Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Chapter 431: Majestic Armor·Susan, Spiritual Body·God of Death

Prepare all the time...

time?

Under the comfort of Retru's slightly inexplicable words, Sigmund Pubke's tense spirit relaxed a lot.

And the word 'time'.

After being stunned for a moment, Pubke's eyes froze as if he suddenly realized something, and then he stared straight in the direction of the tennis court.

Just like Schneider and Bismarck next to them.

The key to this action and reaction is those two inexplicable words.

--time!
Time controlled by the Borg!
……

Call ~
"Borg!"

"Borg! Borg!"

"#￥%&..."

Amidst the loud sound, the horn sounded in the fourth round of the game.

da da da~~~
The sound of hitting the ball sounded again.

Sora Kitagawa, who returned to the left half of the court, lay down in the receiving area with his racket, waiting for the tennis ball to come.

On the right half court, in the baseline service area, Borg, who stepped forward and slightly bowed, rhythmically pressed the mustard yellow ball in his hand.

"Whoo~"

bass!
Between breaths, stare.

hum~
A mysterious and profound aura, with Borg as the center point, began to spread.

Wherever the eyes go, there seems to be an ethereal feeling, and the faint ray of power is extremely mysterious.

And obviously.

Just as Retru said, at that moment no one knew, Borg had already taken action.

Call ~
brush~
Another strong wind blew up, and in the swirling airflow, a mustard-yellow ball was thrown away by Borg's raised hand.

Swah——

Bang!
Under the rioting tennis racket, the power of the vortex that pursues the ultimate bloomed out.

Under the light of the roaring wind tornado, the fourth round officially started.

bass!
"Here it is!"

In the left half of the field, staring at the oncoming whirlpool, Sora Kitagawa had a fiery gaze.

“The atmosphere is just right!”

Amidst the passionate shouting, Kitagawa Sora didn't hesitate at all, jumped down and waved the racket.

The explosion sound exploded.

Amid the hustle and bustle, Sora Kitagawa, immersed in the game, fought back against Borg's whirlpool.

huh~
Under the screams of the resurgent streamer, there were two people engaging in a fierce confrontation.

Bang!
boom!
peng!

Boom!
Amidst the continuous explosions, there was the continuous collision of tennis rackets and tennis balls.

The mustard-yellow ball deformed by force, the shining racket with pen and ink, and the explosive power that erupted wantonly.

And Kitagawa Sora and Borg's fighting spirit, blood and heart began to burn and restlessly.

"の~Ah!!!"

"Uh~ drink!!!"

Boom~
Boom~~
Boom~~~
In the smoke and dust flying in all directions, there were waves of roaring and explosions.

On the tennis court, one on the left and one on the right, are the two sides who are constantly attacking and defending.

……

huh~
Under the screams of flowing light, it was Kitagawa Sora who had already stepped into position.

hum~
Under the raised tennis racket, there was the scarlet eye that was operating to the limit, and the dazzling golden light that shone to the fullest.

There is also the crazy rioting energy tide.

"Ah~ drink!!!"

"Light hits the ball!"

Boom!
huh~
Within the dazzling golden light curtain, an arrow of light was already shooting towards the right half of the field.

Borg, on the other hand, remained cold and solemn.

The swarming muscles mobilized huge and terrifying power to step, jump, beat, and swing.

There was a bang, and in the burst of dull air, there was a stream of light that suddenly turned back and flew back.

……

Swah——

"Dark Shot!"

boom!
huh~
On the suddenly dark tennis court, Borg, with a cold face and warm eyes, swung the racket vigorously amidst the thumping sound of his heart.

The small ball, which had been deformed out of shape by the force, was stagnant for just a moment, and then, like an arrow that had left the string, it took off again.

……

And correspondingly.

Offense and defense are easy, attack versus defense.

In the confrontation on the tennis court, in addition to Sora Kitagawa attacking Borg's defense, there were also times when Borg attacked Sora Kitagawa's defense.

咻叏~
The ball of light flying towards him made Borg stare slightly.

After taking a quick look at the various situations in front of him, Borg instantly found the best path. His aura changed and his power surged.

Swah——

woohoo~~
"Baptism of the Whirlpool"!
jump!
Boom~
Amid the roar, air waves exploded and the space trembled.

In the energy storm, with the intersection of the tennis racket and the tennis ball, the [-]% powerful 'Baptism of the Vortex' appeared under Borg's shot.

Boom~
Boom~~
Like thunder rioting, mountains collapsing and the earth cracking, in the terrifying momentum, Borg exploded with his own strength and hit a terrifying goal.

The extreme power of the vortex almost tore apart everything in front of it.

At this point, Borg, with full firepower, quickly scored several points.

of course.

Kitagawa Sora was not a vegetarian either. After quickly adapting, he quickly received the whirlpool baptism that was [-]% powerful.

……

In the stands, the crowd was noisy and the sound wave was swarming indiscriminately.

On the tennis court, the game is still going on, the confrontation is still going on, and the offensive and defensive momentum is constantly changing.

……

咻叏~
In the baptism of the strong wind, there was a duel with a lively atmosphere.

Swah——

The tennis racket that was swinging at a very fast speed turned into a jade-white silk thread and hit a mustard-yellow ball hard.

Boom!
Boom~
The roar suddenly exploded, and in the surging energy storm, it was like a golden crow sun rising slowly.

——Light ball·Scorching sun!

huh~
In the hot twisted air, the brilliance of the scorching sun descended.

……

Also.

Sora Kitagawa's skills don't stop there.

One skill after another, one move after another, shined one by one under Sora Kitagawa's tennis racket.

Swah——

When he stopped, he saw the phantom tennis racket flying up.

The sudden darkness seemed to plunge the entire tennis court into darkness.

Under Beichuan Kong's call, in the eyes of many people, a crescent moon replaced the scorching sun and descended directly into the world.

Bang!
"Dark Ball·Dark Moon!"

咻叏~
……

After another run and gallop, the power of frost and fire bloomed in Kitagawa Sora's hands.

Swah——

Bang!
"The Mystery of Ice: Egret!"

Boom~
咻叏~
In the rising white mist, the air suddenly became cold.

Under that beam of crystal light was a line of defense that had a faint tendency to freeze.

Swah——

"The Mystery of Fire: Star Flame!"

Boom!
Boom~~
Boom~~~
The monstrous sea of ​​​​fire illuminated the entire stadium red.

The power of the blazing flames is always so explosive, shocking and breathtaking.

……

One after another shocking skills appeared in Sora Kitagawa's hands. Under the tennis racket, the energy storm continued.

The 'Power of Light' that shines brightly, the 'Power of Darkness' that falls in darkness, the 'Power of Frost' that freezes the air, and the 'Power of Fire' that rises hotly.

The power of illusion, the Sharingan, and the immortal body.

In response to the force, Beichuan Kong's hands turned into sharp swords and spears, heading straight towards Borg to attack and kill him.

Just like the waves of the tide, one wave after another, one after another, without any signs of stopping or weakening.

But Borg is not falling behind either.

When attacking, the 'baptism of the whirlpool', whether heavy or light, is not polite. Find the right opportunity and kill with one blow.

And when he was on defense most of the time, it was even better.

It can even be said that the last sound was perfect.

The solid barrier built on the half court is like a wall of sighs, giving a sigh to the endless offensive.

Whether it's a light shot or a dark shot.

Or it could be 'Light Ball·Fire Sun', 'Dark Ball·Dark Moon', 'Ice Secret - White Heron', 'Fire Secret - Star Flame'.

Maybe he can win the score by taking advantage of the suddenness of his debut, or he can score some points in the subsequent time.

But under Borg's tennis racket, everything was quickly cracked.

for a while.

The 'anxious' situation on the tennis court caused the crowd in the stands to turn into waves, making the noise non-stop.

wow~~~
"Borg!"

"Borg! Borg!"

"Borg! Borg! Borg!" "@￥%..."

Of course, the movement of the audience was due to the tense and turbulent mood at that time.

Another reason is that... the scoreboard!

Or rather.

It's the ever-changing game scores and the continuous referee announcements.

"duo~"

"Score works!"

"30-15."

"40-30."

"Borg, lead."

"Game, Borg, score 2-2."

……

"Score works."

"40-30."

"Game, Borg, score 3-2."

"Swap venues."

……

"The outside world."

"40-15."

"Game, Borg, score 4-2."

……

It took more than 20 minutes, and the shouting and madness of the crowd in the stands also lasted for more than 20 minutes.

The three small rounds of the game have already passed.

From the score of 1-2 to the score of 4-2, the situation went from Borg falling behind to Borg taking the lead.

The score announcement, sentence after sentence.

That score after inning.

Those three consecutive winning scores.

No one knows how excited the German tennis players in the stands were.

Many of them don't understand.

For example, the situation and situation on the field.

Kitagawa Sora looked so aggressive, and the skills he kept playing one after another could be described as a wave of attack.

But that's it, so why is Borg constantly winning small games.

And why, under Borg's perfect defense and continuous scoring, Beichuan Kong's tactical style of play is still the same, and he has no intention of changing it at all.

Eight points for offense, one point for scrimmage, and one point for defense.

One game, two games, three games, Kitagawa Sora has always been like this.

And why...

There are so many doubts and questions growing in the hearts of a group of people.

of course.

Under the current situation, in the eyes of these German tennis players, these things no longer matter.

All they need to know is one thing.

That means shouting like crazy, cheering like crazy, being excited and excited like crazy.

wow~~~
"Uuwuwu!!!"

"Borg! Borg! Borg..."

"I knew it! I knew it! Hahaha!!!"

"Win! Win for sure!"

"Play three games in a row, oh wow!!!"

"Invincible! Must win!"

"This is Borg! This is our Borg! This is Germany's Borg! This is the world's number one Borg!"

“@%#￥…%@￥…”

Crazy noise, crazy crowds, crazy mood.

This is the crazy peak showdown right now!
……

A corner of the stands.

Seeing the scoreboard turned to '4-2' under the referee's announcement, Sigmund Pubke's expression reappeared in excitement.

Stamping the cane held tightly with both hands toward the ground, the businessman gentleman who had already seen the hope of victory couldn't help but said excitedly.

"Good job!"

"That's right!"

"Hold on! Hold on!"

"Whoo~"

Pubuke let out a long, hard breath, and his heart relaxed a lot again, and his face looked happy.

He also said that this was the 'Jurgen Barisavage Borg' he knew.

Borg will always only equal victory.

He will always be reassured by the current number one in the world!

Seeing Sigmund Pubke like this, Retru next to him couldn't help but feel a twitch in his heart.

The base's 'talent discovery director' simply couldn't stand it.

However, put Pubk aside.

It didn't affect the relaxation in Retru's eyes.

As for QP, Bismarck and Schneider, they all had expressions of joy, relaxation, or meditation.

In short, the powerful Borg still made them feel at ease.

Subsequently.

After calming down, it was Pubke who started the conversation.

"By the way, Letru~"

"That guy named Sora Kitagawa shouldn't be able to break the 'time loop', right?"

After a single question, Leitruu also restrained his expression and said analytically.

"Under the guidance of previous arrangements, Borg has already trapped Kitagawa Sora in a 'time loop'."

"This kind of exploration reaches the extreme of the power of spiritual will, and also involves the power of 'time'. It should..."

After the word 'should'.

The cautious Retru, following an inexplicable feeling, was speechless and looked directly in the direction of the tennis court.

'Time loop'.

In other words, it is the 'baptism of the spiral'!
It is Borg's current supreme skill. It is a super stunt that is extended and sublimated based on the skill of 'Baptism of the Whirlpool'.

It is foreshadowed by the power of the rotating vortex of 'Baptism of the Whirlpool'.

A time loop constructed with the ultimate power of 'spiritual will' as the core and 'power of time' as the core.

On a mental level, let your opponent ignore the fact that the trick is ineffective.

The brain refuses to be covered by memory and subconsciously reuses its own skills.

In short, this is a powerful force involving time.

At this time.

QP, who was standing nearby, also took over the conversation.

Talk about the analysis and conclusions of the relevant data that you have collected.

"People caught in a 'time loop'."

"You won't even notice the fact that you are losing, and you won't have any impression that you keep repeating the same moves."

"If you continue to endure the 'baptism of the spiral', your mental power will eventually be exhausted, and even the upper limit of the body's endurance will gradually reach earlier."

"In other words, if you continue to sink into the 'time loop', Beichuan Kong will even become weaker and weaker."

Listening to QP's analysis, Pubke's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he became more and more excited and happy.

At this time, Bismarck and Schneider couldn't help but add fuel to the fire.

"It's already 4-2 now, and there are only two small rounds left."

"Don't worry, Director Pubke, Boss Borg will definitely win. It will only take ten minutes at most, hahaha~~~"

Well, in the end it was Schneider, the fool, who grinned and set the flag, completing the achievement of popping champagne and planting the flag at halftime.

As for Sigmund Pubke at this moment~
"Good~"

"Good~"

"Okay~"

Hello three times in a row, smiling happily.

Then well~
The much-anticipated tennis court.

The reappearance of a wall-breaking goal and a changing score made Pubke laugh even more happily.

……

huh~
Boom~
Boom~~
"Score works."

"0-30."

In the seventh round, Kitagawa Sora had the right to serve.

0-30, according to the rules, Sora Kitagawa's '0' and Borg's '30'.

In other words, Sora Kitagawa, who had the right to serve and had the advantage of attacking first, was at a disadvantage.

for a while.

Seeing the tennis ball hit the protective wall again and smashed a crack, the crowd on the stands was already clamoring again.

In this situation, victory is coming.

And this moment.

In a world where illusion and chaos are intertwined and transformed that no one knows.

Beichuan Kong's eyelashes fluttered slightly and he slowly opened his eyes.

……

(End of this chapter)