Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Chapter 429 Prey and Hunter, Baptism of the Whirlpool

Call ~
It’s not a sunny day or a rainy day.

Under the white clouds and gray dogs, there is the slightly air-conditioned breeze, sweeping and blowing, and the flags are hunting.

However, there is this hint of coldness.

But it was the atmosphere that soared, the crowd in the stands that became more and more excited, and the peak showdown on the tennis court that became increasingly heated.

Swah——

Bang!
"Damn it, that guy did that trick again!"

The extremely restrained 'Rising Sun Blade' appeared again under Sora Kitagawa's tennis racket.

The stream of light flew straight towards the right half of the field where Borg was.

The audience who saw this scene couldn't help but feel excited.

They knew that although this move could not do anything to Borg, Kitagawa Sora would definitely follow up with a series of combos.

Just like before, wave after wave of attacks were used to break down Borg's defense line.

However, Borg did not worry them for too long.

soon~
Borg hit the ball again and again, making the atmosphere and emotions of these supporters gradually soar.

……

wow~~~
"coming!"

Bang!
"Okay! Caught it!"

boom!
"cool!"

"I also received this move 'Ashes of Heaven and Earth'!"

"And the ball was returned very well without giving that guy a chance!"

Swah——

peng!

"Ahhh~~~"

"I knew that this level of skills would be useless against Master Borg!"

"The world's number one Borg will never fall into the same pit twice!"

Swah——

Bang!
咻叏~
"Score works."

"15-15."

"Borg! Borg! Borg!"

“#￥%*&…&*…”

……

As the current number one player in the world, Borg is not a simple person.

With his incomparable strength, this man has reached the highest peak in the current professional tennis world.

Borg has come a long way in his tennis career.

Speed, strength, physical strength, technology, mental strength.

Whether it's his 'mind', 'will', 'spirit', 'technique', or 'physique', he is far beyond ordinary tennis players.

Under the five-dimensional value that is difficult to measure.

It’s Borg’s spirit that has gone through many hardships.

He has top skills, top physique, top character, and is an absolutely top tennis player in the current tennis world.

It will also be the most powerful opponent Sora Kitagawa has encountered in the tennis world of 32 countries traveling around the world.

And Kitagawa Sora knew this very early.

Not long after the start of the game, Borg used his powerful strength to meet many assumptions and predictions of Kitagawa Sora.

Skill moves below 'professional level'.

Whether it's 'world-class' moves that are second only to 'professional level', or 'U-17 level', or 'national level'.

In front of Borg, it can be said to be classified as 'ordinary' and 'general'.

It can be penetrated with one glance and returned with one ball.

In the first ball, in a confrontation where they were testing each other, Sora Kitagawa took advantage of the first attack and temporarily scored a point by calculating mentally but not intentionally.

However, in the next few goals, the game began to become anxious.

Kitagawa Sora still adopted the offensive tactics, attacking one ball after another, turning into a continuous wave of waves.

One after another, the ball skills and moves came on stage one by one, killing Borg.

Borg's response was also very simple. He remained unchanged in response to all changes and erected a solid barrier to resist Kitagawa Sora's offensive.

One move comes, and one move is broken.

When a ball comes in, he hits back with a ball.

Steady as a rock, he neutralized all Beichuan Sora's attacks, and even found the right opportunity to launch a counterattack from time to time.

In this intertwined score.

The 'A's' one after another are Borg's achievements on the path of 'reducing complexity into simplicity and pursuing the essence'.

And for this.

After a confrontation, another score change occurred.

Looking at Beichuan Kong who was observing Borg from a distance, his eyes flickered slightly, and the light moved faintly.

Under the slight smile on the corner of his mouth, he seemed to be saying.

"I learned something more~"

'Learning', or 'confirmation'.

How could Bei Chuankong not understand the principle of simplicity from the avenue.

The original Echizen Nanjiro was a big boss who reached an uninhabited land on this road.

Now, I can only say that I saw a little bit more in Borg.

……

da da da~~~
The rhythmic sound of hitting the ball sounded again in the left half.

The cool breeze blew slowly, and Kitagawa Sora pressed the mustard yellow ball in his left hand toward the ground one after another.

Now that the initial testing has yielded results, the next step will naturally be to take it a step further.

bass!
brush~
His eyes narrowed and the tennis ball flew up.

Pushing the soles of his feet toward the ground, and supporting himself with his slightly bent knees, Bei Chuankong jumped up with smooth movements.

"It's coming!"

Swah——

Bang!
There was a crisp sound and explosion under the speed of the tennis racket.

As Kitagawa Sora's muscles moved, the mustard-yellow ball suddenly turned into a stream of light and galloped out.

Call ~
In an instant, the wind blew up in the venue.

The crowds in the stands, who were switching between 'silence' and 'noisy', were also nervous and their eyes followed the movement of the tennis ball.

Above the right half.

With his heart beating vigorously, Borg looked at the ball with cold eyes and stepped out with a heavy kick.

Swah——

Stomp your feet, stop, and start shooting.

Amidst the roaring air current and strong wind, there was the rapidly sweeping racket controlled by Borg's big hand.

Bang!
Amidst the sound, the crowd screamed again, and the tennis ball returned to the left half of the volley again.

After crossing the middle net, he headed towards the left corner.

The extreme angle, the extreme arc, the extreme landing point, and the extreme road strength trajectory all demonstrate Borg's superb technology.

It's a pity however.

In front of Kitagawa Sora, who had already made up his mind, this goal was nothing.

In other words, no matter what the path of the ball is, as long as Borg still doesn't make a move, it is within Sora Kitagawa's tolerance.

Because Kitagawa Sora still planned to strike first.

Launch the first attack, and the second phase begins!

bass!
"Whoo~"

In the midst of the excitement, there was a sudden change in breathing.

The fiery scarlet gaze stared forward, and the galloping footsteps were already in place.

next second.

Start to lead the racket, stretch your left hand forward, hold it in the air, and outline the corner of your mouth slightly.

In an instant, the light shines.

hum~
Swah——

Boom!
"Light hits the ball!"

huh~
Since ordinary moves are useless, just use some qualified ones.

It’s hard to say other things, but for his awesome skills and moves, the big devil said, in one word, a lot!

on the tennis court.

The neighing stream of light stirred up strong winds, intimidating the entire audience.

Above the stands, Schneider's huge body paused, his eyes widened, and he spoke.

"This guy……"

"Did you start doing this 'light ball' so soon?"

As for Schneider's surprised murmur, the others did not immediately respond because their attention was attracted by Retru's words.

"Beichuan Kong..."

"Did he go to the base to collect information about Borg before the game?"

"What do you mean? Letru."

Under the hurried questioning of agent Sigmund Pubke, Retru frowned slightly and expressed his opinion.

"I feel like he seems to know the Borg... very well."

learn?

Ok?
For a moment, several people were a little confused, but Retru did not continue to explain, but motioned for everyone to continue watching.

……

On the court, the storm is rising again.

Bang!
Boom~
There was a loud roar and the void exploded.

Underneath the layers of ripples, there is the collision between the tennis racket and the ball of light.

In the right half of the court, in the halo of light that exploded, Borg stretched out his tennis racket and accurately grabbed the tennis ball.

The tennis ball, which had been deformed due to force, was blocked and captured by the catgut net, struggling for life, biting and rushing.

It's a pity that the bald man, who had always maintained a calm and serious attitude, said something directly. "go back!"

huh~
The screaming stream of light flew back and forth.

At this moment, looking at Borg standing proudly in the smoke and dust, the audience in the stands were already excited.

That's a 'light ball'!

He actually called me back like that!
All I can say is that it is indeed a Borg, and it is indeed worthy of their faith.

However, the excitement of each German tennis player, as before, did not last long.

On the left half of the field, Kitagawa Sora, who had already taken a stance, was swaying in the burning flame of fighting spirit.

Once again, he made a strong statement in the way of tennis.

——Watch the game related to the Big Devil, please prepare the coffin for sit-ups, the secret skills of repeated horizontal jumps, and the powerful quick-acting heart-saving pills.

——Exciting and fiery battlefield, the situation is ever-changing, please be prepared!
hum~
The radiance shone even brighter, turning Beichuan Kong into a big ball of light.

On the tennis court, on one left and one on the right, there is a big shining ball of light and a big bright bald head.

then.

Swah——

The racket picked up again and the wind howled.

The brilliance shines in this moment.

Boom!
"Light ball·Yangyang!"

In an instant, it was like a scorching sun rising, and the hot aura turned into a torrent of flames, heading straight towards Borg.

Boom~~
The flying dust enveloped the entire stadium, blocking countless sightlines.

On the referee's bench, the referee's voice sounded at the right time, giving answers to countless viewers.

"Score works."

"40-30."

Under the light hitting the ball that shone in the venue, Kitagawa Sora, who looked like the blazing sun, scored another point and reached the match point of the first game.

And this offensive, like an endless tide, has not stopped yet.

Another two or three minutes passed.

Amidst the rising smoke and the lingering glory, the referee's voice once again resounded throughout the venue.

"Score works."

"Game, Sora Kitagawa, score 1-0."

"Swap venues."

……

Call ~
A cold wind blew by.

A bit of cool air penetrated through the gaps in the clothes, bringing a hint of coldness to the body.

After taking a deep breath, the ray of coldness made many people tremble slightly.

With slightly dazed eyes, he looked at the center of the venue, the two figures who went to sit down on the benches beside the court to rest.

"Damn it!"

"That guy! Do it again!"

"It's okay, it's okay. In the first game, I kept serve, it's okay..."

Among the people in the stands, some were gnashing their teeth, and of course Ah Q was happy.

There are also those who sigh secretly, helpless, but recognize the fact.

"Ah~"

"I have to say that Kitagawa Sora's strength is truly extraordinary."

Although it was only the first game, and even though it was just a guaranteed serve, in the eyes of these people, Sora Kitagawa was facing Borg.

There are so many tennis players in the tennis world, how many of them can ensure that they can get points in the hands of Borg, the current number one?

okay.

Now that the competition is just the beginning, these people still think that Borg is invincible.

of course.

In addition to the various audiences mentioned above.

In the corner of the stands, Retru and the others also had something to say.

"'Rising Sun Blade'...'Light Strike'...'Light Strike·Fire Sun'..."

"Wave after wave of offensive attacks..."

"Such a clean game..."

After some analytical whispers, Retru gave his answer.

"It seems that Kitagawa Sora did know Borg in advance."

"He clearly understands Borg's style of play and style."

At one glance, everyone paused.

There is no doubt that several people present, either Borg's teammates or Borg's coaches and agents, are aware of Borg's playing style.

Hunter, prey, hunting, not just talk and look.

The spiritual and oppressive gaze is even more thoughtful and insightful.

At the beginning of the game, make a certain assessment of the opponent's prey, and then start hunting, pursuing a one-shot kill and direct victory.

This is Borg's tennis style.

Simple, direct, capable, ultimate and pure.

However, at this moment, in Letru's view, Kitagawa Sora also understands Borg very well.

The few people who came to understand also cast their gazes away and looked at Borg and Kitagawa Sora on the bench.

Sigmund Pubke even pointed the cane in his hand toward the ground and couldn't help but speak.

"It seems like this guy has been targeting Borg for a long time!"

As the current number one player in the world, Sigmund Pubke is not surprised to be targeted.

But ~
"But how did he do it?"

How do you know Borg so well?
The big demon king who sat high on the throne smiled leisurely and said.

——With money, people, and memory, is it difficult to understand Borg?
……

"Borg!"

"Borg!"

"Borg!"

"Borg, invincible!"

"Kill him hard, Borg!"

"..."

The noisy discussion was temporarily silenced.

The frenzy of sound waves that gradually unified and converged swept across all directions, resounding throughout the sky and echoing endlessly.

Amidst the loud cheers of support, two figures took their positions again on the tennis court.

After the exchange of venues is completed, the ball is also handed over.

On the left half of the field, the still bright bald head attracted a lot of attention, and even Kitagawa Sora on the opposite side paused slightly.

da da da~~~
Compared with Bei Chuan Kong, there was a more heavy sound of hitting the ball, which sounded in Borg's hands.

Call ~
da da da~~~
Gradually, the frenzy of sound waves came to an end, and also disappeared for the time being, waiting for the next wave to come.

At this moment, the focus belongs to Borg.

Under the gaze of everyone, listen to the thunder in a silent place.

Standing with the ball, Borg's aura began to change, and the rising air flow turned into arrogance, faintly centered on Borg, covering the audience.

Call ~
bass!
One raised his head, another raised his eyes, one stared, and the other looked at each other.

In an instant.

At both ends of the court, one on the left and one on the right, the arrogant waves that began to clash in the sky were faintly stirring up the storm.

And this time.

Borg's eyes, which were originally cold and solemn, had once again risen to a new level at this moment.

Those sharp eyes that made people's hearts tremble seemed to freeze the air.

"That look..."

In the corner of the stands, the expression on Coach Retru's face suddenly paused, and his eyes widened slightly.

This is the second time Retrou has seen this kind of eyes that are obviously different from the usual state.

Call ~
"Oh~"

"This look..."

"It's about to begin~"

"Borg!"

On the right half of the field, Kitagawa Sora, who also saw Borg's look, also had his eyes slightly condensed and his mind slightly raised.

"bring it on!"

"I'm... looking forward to it!"

Amidst the changes in aura and the confrontation, Kitagawa Sora also clearly knew that Borg's hunting was about to begin.

Therefore~
this moment.

When Beichuan was filled with excitement.

The same goes for Borg above the left half.

bass!
brush~
The mustard-yellow ball rising into the sky symbolizes Borg's declaration.

In the cold and murderous aura, there was the energy tornado that started to riot.

Swah——

Underneath the tough face.

It was the tennis racket that was swung at extreme speed, the spring-like body that seemed to be released after being pressed to the extreme, and the sudden burst of power.

It was the declaration of death.

"as you wish!"

"The Baptism of the Vortex!"

Boom!
boom!
Boom~~
Boom~~~
"Score works."

"ACE!"

"15-0."

……

(End of this chapter)