Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Chapter 403: Temporary addition, Kitagawa Sora vs. Camus
"Come, come, come!"

"In the second round, it should be my turn!"

"Oh oh oh~"

"I'm really looking forward to it. Who will my opponent be next?"

"I hope it's a bit stronger, otherwise it will be too boring."

"Don't be embarrassed!"

"What should I say, it's getting a little hot!"

In the comprehensive training ground, the sound of Saito Yu's words echoed.

The crowd below suddenly became noisy and lively.

Junior high school students are eager to get started, they look excited, they are eager to try, but they are also a little hesitant.

E.g.

Everyone from Qingxue is here.

Eiji Kikumaru stood up after brushing his hair, with an excited look on his face, and his dark red curly hair, with the slightly raised parts on both sides, trembling in the wind.

The tennis racket in his hand had already begun to spin around his arm.

Round and round and round and round.

"Hey~"

"It's my turn to play!"

Amid the loud voice, Kikumaru raised his head slightly, raised his chin, and looked directly towards the high platform with his golden cat eyes.

On the newly updated large electronic screen, the name of Eiji Kikumaru happened to be in the list of players for the second round of the match.

[The fourth court, Mutsu Yuuma vs. Kikumaru Eiji. 】

And just when Kikumaru showed a rare "serious face", the friends next to him also sent the best support.

"Come on, Eiji!"

"Let them see what a 'trick shot' is!"

"The atmosphere is just right, very suitable for you to perform, Eiji~"

The golden partner Oishi, the always passionate Kawamura, and the gentle and smiling Fuji.

There is also Tezuka who is still on the ice, Inui who provides real-time help with data, and Akutsu who encourages and cheers fiercely.

this moment.

After receiving the cheering energy from his friends, Kikumaru frowned and responded with a smile.

"Look at me!"

It’s not just Kikumaru from Seigaku’s side.

On the large electronic screen, with the flickering of bright lights, battle arrangements appeared one after another.

[The first court, Akiba Momiji vs. Ninzu Yushi. 】

[The second court, Date Oji vs. Yanagi Renji. 】

[The third court, Banriya vs. Ishida Gin. 】

【…】

With the updates of these battle arrangements, high school students are constantly making noises and discussions.

wow~~~
"Yo~"

"Ida, it's your turn~"

"Liye, you also have a share."

"Brother Yuuma, you are here."

"It seems that you, brother, are in the last round."

"Oh~~~ The atmosphere is good. I hope my opponent will be a good junior high school boy soon."

"..."

And just as the atmosphere on both sides gradually became heated.

On the high platform, Saito Zhi once again raised the big speaker in his hand, and the corners of his mouth were slightly outlined with a subtle arc.

Underneath the narrowed smile, there was a sudden appearance of bad taste.

"dudu~"

"Quiet~"

With one command, the whole crowd responded.

One after another, the eyes looked towards Saito Zhi and Takushi Ryuji on the high platform.

Immediately, Saito Zhi's voice sounded again, answering the doubts and consternation of everyone below.

"This second round, plus two temporarily arranged games."

After saying this, everyone was stunned and turned around, looking confused.

Listen to the coach~
It seems like two games are going to be added?Temporary matchup arrangement?

Good guy~
So, who will it be?
"The eighth court..."

Saito on the high platform spoke loudly.

While arousing the desires and thoughts in the hearts of everyone below, amidst the helpless laughter and habituality of Takashi Ryuuji next to him, his eyes moved and scanned the entire audience.

Finally, he stared at the Qingxue people.

"The eighth court, Tono Atsukyo vs. Akutsu."

"as well as……"

"Ninth court, Tokugawa Kazuya vs. Chitose Chisato."

The last sight fell on Tokugawa Kazuya, who was standing with Oni Jujiro and others.

no doubt.

These two games occurred precisely because of the arrival of Akutsu and Tokugawa.

The four names that came out of Saito's mouth also made many people stunned one after another, and then they had different expressions.

Tokugawa Kazuya's eyes moved slightly.

Akutsu raised his eyebrows slightly.

Tohno Atsukyo sneered ferociously.

On the other hand, Chitose Qianli straightened her body and her eyes were slightly focused.

Although it is a temporary situation, as a tennis player, I am always on call for playing matches and so on.

At last.

As a group of high school students and junior high school students watched and waited.

Saito Zhi shouted into the loudspeaker the word that everyone was waiting for.

"So!"

"Let the second round begin!"

With a leisurely squinting smile, Saitō Chi's words completely ignited the blazing flames in the entire audience.

Go to the tennis court and show yourself to your heart's content, boys!

Eiji Kikumaru couldn't wait to spin his tennis racket.

The "Kansai Wolf" Ninzu Yushi has silent eyes and seems to be ready to enter the "closed heart" state at any time.

With his hands clasped in front of his chest, his face was as calm as water, his eyebrows were thick and his head was bald, and he had the appearance of Ishida Gin, the king of Fudo.

Liu Renji with her eyes closed, Chisui Qianli with her heart at peace...

Tennis players one after another rushed towards their own battlefield.

……

that's it.

In the comprehensive training ground, the competition between high school students and junior high school students continues.

Demonstration round, first round, second round, third round...

Elite members of the U17 base, high school seniors who are about to enter high school, and specially invited students who are related to their predecessors.

One after another, high school students use their own strength to help the future of junior high school students.

One day, two days, three days...

Under the special care of the coaching staff, the junior high school students are enjoying their "U17 Special Invitation Training" trip to the fullest.

Every day, every hour, every minute, every second.

In this base, junior high school students are experiencing a brand new... world of tennis.

……

And after a few days.

Far away in France on the continent of Europa.

The capital of romance, Paris.

A heavyweight match has started with a roar and is heading towards the climax.

——Leopold Camus Don Charpentier!

——VS!

——Kitagawa Sora!

At this moment.

There is a bright light shining on the earth.

In France, located in the west of the Europa continent, the temperature in March is changing, from cold to warm.

And the rare day of the rising sun.

The Paris Tennis Park, located in the DC area of ​​the romantic city, is already bustling with people and has lasted for several days.

The center court in the first area is the center of attention and crowds of people gather.

In the hustle and bustle of people.

There are explosive sounds of hitting the ball, there are heroic and confident shouts of struggle echoing, there are unparalleled strong men galloping, stepping and swinging the racket.

step~
"Whoo~"

Swah——

Under the footsteps, the sound of gentle breathing was intertwined with the sound of the tennis racket being swung at high speed through the air.

The tennis racket that went straight towards the light yellow tennis ball that bounced off the ground touched the hearts of countless people.

Outside the court, tennis players, pairs of eyes, and gazes all stared at him.

Looking at that handsome figure running wantonly on the court.Slender arms, a height of over 1.8 meters, a face as straight as a sculpture, bright sapphire eyes, and slightly curly golden hair that is half short and half long.

It is none other than the current No. 1 player in the French tennis world, the captain of the U17 team, and the internal leader - 'Tennis Revolutionary' Camus.

And in the opposite half of Camus.

That figure was galloping across the ground, between the steps, there was hidden flames rising from the sky, and the eyes were as calm as water, an unpredictable figure.

If it's not our 'big devil' Kitagawa Sora, then who is it?

Those scarlet magatama eyes are so dazzling and obvious.

step~
Tata~~
step, step, step~~~
Under the sound of heavy footsteps on the ground, the two galloping people clashed again for several rounds on both sides of the tennis court.

The light yellow tennis ball has already turned into light.

Under the extremely fast blows of two tennis rackets, he was kneaded at will, flying back and forth above the court and falling.

At this time.

I saw another stream of light rising up, appearing from Sora Kitagawa's shot, and then flying towards the left-center area of ​​the right half where Camus was.

And Camus at this time.

Part of the eyes are watching the incoming ball, stepping forward, and jumping to meet it.

Another part of the eyes looked at Kitagawa Sora who was leaving the corner of the right baseline, observing the opposite half of the court, looking for a chance.

bass!
A ray of surprise flickered from the depths of Camus's eyes.

"I will win this ball!"

"Kitagawa Sora!"

With the whisper in his heart, Camus stepped into position, stepping on the edge of the landing point of the ball, and already raised the tennis racket in his right hand.

Swah——

Half-turn sideways, using your right foot as the fulcrum and your left foot to cooperate.

The tennis racket was swung from the upper left to the lower right, and then reached the highest point, drawing a bright and gentle silver crescent.

"Swan Dream!"

"--speed!"

At this moment, Camus's movements were like that graceful dance, so perfect, so beautiful, and so intoxicating.

Faintly, there is moonlight shrouding Camus' body.

The next moment.

Bang!
呲~
咻叏~
Along with the contact of the red and white tennis racket and the light yellow tennis ball, there was a series of soft sounds.

A beautiful swan that makes people reluctant to look away, leaps forward, turns into a streamer, and moves at extreme speed.

Under a white trajectory, it flew over the left half of the field where Kitagawa Sora was.

"duo~"

"Score works."

"Game, Camus, score 2-2."

With a "speed type" of "Swan Dream".

Camus broke through Kitagawa Sora's strong defense and scored a point. He also won the fourth round and secured serve.

After the referee's announcement, the spectators surrounding the field couldn't help but start talking and making noise again.

wow~~~
"Here he comes! Camus's signature first-hand skill, the gorgeous 'Swan Dream'."

"The triple change that you can never guess, this time is the 'Speed ​​Type'."

"A pretty good shot, Kitagawa Sora didn't react at all, hahaha~~~"

Some tennis players are familiar with Camus's signature first-hand technique.

'Swan Dream' is the basic skill of Camus's 'Dancing Tennis', and it is a special changing ball.

Also known as the three-layered secret transformation technique, they are the 'Speed ​​Type' that pursues ball speed, the 'Power Type' that pursues power, and the 'Phantom Type' that pursues phantom changes.

No matter what type of 'Swan Dream' it is, under Camus's practice and perfection, its power is quite good.

Of course, the audience who said the above are just ordinary spectators, not Camus's U17 partners.

At this moment.

Accompanied by Camus, the French U17 people headed by coach 'Couroli' are not concerned about a 'mere' swan dream.

"How about it?"

"Camus made the first move and used the 'Speed ​​Pattern' of 'Swan Dream'."

Coach Crowley narrowed his eyes slightly and asked to the side.

The person next to him is a 'Mr. Glasses', holding a pen and notebook in his hand, constantly writing, drawing, recording, analyzing and calculating.

After hearing the movement.

The member of the French U17 team who came with him - 'Handsome Guy' Tristan - also turned his head and looked over.

At this time.

Mr. Glasses stopped writing and answered.

"Mr. Crowley, please don't worry."

With a confident smile, Mr. Glasses stretched out his hand to adjust the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"After hundreds of simulations in the past few days, we have already completed the structure of the victory model."

"The current game situation, everything is normal."

"As long as we continue to do so, the final victory will definitely belong to Camus."

"The so-called 'big devil' will be defeated in France."

At this moment, Mr. Glasses exuded a strong aura of confidence that put Coach Crowley and Tristan to shame.

"Um~"

"Whoo~"

"I hope so."

There was no way, Crowley could only respond like this.

As for Tristan.

He just wanted what Mr. Glasses said to be true and not to let their previous 'efforts' go to waste.

after all.

In order to obtain the corresponding information, he, Tristan, was also one of the people who was tortured by the Beichuan Demon King a few days ago.

immediately.

The three people's eyes were once again cast on the tennis court ahead.

He kept his eyes fixed on the situation of the game, unwilling to miss a scene, and expected the game to follow the 'victory model' that Mr. Glasses said.

these days.

Led by the U17 special department 'Staff Analysis Department', a 'simulation exercise' plan was implemented.

When the tennis players finished the match, Tristan and others were abused again and again, and they took the initiative to seek abuse.

Data engineers collect data and materials, analyze and analyze them, and then add 'Camus' as another subject to conduct corresponding 'simulation deductions'.

Everything is to complete the "victory model" structure of Sora Kitagawa.

And now.

Follow the confident words of Mr. Glasses.

The 'victory model' for Sora Kitagawa has been completed, and all that needs to be done now is just to wait.

Waiting for Camus' victory, waiting for Kitagawa Sora's defeat.

They, France, will protect the glory.

Protect the glory of French tennis!
At this moment, Mr. Glasses, who was thinking quickly in his mind, adjusted his black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose in a smart way.

While daydreaming.

Mr. Glasses looked at Kitagawa Sora on the tennis court, the so-called 'invincible devil', with arrogant eyes full of contempt.

snort!
Boy~
Times have changed!

Tennis also depends on science!

……

Of course, Kitagawa Sora didn't know the above words.

If you hear it.

Kitagawa Sora most likely had a look of "Looking stupid" on his face.

Well, I was slightly embarrassed. After all, the glasses man in front of me might be a real fool.

You are in this world called 'Tennis King' - tell me, 'Tennis also depends on science'?
Well, warrior
The Ke scientist next door, likes you, writes poems for you, and reasoning for you.

of course.

At this moment, Kitagawa Sora's attention was all focused on the current game, and he had no time to care about anything else.

Using the final results and facts to explain everything is what Kitagawa Sora likes to do.

Call ~
The wind blows, leaves move, smoke and dust fly, branches sway and rustle.

The fifth round of the game starts immediately.

In the left half of the court, in the baseline service area, Kitagawa Sora is standing with a racket, leaning slightly, with his feet forward and back.

da da da~~~
The rhythmic sound of hitting the ball continued to sound along with the pressing movements of Kitagawa Sora's left hand.

Above the right half, the service receiving area.

With a serious look on his face, Camus entered the state of mind, gripped the tennis racket in his hand, slightly bent his knees, and stared at Kitagawa Sora's serve.

Call ~
Huhu~~
bang bang bang~~~
The sound of breathing, the sound of wind, and the sound of heartbeat.

next moment.

bass!
Staring at the light, the void clashes.

Camus!

Kitagawa Sora!
The next moment, under a void confrontation, in the increasingly tense atmosphere on the field, a qi movement quietly moved.

brush~
With a soft sound, the light yellow tennis ball had already left the shackles of Kitagawa Sora's left hand and rose into the sky.

Under the blue sky, Beichuan Sora, who jumped up lightly, swung the tennis racket in his hand quickly.

"Take the move, Camus!"

Swah——

Bang!
咻叏~
……

(End of this chapter)