Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Chapter 304 Sleeping Maori, the beginning and the end

"Meeting gifts and showing off..."

"It's not enough to destroy my will to fight, Beichuan!!!"

"Ah ~ drink ~"

After a soft drink, staring at Kitagawa Sora standing proudly on the right half, Mori Jusaburo's eyes surged with fighting spirit, and the tennis ball flew high again.

Swish!
Bang!
With a crisp sound, the yellow stream of light flashed and flew towards Beichuan Kong.

The target placement point is the right half of the service area, the inverted triangle position, and the outside line of the ball.

And for such a serve, Kitagawa Sora's gift in return is...

"Copying Technique: Divine Hiding!"

Bang!
咻叏~
The extremely fast swing of the tennis racket left an illusory afterimage in the air, and the sudden explosion and bombardment made a loud sound.

A stream of light that screamed at extremely fast speeds went straight to Juzaburo Mori, making his face darken, dignified and serious.

"Ah~ drink!"

Amid the low cheers of encouragement, it was Jusaburo Mori's eyes that began to flash with fright, and the sudden swing of his tennis racket.

boom!
With a loud noise, the tennis ball bounced off the ground and entered the 'hidden' state, and was directly captured by Mori Jusaburo in the void.

With one swing, the counterattack was completed.

"Hey, Chitose, look, this time it's your 'Shenyin'~"

"No, it's your 'Shenyin'~"

At Kyushu Shishile Middle School, Chitose Chisato responded to the astonished words of a tennis club senior.

When a unique skill can be used by anyone, it is undoubtedly depressing for the original developer.

Even if he is thousands of years old, he is no exception.

While the audience in the stands were engaged in heated discussions, the duel on the tennis court continued.

……

"Hey~ Atobe, this time it's your 'Waltz to Destruction'."

"Hehe~"

On the Hyotei side, the words of Yushi Ninzu and Uncle Atobe sounded, which were their daily jokes and arrogance.

……

At Shitenbao Temple, the funny duo, Hara Tetsuya and Hei Shanzhi, are also laughing.

"This time it's your 'bullet'. It's really good luck to be selected by Beichuan. Tsk tsk tsk."

"Ahem, I'm still with you, so there's no need to be so disrespectful, right?"

The deliberate teasing in Yuan Tetsuya's words made Pingshan helpless.

He even couldn't help but start to wonder whether it was because he, the minister, couldn't lift a knife anymore, or Yuan Zheye had become more courageous.

……

This is the Qingxue rest area.

"Hey, look, it's Fuji's 'Flying Swallow Returns to the Nest'."

"Hmm~"

After resting for a while, Kikumaru, who had recovered and was full of energy again, jumped up and shouted.

Let Fuji respond with a smile.

And then the words.

"That pose!"

Under Inui Sadaharu's glasses, there was Fujikuma's happy smile.

"en~"

"This goal should be Tsukasa's 'Zero'."

Turning his head, he looked around and caught Tezuka's gaze.

"Ah."

"It's a Type Zero."

The answer was as always, Iceberg Poker Face, Tezuka Kunimitsu.

Well, when facing Fuji, it was a little better. No, I said a few more words.

……

huh~~~
On the tennis court, the wind roared again.

In the boiling atmosphere, there was noisy discussion that resounded throughout the entire venue.

Under everyone's attention, it was Sora Kitagawa who had already arrived at the net, guided the tennis racket to the left, and made a cutting motion from top left to bottom right, hitting everything cleanly.

Bang~ba~
huh~
Bang~呲呲呲~~~
There was a soft friction sound, and the tennis ball appeared on the left half of the court.

Under the deep gaze of Mori Jusaburo.

The tennis ball, which was close to the net and fell straight down, started to rub against the ground after it came into contact with it, and then rolled slowly towards the direction of the net.

Sharingan·Copy Technique·Zero Slash!

"Type Zero!"

"hateful!"

In a whisper with a hint of unwillingness, Jusaburo Mori could only choose to accept the reality and listen to the score report from the referee.

"Score works."

"15-40."

……

Da~da~da~~~
In the left half, the rhythm of the ball rang out. While bowing to adjust his condition, Mori Jusaburo thought about the game just now.

The two consecutive goals lost were the attack horn that Kitagawa Sona gradually sounded.

"Whoo~"

"Beichuan's offensive has just begun and is so fierce... we can't let him continue like this!"

How could Mori Juzaburo not know about the snowball effect.

Looking at Sora Kitagawa who was gradually gaining momentum, Jusaburo Mori knew that he had to interrupt it.

On the other hand.

The issue of active offense and passive defense is also very important. Let Kitagawa Sora attack as much as he wants, such a stupid thing, Mori Jusaburo cannot do it.

Therefore.

After staring at Sora Kitagawa in the right half, Jusaburo Mori turned his head and took a deep look at the sidelines.

Then...slowly closed his eyes.

Listen to the world quietly.

The howling of the wind, the flowing of clouds, the flow of light, the swaying of treetops and leaves, the surging passion of spectators in the stands from all directions...

Gradually, Mouri Juzaburo's mind converged in his body from the outside to the inside, and there seemed to be a faint thread connecting the heaven, earth and nature.

hum~
A layer of hazy light shimmered directly on the body of Mouri Juzaburo.

In the end, I only heard Mori Jusaburo's words that seemed to be from the heart, but also seemed to be whispered, and they sounded directly.

"For the next game, please allow me... to sleep for a while!"

bass!
Deng!
click!
In an instant, with the actions of Mori Jusaburo, the atmosphere of the whole place suddenly changed.

On the right half of the court, Kitagawa Sora, who was ready to receive the serve, suddenly focused his eyes.

"So...it's the one who 'sleeps'..."

A smile traced its lips.

"I didn't expect that now you have already understood this trick, the next generation of flag bearer, the sleeping Mori Jusaburo!"

Recalling the first appearance of the 'sleep' move in the original plot and various corresponding comments, Sora Kitagawa's heart aroused a strong interest.

Because it was the emergence of this move that gave Mori Juzaburo the title of 'the next generation of flag bearer'.

……

From the coaching bench on the sidelines, after seeing Juzaburo Mouri's actions, Yukimura Seiichi also perked up, with complex expressions appearing in his eyes.

A touch of worry, a touch of expectation, a touch of blessing, a touch of inexplicable seriousness...

As for Liu Renji in the rest area, he stretched his body again and stared in the direction of the tennis court.

"Senior Maori!"

"No hesitation..."

The words are full of complexity.

Just because Mori Kosaburo is using 'sleep' now, it can only be said that he has just realized it not long ago, and there is no so-called stability.

One or two of them need to be carefully explored and studied by Mori Juzaburo.

How is the loss?Are there any serious 'debuff' effects?Are there any permanent physical or mental effects on tennis players?
But now, facing a powerful enemy, Tousaburo Mori used it directly.

At this moment, Yanagi Renji once again felt the determination of Mori Jusaburo after undergoing baptism, evolution and rebirth.

The current Mori Juzaburo is no longer the former Mori Juzaburo.

For himself, for Li Haidai, for the glory of the championship, and for the final victory, Mori Jusaburo is fighting hard!

……

Of course, compared to the few people who knew the inside story, the audience in the stands were a little confused.

"Ah, what did that guy say just now? Sleeping?"

"Hey, hey, no, why did you start sleeping?"

"What the hell is that Tachikai Dai Mouri doing?"

All of a sudden, complaints and doubts came one after another.

Under the words, he gradually became speechless.

As if a group fight was about to begin, a deafening grunting sound was heard amidst the intense exchanges, coupled with a motionless hero.

That feeling is so sour.

Of course, many viewers guessed the truth.

"Could it be that……"

"Is that Maori going to use his ultimate move?"

"new skill!"

"The exciting part is coming!"

……

Call ~
The wind blows, the mind is calm, the mind is peaceful, and the breathing is gentle.

Quietly looking at Mori Juzaburo opposite, Kitagawa Sora was waiting for the 'surprise' to arrive.

Sure enough, even in the more crucial finals, Kitagawa Sora still prefers games with a little more elements of struggle compared to the mediocre horizontal pushing and crushing rounds.

And just how strong the 'Sleeping Mori Jusaburo' will become is what Sora Kitagawa is looking forward to seeing and experiencing.

After all, in another field, there is a famous "Sleeping Kogoro Mori".As a member of the Maori family and also the owner of the title of 'Sleeping', Kosaburo Mori should be quite capable.

"bring it on!"

"Sleeping Mori-senpai!"

Amid the shouts of laughter, what responded to Beichuan Kong was a streamer of a comet galloping from the left half of the field.

……

Sleeping, a powerful secret skill that is quite amazing but not very scientific.

It can put the body into a dormant state of deep sleep, and in unconscious actions, it can tap into the deep potential of the body and attack the opponent in a super-amplified state.

To put it more fantasy-wise, at this time, Juzaburo Mori 'summoned' another version of himself.

Another super powerful self - the sleeping Maori!

Therefore...

boom!
咻叏~
Bang~da da da~~~
Amidst a series of sounds, a golden stream of light flashed across the right half, causing a commotion in the audience.

The shocked and confused expressions were clearly visible.

Just now, facing Sora Kitagawa's powerful volley, Jusaburo Mori used a shameful waltz-like gesture to hit a speeding ball that directly broke through Sora Kitagawa's defense and scored in return.

The strange scenes moving towards the screen one after another overwhelmed the audience in the stands.

The 'Sleeping Mori' who suddenly became extremely brave, the weird and extremely shameful batting posture, Kitagawa Sora who was suddenly broken...

"Something's wrong! Something's wrong! Something's wrong!"

Three "something's wrong" words in a row express the inner doubts and confusion of audience A.

"Logically speaking, a counterattack with that kind of posture shouldn't have much power. It's already very unscientific to be able to hit the tennis ball back."

"But that return shot just now, that speed, that power... I can't figure it out no matter how hard I think about it... It shouldn't be..."

Under normal circumstances, according to the scientific view of tennis, the posture of exerting force and so on must comply with common sense.

As for Mori Juzaburo's 'back to body', 'one foot on the ground', 'arms outstretched', 'smiling'...

Just do a waltz, swan dance or something like that, and you will never be able to hit that kind of powerful shot.

But now...

After a long silence, an audience member revealed the truth.

"Maybe...this is the world of tennis!"

……

"Score works."

"30-40."

When the referee announced the score, Kitagawa Sora turned his head briefly and glanced at the tennis ball behind him.

The tennis ball mark on the front side of the left foot is clearly visible.

The power of the ball just now made Sora Kitagawa feel eager to try for the first time in a long time.

Looking at the 'sleeping' Mori Juzaburo opposite, Kitagawa Sora was very excited.

"Come again!"

boo~
A burst of bubbles sounded, seemingly in response.

Immediately, in the left half, following his subconscious, Mori Jusaburo started serving again.

brush!
Under that extremely stretched body posture, the tennis ball flew high into the air from Mori Jusaburo's left hand.

Call ~
The tennis racket moves at a high speed, whipping up the wind.

Bang!
Amidst the explosion and sound, a stream of light rushed out.

The speed is extremely fast, like a yellow flash, and the power is so powerful that the constraints of space and wind seem to be non-existent, and the violent rotation on the tennis ball is even more compelling.

"Good come!"

With a smile blooming, Kitagawa Sora took the shot and began another duel with the "sleeping Mori Jusaburo".

……

Bang!
Stepping, shifting, turning sideways, stopping, swinging the tennis racket, with a bang, the tennis ball was hit back, leaving only afterimages.

……

boom!
With a crisp sound, facing Kitagawa Sora's powerful attack, Mouri Jusaburo completed a perfect counterattack in another wonderful gesture.

The extremely powerful chasing ball that went straight to Kitagawa Sora's left foot was extremely powerful.

……

Boom!
peng!

Two voices suddenly appeared, one after the other, shocking everyone.

Amidst the crackling sound, there was a super brutal smash by Bei Chuankong leaping into the air.

Under the heavy and crisp sound, it was Tokusaburo Mori who held the tennis racket in front of him with both hands. In a slightly "gorgeous" posture, he faced Sora Kitagawa's smash ball and completed another counterattack to score.

What's even more subtle is that the gesture and the principle behind it are vaguely related to the 'brown bear falling into the trap' and 'unicorn landing'.

However, none of this matters.

For the spectators in the stands, what's more important is that Jusaburo Mori scored again.

"Score works."

"40-40."

wow~~~
"Ahhh~~~"

"Hit back again, scored again, and broke through the big devil's defense again!"

"Mouri Juzaburo in this state is so strong and powerful!"

"The name of this secret skill seems to be 'sleep', right? It's indeed the 'Sleeping Maori'!!!"

"Have you seen it? The gestures of fighting back are simply amazing!"

"Tennis... is really amazing~~~"

After such emotion, the audience's attention came to the situation of the game.

"By the way, the score has been evened to '40-40', does Jusaburo Mori have a chance..."

Although he didn't finish his words in the end, everyone could tell from the man's expression what he wanted to say.

After laughing, someone responded.

"Don't think about it, even this 'sleeping Maori' will not be the opponent of the big devil."

"Beichuan now should be considered... happy to see Hunter~~~"

Some people refute it, and naturally some people support it.

Some of Li Hai's supporters have once again rekindled their hopes.

"Huh~"

"That's not necessarily the case. As the saying goes, in the world of tennis, anything is possible!"

"What if the 'Sleeping Mouri' who has become so strong now wins!"

"Winning or losing depends on the game, not words~"

"Hehe~~"

……

Daily arguments, daily exchanges, daily bickering.

However, compared to the daily life of the audience in the stands, the two people on the tennis court have also reached a turning point.

Boom!
There was another explosion, and a tornado of wind and smoke streaked across the right half of the field.

"Score works."

"Maori, lead."

The referee's call resounded throughout the entire stadium, causing the atmosphere to rise again and become intense and heated, but Kitagawa Sora's expression remained unchanged.

just now.

Kitagawa Sora, who was 'sleeping' while Mori Kosaburo was 'tasting', hit a delicious 'wave ball'.

Such a probing exploration ushered in an explosive counterattack from Juzaburo Mori.

The swing with the center of gravity tilted forward under the racquet with both hands unleashed an astonishing explosive force, directly hitting Kitagawa Sora's wave ball.

The power of the return shot was even more explosive, allowing Hisaburo Mori to overtake the score and gain a one-goal lead.

With one goal, Hisaburo Mori directly reached the penalty kick in the first round, which aroused the cheers and excitement of countless spectators.

Just one more ball is needed to keep serve and get the first point.

No matter what happens in the subsequent games, at least there is a glimmer of hope to defeat the big devil.

Although they know that it is a bit fanciful and the hope is even slimmer, at least the supporters of Li Hai are still very excited.

but.

All of this should be over for Kitagawa Sora.

……

"Whoo~"

A long breath came out, and under the golden sunlight, a rainbow light appeared.

Looking around, his eyes wandered away.

Spectators and tennis players from various schools in the stands.

Here in the rest area are the people from Li Hai and Qing Xue's friends.

Finally, he looked towards the VIP room and smiled slightly.

brush~
Looking back, Kitagawa Sora looked at the still 'sleeping' Mouri Jusaburo opposite, with a faint smile on his lips.

"It's almost there~"

After glancing at the scoreboard, amid the whispers, Beichuan Kongzhou's breath began to fluctuate.

“The experience and taste of three balls is enough.”

"I have to say that the secret skill of 'sleeping' is a little bit more powerful than I expected."

"However, that's the end of it."

As soon as he closed his eyes, the surging spiritual sea suddenly surged.

The powerful aura began to escape, and the terrifying power made Beichuan Kong seem to transform into a... god descending into the world!

bass!
The scarlet light flickered.

Beichuan Kong's voice sounded slowly.

"Today's game is a little bit special."

"so……"

"I'm going to apologize first, Mori-senpai."

"It started with '6-0', let's end with '6-0' today!"

hum!
boom!
……

(End of this chapter)