Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Chapter 458 Prelude to the Realm of God
Just outside the venue, the two Echizen brothers had a conversation on the topic of "who is the most favored son?"

On the tennis court.

With the end of the break.

The venue exchange is complete.

On the basis of 2-3, the sixth round of the game continued to start hotly.

And this time, it was Echizen Nanjiro’s serve.

da da da~~~
The crisp sound of rhythm sounded in the left half.

Under the laughter, as Sora Kitagawa watched intently and waited, with Nanjiro Echizen throwing the ball and starting the shot, the flow started again.

Bang!
boom!
peng!

咻叏~~
Among the air waves that began to surge again were the intertwining of swirling air currents and the raging of the howling wind.

After a round of fighting.

It’s the glory that comes again, the confrontation between Shinsho’s skills.

Of course, afterwards, from the referee's seat outside the sideline, Akutsu's voice sounded from time to time.

"Score works."

"15-0."

"The outside world."

"30-0."

"Inside."

"30-15."

……

After a confrontation, the 'Samurai' and 'Susanoh' walked quickly through the air, holding swords straight up.

In the space of different dimensions, the ancient martial arts dojo and Gao Tianyuan are also being eroded in different directions, and there is no sign of timidity.

for a while.

Using the power of 'unparalleled', Liu Guang struck hard with a powerful and heavy blow, hitting the tennis racket that Sora Kitagawa came up to.

Amidst the scuffing sounds, Kitagawa Sora was once again pushed back and slid backwards by the impact.

Two o'clock.

Take one step forward and you will reach the underworld.

One second, he made a quick attack with a 'Wing of Karasushi Tengu', and the next second, he flashed to the net.

So with a very carefree flick, the tennis racket and the ball touched each other.

The brilliance and spinning force on the racket, coupled with the shaking of the wrist, and a perfect unloading force, made the mustard yellow ball slide along the net, roll down, and bounce lightly on the ground.

Another moment.

Attack quickly, attack fiercely, prepare your thoughts, and mobilize left and right.

On top of the tennis court, there are figures walking horizontally and vertically, and the howling wind is artificial.

of course.

The absolute focus is still Sora Kitagawa and Nanjiro Echizen who are already immersed in the match.

The atmosphere is just right, stand up straight and be passionate.

……

There was noisy excitement outside the stadium from time to time.

Like a strong wind passing by without any impact.

After a slight concentration, Haruka looked at the opposite left half of the field, where Echizen Nanjiro once again expanded the field irregularly.

Beichuan Kong's head tightened slightly.

There is no doubt that the real-time score of 2-3, when the serve was broken first, the direction of the situation has already turned towards Echizen Nanjiro.

And now.

Regardless of the outcome of this round, we still have to play another round.

bass!
A ray of startling light flickered and floated.

Instantly.

There was a buzzing sound, ripples appeared, and in the brilliance, Sora Kitagawa stepped forward to meet the ball, swung the racket quickly, and launched the offensive again.

Swah——

"Prestige—"

in the void.

Following Kitagawa Sora's call from his heart, Susanoo, who was holding a sword and spreading his wings, raised his sword and slashed away the 'samurai' approaching him.

After a floating wing, it turned into a purple-gold airflow cloud.

then.

"grim Reaper!"

hum~
Among the invisible ripples, under the circular air waves, a spiritual body condensed and materialized directly in the void.

Another moment.

Boom~
In the roaring air waves of the explosion, the white spirit bodies and purple gold flowing clouds collided with each other, intertwined and merged.

A terrifying aura rose again and spread out in all directions.

The spiritual body is the God of Death, and the powerful armor is Susan.

This is the end.

Majesty, the God of Death, enter!
shuh~
Boom~~
In the mighty momentum that exploded.

The 'August God of Death' standing in the void with a stern look on his face, his well-jointed palms were already holding the long jade-white sword at his waist.

Haori, the god of death in a handsome suit, automatically made three-point ripples in the absence of wind.

then.

step~
brush~
Open your eyes, stare, be silent, step on.

In the void where the feet were stepping on, there was a ring of ripples, and under the waves, the stern and extraordinary figure had already disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, he had already appeared at the location of the 'Samurai'.

bass!
In an instant, under the gaze.

The two figures in a diagonal direction gradually merged and became one.

The 'August Death God' in the upper left position was among the fluttering Haori coat, and he drew his sword and cut it.

There was a cry, and the bright white sword light, which seemed to be cutting through time and space, was already approaching the face of the 'samurai'.

And instantaneous.

Cang!

In the midst of the lightning and flint, the 'warrior' remained calm in the face of danger, raised his eyes and stared at each other.

Facing the oppressive and killing 'God of Death', a circle of void ripples appeared around the 'Warrior'.

With the sudden movement of drawing the sword, he raised his arms, bent his knees and squatted down, then stopped the bright white katana in front of his face.

clang~
Dangdang~~
dangdangdang~~~
In an instant, the sword flashed and light shone in all directions.

Faintly, in the sudden and violent shock ripples, there were dozens of confrontations.

The bright light reflected from the sharp blade reflected the faces of the 'Dignified Death God' and the 'Samurai'.

The eyebrows and eyes meet each other.

The cold and handsome "Kitagawa Sora" and the sharp-edged "Echizen Nanjiro" formed a sharp contrast.

One, in the past, had a smile on his lips, a light smile, was gentle and friendly to others, and handled things with ease.

One, on the other hand, is usually wild and carefree, cares about his own affairs, is frivolous, and likes to joke around.

Unthinkable.

This existence reflected from the heart has an extraordinary bearing.

Call ~
urin~
Gradually, the sound dissipated into nothingness.

In the void, the movement gradually subsided.

After the battle between the 'Samurai' and the 'August Death' ended, they returned to their respective areas, one on the left and the other on the right.

On the left, in the ancient martial arts field, the 'samurai' holds a samurai sword in his hand, placed obliquely by his side.

On the right, the God of Death, Haori, was flying. The 'Awesome God of Death' was flying in the sky but still, its long sword covered in bright white light, but it had already been returned to its sheath.

The confrontation is over.

And the final result.

chah~
A small sound of tearing soap cloth sounded here.

A cut mark appeared directly at the corner of the robe between the samurai's right hand holding the sword.

obviously.

The result of this confrontation has come out.

……

Call ~
woohoo~~
woohoo~~~
The cold wind blew and the smoke and dust dissipated.

The big flag rustled, the treetops rustled, and the branches and leaves swayed in the wind.

There is also the noisy atmosphere on the tennis court that has temporarily stopped again.

On the left half of the court, Echizen Nanjiro lifted the tennis racket in his hand and looked back at the left field corner and behind him.

The deep mark and the mustard-yellow ball that stopped rolling were the result of the previous confrontation.

On the right half of the court, Kitagawa Sora stood with his racket in hand and let out a breath of hot air.

The tennis racket in his hand rotated in the air, forming a jade-white ring on its own.

In his demeanor, he has his own style.

timely.

On the referee's bench, Akutsu's voice rang out again.

"Score works."

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

After summoning the 'Spirit Death' and using the full power of Susanoo.

With the power of 'Awesome Death God', Kitagawa Sora responded directly.

He broke Echizen Nanjiro's serve and brought the score to 3-3, making it evenly divided again.

for a while.

On the tennis court, in the respite atmosphere, Kitagawa Sora and Echizen Nanjiro were silent and silent.

In this increasingly serious situation, he adjusted his state and prepared for the next confrontation.

And this moment.

The crowd gathered outside the court was no longer calm and noisy again because of the changing game situation on the tennis court.

wow~~~
"Ah~"

"wawa~~"

"So handsome~~~"

“@#￥W#$6……”

The little ones who care more about appearance cannot see the inside like the high school and junior high school students next to them.

on the field.

It's getting faster and faster, even to the point where the ball speed can't be seen clearly.It was getting louder and louder, even reaching the point where it made the barbed wire tremble and make a loud noise.

There are also two figures that flash even more handsomely and unrestrainedly, completely dazzling people.

as well as……

Many appearance factors, but the little ones react violently.

Especially Horio Satoshi, the withered great immortal, can be said to be leading the way with his shocking and violent reactions.

Ok.

He is simply the person responsible for the atmosphere in the audience area~
As for the other party, he can see everyone inside.

wow~~~
Yuezhi Yueguang, who rarely talks, can't help but express his feelings.

"The ball speed just now was already a bit..."

At this moment, Ochi Moonlight, who spoke coldly, had a silent expression on his face, and everyone beside him couldn't help but move their eyes slightly.

In terms of ball speed, Yuezhi Yueguang is undoubtedly one of the most vocal people among the people present.

And just now.

Everyone present witnessed the 'quick attack' duel between Kitagawa Sora and Echizen Nanjiro.

It was only then that everyone seemed to have reacted to the terrifying ball speed.

After a while of silence.

The always 'intelligent' Irie Kando is no longer performing now.

His eyes are burning and his heart is yearning.

"The offensive just now..."

"Everyone here can only survive with one hand at most~"

The number in one hand is five.

And whose offensive was it just now?
There is not even a subdivision, whether it is Kitagawa Sora or Echizen Nanjiro, they are all included, no matter who it is.

After hearing Irie Kanata's analysis, everyone looked around, but no one responded.

Obviously, everyone is very aware of reality.

Even after experiencing the baptism of the World Championship, at this moment, facing these two legends on the field, none of them had the confidence to dare to claim victory.

That heavy feeling of oppression is like a huge mountain or an endless deep ocean. Only by feeling it personally can you truly understand it.

And this time.

Right corner.

Echizen Ryuya, who did not speak, turned his head again and looked into the barbed wire fence.

The eyes are faint, and there is a word in the heart.

"It's still early……"

Compared to the rest of the people.

Echizen Ryuya, who needs to know more about Echizen Minamijiro, is the one who knows the horror of these two people on the field the most~
……

then.

On the tennis court, the game continues to sound.

The ball rights were exchanged, and Sora Kitagawa got the right to serve. On the right half of the court, the rhythm of click click sounded again.

immediately.

Echizen Minamijiro, who restrained his smile, waited for the crisp sound of explosion in the air while staring slightly.

Bang!
咻叏~
Amidst the sound, a stream of arrows glowing with purple-gold light broke through the shackles of the air and came straight towards them.

And in the mood that everyone mobilized more and more.

On the left half of the court, with a sound of stepping, Nanjiro Echizen jumped up with his footsteps towards the ground, and also caused a slap shot.

step~
Swah——

The tennis racket swings extremely fast, and the mustard-yellow ball meets with great speed.

The fleeting stream of light suddenly burst into flames, and the circular air wave suddenly exploded.

The roaring wind that ravaged the stadium, the Kamaita air blade that split the air.

Then, there was a roaring noise outside the barbed wire fence again, and two figures running on the court inside the barbed wire fence.

The emotions converged, and the two gradually entered a serious state.

One on the left, one on the right, their eyes met and collided, two people showing off their respective charms.

bass!
boom!
——Echizen Minamijiro!

——Kitagawa Sora!

In the violently rising hot atmosphere, there were continuous explosion sounds, one after another.

Bang!
boom!
peng!

Boom!
Boom~~
Boom~~~
Speeding and flying, the light is shining, the phantom is like the wind, and the air current is swirling.

that's it.

Nearly 8 minutes passed by in a blink of an eye.

And this one.

On the referee's bench on the sidelines, Akutsu, who was also watching the game very seriously, shouted loudly one after another.

The more important score report is to go through it twice.

……

"Score works."

"Game, Sora Kitagawa, score 4-3."

"Swap venues."

……

"Score works."

"Game, Echizen Nanjiro, score 4-4."

……

After an increasingly heated confrontation, the two small rounds passed.

However, they each maintained serve, and the scores continued to be even, from the previous 3-3 to 4-4.

The seventh round.

Sora Kitagawa's serve.

With a little initiative, Kitagawa Sora resolutely took the lead in launching an attack and launched his own tide offensive.

Under the "powerful attire of the God of Death", he draws his sword and "dances".

In Gaotianyuan, the 'Sword of Gaotian' fell.

There is the 'Secret Meaning: God-Slaying', where you can leap forward and instantly destroy all the restraints in front of you.

In the increasingly fiery atmosphere, in response to the exclamations of the crowd outside the court, Kitagawa Sora went forward without hesitation, once again reversed the situation and the direction of the wind, and returned to maintaining his serve.

And after.

After the exchange of venues, in the eighth round, Nanjiro Echizen served.

Echizen Nanjiro, who had restrained his laughter for a long time, had an air of seriousness.

The sharp eyes, the high bridge of the nose, the weathered face, the elegant samurai uniform that sets off the body, the snow-white bright silver samurai sword at the waist...

Under the command of the extra handsome Nanjiro Echizen, the 'samurai' who is exceptionally handsome every day walks forward in the ancient martial arts dojo.

Between reality and reality, all actions are impermanent.

The real thing is to cut, the virtual thing is to swim.

Amid everyone's renewed exclamations, Echizen Nanjiro also showed off another kind of impermanent power - Hollow Yu.

It is ever-changing and unpredictable, and nothing can capture it.

A samurai attack, which changed every time, caught Kitagawa Sora off guard for a moment, and in a series of attacks, he penetrated Kitagawa Sora's defense line.

Also.

Under the brilliance of the three heavenly clothes, there is an 'unparalleled' sword.

The three kinds of brilliance that shone in succession were directly played out in the hands of Echizen Nanjiro.

Paired with the Impermanence of All Things and Unparalleled Ancient and Modern, Kitagawa Sora's intention to break the serve was in vain.

……

Call ~
woohoo~~
woohoo~~~
On the field, with the passage of time, the soaring atmosphere that had been temporarily suspended began to move again.

The ninth round is almost over.

"Whoo~"

A breath of hot breath was exhaled, filled with a hint of coolness.

Above the left half.

Sora Kitagawa walked towards the baseline serving position, tapping and pressing the mustard yellow ball in his hand as he walked.

da da da~~~
The crisp sound of the rhythm became the focus at this moment.

Everyone outside the field cast their gazes.

On the right half of the field, Nanjiro Echizen is moving with two eyes.

Bass~
In the intersection in the air, there seems to be communication inside what others don't know.

Subsequently.

In amusement, Echizen Nanjiro's loud voice rang out.

"You boy~"

"Not honest at all~"

"Looking at you like this, you must have already entered that realm, right?"

Seeing that Kitagawa Sora, who had already reached the ninth round of the match, but was still calm and in the same mood, Echizen Nanjiro also had a clear understanding in his heart.

Or rather.

During the analysis, it had been predicted for a long time, but now it is almost confirmed.

Sure enough~
In the left half of the field, under the outline of the corner of the mouth, in the familiar smile, Kitagawa Sora's high-spirited voice sounded.

"If you hadn't stepped into the 'realm of God'..."

"I won't challenge you right now~"

"Senior~"

Amidst the pleasant smiles, the two people looked at each other again.

As for off the field.

At this moment, everyone was stunned.

For a moment, his eyes moved slightly.

Just now, an unusual term seemed to have passed through their ears.

——The Realm of God...

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ps: Off topic, I think I am about to get infected. My mother had symptoms first, and my father had severe body pain and fever last night.

ps: There are only about two or three chapters left, and I don’t know if it can be updated and completed in an orderly manner.

ps: In short, I hope you guys can understand, I can only try my best~
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