
The wind blows and the smoke gradually disperses.

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

The content of the words undoubtedly made the audience stunned for a moment and then went crazy.

"duo~"

"Score works."

"0-15."

wow~~~
"Score! Score! Score!!!"

"That shot just now was so scary!"

"It was played by Frio...but it feels like that shot by Beichuan Kong just now..."

"This is Frio's final trump card! It's so strong!"

"..."

Wave after wave of discussions, either whispers or loud voices, excitement or passion.

In short, these Spanish tennis players are providing their last desperate support for Frio.

Frio, on its part, also responded to them with its own actions.

Call ~
Another round of wind blows.

On the tennis court, under the gaze of competing eyes again, Kitagawa Sora looked at Frio opposite.

next second.

Kitagawa Sora smiled, smiled happily, and smiled happily.

"Hmm~"

"I never thought that I would have such a day~"

Under normal circumstances, for Bei Chuankong, who has Sharingan, it is he who copies others and carries out the so-called hacking on the spot.

But today, right now.

He had a copy eye, but his account was hacked by someone else.

"Interesting~"

Amidst Sora Kitagawa's long and gentle words, Frio, who had just hit a blue-white version of 'Light Shot' on the left half of the field, also revealed his figure.

Call ~
Under the breeze, blue-white air currents, set off by the brilliance, spirally circled with Frio as the central origin.

The ends of the hair bound by the headband stood up toward the sky and fluttered slightly.

Under that expressionless expression, which was like a god's indifference, Kong Ming's eyes were staring straight at Beichuan Kong.

It's as if... some kind of ritual is going on.

And behind Frio, under the interweaving and condensed airflow and brilliance, a bluish-white 'person' appeared.

Under the haze of spiritual light, there is a huge human-shaped body, shrouded in mist, with no specific face, no specific dress, and no specific appearance.

And this existence is Frio's 'Asura'.

hum~
Boom~
Along with Frio's eyes, a divine light flashed, and his thoughts reappeared.

The bluish-white mist mixed with aura and momentum suddenly rose and surged, and Asura, who was not angry under the prestige, also vented his powerful aura, sweeping the audience.

Those lantern-like aura eyes stared straight at Beichuan Sora.

'Ashura Shinto' · 'Spirit of the Sea of ​​Heart', see it!

……

Call ~
At this time.

Looking at Frio, who seemed to be changing again, Sora Kitagawa's voice sounded loudly.

"The ball just now was my 'light ball'~"

Although there was a hint of questioning in the words, there was more of a certainty.

Although the color turned into bluish-white, the aura on it was the same as Sora Kitagawa's 'Light Shot'.

Here.

Frio, who used the power of 'Asura Shinto', did not hide it at all.

"It was your 'Light Shot', but now it's also my 'Light Shot'."

What's yours is mine.

But mine is still mine.

The big devil said he was a little angry~~~
The corners of Kitagawa Sora's mouth slightly curled up and he spoke again.

"It must be the ability of your 'Heart Sea Spirit'!"

"Yes."

In response, the aura around the 'Heart Sea Spirit' behind Frio became increasingly weird and unpredictable.

The spirit of the heart sea, the fusion spirit, is a powerful esoteric power developed and comprehended by Frio on the basis of his own powerful Asura Shinto.

Through the insight into the sea of ​​soul, you can steal, copy, and evolve the opponent's power through dimensional reflection and blending.And just now, Frio, who used the "Spirit of the Heart Sea", directly reflected and fused with Kitagawa Sora's Sea of ​​Heart.

In other words.

Now Frio has the power of Sora Kitagawa.

'Light batting', Frio.

'Light hit the ball · Yanyang', Frio will also.

Even the power of 'Flowing Blade Like Fire' can also be played by Frio.

of course.

With such a powerful force, there are naturally loopholes.

Now, what Kitagawa Sora needs to do is to find out the flaws in this loophole.

"Hmm~"

Da~da~da~~~
The rhythmic sound of hitting the ball sounded under Sora Kitagawa's hands.

Looking at Frio on the other side who was once again in a catching position, Kitagawa Sora's long voice sounded quietly.

"Frio, it must be tiring to maintain that 'melting spirit' state."

brush~
Swah——

The tennis ball that was thrown into the air was greeted by Sora Kitagawa's extremely fast swing.

Bang!
huh~
Under the speed of the stream of light, Frio pulled away and ran away quickly.

step~
Swah——

"Light ball·Yangyang!"

Boom!
Boom~~~
In an instant, another wave of smoke and dust rose up, filling the air with gunpowder smoke.

……

Next.

Under the explosive offensive exchanged.

It's a strong statement from Frio.

"The consumption is indeed very large."

"But if I fight you, even if I have another set, there will be no problem."

of course.

And Kitagawa Sora continues to provoke.

"Huh~"

"This power of yours is just copied and stolen from me. How can you defeat me?"

Naturally, Frio was unwilling to be outdone.

"Huh~"

“How to win you, you’ll find out if you keep reading!”

……

that's it.

Both sides kept talking, and the movements of their hands and feet did not stop.

In an instant, it was like a switch between offense and defense. In order to understand Frio's weird ability, Kitagawa Sora entered the 'exploration' state.

Ball after ball, point after point.

Under Frio's successive attacks, the game in the eighth round came to fruition.

"duo~"

"Score works."

"Game, Frio, score 4-4."

this moment.

As Mars's voice sounded, there was no doubt that the surrounding Spanish tennis players began to get excited again, cheering and shouting, and supporting madly.

Because they saw hope again.

The hope of victory and the hope of protecting the glory of Spanish tennis.

"Frio, come on!"

"Frio, victory!"

"Frio!!!"

……

And in this increasingly exciting atmosphere.

The game in the ninth round continues.

On the right half, Kitagawa Sora came to the receiving position and looked up at Frio on the opposite side.

"It's a protracted battle~"

"Hmm~"

"Not safe."

Kitagawa Sora is paying attention to Frio's consumption.

Although at this moment, Frio was sweating heavily and was breathing rapidly.

But from the perspective of moving pace, hitting power, will to fight, precision of counterattack, etc., Frio is still in good condition.

Just like Frio's previous boast, he can fight in a protracted battle.

obviously.

To be able to reach this point and become the second person in the Spanish tennis world, even if the consumption of 'Heart Sea Spirit·Rong Ling' is relatively large, it is not too unbearable.

"Hmm~"

"That's why~"

"You still have to come face to face!"

At this moment, Kitagawa Sora thought so, and he did the same thing next.

shuh~
next second.

Accompanied by the pale yellow tennis ball, it began to soar into the air.

On the tennis court, the battle between Kitagawa Sora and Frio also entered a fierce stage.

Bang!
With a crisp scream, the tennis ball came out from the left half of the court and ran towards the right half of the court where Kitagawa Sora was.

Looking at Frio across from him, golden light began to bloom in Sora Kitagawa's hands.

"Frio!"

"Take the call!"

Swah——

Boom!
Boom~
Amidst the roar and explosion, the light bloomed and shone.

——Light hitting!

bass!
Frio's eyes were frozen, and the spirit of the sea behind him roared silently. The momentum exploded and power began to surge crazily.

"Let the horses come!"

"Beichuan!"

zizizi~~~
At this moment, under the light, a thousand birds chirped.

"Light ball·Yangyang!"

Amidst the terrifying energy fluctuations, Frio directly pulled out a 'Light Shot·Fire Sun', responding to Sora Kitagawa's declaration of war.

next second.

Frio's expression was extremely dignified.

only because.

hum~
Boom~
when~
Amidst a series of earth-shaking sounds, Kitagawa Sora on the right half of the field also unceremoniously opened up his firepower.

Three Gouyu Sharingan, Evolution, Kaleidoscope Sharingan.

"Susanoo!"

With a passionate cry, a terrifying existence condensed out of the void behind Beichuan Kong.

"Light ball·Yangyang!"

Then, with Susanoo's blessing, Kitagawa Sora, whose fighting power began to surge again, also hit a 'Light Shot: Flame'.

In the crazy energy storm, wind blades of light and fire began to cut through time and space.

A beam of red-gold flowing light ran through the entire tennis court.

And next.

Boom!
"Explosive Fire Sword of Fire!"

boom!
"The blade is like fire—"

"East Rising Sun Blade!"

bass!
"The blade is like fire—"

"Sunshine Prison Clothes!"

Shhh...

One move after another, one ball after another, in the sky full of brilliance, the power of light and the power of fire filled the entire tennis court.

The score of the game is also constantly changing during the confrontation between Sora Kitagawa and Frio.

"Score works."

"0-15."

"The outside world."

"30-30."

"Inside."

"40-40."

"Score works."

"Equally divided."

"..."

In the ninth round, under Mars' announcement, even the announcement of 'deuce' was heard many times.

Looking at the anxious and entangled situation in front of him.

The Spanish tennis players outside the court were extremely anxious.

On the tennis court, Frio and Kitagawa Sora also entered a serious state, confronting each other.

However, the situation is so unpredictable.

After all, it was impossible to keep a tie. After another tie, a loud voice from Kitagawa Sora made Frio's heart freeze.

"Huh~"

"Frio~"

"I'm really sorry~"

"I seem to……"

"Find that flaw!"

bass!
"what!"

……

(End of this chapter)