Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Chapter 400: The name of the phantom, Aoi Chuixue, black aura

On the third court.

The competition between Irie Souta and Nioh Masaharu became more and more heated and climaxed one after another.

Irie Kanata relies on his own strong strength to control the rhythm of the field invisibly.

As for Nioh Masaharu, he relied on his 'phantom' ability to transform again and again.

"Genichiro Sanada", "Seichi Yukimura", "Keigo Atobe", "Kuranosuke Shiraishi", "Shusuke Fuji" and others appeared one after another.

Now he directly phantomed 'Tezuka Kunimitsu' and hit a 'zero serve'.

As phantoms appeared one after another, Nioh Masaharu, who tried to break through the invisible shackles, encountered failed attempts again and again.

Amid Nioh Masaharu's helplessness, Irie Kanata remained the same.

Sometimes soft, sometimes hard.

It looked like he was sweating profusely and was consuming a lot, but in fact, he was holding Niou Masaharu in his hand silently and invisible.

Although the current score of the game is ~
"Score works."

"ACE!"

"Love, Game!"

"Game, Nioh Masaharu, score 5-4."

"Swap venues."

On the referee's bench, a loud voice sounded, announcing the real-time score of the game.

After the referee's voice, there was no doubt that there was another uproar.

The astonished spectators outside the stadium.

High school students, junior high school students...

wow~~~
"I'll go, no way, this guy Irie is going to lose?"

"Should... not be..."

"By the way, this guy must be playing, right? It's not like you don't know what kind of temper he is."

"Hey, hey, hey, we're already 4-5 behind. Is this how you play? Do you want to do this?"

"The so-called 'zero serve' is so perverted, why are you still playing with it? Aren't you afraid of overturning?"

As for the junior high school students, they are much more excited and passionate.

wow~~~
"Ahhhh!!!"

"Nioh! Nioh! Nioh!"

"Come on! Go for it! There's a chance!"

"'5-4' leads, I feel like I can win!!!"

"As long as we break serve in this game, we win!"

"Good guy, has Nioh become so strong now? No matter what! Come on, Nioh!"

"Nioh! Charge!"

After a period of commotion, Irie Kanata and Nioh Masaharu completed the exchange of venues and stood on the court again.

"Damn~"

Looking around, Kanata Irie was sweating and his hair was a little messy. Looking at the waves of support, he couldn't help but said with some jealousy.

"Nioh-kun is so popular, it's just too much~!"

Nioh Masaharu, who had returned to his true self, spoke in response.

"Hehe~"

"Isn't this also due to Irie-senpai~"

Immediately, Niou spoke again, trying to attack his heart.

"Senior Irie, don't lose to me accidentally in this small round."

"No, Niou-kun."

Under the laughter, the two people standing on the left and right halves once again started to look at each other from a distance.

The confidence that comes from Irie Kanata filled the entire audience.

It seems~
Everything is under his control.

In the name of 'actor', he controls the entire audience.

……

And at the same time.

On the fourth court, the match between Fuji Shusuke and Omagari Ryuji also ignited one audience after another.

step~
Swah——

"Guard of the hundred-armed giant!"

Bang~ba!
咻叏~~~
"Senior, your return ball can no longer pass the net!"

Under Fuji Shusuke's whisper, a yellow streamer with a super spin attached fell directly to the ground in the left half of the field where Daqu Ryuji was.

Daqu Ryuji, who was running around, also raised his eyebrows and responded quickly.

"Can't the return ball pass the net?"

"Is this some new trick your kid has come up with?"

And the next moment.

Before Fuji could respond, there was a soft sound of a tennis racket colliding with a tennis ball. He took a picture of the facts that appeared directly and told Oguri Ryuuji the answer.

bang~
呲~
咻叏~
Dudong!

With a slight sound.

The flying backhand ball flew back and forth before Daqu Ryuji witnessed it, and then hit the net directly after a round of flying.

Just like Fuji Shusuke's previous words.

Under the 'guard of a hundred-armed giant', Ryuuji Oguri's return failed to pass the net.

bass!
"What a 'hundred-armed giant's guard'!"

"Boy Fuji, these genius skills of yours are really amazing."

After expressing his appreciation, Daqu Ryuji also became emotional.

After a game, under Fuji's photography, Daqu Ryuji saw one skill after another.

'Disappearing Serve', 'Flying Swallow Returns to Nest', 'Brown Bear Caught', 'White Whale', as well as triple counterattack upgraded versions of 'Phoenix Returns to Nest', 'Kilin Returns to Nest', and 'White Dragon'.

In addition to the 'Eye of the Heart', the 'Shroud of Mayflies' seen before, plus the 'Guard of the Hundred-Armed Giant' seen now.

Good guy, you won’t know if you don’t count them, but you will be shocked if you count them.

After a little analysis, in Daqu Ryuji's opinion, the junior in front of him really lived up to the name of 'genius'.

Although the power of the above skills may vary, the fantastic ideas contained in them are all considered geniuses.

but.

As the current No. 17 figure in U10, a place where the top elites of neon tennis gather, Omagari Ryuji is also a person with extraordinary talent.

Therefore.

Faced with Fuji's genius skills, Daqu Ryuuji can proudly say the same thing~
"But~"

"Absolutely can't pass the net or anything."

"But it doesn't exist, little boy Fuji."

Daqu Ryuji's loud words also made the face of Fuji on the opposite side freeze.

Subsequently.

Looking at each other, on the fourth court, a pale yellow tennis ball was thrown into the air.

The match between Fuji and Daqu Ryuji continues.

Also.

On the right half of the field, Fuji was running, his ice-blue starry eyes twinkling slightly.

I have some thoughts about the current game.

"You want to defeat the 'Guard of the Hundred-Armed Giant' head-on..."

While staring at the tennis ball flying through the air, Fuji glanced at Omagari Ryuji across from him a few times. He was also very clear about Omagari Ryuji's plan.

And correspondingly.

Bass~
In the depths of his eyes, under the flickering light, Buer already had a plan in his heart.

"In that case~"

"Then... disrupt the rhythm!"

Letting your opponent finish what you want to do comfortably is a taboo for military strategists.

Only by making your opponent uncomfortable will you feel comfortable.

and so.

The only choice is... one wave after another!
bass!
"Chance!"

After a few more balls, Fuji got the opportunity he wanted.

Call ~
In the gradually growing Fengzhong, on the left half of the court, Daqu Ryuji was already leaping high into the air, taking the shot.

In front of Daqu Ryuji is a light yellow tennis ball.

There is no doubt that in the eyes of the spectators outside the court, this was a mistake by Fuji Shusuke, and this was Oguri Ryuji's scoring chance.

In short, it's an opportunity to smash the ball!

And Daguri Ryuji did the same thing. Without any hesitation, he jumped into the air, swung his racket for critical hits, and powerful smashes.

"Drink~ Ah!"

Boom!
Boom~
huh~
"Boy Fuji, I will win this ball!"

For this ball, Daguru Ryuji used extremely explosive power. According to Daguru Ryuji's estimation, even if Fuji uses 'Kirin Net', he will not be able to block this ball.

Therefore, at this moment, Daqu Ryuji felt very comfortable and happy.

After all, it was a perfect smash.

However, it is obvious that Fuji always likes to use facts to declare something.

——'Genius'·Buer Zhouzhu cannot be judged by common sense.

"Whoo~"

bass!
After taking a deep breath, Fuji's eyes were slightly focused, serious and profound, watching Ryuji Daguri dunking in the air.

"coming!"

The words in the heart are frozen, the spirit is concentrated, and the heart is absorbed.

The next moment, Fuji moved.

With a heavy step, he pulled away and galloped, holding the racket and running wildly.

However, at this moment, everyone's eyes were blank, each audience member was confused, and their eyes widened.

Even Daqu Ryuji, who was still in the air, frowned, feeling something bad, and fell into doubt and confusion.

Because Fuji's movement was not as he had guessed, retreating backwards, going to the backcourt, holding the racket behind his back, and using the 'Kilin Net'.But...forward.

forward!forward!forward!

At this moment, Fuji, who was running fast, was still rushing towards the net.

In other words, facing Ryuuji Oguri, facing a perfect smash ball, he charged forward with indomitable momentum.

then.

tread!
Just as Oguri Ryūji's pupils shrank, Fuji rushed to the area in front of the net.

At the sound of a heavy tap, his right foot suddenly hit the ground, and then his whole body rose into the air, showing an oblique angle of 45 degrees, flipping and spiraling in the wind.

In an instant, the world seemed to change color under the sudden violent storm air.

White snow and red flowers dance with the wind.

Everything is centered on non-duality.

"Wind's attack technique——"

"Aoi Fubuki!"

Call ~
hum~
Swah——

In the midst of the hurricane and tornado, Fuji directly chased the incoming explosion smash.

At this moment, the force of the strong wind followed him, and the tennis racket, which was roaring with the force of the explosive wind, smashed towards the incoming smash ball under the cold sound.

Boom!
Boom~
huh~
The next moment, a beam of snow-white light flashed directly on the body of Daqu Ryuji who fell in the sky.

In Daqu Ryuji's shocked gaze, his defense was penetrated.

And this was a shocking blow from the genius Fuji Shusuke.

——The attack technique of the wind, Aoi Fubuki!
Take a smash and hit back with a smash.

……

at this time.

On the high platform, in front of the screen.

The coaches who saw this scene couldn't help but fell into slight astonishment.

After a few seconds, Fang just woke up and regained consciousness.

“Reply a smash with a smash…”

"What a great Fujisuke."

"What a 'Aoi Fubuki'!"

After Saito Yu's laughter and appreciation, there was an emotional voice from Takushi Ryuuji.

"He is truly a 'genius' who is famous in the junior high school tennis world."

"This idea."

"And it actually came out."

"His sense of the ball is terrifying, even in this base, it ranks among the best."

At this moment, looking up at Fuji on the fourth court, the eyes of Saito Chi and Takushi Ryuji were filled with admiration.

identical.

In the main control room, Kurobe Yukifu, who was in front of the electronic screen, couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then took out a form.

Subsequently.

Behind the name 'Fuji Shusuke', Yukio Kurobe did not hesitate, directly picked up the pen next to him and added another stroke at the end.

"Fuji Shusuke!"

There is no doubt that relying on his own performance, Fujishu helped 'conquer' Kurobe Yukio.

Prior to this, the junior high school students selected as 'seeds', apart from the already confirmed Akutsujin, were Tezuka Kunimitsu and Yukimura Seiichi.

And now, there is one more person, whose name is Fuji Shusuke!
——'Genius'·Fuji Zhouzhu!
……

The fifth court.

Boom!
Boom~
huh~
A series of explosions sounded in the left half.

Then, just for a moment, there was another sound, exploding in the right half.

Boom~poof!
Boom!
Correspondingly, a scarred figure flew out and fell to the ground under the bombardment of a stream of light.

bang~
When~duang~
At this moment, there were strong winds, flying dust, and gunpowder smoke, obscuring all sight.

Call ~
woohoo~~
woohoo~~~
immediately.

On the referee's bench, the chief referee's extremely 'calm' voice sounded quietly.

"Score works."

"Game, Kiritani Haraichi, score 4-2."

Real-time score, Kiritani Haraichi's '4', Sanada Genichiro's '2'.

Compared to the 'acting PK' between Irie Kanata and Nioh Masaharu, the real men's showdown between Kiritani Haraichi and Sanada Genichiro was much more fiery and passionate.

It’s just that we only played six small rounds.

However, the situation on the field was not so tragic, or in other words, extremely tragic.

"Tsk tsk tsk~"

"Is this going to fail?"

"Kid Sanada, why don't you just admit defeat? Uncle Kiritani has had a lot of fun anyway."

"Or should I let you do it again?"

The smoke and dust dispersed, and the tennis court was gradually revealed.

Kiritani Haraichi, who was standing on the left half of the court, had his tennis racket on his shoulder, was pulling his face, and was saying "teasing" words.

As for the object of Kiritani Haraichi's "molestation", it is naturally our sweetie... ahem, classmate Genichiro Sanada.

Of course, at this moment, Sanada Genichiro no longer has the demeanor of Li Hai's great tennis emperor.

"Cough~cough~cough~~~"

There was an intermittent coughing sound.

On the right half of the field, Genichiro Sanada, who had just been blown away by a beam of thunder, was falling to the ground, shaking constantly.

The dirty body is covered with scars.

There were burnt marks, bruises on the knees, and scars on the exposed skin, either from the Weasel of the Wind or the scratches from the ball.

What can be seen and what cannot be seen.

In short, Genichiro Sanada at this moment was miserable for just one word, said more than once.

Of course, even if it is so tragic, the tennis emperor has no intention of giving in.

"Huha~huha~huha~~~"

Genichiro Sanada, who fell to the ground with his back to the sky and his face to the earth, struggled to raise an arm under the sound of breathing that changed in rhythm.

He pressed his palm to the ground, and then held it up tremblingly.

"Cough cough~"

"You guy, don't be so... arrogant to me!"

"senior!"

"what!!!"

brush~
At this moment, Sanada roared and shouted with all his strength.

"and also!"

"Huha~huha~huha~~~"

"I am... Genichiro Sanada!"

"How can you just bend your knees in a place like this!"

"Absolutely! No way!!!"

Immediately, with the sound of a brush, Sanada Genichiro, who had fallen to the ground and held up his hands, suddenly jumped up and stood up again.

In the sight of one after another astonished eyes.

At a glance, it was obvious that the body was seriously injured. It was swaying back and forth, but it never fell down again.

Even more so, in the end, he!Stand still!
then.

hum~
Boom~
A buzzing sound, a loud explosion, and invisible ripples emerged from the void.

With Sanada as the center, a layer of black and red air flow, like a flame, ignited on the scarred body.

Under the black flames, Sanada's state quickly recovered like steel that had been forged by the flames.

Stand firm, fight straight, your body is like steel, and your mind is like fire.

Those deep and sharp eyes that suddenly sublimate and change, and the sharp aura emanating from them, make people feel shocked.

this moment.

Black aura, tennis emperor Genichiro Sanada, appears!

Subsequently.

"senior!"

"Our battle is not over yet!"

At this moment, on the left half of the field, Kiritani Yuanichi's eyes suddenly became condensed.

He stared hard at Sanada who stood up again in the right half.

Vaguely, in Kiritani Haraichi's sight, there was the shadow of a black dragon, twisting and circling above Sanada's body.

And that layer of black arrogance, just like the dragon flames of a black dragon, shocked Kiritani Yuanichi's spirit.

"it is good!"

"very good!"

"Hahaha~~~"

"Kid Sanada, you are really good!"

Under the laughter, Kiritanihara made no secret of Sanada's extremely admiring eyes.

Simultaneously.

With an uplifted look, Kiritani Haraichi clacked the tennis racket in his hand.

A sudden word, full of excitement.

"Sanada kid, I'm excited again!"

this moment.

Kiritani put his hand into his pocket and prepared to continue serving.

But those hot eyes kept staring at Sanada, as if they wanted to 'eat' him.

……

(End of this chapter)