Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Chapter 417 The last ball of light and darkness, defeat and conquest

pat~
A soft sound, in the sudden silence, was so conspicuous, so harsh and eye-catching.

Above the right half.

A black tennis racket was flying and spinning in the air, and fell to the ground amid the splashing raindrops.

It bounced slightly twice and was stained by the water on the ground.

At this time, a voice sounded from the referee's bench.

"Score works."

"40-15."

The server is in front and the receiver is in the back. Amadeus's '40' and Sora Kitagawa's '15'. Amadeus is still a penalty kick in the small round.

However, just such a score represents a reversal of the situation.

Not just the eighth inning, but the entire game.

……

The drizzle of rain falls from the sky, refreshing the air, moisturizing the earth, and washing away the dust.

The long braids no longer fly in the wind.

The raindrops turned into water, causing the braid to droop and fall close to her body.

Feeling the numbness on his left hand, Amadeus fell into silence, his eyes and mind trembling.

In the duel just now, it was just like the 'Ashura Shinto' before.

He also lost in the field of 'Different Dimension', to Bei Chuankong, the kind who lost embarrassingly and miserably.

Even lost in a daze, Amadeus never expected that this was another transition from peak to trough.

The advantage I thought I had, the advantage I thought I had, the victory I thought was in sight.

But under the arrival of 'Takamagahara', Kitagawa Sora used his powerful strength to make Amadis see the reality clearly.

The situation is reversed and everything is a fantasy.

"Beichuan Kong..."

……

Same with Amadeus.

Seeing a ball, the racket flew out of his hand, and his eyes suddenly froze.

In a daze, the audience outside the venue had not yet fully reacted.

He stared blankly at Amadeus on the right half, and then turned his attention to Sora Kitagawa, who stood proudly on the left half.

tick~
Call ~
The sound of wind and rain intertwined into a sound, but the crowd remained silent for a while and continued to be silent.

Until the explosion after reaching the limit~
wow~~~
"That ball just now..."

"Amadeus..."

"The racket fell off, it's really..."

For a moment, a loyal supporter of Amadeus sighed with emotion, and the next half of the sentence was already a bit unspeakable.

I don’t know when was the last time that the tennis racket held by Amadeus was blown away.

Yet now.

In front of so many pairs of their eyes, Kitagawa Sora really witnessed this scene with that terrifying ball.

Also.

Amid the noisy and noisy discussions, many people's moods became complicated.

"Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the situation has been reversed."

"'Night King' and 'Dark World' have already been cut to pieces..."

"Amadeus..."

Many people looked at Amadeus with a hint of worry, which gradually became stronger.

The 'Ashura Shinto' and the 'Dimension Realm' are both unique existences, which require a lot of 'heart', 'spirit' and 'body'.

With both the 'Dark Night King' and the 'Dark World' being destroyed and broken, the rest of this game is actually already very difficult.

If no miracle occurs, the victory of the game is already likely to go to Kitagawa Sora.

And obviously.

This kind of 'miracle' belongs to Amadeus~
……

Call ~
tick~
da da da~~~
Above the tennis court, a series of voices sounded.

The sound of wind, rain, and batting.

"Whoo~"

Taking a deep breath, Amadis stabilized his mind.

How could he not understand the situation at this moment? How could he not understand it.

But just because it was so clear and clear, he couldn't just give up.

bass!
"Beichuan!"

"Come to fight!"

brush~
The light yellow tennis ball soared into the sky, causing splashes of water. In the condensed and slightly cold eyes, there was still an unquenched flame of fighting spirit.

anyway.

He, Amadeus, is the No. 1 player in Swiss tennis.

Being in the strongest position comes with corresponding responsibilities.

With the expectations of countless tennis players on his shoulders, he must do his best and fight to the end.

In addition, as a tennis player, if the ball does not hit the ground and the points are not shared, the game is not over yet!
Boom~
hum~
At this moment, the stadium in the rain was humming again.

On the left half of the court, Kitagawa Sora, who was witnessing all this, also had a smile between his eyebrows.

Looking at Amadeus opposite, Kitagawa Sora, who was walking towards the speeding tennis ball, slowly opened his mouth and spoke loudly.

"I recognize your spirit!"

The tennis player opposite, named 'Amadeus', even though his strongest method was cut to pieces, he still sounded the horn of charge.

Persevere to the end and pursue victory, even if the ray of victory is already dim and extremely small and weak.

but!

Facing Kitagawa Sora, he still did not give up.

"Amadeus!"

With a shout, Kitagawa Sora, whose eyes were slightly condensed and burning, decided to give Amadeus a perfect curtain call.

"The next shot... you have to watch carefully!"

step~
brush~
Kitagawa Sora jumped into position, stared at the incoming ball, his body suddenly moved, and the tennis racket started to swing at extremely high speed.

Swah——

"Just under this intertwining of light and darkness...let's call it a night!"

hum~
Boom~
Amidst the roar and explosion of the energy storm, the drizzle of light rain dimmed the space, and the space changed again.

'Susanoh' appears!

'Takamagahara' is here!

immediately.

Boom!
"Light-dark-ball!"

Boom~
Boom~~
Boom~~~
call out!
In an instant, a stream of intertwined light and darkness flew directly over the court.

Under the gaze of a pair of eyes widened to the limit, it shot straight through the right half where Amadeus was.

With a loud bang like an explosion, it hit the protective wall directly.

Then~
In the loud explosion, the wall cracked, rubble flew, and smoke rose, melting into the rainy sky.

The spider web-like cracks that spread almost wider than a person's arm span made a person's heart tremble even more.

As for Amadeus.

After the fusion of 'Susanohu' and 'Takamagahara', the terrifying mental oppression directly gave Amadeus a super 'debuff'.

Coupled with the debut of the 'Light and Dark Ball', due to the dual factors of suddenness and surge in power, Amadeus' tennis racket simply failed to touch the ball.

"Score works."

"40-30."

The referee's voice sounded, and the whole place was still silent.

Under Sora Kitagawa's 'Light and Dark Ball', Amadeus fell silent, and the supporters outside the field lost their voices.

The numbers on the scoreboard are still working.

Tick-tock raindrops are still falling.

And those viewers who supported Kitagawa Sora finally gathered their voices together.

"The Great Demon King! The Great Demon King! The Great Demon King!"

"Invincible!"

"Invincible!"

Well, obviously, compared to Sora Kitagawa, the name of the Big Devil is more popular in the world of football.

……

After a few minutes.

As the protective wall was continuously ravaged and destroyed, one shattered hole after another was left.

On the tennis court, the game between Sora Kitagawa and Amadeus also ended.

"Game, Sora Kitagawa, score 6-3."

"The game is over. Sora Kitagawa wins this game."

On the referee's bench, the chief referee's voice sounded as always, but it also had a touch of complicated melancholy.

It's drizzling.

Amadeus raised his head, looked up to the sky, closed his eyes, and let the raindrops trickle down his face.

"Huh~"

"Lost..." There was also a hint of complexity in the murmur.

Seriously, Amadeus hasn't lost a game in a long time.

And now, on this tennis court where everyone had high expectations, he lost.

Lost the game, lost badly.

In the left half of the field, Kitagawa Sora, who was also standing in the rain, looked around and took in all the traces.

Especially the traces caused by Amadeus.

"Whoo~"

“It’s pretty good~”

After taking in his breath, he twirled the jade white tennis racket in his hand.

With a faint smile, he stepped forward.

slap~
In front of the net, the two hands were clasped together.

One on the left and one on the right, standing opposite each other, looking at each other.

Amadis saw the satisfaction and smile in Kitagawa Kong's eyes.

And Kitagawa Sora also saw the seriousness in Amadeus's eyes.

"I hope I can fight you again in the future!"

Facing Amadeus' invitation to fight again, Kitagawa's lips curled up and he responded calmly.

"Hope it~"

The post-match handshake ended and the two hands were let go.

In the drizzle, Kitagawa Sora was about to leave the game, and at this time, Amadeus' voice of inquiry sounded again.

"That's right~"

"The last 'light and dark ball'..."

The words were not finished, but through the tone of his voice, Sora Kitagawa knew what Amadis was asking.

Therefore, he did not hide it or act like a riddler, but simply nodded and said with a smile.

"Hmm~"

"Yes."

"What you have just understood and comprehended is not yet completely completed."

"So~"

"Thank you~"

After some laughter, Kitagawa Sora left.

Amadeus was left with mixed emotions, full of melancholy and emotion, and didn't know what to say.

And as for why we need to say 'thank you'~
Amadeus understands.

Because the 'Light and Dark Ball' played by Kitagawa Sora, the part about 'darkness' was learned from him in the game just now~
Or.

Perhaps Beichuan Kong has already had his own practice on the path of darkness.

Perhaps Bei Chuankong had long thought of combining 'light' and 'darkness' to complete the so-called 'light and dark ball'.

but!

In the previous game, I was able to initially complete the practice of the 'Light and Dark Ball' and use it.

He, Amadeus, is the great hero~
Helpless, sighing, sighing.

"That's why~"

"Geniuses are the most annoying!"

Breaking through on the spot, practicing while fighting, completely unable to figure out the bottom line.

I can’t accept it~
……

Bernier Park, Center Court.

The audience outside the stadium was still in a noisy mood, some were happy, some were depressed, some were shouting, some were listless.

Amadeus's supporters were defeated, and their expectations were not realized.

The glory of Swiss tennis could not be maintained after all.

Follow in the footsteps of those who came before you.

Under the conquest of the big devil, the Swiss tennis community, one of the BIG4 in the world, perfectly complements the Spanish tennis community and the French tennis community.

As for Kitagawa Sora's supporters, they were caught up in excitement and joy.

They once again welcomed the victory of the game, and the only thing left from the final goal of their bet was the final German tennis world.

"The Great Demon King! The Great Demon King! The Great Demon King!"

"Germany! Germany! Germany!"

"last step!"

"last step!"

"..."

At this moment, under the chorus of shouts, the sound was like thunder.

Bei Chuan Kong, who left with strides, left only a back view for everyone, walking on the wind, handsome and unrestrained.

And as it happens.

God is also beautiful.

"Huh~"

"Eh~"

As everyone raised their heads in exclamation, the small raindrops falling from the sky gradually decreased until they disappeared.

The drizzle of rain stopped at this time~
……

Sora Kitagawa is still in Switzerland.

And the other end.

The German U17 also received a piece of news and intelligence passed back.

step~
Tata~~
Footsteps kept ringing.

In the corridor leading to the coach's office, a figure was walking forward.

A head of silver-white short ear-length hair.

It's not very elegant, but a slightly stable slanting sea.

The cold-toned light blue-white eyes have a cold expression that shows no change or fluctuation.

The walking distance is almost equal, and there is no slight tilt and hunchback of the vertical and straight body.

The whole person exudes a serious, cold, and meticulous feeling and atmosphere.

dong dong dong~~~
The knock on the door sounded, rhythmic and crisp, without any noise.

Then, a gentle voice sounded in the coach's office.

"come in."

"QP."

——QP!

his name.

He is extremely handsome, has a cold and serious temperament, and is rigorous and intelligent. He is nicknamed "Perfect Quality" and is known as the highest masterpiece of German tennis early childhood education.

He currently serves as the chief staff officer of the German U17 team, and his strength is second only to the head coach Jürgen Borg.

squeak~
Open the door, sound, step, enter.

In the room, a figure was sitting behind the desk, working at the desk, and asked without raising his head.

"How about it?"

"There are results in Switzerland, right~"

After finishing speaking, the figure also finished writing the last stroke on his hand, then straightened up and raised his head.

A pair of eyes full of wisdom and light brown hair.

Even though he is no longer young, he still has a handsome face.

There is also the kindness and elegance that exudes from every part of his body.

His name is Can Letru.

Currently serving as the head coach of Germany's U17 team, he is also the teacher who changed QP's destiny.

Teachers and... relatives from childhood to adulthood.

Like a teacher, like a father.

da~
Under Retru's smiling gaze, QP stepped forward and placed the information booklet in his hand on the table.

"The game video has been sent to you."

"in addition."

"This is an intelligence analysis about the 'Kitagawa Sora'."

The words were flying, and with the tacit understanding that they had gotten along with each other since childhood, there was no nonsense. Leitru had already picked up the information and read it quietly.

There is information about Kitagawa Sora.

Information that has been summarized and analyzed by QP.

Soon.

In the room, Retru's voice sounded leisurely.

"Oh~"

"Did you really win?"

"The score is 6-3~"

"Well, I have a headache. My prediction was wrong~"

……

(End of this chapter)