Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

366 King to King

Swah——

Bang!
"Explosion attack!"

咻叏~
"Damn it, go to hell!"

Nong Pudilu, who has black curly hair that clings to his scalp, is not only 1.8 meters tall, but also has a large tonnage.

The forward-leaning, downward-pressing smash serve after jumping with a heavy step, looked astonishingly powerful with the support of his entire body's tonnage.

Boom~
The tennis ball, carrying considerable impact, fell into the service area on the right half of the court.

With a muffled explosion, a layer of dust and air waves were set off, and then it hit Kitagawa Sora's knees.

bass!
"Oh~"

"interesting."

Under the same familiar smile, Kitagawa Sora's deep eyes moved slightly, taking in everything about the ball.

And it can be seen from this ball.

Although his character and personality are quite bad, he was able to become the second strongest player in the Xia Zhiguan tennis world after Gorkys, and was selected as the next flag bearer of the Xia Zhiguan U17 representative team. Nong Pudilu’s strength , is still remarkable.

But obviously.

In Beichuan Kong's view, Nongpudi Road is nothing more than that.

step~
shuh~
The steps under his feet moved, and the left and right feet cooperated to take a step to the side.

Immediately, facing this low-altitude spiral serve at a tricky angle on Nongpudi Road, Kitagawa leisurely greeted it with the tennis racket in his empty hand.

Swah——

boom!
A crisp sound exploded in everyone's ears.

Amidst the screams and shouts of the tennis players around them who couldn't take their eyes away, a sharp and fast yellow stream of light bloomed under Kitagawa Sora's tennis racket.

Sweeping under the net, descending on the left half, after a catapult, went straight to the right knee of Nongpudi Road.

bass!
When his pupils suddenly shrank, Nong Pudilu's complexion suddenly turned pale, and his steps moved in panic.

A second ago, Nong Pudilu had a ferocious smile on his face.

He was looking forward to Kitagawa's mid-air move with evil intentions, but was hit in the knee by his 'Explosion Attack'. He screamed and moaned, and knelt down to beg for mercy.

Use this kid who has become famous these days to set yourself off.

however.

Nongpudi Road has not been intoxicated with this beautiful fantasy for long.

In the next second, Nong Pudi Road fell directly into confusion and horror.

The galloping light that stirred up a strong wind flew toward him with great force. The additional power contained in the light yellow tennis ball was clearly visible at a glance.

Kitagawa Sora's attack was very fast, leaving Nong Pudilu little time to react.

Fortunately, the body's instinctive reaction saved Nong Pudi Road.

shuh~~~
With a panicked look on his face, Nongpudi Road moved his hands and feet together, and the tennis racket in his hand hurriedly moved to his knees in front of him.

next moment.

bang~
"Uh!"

After withstanding the impact from the tennis racket, the tennis racket standing upright in front of Nong Pudilu tilted.

呲~
咻叏~
Under the scream, a light yellow tennis ball flew diagonally out of the sideline.

"Out of bounds~"

"Score works."

"0-15."

As usual, the server is in front and the receiver is in the back.

With one goal, Nong Pudi Road, who wanted to hurt someone and deliberately hit a goal with bad intentions, was instead punished by the big devil.

Or rather... teasing.

Like a cat chasing a mouse, looking at the panicked and frightened Nong Pudi Road, the big devil showed a 'kind' smile.

"Yo~"

"You actually blocked this shot, which is pretty good."

Beneath the leisurely voice, Kitagawa Sora's joking words came as promised.

Facing all of this, Nong Pudilu's face could not be darker. He stared at Kitagawa Sora, clenched his fists, and cursed in a low voice.

"Damn it, bastard!"

"Humph!"

At this time, the tennis players around them also noticed the subtle change in the atmosphere on the court.

wow~~~
"Wow~"

"By the way, the ball exchange just now..."

"It's full of gunpowder, not bad, cool~"

"Hey~ It's still the problem with Nong Pudi Road. That performance when he debuted, tsk tsk tsk~~~"

"The serve just now was also aimed at the knee."

"In the end, he was hit in the knee by the big devil. Tsk, tsk, tsk."

These tennis players had been offended by some scorn and ridicule from Nongpudi Road before, so they didn't need to say more now.

Of course, there are also some tennis players who choose to support Nongpudilu.

Thinking that after all, they are all tennis players in Xia Zhiguan, now that they are facing a huge enemy, they should unanimously face the outside world and still have hope that Nongpudi Road can defeat Kitagawa Sora.

And soon.

On the tennis court, Sora Kitagawa will use facts to completely crush their hopes.

……

Da~da~da~~~
The rhythmic sound of hitting the ball sounded again in the left half.

In the serving position, Nong Pudi was hitting the tennis ball vigorously, breathing heavily, and staring fiercely at Sora Kitagawa on the opposite side.

Some tennis players outside the court began to cheer for Nongpudi Road.

"come on, come on, come on!"

"Nongpudilu, win the game!"

"defeat him!"

"We must win, Nongpudi Road!"

The hustle and bustle sound from all around gathered together, it was very boiling, and the momentum was astonishing.

And with the help of this cry, Nong Pudi Road also smiled ferociously again.

"Kid, you can't escape this time!"

"Lie down for me!"

Boom!
shuh~
Taking a deep breath, Nong Pudilu threw up the tennis ball in his hand again.

Then the tall and burly body jumped up heavily, swinging the tennis racket in his hand fiercely.

Swah——

Bang!
The tennis racket was swung at an extremely fast speed, leaving behind a series of afterimages, and beneath the crackling sound was Nong Pudilu's heavy serve like a meteorite.

"Let it burn!"

"Bloom!"

"Fireworks!!!"

咻叏~
With the intersection of the tennis racket and the tennis ball, under the splash of sparks, a stream of red light beam surged towards Kitagawa Sora.

shuh~
Bang~ba~
Under the extreme speed, the strong wind danced, causing the net in the middle to slightly fluctuate and sway.

And with a clear and crisp sound, all kinds of tennis balls that fell to the ground suddenly ejected, carrying terrifying power, and rushed towards Kitagawa Sora's... head!
In other words, it's that extremely handsome and superior face.

"Oh~"

"It's this kind of ball again!"

"Is it going to hit?"

The crowd outside the venue suddenly became excited and looked at Sora Kitagawa's location.

That look was simply more nervous and anxious than Sora Kitagawa, who was facing the ball.

In the eyes of this group of summer tennis players.

Although this ball is a little bit violent, as long as they can defeat the big devil Kitagawa Sora and protect the glory of Xia Zhiguan, there is no doubt that they don't mind violence at all.

As for Nong Pudi Road, he will even directly become a 'hero' in the tennis world of Summer Crown.

Because he defeated the big devil and protected the Xia Zhiguan tennis world.

But it's a pity.

The big devil with an unchanging expression is not prepared to let Nong Pudi Lu become a hero.

A stepping stone or something, nothing to do with the big devil.

bass!
Facing the 'Hanabi' flying towards him, Kitagawa Sora raised his eyes slightly with a calm expression.

A flash of scarlet light quietly appeared in those deep eyes.

One pure black magatama after another emerged from the two eyes, twinkling slightly.

"Writing round eyes!"

"First look!"

"Insight!"

step~
shuh~
After opening the Sharingan, relying on the terrifying insight of the Insight Eye, Kitagawa Sora could clearly see everything about the ball.

Under Yu Tabu's sideways, the jade white tennis racket in his hand was raised high.

Swah——

In the sudden wave, a series of extremely fast afterimages appeared directly, shocking everyone.

Although the ball is aimed at the head and face, the height is quite tricky, and it is stuck in a position that does not go up or down.

But for Kitagawa Sora, it's not a big deal.

With a long stride, he squatted slightly to support him, and with a lean-in smash, Kitagawa Sora hit the tennis ball back hard.

Bang!
咻叏~
The power of this ball is astonishing, the screams, the wind and the smoke are the best evidence.

And for Nongpudi Road.

This ball is a disaster, pain, and embarrassment.

"what!"

puff~
With a scream, Nong Pudilu, who was moving on the left half, leaned back and fell towards the ground behind him.

Under the wild movement of his hands and feet, there was a light yellow tennis ball flying in front of him and falling to the ground.

"it hurts!"

"Damn it!"

Groaning in pain and feeling the pain on his face, Nong Pudilu slowly climbed up using his hands and feet.

Just now, Nongpudi Street, which was emitting the "fireworks" of its famous football skill, was moving diagonally forward.

In case Kitagawa Sora completes the counterattack again, he is ready to catch the ball and then look for opportunities to attack again.

however.

On the Nongpudi Road side, Kitagawa Sora predicted that he would fight back again.

But Beichuan Kong's prediction was that of Nong Pudi Road.

An advance position of the ball allowed Kitagawa Sora's pressing smash to hit Nong Pudilu's face.

"Score works."

"0-30." At this time, the referee's voice announced the score.

On the other side of Nongpudi Road, there were also angry eyes, with an ugly round face that left a deep ball mark, and glared at Kitagawa Sora.

"Ha~"

He couldn't help but laugh softly.

Looking at Nongpudi Road with eyebrows like crescent moons, Kitagawa Sora said that he was still very happy.

Of course, the big devil said that killing people also requires killing one's heart.

"How about it, Nongpudi Road, it feels good to be slapped in the face."

"Ahhh~~~"

"Damn it, damn it, you brat, you bastard!!!"

The thick body stood up fiercely, and Nong Pudilu began to go crazy, roaring and cursing violently, which was in sharp contrast to the calm and calm attitude of Beichuan Kong.

At this moment, the audience was silent.

Tennis players who had some hope before saw the current mess on Nongpudi Road, and they already understood it very well.

This "big devil" who dared to come alone and boasted that he would single out the entire Xiazhi tennis world was really really really strong.

Not just any cat or dog can defeat him.

Call ~
The wind is still blowing slowly.

On the tennis court, in addition to the sounds made by Nong Pudi Road and Kitagawa Kong, the surrounding tennis players gradually fell into silence.

Silence, silence.

They were waiting for the familiar words to ring out on the tennis court.

shuh~
A group of tennis players looked at Nong Pudi Road and Kitagawa Sora on the tennis court.

They are also waiting for Xia Zhiguan's last hope in the tennis world.

shuh~
A group of tennis players, with their eyes full of hope, looked directly at... Gorkys, who was standing silently in a corner of the court.

K. Gorkys!

Their 'King'!
……

Above the right half.

Bang!
咻叏~
Under the breeze, voices sounded one after another.

"Duang!"

thump~
puff~
Amidst the flying smoke and dust, a pale yellow tennis ball rolled down from Nong Pu Di Lu's fat belly and fell to the ground.

Ta da~ta da~dong dong~~~
The fat body fell to his knees on the ground, his body covered with dust and mud on Nongpudi Road, his eyes were dull and lifeless, and he looked very embarrassed.

He knelt on his knees, his hands hanging down, and the tennis racket in his hands was already lying on the ground beside him.

One ball mark after another made Nongpudi Road continue to feel the pain.

On the left half of the field, there is Kitagawa Sora with a calm face and deep eyes that make people move back.

In the previous game, Nong Pudilu, who had always been unconvinced, was controlled by the anger and violence in his heart.

Ball after ball came towards Beichuan Kong's body, vowing to make Beichuan Kong feel the pain and fall to the ground injured.

And according to Kitagawa Sora's temperament, he will naturally not remain indifferent and engage in some weird ways of repaying kindness with kindness.

The big devil said that he can only "convince people with reason" and do so with a smile.

and so.

At the end of a game, Nongpudi Road will end up with more than one end.

hmm~
This is the result of Sora Kitagawa being under control. Otherwise, Nongpudi Road might not be able to finish this game and he would have to lie down completely.

And now~
Well, the timing is just right.

puff~
There was a muffled sound, and Nong Pudilu's body swayed and completely fell to the ground.

After completing the warm-up, Gorkys returned to the sidelines. He also raised his head and shook his eyes, giving a look to the younger brothers who gathered around him.

Let them come on and bring Nongpudi Road down.

And here.

On the referee's bench, the chief referee's voice echoed loudly, announcing the final result of the game just now.

It can be considered a curtain call.

"Score works."

"Game, Sora Kitagawa, score 6-0."

"At the end of the set, the game is over. The winner of this game is... Kitagawa Sora!"

Another match victory, a crisp 6-0, a 6-0 that all the Xia Zhiguan tennis players around were familiar with.

wow~~~
"I lost again."

"There is no way, this guy is too strong."

"No wonder you dare to be so arrogant and challenge all of us alone."

"Nong Pudilu is a regular member of our U17 representative team. I heard he is the second strongest player in the entire tennis world and will be the captain of next year's U17 World Championships... Did he lose like this..."

"It's a complete loss."

"6-0..."

Frustrated, low, disbelieving.

Wry smile, helpless, helpless.

Disappointment at Nongpudi Road.

The fear, admiration, recognition, respect, and even adoration for Kitagawa Sora, the great demon king!
All of this has created the complex emotions among tennis players now.

soon.

The tennis players around them sorted out their inner emotions, and then all looked in one direction.

shuh~
Call ~
With the wind blowing, Xia Zhiguan, the "king" of the tennis world, once again became the focus of the audience, the second center of sight after Beichuan Kong.

"The last hope!"

"King! King! King..."

"King! King! King..."

At this moment, the 'King' standing proudly there was given the last ray of hope by a group of tennis players.

And correspondingly.

Kitagawa Sora is only one step away from completely conquering the tennis world of the Xia Zhiguan Republic.

——K. Gorkys!

bass!
In full view of the public, amid the turmoil and sudden changes in the atmosphere, Kitagawa Sora and Gorkys looked at each other again.

His gaze was cold, indifferent, and ruthless, as if nothing could shake him.

A gentle look, a slight smile, an indifferent look, and a shocking absolute confidence, showing that he has always been under control.

"Come on, Gorkys!"

With a chuckle, Sora Kitagawa looked at Gorkys on the sidelines and said.

shuh~
The jade-white tennis racket in his hand began to spin in the air.

"Warm-up is over~"

"I hope you, the 'King' of Xia Zhiguan Tennis..."

"It allows me to have more fun~"

Well, Kitagawa Sora was telling the truth, and it was more of an expectation and hope that Gorkys would be strong enough.

But in the eyes of outsiders, it is undoubtedly a provocative statement.

bass!
hum~
At this moment, facing Kitagawa Sora's words, the tennis players around him glared angrily.

And in the suddenly changing atmosphere, Gorkys' icy eyes also released a touch of shock.

No sound, no words, no words.

The air gradually began to be filled with a sense of coldness and chill.

……

Call ~
The sea breeze continues to blow.

In the blue sky, birds soared quietly.

On the tennis court where the atmosphere was gradually condensing, Kitagawa Sora and Gorkys stepped together towards the net.

There were countless tennis players surrounding him from all directions.

A pair of eyes stared straight ahead, looking at the two people whose auras had begun to clash.

One is the 'King' they respect, the strongest man in the tennis world today and the glorious guardian of Xia Zhiguan - K. Gorkys.

One is the Great Demon King of the East, Sora Kitagawa, who gradually conquers their existence with powerful strength, like a devil who is as difficult to match.

and so.

There is no doubt which side the tennis players support.

wow~~~
"Gorchis!"

"king!"

"victory!"

"glory!"

"You must win!"

Amidst thousands of shouts of blessings and prayers, the atmosphere on the tennis court was strong and the timing was perfect.

……

Call ~
Under the auspices of the chief referee, Kitagawa Sora and Gorkys came to stand in front of the net one after another.

Looking at Gorkys who was motionless, didn't speak much, and had a cold expression across from him, Kitagawa Sora smiled knowingly.

He put the tennis racket in his hand on the ground and asked with a smile.

"Which? (Which side)?"

Hearing this, Gorkys' eyes fixed.

His eyes, which showed no emotion, glanced up, down, left, and right at Kitagawa Sora's hands, tennis racket, ground, net...

Immediately, Gorkys made this one-half choice.

"Smooth (front)."

The cold words without any emotional fluctuations came from Gorkys's mouth, which was slightly harsh.

Immediately, under Gorkys's still indifferent answer, Beichuan Sora's hand twisted.

shuh~~~
After spinning rapidly, with a soft 'snap' sound, the jade-white tennis racket fell straight to the ground.

Bass~
With his eyes focused, the letters on the handle of the racket pointed directly towards the sky.

Front, Smooth, just like Gorkys’ choice.

"Oh~"

After recalling just now, Kitagawa Sora's keen sixth sense made him raise his head and look directly at Gorkys.

bass!
After looking at each other again, in a silent tacit understanding, Kitagawa Sora and Gorkys stepped forward one after another.

With their backs facing each other, a glimmer of light flashed in Kitagawa Sora's eyes.

"It's interesting~"

"Gorchis~"

The choice just now seems to have some fluctuations in ability~~~
The devil's sixth sense is very sharp!

……

(End of this chapter)