Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Chapter 4: External spin serve, take it away quickly, next one

Chapter 4: External spin serve, quickly carry it away, next one

When it's time to get down to business.

The sunny boy who was usually gentle with others disappeared.

Instead.

He is the 'master' who is always calm, with indifferent eyes, and seems to be firmly seated on the divine throne, controlling all things.

Simultaneously.

face the enemy.

Kitagawa Sora often likes to crush everything with overwhelming force.

boom!
boom!
Play tennis habitually.

Listen to the sound of the tennis ball bouncing as it collides with the court.

Looking at Shinnosuke Sugou on the opposite court, his upper body was stiff, his lower body was weak, and his eyes were dazed.

Beichuan Kong said coldly.

"The first pitch of the inning."

"You were aiming at my body."

Followed by.

Kitagawa Sora didn't wait for Shinosuke Sugo to reply.

He grabbed the tennis ball that bounced off the ground and threw it slightly to the left above his head.

Arching the back, the body is like a spring, jumping up gently.

The laces of the white sneakers under her feet began to fly.

The tennis racket in his hand was swung towards the ten o'clock direction, and he suddenly swung the tennis ball towards the high point.

boom! ! !
There was a crisp sound.

under the gaze of the crowd.

With a reverse super spin serve, he flew towards Shinosuke Sugo's court.

【Um? 】

[This serve seems not as fast as the previous one! 】

[You can see clearly, you can hit it! 】

time.

Everyone who was staring at the ball noticed this problem.

Even Shinnosuke Sugou, who was hit, regained his confidence.

"Kid, look at me."

Under a shout of self-encouragement.

Shinnosuke Sugou took two steps, came to the right position, took a good posture, and was ready to swing the racket vigorously to catch the ball.

however.

next moment.

The moment the tennis ball landed on the ground, with a strong spin, the tennis ball flew towards Shinnosuke Sugou's face.

Boom boom!

"Ahh~"

Amidst the exclamations and screams of everyone on the sidelines.

Hit it with one hit.

The tennis ball with a huge impact directly smashed Shinosuke Sugo's face into shape.

After the balance is destroyed.

With a 'bang' sound, the whole person flew upside down on the tennis court.

Dust is everywhere.

At this moment, the arena was silent.

half an hour.

Just now the commotion started again.

"No way!"

"The serve just now was"

"Impossible, how can he, a first-year kid, serve like this!"

The crowd, who had smiled again just now, returned to a state of shock and speechlessness.

Sumire Ryuzaki's face became increasingly embarrassed.

Yamato Yuda's expression continued to be inexplicable.

And on the first-year side.

Xiongdian Fuji Shusuke smiled and narrowed his eyes.

As a technical commentator, he made a brilliant debut.

"Outspin serve!"

"That's really awesome, Kitagawa-kun."

"Outspin serve, is that the name of the ball just now?"

Next to him, a yellow cat question mark appeared above Kikumaru's head.

Mikada Sadaharu, who had already started to scribble and draw in his notebook, began to explain with his mind divided.

"Outside-spin serve, difficult inside-side topspin serve, superb techniques that even ordinary adults cannot easily master."

Subsequently.

Naturally, it caused another burst of exclamation and worship.

The buzz on the sidelines.

It didn't affect the silence on the court.

Looking at Shinnosuke Sugou who had been lying on the ground motionless.

The referee was dumbfounded.

He quickly ran to the field.

After some tossing, he looked at Shinnosuke Sugou's eyes turning in circles and the blood leaking from his mouth and nose.

The referee was speechless for a while.

[He fell down with just one ball, so weak? 】

[When you usually bully us, isn't it very exciting? 】

After the whisper in my heart.

The referee shouted loudly.

"Sugou Shinnosuke, I can't fight."

"competition is over."

"Kitagawa Sora wins."

At this time.

The referee's words finally attracted everyone's attention, reminding them of Shinnosuke Sugou who fell to the ground.

"Shinnosuke, are you okay?"

"It won't be dead."

immediately.

In the glaring of the crowd.

Kitagawa Kong said indifferently.

"Don't worry, I have a measure."

"You can't die, just lie down for a few days and you'll be fine." Although in the 'new' Tennis King, playing tennis can really kill someone.

But not yet.

The worldview hasn’t gone anywhere yet.

Followed by.

Kitagawa Sora came to the net, grabbed the string of the racket with one hand, and habitually fine-tuned the data.

While scanning Sumire Ryuzaki and others.

said lightly.

"Take it away quickly."

"next."

Done.

The strong gaze makes the person being stared at unconsciously lower their head.

When I look again.

The figure against the background of the dazzling sun looks like a terrifying demon king from the abyss of hell.

It makes people nervous.

I couldn't help but want to kneel down and surrender.

then.

After a heated discussion.

Sumire Ryuzaki decided to adopt the 'physical exhaustion' tactic.

Some low-level members were sent to the field one after another.

Thousands of exhortations and thousands of exhortations told them to work hard to hold on longer and consume Beichuan Kong's physical strength as much as possible.

however.

Facing the one-goal Superman Sora Kitagawa who always scores one goal.

Sumire Ryuzaki's plan naturally failed.

"The match begins, Kitagawa Sora VS Ito Misaki, the winner will be decided in one set."

"Ito's unsatisfactory serve will end the game."

——Boom~
—— bang~
——peng~~~
"competition is over."

"Kagawa Sora won, 6-0."

Pfft!
My legs felt weak for a while.

Ito, who had green hair on his head, fell to his knees on the ground.

He was breathing heavily, and his eyes were full of fear.

He didn't even dare to look directly at the figure opposite him.

——Only when you really stand opposite him can you know how terrifying he is.

——I definitely don’t want to experience that kind of depression again.

——Kitagawa Sora, he is not a human being!

——He is the devil, he is the devil, he is the monster.
This is the "sage saying" that Ito Fumai, who has already retired, tremblingly said when he was interviewed by the reporter of the monthly professional tennis magazine, Mamoru Inoue, a week later.

At this time.

Looking at Ito Busei who was kneeling on the ground.

Beichuan Kong's voice sounded again.

"Pick it up, next one."

Familiar content, familiar indifference.

for the rest of the time.

It is the moment of sweeping hunting belonging to Kitagawa Sora.

In the midst of the battle between the two forces.

Koji Wisteria, with flowing purple hair, stood on the court.

"The match begins, Kitagawa Sora VS Wisteria Koji, one set will determine the outcome."

"Beichuan serves empty and the game is over."

——Boom~
—— bang~
——peng~~~
"competition is over."

"Kagawa Sora won, 6-0."

9 minutes later.

Accompanied by the referee's 'game over' sound.

A red-headed southpaw crawled off the court with his bat knocked away.

8 minute later.

Another muscular guy with a cute kitten tattooed on his arm lost zero points.

Wearing a mask of pain leads to a bitter end.

that's it.

Sora Kitagawa seems to have found his groove.

Every 8 minutes, beat someone.

to the end.

It even reached the 7-minute threshold.

of course.

In this process.

Because Shinnosuke Arisugo's tragic end is ahead.

Even other bad-type members who like to bully others are afraid of Beichuan Kongxin and dare not act presumptuously.

Let the situation in the field be 'harmonious'.

Exactly.

Some people are suffering, others are happy.

Whenever Kitagawa Sora defeats someone, the first graders cheer.

It was like meeting a fan of a super idol.

Look excited.

At this time.

Gan Sadaharu, who had been writing and drawing in his notebook, stopped the pen in his hand.

He raised his head and looked directly at the field.

Sora Kitagawa still scored one goal.

A glimmer of light flashed on the black-rimmed glasses.

Reach out and help.

Said confidently.

"Student Beichuan, you probably haven't used your full strength until now."

"Right, Tezuka, Fuji."

!!!

Inui Sadaharu's sudden speech immediately shocked all the friends around him.

Their eyes widened and their ears pricked up.

He looked at the invincible figure on the field in disbelief.

Nani!

What did you say!
Kitagawa-kun is like this, haven't you tried your best yet?
It's so scary! ! !
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(End of this chapter)

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