Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Chapter 435 Return to Neon, meet again after a long separation

Call ~
woohoo~~
woohoo~~~
Nearly [-] meters in the sky, the cold wind howled.

A private plane taking off from Germany was about to arrive in Neon after a night of sailing.

At this moment, it is the dawn time.

Amidst the turbulence of the sea of ​​clouds and mist, a ray of brilliant light bloomed, passing through many obstacles and descending on this world.

Tokyo's Haneda International Airport is already approaching.

Through the window, looking at the sea of ​​clouds and the glow, the fairyland-like scenery can't help but make people feel peaceful and relaxed.

However at this time.

Sitting in this luxurious private jet, Kitagawa Sora's sea of ​​soul, which was unshakable on the court, had rare ripples.

"It's almost here..."

Traveling around the world, challenging all parties, fighting for many years, and fighting countless fierce battles.

But now, after returning from the wind, he is still an ordinary young traveler.

Different from the New Year holiday a few months ago, this time, the journey around the world is over.

Grandpa and sister at home.

My friends from school, Tezuka, Fuji, Miki, Kawamura, Oishi, Kikumaru...

Guys from other schools, Yukimura, Sanada, Shiraishi, Atobe...

Makakureiko, who had accepted the invitation before, started busy with club-related matters.

Mamoru Inoue, a reporter who has begun to develop into an author, is serializing "The New Prince of Tennis: Legend of Another World".

Many acquaintances are here~
So say~
"I'm back~"

"Friends~"

A familiar and reassuring smile appeared on Kitagawa Sora's lips and eyebrows.

Call ~
A ray of breeze came and brought back the boy he was before.

……

Time goes by, the hands on the clock keep turning, and hours pass by.

Let’s not talk about neon for now.

Location changes.

Berlin, Germany, which has an eight-hour time difference, is also gradually waking up as the morning light falls.

Different from the gradually warming weather of neon lights, the cold wind is still blowing in this city dominated by cool tones.

Among the U17 bases.

As the sky breaks and the birds sing, the U17 members in the room wake up from their sleep one after another.

Even Borg is no exception.

Call ~
brush~
da~
Amidst the noise, Berg got out of bed and came to sit next to the window.

With a click, the window opened.

By the cold breeze coming through the window, the fresh air at dawn.

Borg, who stood tall and strong, looked at the scenery outside the window and recalled yesterday's match with Kitagawa Sora. He couldn't help but feel slightly in a trance and his thoughts were wandering.

Active world No. [-]?

Huh~
"I lost..."

After pondering for a while, Borg turned his head slightly and looked at the table next to him, where a tennis racket was placed.

A tennis racket had a hole in the middle, the net was broken, the strings were broken, and there was a big gap.

A tennis racket destined to be deeply remembered by Borg and unforgettable.

A tennis racket that greeted Sora Kitagawa's last ball yesterday.

"The future..."

Shen Ning reached out, took the tennis racket in her hand, and put it in front of her eyes.

I looked at it, looked at it again, and looked at it again.

At last.

"duo~"

He took out his cell phone and broadcast the call.

After waiting for the other party to connect, Borg shouted in a deep voice.

"Pubuk, good morning."

"Good morning, Borg."

Before Borg could tell him the purpose of the call, Pubke on the opposite side directly said something loud.

"By the way, Borg, how is your recovery going? Is it okay?"

"I have already arranged the matter of losing the game yesterday. A dedicated team will be responsible for the relevant public relations guidance, and the negative impact will be minimized."

"In terms of commercial value, you don't have to worry. We will have a series of operations and plans next."

"And I went to check, that Beichuan Kong is not a professional player at all, so you are still active in the world's number one."

"And yesterday's match was just a private duel. We can also call it a training friendly match. Your ranking on the ATP will not be affected at all."

"Whoo~"

"It's such a blessing."

On the other end of the phone, the voice continued to ring, urgent and fast.

Borg did not interrupt immediately. He quietly looked at the scenery outside the window and listened politely to Pubke's continued words.

"You should rest well now. We have a flight in the afternoon."

"Didn't I abandon Australia's Gold Award Invitational Tournament in my previous choice?"

"Now I think the time can still be arranged."

"Recently, you need to participate in more open tournaments and invitational tournaments to consolidate your position."

"And it can also cooperate with the actions of the public relations side."

Sentence after sentence, without pause.

And when Pubke's words finally came to an end, Borg finally had something to say.

Looking out the window, the cold wind blew.

Feeling the beauty of nature, Berg held his mobile phone and said to Pubke.

"Pubke, please stop all those invitational tournaments and open tournaments for the time being."

"Well, okay, as long as you agree..."

"Uh-huh!!!"

"What did you just say? Borg?"

For the first time, Pubke didn't react.

But then, the old gentleman ushered in a moment of confusion. Amidst a series of surprises, he asked Borg.

And obviously, Borg has woken up.

And I just said it after thinking about it carefully.

"All travel is stopped."

After confirming again, Borg just talked about his follow-up arrangements.

"I will practice for a period of time."

"until……"

"After I think it's OK, I can continue to arrange the itinerary."

Call ~
"Whoo~"

"..."

The sound of wind, breathing, and silence.

then,

"Borg..."

"Pubuk!"

You said something, I said something, and after calling each other, Pubke's response sounded in Borg's ears.

"I understand, Borg!"

"You will still be number one in the world, right?"

"Don't worry, Pubuke, the number one in the world will still be ours!"

After those last words, the call was hung up and a beep sounded.

Looking out the window quietly, Borg's eyes drifted to the sky, the boundless skyline.

Sora Kitagawa is not a recorded professional player?

Is he still the current number one in the world?

A private friendly match?

ATP ranking?

hehe~
Borg has his own pride, and he doesn't even bother to do such self-deception.

What he needs to do now is to put down all the trivial things and return to the purity he once had.

Practice hard and become stronger.

until……

With true victory, take back everything you lost.

Including the world's number one throne!
And luckily.

Although he tasted defeat in yesterday's match against Sora Kitagawa, Borg's gains were not small.

Recovering the dust-laden power - not to mention the 'Glory of Aichi'.

With a bold attempt, he found his future path in tennis.

——A person’s ability to resonate!
The 'Baptism of the Spiral' interweaves and resonates with the 'Glory of Aichi', sublimating the cage of time and achieving the 'infinite cycle'.

Even though yesterday was just a coincidence and a flash of inspiration.

To truly master the power of 'infinite loop', Borg still needs to spend more time and energy.

Or even capture that ray of spiritual light again.

but!

He has already seen the road to the future!

bass!
"Kitagawa Sora!"

Gradually, a gleam of startling light appeared in Borg's deep and solemn eyes. …

The sun sets in the western mountain sky, taking away the warm yang energy.

The arrival of dusk brings a splendid color.

There are thousands of clouds and the breeze blows.

Tokyo, east of the city, Kitagawa Residence.

squeak~
With a soft sound, the door opened, and a beautiful figure walked into the house at the entrance.

And Kitagawa Sora, who was wearing an apron in addition to his daily clothes, also poked his head out of the kitchen.

A gentle smile sounded slowly.

"Welcome back~"

"Empty~"

Under a soft call, Beichuan Xue was slightly stunned.

Because he wanted to give Beichuan Xue a surprise, Beichuan Sora deliberately hid the news of his return.

for a while.

As the two looked at each other from a distance, the atmosphere in the room heated up rapidly.

The light seemed to be getting warmer.

Tata~~
Putting the dishes in his hands on the table, Kitagawa Sora stepped forward, and without moving his eyes, he came to Kitagawa Snow.

With a gentle smile, he bent down and knelt down.

As Beichuan Xue followed her eyes, Beichuan Sora stretched out his hands to the pair of jade feet, and then gently took off the small leather shoes on Beichuan Xue's feet.

"Empty~"

At another call from Beichuan Xue, Beichuan Kong straightened up and pulled Beichuan Xue towards the sink.

"Let's go~"

"Wash up and get ready."

"There will be a love dinner tonight."

Hearing this, Beichuan Xue couldn't help but smile, her brows and eyes bloomed with joy, just like a little girl waiting for candy.

"It's the Chinese dinner specially prepared by Kong~"

The soft and waxy voice made Beichuan Sora's lips curl up.

"Of course~"

"It's just like before~"

One of the daily routines for two people to get along is the Chinese love dishes specially prepared by Kitagawa Sora.

wow~~~
After the sound of water running, Beichuan Xue, who had finished washing, came to the dining table.

Step forward and smile quietly.

With a smile of joy that could be seen at a glance, he stretched out his hands and hugged Kitagawa Sora.

Feeling the warmth, the jade-like chin was placed on the neck and shoulders.

Slightly closing his eyes, he murmured faintly.

"Welcome home~"

"Empty~"

……

Time, entering the middle of April.

Kitagawa Sora returned home, and after going about his daily routine, he once again headed towards the center of Youth Academy Junior Center on a sunny morning.

Of course, not going to school.

Although Kitagawa Sora is nominally... ahem, he is still a junior high school student in essence.

But the work on 'tennis' was not finished yet, and Sora Kitagawa had no intention of continuing to go to school and attend classes every day.

Therefore, there is no such thing as going to school with peace of mind.

I just wanted to go to Youth Academy to meet those friends.

ding dong~
The bell rings and morning class begins.

At the teacher's gesture, Kitagawa walked into the classroom.

"Then~"

"Good morning, everyone."

"Long time no see~"

Come to the podium.

There was still that familiar smile, and the loud voice sounded. Kitagawa Sora looked at the classmates below with a smile, and said hello cordially.

And obviously.

The moment Kitagawa Sora appeared.

The man with Mediterranean hair who was also standing on the podium next to Kitagawa Sora was directly ignored by the cuties in the classroom.

wow~~~
"Ahhh~~~"

"Uwuwu~~~"

"Oh oh oh~~~"

“@#%#%……@#￥Y&……”

"It's Kitagawa Sora!"

“He’s actually back!!!”

"Wow~ So handsome~~~"

"Here I go, it's really the legendary demon king!!!"

"..."

Hear the sound and move, cast your gaze, and the eyes meet.

Suddenly, the little cuties sitting below became excited and excited, talking to each other and screaming loudly.

All of a sudden, the classroom of Class [-], Grade [-] was filled with a sea of ​​boiling sounds.

Amid the commotion, there were eyes that began to shine.

There are beautiful girls one after another.

The moment I saw Kitagawa Sora, I was fascinated by his outstanding sunshine and handsomeness.

Just like the hem of the uniform skirt fluttering in the wind, the whole group of girls couldn't help but feel excited.

There was another boy after another.

Whether it's shock or anger.

There are those who admire, those who are not convinced, those who yearn for, those who admire, and those who are not angry.

In short.

Without any surprise, Kitagawa Soraza has become a popular figure in Seishen Academy, the kind he lives in legend.

In this world named 'Tennis'.

Most people who pay attention to tennis are more or less aware of the turmoil Sora Kitagawa made in the world of football.

And a small number of people who don't pay much attention to tennis have heard scattered rumors about the Qingxue Tennis Club and Kitagawa Sora.

A tennis club that has been reborn from the ashes, a tennis club that has dominated the country for two consecutive years, a tennis club that is unparalleled in the limelight, a tennis club that has created brilliance.

And all of this starts with the boy who appeared today.

Although Kitagawa Sora has disappeared from Youth Academy for more than a year, it is precisely because of this that it becomes even more legendary.

And in this hustle and bustle.

There were two relatively quiet figures, who had already stared at Bei Chuankong from a distance.

It's Tezuka Kunimitsu who still maintains his iceberg poker face, and Fuji Shusuke who smiles with narrowed eyes.

Well, although the two are not in the same class in the original work.

But now, due to the butterfly effect, after the two of them reached the third grade, they also came to the same class.

In classrooms.

After a while of looking at each other, under the greeting of the Mediterranean boss, the hustle and bustle paused.

On the other hand, the three of them gestured and greeted each other.

Tezuka, on his part, nodded calmly.

On Fuji's side, he smiled and whispered: "Welcome back~"

……

between classes.

The three of them gathered together again, just like the three big men of Qingxue who reunited in the first grade.

"Looking at you like this, you might as well not be ready to come back to class~"

Glancing at Kitagawa Sora's desk, Fuji smiled knowingly.

No way, it's too obvious.

Bei Chuankong came over for a few days, and he brought a few textbooks for today's class.I don't bring any more than that.

Hearing this, Beichuan Kong smiled back.

"There is still some unfinished business."

"Come back to school later."

At this time, Tezuka said sharply.

"Going to U17?"

"Well, I have to go on a journey."

"There, there is still a match waiting for me that has been promised for a long time."

Put your hands together and cross them in your mind.

Under the leisurely and gentle smile, Beichuan Kong thought of the agreement he made with Byodo-in Phoenix on the Heart Cliff in the back mountain.

That unfinished revenge game.

Now that the time has come, there should be a result.

Equality House!
Phoenix!

……

(End of this chapter)