Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Chapter 359 The Teaching of Nanjiro
Call ~
The wind blew continuously, exaggerating the tense atmosphere on the field.

The rustling branches, the cherry blossom petals flying in the sky, and the fallen leaves rippling in the wind.

The backyard, which is full of natural atmosphere, is filled with an invisible conflict between hot and cold at this moment.

step~
Tata~~
step, step, step~~~
Under the sound of light and heavy footsteps, Kitagawa Sora and Echizen Nanjiro ran wildly at both ends of the tennis court.

Either there is a smile on the face, or there is fire in the eyes, or there is passion in the heart.

"Ahhhh!!!"

On the right half of the court, Kitagawa Sora, who was galloping into position, was swinging the racket vigorously under a hearty shout.

Bang!
咻叏~
The tennis ball that screamed in the air turned into a flash of light and danced wildly with the strong wind, blowing the net in the middle of the court and shaking non-stop.

On the left half of the field, Echizen Nanjiro, who looked relaxed and in a very happy mood, also laughed while walking around.

"Hahaha~~~"

"Hey, boy, this ball looks great!"

Swah——

boom!
咻叏~
The left hand is placed in front of the body, supporting the balance point, and holding it empty for traction.

The tennis racket held casually in his right hand, with a simple swing, made an explosion and hit a very fast ball.

In the flash of light, scarlet eyes stared at the ball that broke through the sky. Kitagawa Kong waved his hands and galloped out.

"Senior~"

"Now I'm..."

"In excellent condition!"

step~
shuh~
Two feet stepped on the ground vigorously, and the terrifying muscle power exploded first. Kitagawa Sora's entire body seemed to have changed shape, teleporting directly to the left and forward for a long time.

In the sea of ​​​​mind, the waves are turbulent.

On the body, in the brilliance of the celestial body, there is a touch of pure red gradually.

And the jade-white tennis racket in his hand had already cut through the void.

Swah——

Bang!
boom!
peng!

jump!
Boom~
Shhh...

Under the collision of the tennis racket and the tennis ball, a loud crackling sound appeared, and together with the surrounding howling wind, it was intertwined to compose a piece of music.

'Quiet' backyard, no spectators, no referees, no disturbance or influence from anything else.

In the 'unquiet' tennis court, there is only Sora Kitagawa who is full of fighting spirit, and only Nanjiro Echizen who is happy.

And all of this is just an embellishment of this game.

The duel between Kitagawa Sora and Echizen Nanjiro has already entered the state.

……

Call ~
1-0.

1-1.

This is the current score of the game.

Sora Kitagawa and Minamijiro Echizen tacitly chose to end the prelude to the "Field" and started the fiery main course.

Facing Echizen Minamijiro who took the initiative to attack first, Kitagawa Sora directly activated the 'immortal body'.

Under the fierce increase, Kitagawa Sora not only regained the situation, but also took the lead in grabbing the first point of victory and keeping serve.

And when it came to the second round, Echizen Nanjiro was not to be outdone.

Facing Kitagawa Sora in the immortal human state, Echizen Nanjiro once again showed some strength.

This grinning and crooked uncle directly tore through Kitagawa Sora's defense with those terrifying shots that suddenly surged in power.

He won the second round cleanly and evened the score.

In this 'special game', Kitagawa Sora and Echizen Nanjiro were both observing each other's tennis.

Starting from scratch, bit by bit, point by point, trying to see each other thoroughly.

And obviously.

Echizen Nanjiro was very interested in Kitagawa Sora's 'immortal body' state and found it very interesting.

This wonderful state-amplifying technique made Echizen Nanjiro couldn't help but stare at it for a while.

And correspondingly.

Echizen Minamijiro's posture is almost the same, but he can hit shots with completely different levels of power. That seems to be an invisible abyss of strength, which also makes Kitagawa Sora quite curious.

Under the premise of knowing that "he is not yet a rival to Echizen Nanjiro".

As for the true strength of the legendary samurai Echizen Nanjiro, Kitagawa Sora's desire to explore is simply overwhelming.

……

"Whoo~"

After an exchange of venues, Kitagawa Sora came to the right half, calming his mind and lowering his eyes slightly, the brilliance of his will was shining.

Da~da~da~~~
The rhythmic sound of batting the ball sounded under Sora Kitagawa's hands, clear and rhythmic.

Under Sora Kitagawa's serious attention was Echizen Nanjiro, who was sitting on the left half of the court with a relaxed look on his face.

bass!
At this moment, their eyes intertwined, and Kitagawa Sora knew that the samurai opposite was also waiting for him to draw his sword.

Call ~
A breeze blew, and the next second.

Cen!
Qi condenses, and swords and swords appear.

The third round begins.

brush~
Swah——

Seizing the flash of Qi, Kitagawa Kong gently threw the light yellow tennis ball in his hand towards the sky, and as he jumped up, the jade-white tennis racket was already slashed through the air.

Bang!
"Kamiri-ryu·Ice Dragon Soaring to the Sky!"

昻~
咻叏~
At this moment, in Kitagawa Sora's vigorous swing, as the tennis racket and tennis ball met each other, streams of ice-blue air flow quietly emerged.

Amidst a deafening roar, an ice crystal dragon soared in the void, turned into a stream of ice crystals, and rushed towards the left half of the field.

Call ~
The sweeping wind seemed to be affected, adding a bit of a chilly breath and feeling.

But Echizen Nanjiro, who was enjoying all this, grinned.

"Yo~"

"The elemental power of frost looks pretty good, young man."

step~
shuh~
In the position of receiving the serve, Echizen Nanjiro stepped on his feet and moved sideways to meet the incoming ice streamer.

And the next second, the beat started, the wave started, and the words came.

Swah——

"However, this level of frost power is not enough."

Inexplicably, under the words and swings of Echizen Nanjiro, the ice crystal dragon that was about to pounce in front of Echizen Nanjiro began to disintegrate bit by bit.

Dragon whiskers, dragon scales, dragon horns, dragon brilliance, dragon body and dragon tail...

Beep beep~~~
rustle~~~
Xin Xin Xin~~~
Among the exceptionally bright and romantic stars, a slightly deformed tennis ball appeared in front of Echizen Nanjiro.

Then~
Then he was greeted by the swift and violent blows of a slightly old wooden tennis racket.

Bang!
咻叏~
Under the reappearing stream of light, Kitagawa Kong's eyes narrowed.

With the appearance of Kitagawa Sora's Kamari-ryu Hyōryū Shoten, Echizen Nanjiro's batting became stronger again.

But it doesn't matter.

What really concerned Kitagawa Sora was that after flying in front of Echizen Nanjiro, the 'Icy Dragon Shoten' turned into an ordinary shot.

The ice crystal dragon collapsed directly.

bass!
"It's not enough..."

"Then... let's take a look at this again!"

step~
brush~
As he galloped, a faint blue light gradually appeared around Beichuan Kong's body, and in the cold breath, the power of frost began to gather.

Swah——

"Shenliliu Frost Destroyer!"

boom!
Boom~
hum~
In an instant, with the sudden arrival of the ice blue world.

In the suddenly cold right half, there were three frost storm tornadoes, rushing straight towards Echizen Nanjiro, trying to bring a baptism to the left half.

Obviously, with the presence of Nanjiro Echizen, the attempt of frost energy to corrode the left half failed again.

"Yo~"

"Stronger frost power."

"Although the power has indeed increased a lot, it is still not enough in front of me, young man!"

step~
Swah——

Just like the previous goal, on the left half of the court, Echizen Nanjiro stepped into position, just raised the tennis racket, and then swung away.

The frost storm tornado that was coming towards him shattered directly, as if it was directly crushed and wiped out by something.

The tennis ball whose elemental power dissipated was revealed, waiting for Echizen Nanjiro's swift and fierce stroke.

Then.

The ball of light flashed by, passed over the net with a swishing sound, and landed on the right half of the court.

"Kamililiu Binghua!"

wow~
Under the ripples, the air flow surged, and with Beichuan Kong as the center, a field filled with the power of frost was condensed.

It's a pity however.

Facing this shot from Echizen Nanjiro, 'Kamiri-ryu Hyoka' had no room to perform at all.

As Kitagawa Sora's pupils shrank, the extremely fast golden stream of light penetrated and tore open the frost domain of 'Kamiri-ryu Hyoka'.

Then he swung away the tennis racket swung by Kitagawa and flew out of the baseline.

He was left holding the tennis racket, thinking about Sora Kitagawa just now, and Nanjiro Echizen who was still smiling.

In this exchange of balls, the power of ice possessed by Kitagawa Sora was easily crushed by Echizen Nanjiro.

"Yo~"

"Beichuan boy~"

"Honestly, those few ball skills just now are indeed quite interesting, but your practice in the power of frost~"

"But it's still far away~~~"

The tennis racket on his shoulder bounced, and with one hand on his hip, Echizen Nanjiro smiled and pointed at Kitagawa Sora.

step~
"The practice of frost power..."

After some contemplation, Kitagawa Kong took steps forward and adjusted his position.

Amidst the soft whispers, there was a hint of clarity.

On the list of spiritual practices to travel around the world next, I have once again made a strong mark in my mind.

……

"Whoo~"

Take a deep breath and adjust your condition.

kakaka~~~
Another tennis ball was taken out from his hand and was squeezed by Kitagawa Sora.

With his strong palms, he pushed the tennis ball down and bounced as it collided with the ground.

Da~da~da~~~
Amidst the rhythmic sound of the ball, Kitagawa Sora, whose eyes were burning, suddenly raised his head and stared forward with determined eyes.

Since the power of frost is not enough, let's start the surge of fire power next.

bass!
shuh~
Under Beichuan Sora's eyes, a pale yellow tennis ball rose into the air.

And just when Beichuan Kong jumped up, the blue light all over his body disappeared, and the red light quietly grew and shone.

Under the blessing of the golden radiance of the immortal body, it gradually transformed into a golden-red light and began to surge and explode.

Swish - "Everything in the world is reduced to ashes!"

"The blade is like fire—"

"Burn the city on fire!"

boom!
The light yellow tennis ball rising high met Kitagawa Sora's smashing smash.

Amidst the roar and explosion, golden-red light invaded the void.

In the world of flames where the image manifested, a giant flaming hand, like the Tathagata's palm, moved toward Echizen Nanjiro to suppress him.

"Yo~"

"Another new skill~"

step~
With a swing of the foot, the racket is driven.

Feeling the power of the flames coming towards his face, Echizen Nanjiro actually praised it this time.

"I didn't expect that your boy can master this power of fire quite well."

But obviously, praise is praise. When it comes to catching the ball, Echizen Nanjiro did not have any ambiguity.

Swah——

Bang!
Wow~sssssss~~~thin~~~
Just like before, under the same step and swing of Echizen Nanjiro.

The giant flaming palm that fell from the sky shattered into pieces, like thousands of star fragments, scattered and fell all over the sky, outlining a starry sky.

And in this beautiful starry sky, there is also danger hidden.

A white stream of light that flew back quietly returned to the right half of the field.

bass!
Obviously, for Sora Kitagawa, who is focused on the game, extremely concentrated, and entering a serious state, this kind of 'danger' is not considered 'danger'.

In the flash of scarlet light, the trajectory of the incoming ball was directly captured by Kitagawa Sora.

step~
Take a lunge step, lower your body, and lean forward as a whole. The tennis racket held in your right hand is brought to the left side of the body, as if drawing a knife.

While holding his breath and concentrating, Beichuan Sora seized that moment and slashed out with one strike.

"The blade is like fire—"

"One move: caressing and slashing!"

Swah——

The body's sudden burst of speed is like a flash of teleportation.

The swing from the lower left to the upper right is like drawing a sword to strike.

And the sharp edge in that moment seemed to be able to destroy everything.

peng!

huh~
Boom~
At this moment, as the golden light formed by the tennis ball shone, even the strong wind began to howl and roar.

And above the left half.

Looking at Kitagawa Sora's goal, Echizen Nanjiro didn't have any fear, but his expression was lively.

In the midst of great interest, he went up to the ball.

"The skills learned from drawing swords~"

"It seems that your kid is also a fellow."

"Hey~"

"Let me come and take a look at your martial arts, boy Beichuan."

step~
call out--

Samurai Nanjiro, although there is not much description in the original plot, it is obvious that Echizen Nanjiro is also a martial arts master.

Therefore, Echizen Nanjiro, who was delighted to see Liexin, did not hesitate to make a backhand slash and swing the racket.

peng!

huh~
"So strong!"

Under the soft words, Beichuan Kong stared at the speeding stream of light, his eyes solemn.

This time with the slashing ball, Echizen Nanjiro once again showed some strength, and Kitagawa Sora couldn't help but notice the sudden sharpness.

"Whoo~"

"The blade is like fire—"

"Fire Rejection!"

"Second Form·Matsuaki!"

Swah——

wow——

At this moment, the huge power of the flames suddenly condensed into the newly released state of Streaming Blade Ruohuo.

Facing Echizen Nanjiro's super-powerful slash with joy, Kitagawa Sora directly used a combo of moves - 'Rejection of Flame' plus 'Second Style·Songming'.

The power of the fire turned into a halo, spreading in all directions in the form of a rippled aperture.

As for Kitagawa Sora, who had already set the racket, he was holding the tennis racket upside down.

Swah——

bass!
Breaking through the air, screaming, and flying quickly, holding the twitching tennis racket upside down, cutting through the strong wind and tearing the air.

boom!
Boom~~
Amid the roaring explosions, the golden-red skyline reappeared.

this moment.

On the tennis court, Sora Kitagawa, whose whole body was hot and whose blood was almost boiling, burst out with a high-spirited smile.

On the left half of the field, Echizen Nanjiro, who grinned with a cheerful expression, also became excited.

……

step~
Tata~~
step, step, step~~~
Swah——

Under the warm sun, in the brilliance, someone who was sprinting at extremely high speed leaped into the air, and Kitagawa Sora came into the air.

The tennis racket, shining with a golden-red halo, crashed down.

"Senior Nanjiro!"

"Pick me up—"

"Hot hell!"

jump!
boom!
The flowing blade is like fire, the beginning of solution, the hot hell, a high-altitude explosive smash that turns one ball into three goals!

……

"Yo~"

"You've been fooled, Beichuan boy!"

step~
Swah——

Under the attack of Echizen Nanjiro's arcing short ball, Kitagawa Sora was forced to hit a lob.

And Echizen Nanjiro jumped up, smashing the tennis racket hard with a happy and joyful expression.

"You come and catch me a smash ball too."

"Hahaha~~~"

jump!
Whoosh!
boom!
……

step~
Swah——

"The blade is like fire—"

"Solution!"

"Residual fire sword!"

"Explosive Fire Sword of Fire!"

jump!
Boom~
Boom~~
The duel on the tennis court became more and more intense, while Beichuan Sora was running and galloping, letting the sweat splash and drip from his face, and calling out the power of the 'Remnant Fire Taidao' while shouting loudly.

And for this.

Echizen Nanjiro, whose excitement soared again, also shouted loudly.

"Hahaha~~~"

"Not enough, not enough, not enough!"

"Young man, let me see where your limits are!!!"

step~
Swah——

……

Swah——

"The Remnant Fire Sword—"

"East!"

"Sunburst!"

Seeing the 'ordinary' shot coming from Kitagawa Sora's shot, Echizen Nanjiro raised his eyebrows in a rare way.

"Good boy!"

"Beichuan, this shot is very good!"

Amidst the laughter, Echizen Nanjiro's eyes were burning and flickering slightly.

Taking "one-legged steps" under his feet, he moved as he pleased and ran to the left.

……

step~
呲~
Kitagawa Sora, who began to pant, looked directly at Echizen Nanjiro with his deep scarlet eyes.

The three magatama in the right eye have quietly connected and blended, turning into a triangular windmill pattern.

"Senior Nanjiro!"

With a call, in the intersection of eyes and eyes, spiritual power like a vast sea began to surge wildly.

boom!
hum!
"Monthly Reading!"

Mangekyō Sharingan, the most powerful illusion technique, Tsukuyomi!
However, it is a pity that 'Tsukuyomi', which was able to control Tohno Atsukyo at will, failed after facing off against Echizen Nanjiro.

bang~
Collapse~
Bling Bling~~~
Xin Xin Xin~~~
Like a broken mirror, Tsukiyomi's world suddenly shattered, and Kitagawa Sora, whose complexion suddenly turned pale, raised his head and stared at Echizen Nanjiro, his pupils contracted suddenly, dignified and silent.

"Hey~"

"Teens~"

"Don't use spiritual power lightly~"

The loud laughter from Echizen Nanjiro sounded, and the samurai with narrowed eyes reminded Kitagawa Sora.

immediately.

While Kitagawa Sora was confused, Echizen Nanjiro said something again.

"Before you touch that realm."

"Your mental power has no way of affecting me."

bass!
That...boundary...

Seeing Kitagawa Sora's doubts, Echizen Nanjiro laughed, stopped explaining, and changed the subject.

"Come on, Kitagawa boy."

"Any other tricks, just use them."

"Let me, as a senior, teach you a lesson, hehehe~~~"

obviously.

When the laughter of "Hey hey hey" sounded, it was Nanjiro Echizen's bad taste of teasing that appeared again.

So~
Ryoma-san, where are you~
……

(End of this chapter)