Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Chapter 392 The wall of love, Atobe vs Ochi
france.

Southwest.

A gorgeous and restrained castle, rich in historical traces and classical charm, but also embellished with modern features.

With the dawn of the sky.

Amidst the chirping of birds in the early morning, it was like a sleeping silent castle, gradually coming to life, with light and sound again.

jingle bell~~~
chirp chirp~~~
woohoo~~~
The soft morning breeze blows through the wild woods, bringing a touch of nature's fragrance to the castle.

Two slender arms with well-defined joints slowly opened the window with an inexplicably elegant and classical movement.

The breeze slipped in through the window, blowing the classical curtains with fringed hems.

"Hmm~"

"Good morning, my love~"

Following this intimate and gentle voice of morning greetings, what came into view was a very elegant, gentle, and luxurious boy with such a strong classical aristocratic atmosphere that he had nowhere to put him.

Long eyelashes, high bridge of nose, typical Western European classical male appearance.

She has sapphire-like clear eyes and eye-catching but not dazzling light blond hair, which reaches past her ears and reaches her neck, with a slight curvature, like a tassel.

Especially on the side of the boy's left ear, the hair was deliberately grown to reach the heart of his chest.

The boy at this moment.

In those beautiful red phoenix eyes, there was no longer the sharpness that they had when standing on the field in the past, but a strong sense of intimacy, happiness, and unabashed love.

And this boy standing in front of the window is the most anticipated existence of Beichuan Sora's trip to France.

His name is Camus.

——Leopold Camus Don Charpentier.

The leader of the French U17 team and the strongest player in the French tennis world, he is known as the 'revolutionary in the tennis world'.

A sincere tennis player who has made a 'pledge of love' to tennis.

And the "lover" that Camus called out is naturally the one who stays with him day and night, never leaves, and loves..."tennis racket"~
Call ~
step~
The wind blows, the sound moves.

Camus, wearing pajamas, lovingly held his red and white tennis racket 'wife' in his arms.

With a gentle and gentle smile on his face, he walked forward.

In the world between these two people, Camus hugged the 'tennis racket' and came to the dressing table next to him.

Then start dressing up my dear 'wife'.

Adjust tennis strings, replace with new tape, clean with gentle movements, care with gentle movements...

In short.

Under a movement that can make others goosebumps.

Camus, who always had a gentle look in his eyes, and his 'wife', who were inseparable, completed their intimate greetings after getting up in the morning.

And the last step.

Camus personally gave a ring to his wife, which was hung on the string near the triangular neck of the tennis racket.

Then he leaned the tennis racket against the wall. Camus stretched out his left hand, which was also wearing a wedding ring, and supported it against the wall with one hand.

Stand sideways, bend down, lower your head, and lower your eyes.

With gentle sounds and movements, Camus began to make loving noises, kisses, and greetings to his dear wife.

"mua~"

"I love you, my love~"

"You are still so beautiful today~"

Then, after a few seconds of silent silence.

Camus's slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and his long eyelashes trembled, expressing joy, happiness, comfort, and tenderness...

A series of positive emotions emanated from Camus.

Just like~
In those few seconds, he got a response from his dear 'wife'.

It was so sweet, so heart-warming, and even made the atmosphere in the whole room feel sweet and warm.

After half an hour.

In the room of the two-person world, there are no more human figures.

In the warm and sweet aftertaste, only one intimate word from Camus remained.

"I understand~"

"My love~"

"Then let's go see the sea of ​​flowers today~"

France in March is famous for its sea of ​​lavender flowers.

The natural sea of ​​flowers not far from the castle will be in full bloom today for Camus and his 'wife'.

But obviously.

Generally speaking, there are always unexpected interruptions to the beauty of the holidays.

No, while enjoying breakfast.

Camus, who was sitting opposite his wife, enjoying breakfast, enjoying the sweetness and beauty, received a phone call.

jingle bell~~~
da~
He gave his 'wife' a gentle and apologetic smile as a signal.

Camus put down the knife and fork in his hand, wiped his hands and mouth with a napkin, and answered the 'interruption' call.

"Hello~"

"Good morning, Camus."

After Camus's voice rang, a mature-sounding male voice on the other end of the phone also rang and greeted Camus politely.

"Coach, what's the matter?"

Calling so early, there is no doubt that something is wrong.

"Camus... can you return to the team early?"

After calling Camus' name, the coach on the other end of the phone paused and hesitated slightly, but in the end he still spoke out his request.

It is clear that Camus's status in French tennis is unquestionable.

Even the coach of the French U17 team made a request for Camus to return to the team early, in a discussion tone rather than a mandatory request.

After all~
Not to mention their relationship as coach and team members, they are also very good friends.

Also.

"Coach~"

"This week is my holiday."

hmm~
Yes, after working hard for a long time, Camus used all his vacation time.

I'm going on a one-week vacation, and I'm planning to take my 'wife' on a beautiful and sweet trip.

But now~
At this time, Camus' gentle eyes fell directly on the opposite 'wife'.

Although he said so, the sincere apology in his eyes towards his 'wife' already indicated what Camus meant.

Camus knew very well that if it was not an important matter, the coach on the other end of the phone would not come to disturb the sweet vacation between him and his 'wife'.

Therefore~
The next second, as expected, the coach's voice sounded again.

"I'm sorry, Camus."

"But I'm sorry."

"That guy...is already here..."

When he said the last sentence, the coach's tone was obviously different from usual, which also attracted Camus' attention.

"Ok?"

With a voice of doubt, Camus waited for the coach to clarify his doubts.

"——Kitagawa Sora."

The devil from the east where the sun rises...

The super devil who has become famous in the world tennis circles this year...

According to legend, the invincible 'Conqueror of the Kingdom'...

Well, a powerful tennis player who wanders around the world, travels to one country after another, competes according to the world rankings, and overturns one tennis world after another...

A series of intelligence and information emerged in Camus' mind.

There is no doubt that as Sora Kitagawa has traveled around the world and become famous in the world of football, the tennis circles in various countries will naturally take notice of him.

Well, especially the remaining countries.

Seeing that Kitagawa Sora was about to 'fight', the U17 team responsible for guarding their own glory in the tennis world paid special attention to Kitagawa Sora.

Especially after Sora Kitagawa turned the Spanish tennis world upside down.

The world's BIG4, well, I should say the remaining BIG3, who were initially dismissive of Kitagawa Sora but were extremely confident in themselves, quickly cheered up.

Collect information, think about countermeasures, analyze and analyze, hypothesis simulation, 36 plans...

In short.

Whether it is Germany, the current number one player in the world, Switzerland, the second best, or France, the third best.

Perhaps the importance attached to Kitagawa Sora gradually weakened and decreased.

But for defeating Kitagawa Sora, continuing to maintain the glory and power that established the world's BIG3, breaking the "unrealistic" "fantasy" of those watching the excitement.

This kind of thinking is shared by the remaining BIG3 tennis players in the world, who are firm and serious.

As for why it is the world’s BIG3.

Well, since the day the Spanish tennis world was overturned by Sora Kitagawa, the fourth brother has been fired.

Therefore~
bass!
"Absolutely! Absolutely! Absolutely!" "Not allowed!"

On the other end of the phone, the slightly tired coach had firm eyes, serious and solemn eyes.

In order to maintain his position, the junior brother protects the honor of being the third in the world in French tennis.

There must be no such thing as being provoked by Kitagawa Sora alone.

The lessons learned from the Spanish tennis community are right in front of us. The French tennis community must not become a 'laughing stock'.

Otherwise, he, the coach of the U17 representative team, would be the one to blame.

Taking the blame, being scolded, being laughed at...

Undoubtedly, Mr. Coach couldn't accept it, so he had to recall Camus.

"Based on the analysis and evolution of the staff committee."

"He should set up a challenge ring at the Parc Center in Paris."

"Although the time is uncertain, we still need you, Camus."

For the French U17 side, according to the coach's previous arrangement, Camus will not play against Kitagawa Sora for the first time.

If other domestic tennis players were to go against Sora Kitagawa first.

The staff team will collect data and intelligence in real time, conduct analysis and analysis, and finally conduct a deduction to defeat Kitagawa Sora with Camus as the final main combatant.

Whether it's an early adaptation battle or advance targeted training.

In short, everything is aimed at defeating Kitagawa Sora.

and so.

"Camus!"

With a call, the coach's words came to an end.

As for Camus's response, under tacit understanding, the coach actually got it.

"Yes sir."

"I'll return to the team tomorrow."

Camus' clear voice sounded on the phone, which made the coach smile. He knew that his disciple would not let him down.

Whether it’s returning to the team this time or defeating Kitagawa Sora!
Here in the castle.

Da~di~
After hanging up the phone, Camus looked at the opposite 'wife' with tender eyes.

"Sorry, honey."

"I will return to the team early tomorrow."

"Today, let's go to Huahai first. As for the travel plan we made before, let's save it for the next vacation."

Subsequently.

Camus's mind drifted to the main reason for returning to the team this time.

"Beichuan~Sora~"

"Hmm~"

"Sure enough, I'm still looking forward to it."

Just as Kitagawa Sora looked forward to Camus, Camus also looked forward to Kitagawa Sora.

There is no way, the 'feat' accomplished by Kitagawa Sora in this year is really impossible to ignore.

Country after country, tennis world after tennis world.

In the end, even Spain, a tennis powerhouse that also has the world's BIG4 status, was defeated by Sora Kitagawa.

Undoubtedly, the strength of this man made Camus quite concerned.

And this time.

The opponent of this 'big devil' is Camus.

"Then~"

"Get ready for this battle~"

At this moment, the eyes of this 'tennis revolutionist' also shone with a gleam of surprise in his seriousness.

In addition to being a 'tennis revolutionary' who loves tennis deeply.

Camus was also a tennis player.

And a real tennis player's desire for a powerful opponent will never be absent.

……

Call ~
Accompanied by a wisp of breeze that travels between heaven and earth.

Our eyes return to Neon U17.

In one side of the comprehensive training field, the scene that unfolded in silence made the whole place fall into silence.

"Gudu~"

"Gudu~"

"Gudu~"

The act of swallowing saliva appeared in the throats of one junior high school student after another.

Compared to the high school students who were calm, exclaimed, and relaxed, the middle school students were confused, horrified, and dumbfounded.

Call ~
A breeze blew, and many middle school students came back to their senses.

"Just now……"

"after all……"

"what happened……"

Amidst the whispers and in a daze, the astonished eyes of all the junior high school students looked directly at the scoreboard.

On the electronic screen, the words '15-0' were clearly displayed.

Plus the referee’s voice just now.

There is no doubt that the result is clear.

"Gudu~"

"Just score?"

"What is this?"

"Did you serve just now? Did you serve? Did you serve? Huh?"

A series of questions and doubts appeared on many middle school students, but obviously, many of them actually had an answer, but... they just didn't want to believe it.

Or rather... unbelievable.

Just like... Keigo Atobe on the tennis court.

brush~
bass!
When his eyes opened, they were shocked.

After looking back and glancing at the light yellow tennis ball falling and rolling from the wall behind him, Atobe Keigo turned around again and looked at Ochi Moonlight on the opposite left half.

The senior opposite him had long sea-blue hair that blocked his eyes, making it impossible for Atobe to get the corresponding information by looking at each other.

However, that leisurely movement, that calm and calm posture, and that... serve just now.

They all told Keigo Atobe that the senior opposite him was really strong.

"No. 4!"

After murmuring slightly, Keigo Atobe obtained a lot of information from the discussions of high school students on the sidelines.

wow~~~
"Uwuwu~~~"

"I knew it. As soon as Yuezhi served, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, hahaha~~~"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you're so cruel. Yue Zhi will hit his junior brother to pieces with such a heavy blow, right?"

"Sure enough, not every junior high school student is as perverted as that guy from Beichuan."

"Huh~ It's true. Every time I see Yue Zhi's 'Mach Serve', I feel like I'm going to die. It's so powerful."

"Look, all the junior high school boys are going crazy."

"This is our No. 4!"

……

Beichuan!

Mach serves!

There is no doubt that Uncle Atobe captured the key information from the noisy words.

"The extremely fast serve in the name of 'Mach'..."

With the movement of their footsteps, Ochi Gekko and Atobe Keigo quickly changed their positions in the left and right halves.

"Whoo~"

Taking a deep breath, Keigo Atobe bent down with his racket, ready to receive the serve.

His mind was slightly condensed, his heart was calm, and there was a glimmer of ice crystal light in his eyes.

"That is to say..."

"This 'Mach serve' must have been counterattacked by Kitagawa!"

bass!
Under a gaze, Uncle Atobe declared his resurrection.

"bring it on!"

"Look, I'll show it to you!"

As for this 'you', who are you talking about~
……

(End of this chapter)