Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Chapter 420 Momojo and Echizen, pillars and inheritance

Turning the corner, Echizen Ryoma bumped into Momojo Takeshi.

At a glance, the feeling between tennis players told Ryoma Echizen that the 'broomstick' in front of him must be quite good at tennis.

So~
"Want to play a game of tennis?"

bass!
The dark green hair was blowing in the wind, and those big amber eyes were staring at Takeshi Momoshiro, and said provocatively.

And obviously, looking at the 'little' freshman in front of him and his provocative gaze, Takeshi Momoro was also interested.

"Yo~"

"Do you know who I am?"

"Little guy~"

Above the black and purple eyes, a hint of interest suddenly rose.

The thumbs-up gesture similar to that of the Withered Great Immortal appeared, Takeshi Momoro put his hands on his hips and said with a smile.

"Introduce yourself."

"Takeshi Momojo, currently a second-year member of the Tennis Club."

"Are you sure you want to compete with me?"

After speaking loudly, Momoro Takeshi continued to look at Echizen Ryoma in front of him, as if he wanted to see his next reaction.

However, what surprised Takeshi Momoro was that the little freshman in front of him didn't seem to be intimidated by his status as a 'second-year regular player'.

Instead, I became even more excited...

bass!
When their eyes met, and seeing the excitement in Echizen Ryoma's eyes, Momojo Takeshi thought he had seen it wrong.

However, the next second, Echizen Ryoma's voice sounded, giving Momojo Takeshi the answer.

"You said you are a regular member of the tennis club!"

"That's perfect!"

"Huh~?"

With these words, Momojo Takeshi was even more confused.

And then.

While Momoshiro Takeshi and Withered Daisen were stunned and speechless, Echizen Ryoma had already put on the 'main body R-shaped hat' that he had taken out from nowhere.

Stretching out one hand, holding the brim of the hat, the voice started singing again.

"I heard that the Seigaku Tennis Club has a tradition, right?"

"You only need to defeat everyone in the tennis club, and even freshmen can directly get a seat on the regular team."

bass!
A ray of shock flashed, and Takeshi Momotoshi's expression changed.

"Just right."

"Let's start with you, senior!"

Before the words were finished, the Withering Immortal next to him had already put on a show of beauty.

With a face that became a bit ferocious due to shock, he pulled Echizen Ryoma with some fear and whispered persuasion.

"Ahhh~~~"

"Hey hey hey~"

"Echizen, what are you talking about!"

"Quickly apologize to Senior Momojo~"

And obviously.

At this time, the three little second-generation eyes, the Withered Daisen, who were scratching their heads and anxious, were no longer within the scope of Momotoshiro Takeshi and Echizen Ryoma's attention.

bass!
Looking at each other again, Momoshiro Takeshi's eyes lit up and his expression brightened when he saw Echizen Ryoma rising with momentum in front of him.

"Interesting~"

"interesting!"

"I didn't expect that this year's freshmen would also have such characters."

In a daze, the 'senior' with the same hairstyle facing the sky seemed to appear in front of Takeshi Momoro.

The senior who the three little ones at that time admired immensely.

The same school starts, the same desire to overthrow the entire tennis club by one person and achieve the 'miracle of youth' that Senior Sora Kitagawa did.

——Aku Tsujin!
"very good!"

Under the powerful words, Momoki Takeya became a little serious.

Through the exchange of momentum and the exchange of looks just now, Takeshi Momoro knew that the little freshman in front of him was not the kind of person who would make jokes.

It is not known what his strength is, but it has already aroused his interest.

So~
"Echizen, right?"

"I accept your challenge."

"Our Youth Academy Tennis Club does have a tradition called the 'Miracle Challenge'. Just like you said, as long as you beat everyone, you are the absolute winner."

"However, I hope you won't disappoint me!"

"Echizen classmate!"

Just at this corner, under the wind fluttering of cherry blossom petals.

After the last two words, there was another confrontation between momentum and sight.

The brim of the hat was raised slightly, his eyes were focused, and his mouth was smiling, full of excitement.

Echizen Ryoma: "I will win."

bass!
Boom~
For a while, under the atmosphere of tit for tat.

Next to him, the second generation with two years of tennis experience, Withered Daisen, was too frightened to speak.

……

Call ~
The gentle breeze blew over the tennis court, bringing up wisps of smoke and dust, and making the treetops and leaves move.

da da da~~~
A crisp sound rang out rhythmically on the tennis court.

Then, after the collision with the tennis racket, it turned into a stream of light and flew up, galloping across the court.

咻叏~
The streamer screamed, echoing in the ears.

And this moment.

On the tennis court, one on the left and one on the right, there are two figures, running quickly.

One tall and one short, one big and one small.

It was Takeshi Momotoshi and Ryoma Echizen who started the battle with enthusiasm after arriving at the club stadium.

"Ah~ drink!"

With a soft drink, Momojo Takeshi moved the tennis racket and struck hard at the mustard-yellow ball that bounced off the ground.

"Not bad, you guy."

"The power is okay."

Bang!
咻叏~
With a crisp explosion, the rapidly flying tennis ball turned back and flew towards the half of the court where Echizen Ryoma was.

step~
brush~
But under the amazed gaze of the crowd, Echizen Ryoma, who originally thought it would be embarrassing, jumped forward and quickly caught up with the tennis ball and kept up with the rhythm.

Swah——

"Oh~"

"You only see strength."

"Then you..."

"Still a long way to go!"

"drink!"

Without any pause in provocation, Echizen Ryoma jumped up, swung the tennis racket fiercely, tilted it at an angle, and hit the tennis ball half-cut and half-stroked.

boom!
呲~
咻叏~
Amidst the sudden screams again, a beam of crescent moon light crossed the net and landed on the right half of the court.

The extremely fast spin on the tennis ball made Takeshi Momoro stunned.

"Huh~"

"Don't underestimate me, Takeshi Momojo!"

"What can you do with just a little rotation, hmm~"

With a frivolous hum in response, Takeshi Momoro lowered his body slightly, also pressed down the tennis racket, and then swung it away.

Bang!
呲~
huh~
With a hoarse friction and slapping sound, the mustard-yellow ball with added rotation flew back and forth amid the attack between Takeshi Momoro and Ryoma Echizen.

And witnessing this scene.

The people who gathered outside the venue were stunned.

"No way~"

"Is this true~"

"Am I dreaming..."

"That guy Echizen actually had a back-and-forth with Amo, who is a regular member of the team. This is incredible..."

Kato Katsuro, Mizuno Katsuo, and Horio Satoshi finally got together and got to know each other.

The second generation of Qingxue's three little ones have officially gathered.

Next to the three little ones was the four-member group of Ryuzaki Sakurano, Kosakata Tomika, Shiba Saori, and Inoue Mori.

"Ahhh~~~"

"My dragon horse is so handsome!"

"Ah ah ah, Ryoma, my prince, so great, come on, so handsome..."

The support from Tomoka-chan, the strongest cheering king, was overwhelming. Of course, Sakurano Ryuzaki next to her also shyly pulled her.

"Tomoka~"

As for Shiba Saori, she was stunned at first, then raised her camera and started taking pictures.

As for Mamoru Inoue at the end...

"Echizen... Ryoma..."

For a moment, he whispered, his hands on the shoulder straps of his backpack tightened, and his eyes gradually became hot.

Inoue Mamoru, who got more information than the original work, has already clarified the identity of Echizen Ryoma.

And he also guessed the purpose and significance of this samurai's descendant coming to Qingxue.

……

And in the tall buildings next to it.

In a classroom used for after-school activities, there were two figures, leaning on the table by the window. Through the window, they looked at Takeshi Momoro and Ryoma Echizen on the tennis court.

Both of them were wearing uniforms, one was stern, the other was calm, one was wearing gold-rimmed round glasses, and the other was wearing black square-rimmed glasses.

It was Tezuka Kunimitsu and Inui Sadaharu.

As for the other third-year students such as Fuji, they went to participate in a friendly match under the leadership of Oishi, the deputy minister.

Well, second-year Kaoru Kaido and Yuta Fuji accompanied them, while Takeshi Momoro, who injured his foot, stayed behind in the club.

In the moment of silence, Tezuka Kunimitsu and Inui Sadaharu cast their gazes at Takeshi Momotoshi and Ryoma Echizen who were competing.Well, the point is Echizen Ryoma.

bass!
Under a gleam of shock, Gan Sadaharu reached out and touched the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and asked thoughtfully.

"Is he the person Beichuan mentioned?"

"Ah."

"Echizen Ryoma."

Listening to Tezuka's answer, Ini Sadaharu had some confusion in his eyes, and he did not answer immediately. Instead, he paused for a while before starting to speak.

"Echizen... Ryoma."

"I just returned to Neon from the United States with my family."

"When he was in the United States, he was a tennis genius who won four consecutive championships in junior tennis."

"His father..."

"It's that legendary samurai, Echizen Nanjiro!"

"The legend of the world is also the legend of Qingxue..."

Suddenly, Inui Sadaharu's voice sounded one after another, whispering information about Echizen Ryoma, as if he was narrating to the opponent, or talking to himself.

In other words, it relieves the emotions in the heart.

There was no way he was the son of the legendary samurai Echizen Nanjiro. This fact made Inui Sadaharu, who had just learned about it an hour ago, simply unable to calm down.

"Whoo~"

Finally, after taking a long breath, Inui Sadaharu looked at Echizen Ryoma below and said to Tezuka beside him.

"Listen to Kitagawa, this new student can fill Akutsu's vacancy, right?"

For a moment, Gan Sadaharu's eyes burned brightly.

Whether it's Tezuka Kunimitsu or him doing Sadaharu, they all know how strong Akutsu is.

After Kitagawa Sora decided to go to the world, in order to win the championship again and ensure that Qinggao could win two consecutive national championships, he specially 'excavated' Akutsu.

The final championship trophy, as well as victory after victory, all showed the viciousness and precision of Sora Kitagawa's vision.

It can be said that Akutsu is already one of the top players in the Seigaku Tennis Club.

And now.

Akutsu was pulled over by the U17 representative team to participate in the world expedition, and there was no way he could take care of the national competition here.

And the existence that Kitagawa Sora values ​​​​and can inherit the position of Akutsu's "pillar" is the first-year student in front of him-Echizen Ryoma!
You know, it's different than a year ago.

In the current Seigaku Tennis Club, the three younger members of Takeshi Momojo, Kaoru Kaido, and Yuta Fuji are still lacking, but they are already ready to play on the court.

Although it is completely incomparable to Akutsu, at least he knows the basics, or is stable.

So now~
"You're a first-year student~"

"Huh~"

"I forgot that we were also first-year students back then."

"And Beichuan~"

He knocked on the table with his hand in embarrassment, and with the crisp sound, Gan Sadaharu himself also figured it out.

At this time, Tezuka next to him also nodded slightly and answered.

"Don't think about it."

"Whether you are qualified or not, and whether you are strong or not, you will know after a comparison."

"Prepare for the intramural competition as soon as possible."

obviously.

Tezuka Kunimitsu, the coach and director, thinks much more clearly.

Whether it will work or not, and whether they can get a seat, according to the old rules of the past two years, just come to an intramural competition.

The strong one has everything!
This is the current Youth Academy Tennis Club.

As for why Tezuka directly said to prepare for the intramural competition.

Tezuka said that Echizen Ryoma has no chance of challenging everyone in the tennis club in the 'Miracle Challenge'.

Therefore, if he wants to get a seat in the main selection, Echizen Ryoma still has to participate in the school competition honestly.

Zhuzhu is so confident~
……

Time passes and the sun and moon change.

In the morning glow and dusk.

Germany, U17 base.

The arrival of a special person ignited the fire and passion of the entire base.

wow~~~
Everywhere, there was a sound, whispers sounded, and discussions continued. Crowds of people in twos and threes, centered on one person, started to communicate.

"Hello~"

"Have you heard?"

"Huh? What?"

Looking at the confused friends next to him, the person who brought up the topic couldn't help it.

A whisper one second, an irritable snap the next.

"It's that guy who was invited to our base!"

Obviously, the bald dragon Tou Yi still couldn't understand. He looked at the bald dragon suit next to him with a question mark on his face.

Well, bald, all bald.

Perhaps they learned it from Borg, as the two good brothers are both bald.

——I became bald and stronger!

Perhaps the above is their belief.

The topic dropped and the answer was revealed.

The voice of the Dragon Armor was undulating and passionate.

"North! Chuan! Empty!"

"He has become famous in the past year, and he has become even more famous recently. He overturned Sora Kitagawa in the tennis circles of Spain, France and Switzerland in one fell swoop!"

"This guy has already come to our base. It seems that the coach arranged for someone to bring him in."

Seeing Long Tao Jia being so excited and excited, Long Tao Yi was even more confused.

Could it be that……

Frowning slightly, he asked.

"Are you a supporter of Kitagawa Sora?"

For a moment, Long Duojia was also confused, and said: "Huh? What should I say?"

"Don't everyone in the base look down on Beichuan Kong?"

"They say he's not very good."

"Your tone sounds a little excited. It feels like you are expecting this guy to challenge us."

After listening to Long Tou B's analysis, Long Tou A was furious and said excitedly.

"shit!"

"I was expecting him to come."

"Because this way I can get rid of him as soon as possible."

"Think about it, the great devil who overthrew the tennis world in various countries was defeated in my hands and fell into disgrace."

"Wouldn't I become famous?"

"Maybe by then I will be the second most famous tennis player in Germany after Mr. Berg."

"Quack quack~~~"

Looking at Long Tao Jia, who was lost in wishful thinking and laughing like a crow, Long Tao Yi couldn't look straight at him.

He covered his face with one hand, shielded his eyes, curled his lips, and said angrily.

"You are thinking about eating shit~"

"He also defeated Sora Kitagawa and became famous."

"It's hopeless~"

Compared with the ordinary tennis players in the base, the members of each representative team, and the main players of U17, they are much more determined.

Of course, he was also quite arrogant and proud.

da da da~~~
Bang!
boom!
peng!

咻叏~
Boom~
Amidst a series of explosions and crunching sounds, and with the blessing of power, a mustard-yellow ball turned into a stream of light and flew back and forth over the court.

One left, one right.

Two figures, one tall and generous, and the other handsome, were galloping on the court.

One, named 'Michael Bismarck', is currently the vice-captain of the German U-17 team.

One of them, named 'Tankumaru Schneider', is a professional player who mainly plays doubles and secondary singles.

Bang!
With another crisp sound, words rang out.

"Schneider, did you hear that?"

"The boy named Kitagawa Sora has arrived at the base."

Facing Bismarck's inquiry, Schneider responded in an angry voice.

"Are you interested in him?"

"I'm not saying that you, Bismarck, are just a little devil from the East. You don't need to care so much."

The disapproving tone made Bismarck smile lightly and joked.

"Schneider, arrogance is not a good habit."

"This 'little devil' has already defeated Camus and Amadeus."

"You also know the mystery of Camus, and Amadeus is a professional player, and his strength is definitely not weak."

Schneider continued to express his indifference to Bismarck's words of persuasion.

"嘁~"

"It doesn't seem like the person you're talking about is a professional player."

quack~~~
Suddenly, the scene fell silent.

Schneider said.

I, Schneider, am a professional player.

Bismarck said.

I, Bismarck, am...

Black face.JPG!

……

(End of this chapter)