Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Chapter 406 Revolutionary Tennis, Serve with Love

Call ~
"That's it!"

"Perfect!"

Outside, the auditorium.

After seeing Camus directly use the ultimate skill of 'Dancing Tennis', 'Giselle's Kiss' to win the sixth round.

The arrogant man "Mr. Glasses" who has always maintained the attitude that "everything else is pleasure, only science is supreme".

While waving his little fists, he shouted excitedly.

This gesture made the surrounding spectators confused and in a trance. Those who didn't know it thought he was the one who had the upper hand in the game.

of course.

In the opinion of 'Mr. Glasses', the fact that the game between Camus and Sora Kitagawa reached such a situation was due to his contribution of at least three points.

"Hum~"

"Sure enough, everything is progressing according to the simulation progress of the 'Victory Model'."

"Next."

"The great demon King Sora Kitagawa will use more powerful power, such as the evolved form of the 'Flowing Blade Wakahu', the 'Remnant Fire Tachi', to win the seventh round."

"And then."

"After a period of time to adapt and observe, Camus was able to use his most powerful power - 'Revolutionary Tennis', defeating his opponents in one fell swoop and winning the final victory of the game!"

Confidently and proudly talking about the so-called 'victory model', 'Mr. Eyes' looked as if he was already winning, which made others look stunned.

Especially Tristan, who pursed his lips and then asked in a low voice.

"Then what, sir, 'Remnant Fire Taidao' doesn't seem to be Kitagawa Sora's strongest power."

"That guy still has the legendary 'Asura Shinto'."

Although in the previous few days of competition, none of the French tennis players, including Tristan, had witnessed the blessing of 'Susanoh'.

But Tristan still knew that Kitagawa Sora had the power of 'Ashura Shinto'.

But in the face of Tristan's 'whispering reminder', 'Mr. Glasses' still looked so confident and held his head high.

"Humph~"

"With the power of 'Ashura Shinto', we will naturally not be left behind."

The look of pride rose again.

'Mr. Glasses' reached out and pressed the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said proudly.

"You have to know that Camus's strength is more than that."

"After our careful research and analysis, the 'esoteric meaning' of Camus' 'Revolutionary Tennis' is no worse than the so-called professional-level power 'Ashura Shinto'."

when saying this.

"Mr. Glasses" is a sonorous affirmation, resonant.

Well, although the above conclusion does not have actual combat data reference, it is just hypothetical analysis and deduction simulation.

But 'Mr. Glasses' said that he guarantees his personality and will never be wrong.

And this time, they will get their first actual combat data.

When the time comes, facts will prove that science is the most invincible!
Thinking of this, Mr. Eyes is so happy.

"In the last round, Sora Kitagawa will use the power of 'Ashura Shinto' in an attempt to reverse the situation."

"but!"

"Camus will not give him any chance!"

"The so-called 'Susanoh' will be completely defeated by Camus's secret technique."

very good!

In the voice of 'Mr. Glasses', the follow-up script of the game on the field has been designed.

Coach Crowley and Tristan looked at each other for a while, speechless.

Then ~
Is this script for the follow-up game, or the so-called 'victory model', what 'Mr. Glasses' said~
……

da da da~~~
Under the familiar rhythm of the ball, the seventh round of the game officially started.

On the right half of the court, Kitagawa Sora, who was constantly pressing the tennis ball, raised his head and stared, his hot and deep eyes falling on Camus on the opposite side.

Gradually, excitement spread out from Beichuan Kong's eyebrows.

The strength of all parts of the body suddenly began to be mobilized and exploded.

hum~
Boom~
Amid the roar, the scarlet light of the Sharingan, the dazzling golden glow of the immortal body, and the crimson golden flame rising quietly.

The seal is lifted.

Swallow solution!

"The Remnant Fire Sword—"

brush~
Swah——

Under the violent roar was the extremely fast tennis racket that suddenly left a series of afterimages.

"Explosive Fire Sword of Fire!"

Boom!
Boom~
huh~
The monstrous sea of ​​​​fire evolved into a blazing fire dragon. As it rose and flew, it directly swallowed and submerged Camus on the left half.

thump~
bang~
"Score works."

"ACE!"

"15-0."

In the curling smoke, there are scorched black marks left behind by the blazing heat, the scorching scorching wind, and the red air currents that rage across the earth and sky.

For a moment, the whole place was silent and shocked.

In the light and air that seemed to be distorted by the high temperature, smoke and dust were everywhere, flying in the wind.

Camus, with solemn eyes, stood in the receiving area in the left half of the court, holding the racket tightly again.

"Whoo~"

After taking a deep breath, feeling the horrible oppression just now, Camus couldn't help but turn his eyes to the opposite side again.

——Bei·Chuan·Kong!

The power of the residual fire sword left an extremely deep impression on Camus when he first saw it and experienced it.

At this time.

Before Camus could escape from the aftertaste, Kitagawa Sora's words rang out.

"What~"

"That's surprising, Camus~"

step~
Tata~~
With gentle footsteps, the two of them moved their positions and walked towards the other half of the area.

While walking, they didn't look at each other.

"This power is indeed amazing."

"It's really... frustrating..."

"You're still so young..."

Camus's "honest" words are full of emotion and slightly complicated.

Camus knew very well that except for him, no one in the French U17 at this moment could withstand the power of the 'Remnant Fire Sword'.

Duke, the 'King of Destruction' who was originally second only to him, was kidnapped.

Another super genius in the original work, Prince Plank, who understood the 'Ashura Shinto' in his first year of junior high school, and like Echizen Ryoma, has not yet officially left the status of an elementary school student.

It can be said that at this moment, France U17 has experienced a bit of turmoil.

And that's exactly what happened.

In the chaos of the past few days, people such as Tristan, the current second player of the French U17 team, sat on the sidelines.

After Beichuan Kongsheng unlocked the power of the 'Remnant Fire Sword', he was immediately ravaged.

Therefore.

Think about the current situation of France U17, and then look at Sora Kitagawa in front of you.

For a moment, as a general, Camus couldn't help but feel emotional.

Even, looking at Kitagawa Sora across from him, Camus couldn't help but have a 'little' idea~
……

brush~
The light yellow tennis ball soared into the air, and in the next second, when the wind suddenly rose, it received an explosive smash.

"The Remnant Fire Sword—"

"Explosive Fire Sword of Fire!"

Boom!
Boom~~
Amidst the roar, the Explosive Flame Dragon reappeared, and the tennis ball, which was covered with a layer of golden-red flames, turned into a long sword and stabbed straight into the left half of the court.

With a concentrated mind, Camus quickly stepped out with his left foot.

step~
Camus stepped heavily on the ground and jumped into a gallop, activating the tennis racket in his hand.

The graceful figure seems to be dancing, and the music of classical ballet seems to echo quietly between heaven and earth.

In the soft light, Camus' body began to glow.

Pieces of pink petals fell from the sky, adding a touch of romance to Camus who was 'dancing'.

And the next moment.

The soft words from Camus and the tennis racket exuding a magical charm immediately attracted the attention of many eyes.

"Waltz of Flowers~"

Call ~
Bulling~
Xin Xin Xin~~~
next second.

On the left half of the court, the tennis racket that danced with Camus' body, while rotating, diagonally cut into the 'Explosive Sword of Fire' that bounced off the ground.

hum~
bang~
呲味味~~~
Under the violent friction, in the wonderful cyclone, petals fluttered and scattered, and the blazing flames that hit them quietly dissipated invisibly.

咻叏~
The vertical stream of light swept across the sky above the stadium.

But the audience's enthusiastic exclamations started suddenly.

"Okay!"

"Good job!"

"broken!"

"Received!"

One by one, his fiery eyes were staring in the direction of the tennis court, unable to take his eyes away.

"Waltz of Flowers!"

"I knew that guy's serving skills were absolutely useless in front of this move."

The Waltz of Flowers is Camus's 'dancing tennis', a refined defensive skill.

Relying on the extraordinary flexibility of the body, it is blessed with extraordinary ball feel.

Relying on the insight of the eyes, following the feeling of the body, and using the power of the wrist and rotation, the power of the ball will be eliminated invisible.

This is Camus’ defensive technique, the Waltz of Flowers.

With one shot, Kitagawa Sora's 'Explosive Flame Sword' was perfectly counterattacked.

Of course, this goal is not over yet.

step~
Under the sound of footsteps, Sora Kitagawa's voice sounded in the right half.

"Well done, Camus."

"This trick seems quite interesting."

"But~"

"I seem to have... seen its limit!"

hum~
bass!
Staring at Camus with an excited smile, Kitagawa Sora's aura surged around him as he watched the tennis ball flying towards him in an arc.

The pair of scarlet Sharingan eyes also flickered with light.

"Be careful with this ball, Camus!"

immediately.

With a heavy step, Kitagawa Sora stopped his body and allowed his right foot to rub gently against the ground.

The tennis racket held in his right hand was already being swung out quickly.

Swah——

"The Remnant Fire Sword—"

"East!"

"Sunburst!"

boom!
huh~
There was a crisp sound and a soft cry.A stream of light, a firework.

The howling wind brought up the smoke and dust.

On the left half of the court, the arrival of an ordinary-looking light yellow tennis ball made Camus' heart beat suddenly.

boom!boom!boom--

bass!
He opened his eyes attentively and stared at the incoming ball. Under instinctive reaction, his body had already started to move.

"Waltz of Flowers!"

With his body spinning sideways, the tennis racket passed through the air in a circle, already under Camus's control, glowing with a strange and mysterious phantom halo, and directly hit the incoming ball.

At this moment, the audience outside the venue, watching the reappearance of the 'Waltz of Flowers', were so excited and excited, and they were so looking forward to it.

Looking forward to the 'Waltz of Flowers' being able to make another contribution, so that Kitagawa Sora will know how powerful Camus is.

However~
Reality often backfires.

bang~
A soft sound appeared, like thunder.

The huge contrast caused the entire audience to fall into silence. With astonished expressions, the spectators outside the venue stared at the tennis court with their eyes wide open.

Looking at the stagnant Camus on the left half of the court, the tennis racket in Camus' hand... was blown away.

Call ~
"Score works."

"30-0."

After a while, the breeze blew.

The referee's voice woke everyone up.

Regardless of the different expressions of the audience outside the court, in the left half of the court, Camus, who had experienced a frightening experience, was breathing heavily.

"Whoo~"

"hu~hu~"

The look of fear and horror was clearly visible in Camus's eyes.

In shock, he quickly raised the tennis racket to his eyes and looked carefully, everywhere, carefully.

"It's okay~"

"Oh~ dear~"

"Fortunately you're okay~"

"I'm sorry~"

"Please forgive me~"

“If you’re not ready, use your 伱 to catch the ball hard~”

Suddenly, a large number of words came out of Camus's mouth.

And obviously.

Camus was about to enter the state of 'revolutionary tennis' when his 'wife' was in danger of her life under Sora Kitagawa's 'Rising Sun Blade'.

Just now, Camus noticed something was wrong in time and quickly put the tennis racket away.

Fortunately, he has the power of "Waltz of Flowers" to protect him. Otherwise, Camus's tennis racket would not just be 'swing' away.

……

da da da~~~
The sound of hitting the ball again made Camus's mind return and he regained his attention.

"Whoo~"

Looking at Kitagawa Sora opposite, Camus took a deep breath.

At this time.

Kitagawa Sora's slightly incomprehensible voice reached Camus's ears.

"Camus, why don't you use your 'revolutionary tennis'..."

"Just with 'Dancing Tennis', it seems like it can't stop me anymore~"

When asked, Camus did not respond for the time being. Instead, a certain "Mr. Glasses" in the audience outside the venue jumped up and attracted attention.

As his eyes flickered, Camus, who was silent for a moment, responded in a deep voice.

"Go on, Beichuan!"

There is no direct answer, but there is already an answer.

Camus, who was in position again, leaned over with the racket, slightly bent his knees, and waited for Beichuan Kong's serve with deep eyes.

On the right half of the field, Kitagawa Sora smiled leisurely when he saw Camus's gesture.

The hot fire of fighting spirit also swayed slightly.

With a smile in his eyes, he grabbed the tennis ball bouncing on the ground with his left hand and then threw it up.

As he jumped up to take the shot, Beichuan Kong's voice could be heard.

"In that case~"

"This round, I'm not polite."

brush--

"Explosive Fire Sword of Fire!"

Bang!
call out!
then.

After a sudden roar and scream, the voice of the chief referee rang out leisurely.

"Score works."

"Game, Sora Kitagawa, score 4-3."

"Swap venues."

With the blast of 'Ashes of Heaven and Earth', under the stream of light, Camus was aware that he was temporarily unable to resist.

He could only stop his movements again and let the tennis ball fly past him.

It was this ball that announced the end of the seventh round.

At this point, both parties have a satisfactory result.

Camus, on his side, experienced the power of the 'Remnant Fire Sword' and obtained the corresponding information.

As for Kitagawa Sora, because of his expectations for Camus, he was quite 'indulgent' towards him.

With proper satisfaction, the eighth round came.

The 'Revolutionary Tennis' that was about to appear made Kitagawa Sora, who was sitting on the bench drinking water, move a little harder.

And this time.

The ones who had the biggest reaction were not the two people on the field.

Outside, the auditorium.

The "Mr. Glasses" with his nostrils turned upward couldn't help but raise his voice by a degree.

"here we go!"

"Time to win!"

"Camus, win the victory!"

The 'victory model' completed by the staff group is invincible!

Their staff team will use this battle to prove to France U17!

hum~
At this moment, 'Mr. Glasses' even turned against the opponent, defeating the opponent from below, and directly pushed aside coach Culloli.

At this moment, "Mr. Glasses" seems to be about to usher in infinite scenery.

……

Call ~
The wind picked up and the atmosphere suddenly condensed.

On the left half, Sora Kitagawa returned.

On the right half, Camus arrived.

da da da~~~
The rhythmic sound of hitting the ball sounded in Camus's hands this time.

The tennis ball bouncing back and forth between the ground and the left hand declares the right to serve in the small game.

The current score is 4-3, with Kitagawa leading by one point.

And in the eyes of 'Mr. Glasses'.

In the next game, Camus will win three small games in a row, keep serve in two games, break serve in one game, and defeat Kitagawa Sora 6-4 to win the victory.

Then ~
let's start!

hum~
In the sudden buzzing sound, invisible ripples emerged from the void.

The eyes that looked at each other across the distance screamed in horror, and the fire of excitement and fighting began to burn blazingly.

"finally!"

"It's about to start!"

"The final climactic showdown!"

"See the fight between Zhenzhang!"

"Look!"

"That light...appeared!"

Amidst the sudden exclamations and shouts of shock, the eyes of each audience looked directly in the direction of Camus.

On the left half of the court, Kitagawa Sora, who was waiting quietly with his shot, also had the corners of his mouth drawn.

"coming!"

On the right half of the court, in silence, Camus stood with the ball, and the aura around him suddenly surged up.

Under the energy vortex, spiral tornadoes began to appear.

With Camus as the center point, the falling petals dye the rainbow-like phantom color into a romantic pink.

Call ~
woohoo~~
woohoo~~~
The strong wind began to sweep.

An energy storm, like the waves of the sea, began to appear around Camus.

At this moment, the No. 1 player in the French tennis world and the captain of the U17 representative team is hailed as a man who will definitely change the future of tennis.

The real body appears.

The aura of 'dancing tennis' is gone, replaced by something sublimated and shining...'revolutionary tennis'!
Boom~
Amid the surging air waves, Camus, who stood proudly at the baseline serving position, opened his deep eyes.

The rhythmic sound of hitting the ball suddenly stopped.

With an immersed and calm face, and deep and obsessed eyes, Camus seemed to have entered a wonderful state, and picked up the tennis ball in his left hand.

Put it to your mouth and give it a gentle kiss.

Then he raised the red and white tennis racket in his right hand, placed the head of the racket on his chest, and placed the handle on his forehead, and there was a self-'dong'.

"Dear~"

"Next, let's fight side by side~"

brush~
The light yellow tennis ball rising into the air immediately became the focus of the audience.

Not only is it the focus of gaze, it is also the focus of the energy storm.

Swah——

Bend your knees, straighten your waist, and lean back.

Camus's obsessed eyes stared directly at the tennis ball rising into the air. The next moment, the tennis racket that was raised was already swinging at a very fast speed, creating a storm.

hum~
Swah——

"Go, darling!"

"Love serve!"

In the sparkling pink light, a big love emerged from the void behind Camus.

immediately.

Bang!
咻叏~
With a soft sound, a pink stream of light, carrying a romantic atmosphere, flew straight towards the service area above the left half of the court.

That moment, that goal.

The speed is no longer the same as before.

bang~
Bah~dang~dong~
"Score works."

"ACE!"

"15-0."

……

(End of this chapter)