Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Chapter 457 The real impermanence of all things and the uniqueness of ancient and modern times
As described.

She wears wooden clogs on her feet, a knife on her waist, a headband flying in the wind, and a sky-high ponytail.

The girdle, the sharp face, the cold eyes...

In the deep and entwining mist of light, there is a fierce and fierce and sharp edge that has accumulated to the extreme.

Hidden but not revealed, implicit but gaining momentum.

In silence, the void trembled and the air dragon moved.

The aura and power belonging to the 'Samurai' appear here again.

Call ~
A cold wind howled at the right time.

One on the left and one on the right, between the ears and temples, two strands of black hair, matching the hair on the forehead band, swayed and flew in the wind.

bass!
Facing the wind, the sword eyes are condensed.

In the aura that was as cold as the winter wind, the power of the 'warrior' had already begun to appear.

The terrifying oppressive feeling that shook the mind invaded the entire audience.

Everyone present was shocked, their pupils shrank, and their minds concentrated.

Everyone realized something.

Next...

The big drama is staged and reaches its climax!
On the side of the third sister and brother of the Echizen family, Echizen Ryuya's faint and clear voice sounded, attracting the attention of many people.

"It's finally coming~"

bass!
urin~
Call ~
What... is finally coming?
For a while, many people's thoughts flashed in their minds, and they analyzed and guessed.

then.

Seeing Echizen Ryuya no longer speaking, he just looked at the two figures on the tennis court with concentration.

Everyone could only suppress their curiosity and doubts, follow Echizen Ryuya's gaze, and return their attention to the game.

……

da da da~~~
woohoo~~~
The crisp sound of rhythm continues.

The howling wind fluttered the flags.

The flag with the school emblem and large characters of 'Qingxue' engraved on it made a rustling sound, setting off the atmosphere of the duel on the field.

The focus at this moment is the two generations of legends of Qingxue.

Call ~
bass!
"It's coming!"

brush~
The small mustard-yellow ball that floated leisurely into the air instantly attracted a series of gazes.

Instantly, there was a scream and the wind howled.

Swah——

Bang!
In the crisp sound of the explosion, there was a ball of light flying vertically and horizontally.

He hit the tennis racket in his hand hard on the tennis ball. Using the momentum, he buckled his arm inward and exploded with power.

In that circle of air waves, the eyes of Sora Kitagawa and Nanjiro Echizen once again met and collided in the air.

bass!
"Teens~"

"Respect the old and love the young and so on~"

"But remember to give in to me, an old man~"

Under the sound of joking words, Echizen Nanjiro, who jumped up, had already flashed in front of the tennis ball.

Stop, stamp your feet, and start shooting.

The 'samurai' behind him moved with his heart, put his hand on the handle of the sword at his waist, and made a gesture to draw the sword.

In an instant, there was a buzzing sound.

Under the turbulent weather, there were waves of air currents and mist.

Echizen Nanjiro stared for a moment, and while he was waiting, the speeding stream of light shot up from the ground with a bang and approached in front of him.

then.

Boom!
boom!
"All actions are impermanent!"

"cut!"

Amidst the sound of explosion, accompanied by Echizen Nanjiro's extremely fast swing, a screaming tennis racket was brought up, and like a knife from its sheath, it struck hard on the mustard yellow and white line of the tennis ball.

And in the void, the 'warrior' who was about to draw his sword suddenly opened his eyes and moved his hands.

There was a squeaking sound, and the bright white blade with a faint light had already cut through the void.

Boom~
Amid the crackling and roaring sound, a thick orange-yellow stream of light, like a dragon-like spear, pierced toward the left half of the field fiercely.

In an instant.

Like electricity and light, the ball of light struck instantly and hit Kitagawa Sora who was rushing in.

Boom~~
Boom~~~
A series of roars, like thunder in a clear sky, like a downpour.

In the majestic momentum, jade white tennis rackets and deformed tennis balls were knocked over together, and everyone outside the court was watching intently.

It's like stagnant time.

It was Sora Kitagawa as if he had endured the collision of a locomotive.

呲味味~~~
chi chi chi~~~
But in an instant, Beichuan Kong's expression changed, and the tense and trembling tennis racket in his hand was firmly pressing down on the tennis ball.

However, that terrifying force slid Kitagawa Sora's entire body backwards.

The sudden and violent impact made Beichuan Kong secretly think that something was wrong.

really.

After sliding for a certain distance, Sora Kitagawa stepped on the brakes hard and lifted the tennis racket in his hand again.

Reluctantly under the action, but it caused instability in possession of the ball.

咻~媏~~~
Amidst Youyou's chirping, the small ball flew far into the sky, immediately making the atmosphere in the audience pause.

"duo~"

"Score works."

"40-15."

There was a moment of silence.

It's the smoke and dust blown away by the wind.

It was the joking voice that sounded from Echizen Nanjiro.

"Tsk~"

"How~"

"Beichuan boy~"

……

Call ~
The wind picked up, bringing with it the faint voice of Echizen Ryuya.

"This is the real thing..."

"Everything is impermanent!"

When the people around him heard this, they also became worried.

The real... all things are impermanent...

In the momentary silence, all eyes were on Echizen Ryuya.

The same goes for Echizen Ryoma and Echizen Nanako.

Obviously, everyone has realized that compared to Echizen Ryoma, in some aspects, Echizen Ryoma understands 'Samurai Nanjiro' better.

"The real 'impermanence of all things'..."

On the tennis court, Kitagawa Sora stared at Echizen Nanjiro whose aura was obviously different across from him.

Real things are impermanent.

The power of impermanence that wanders between reality and reality.

'All actions are impermanent, real slashing', a warrior slashes with unparalleled power, a god can kill a god if he blocks it, a Buddha can kill a Buddha if he blocks it, there is nothing that cannot be cut.

The power of this slash was fully realized by Kitagawa Sora just now.

Subsequently.

Just as the crowd outside the venue was murmuring, talking, and looking at each other.

On the tennis court, accompanied by a crisp sound, another stream of arrows flew out under Sora Kitagawa's shot.

The moment when he flew through the air and headed straight towards the right half.

On Echizen Nanjiro's side, he was also running around again, taking shots.

Boom!
Boom~~
Among the exploding air waves, there was another samurai slash of "All Things Are Impermanent and Real", and under the control of Echizen Nanjiro, he killed Kitagawa Sora.

And this time.

bass!
hum~
Amidst the invisible buzzing, Beichuan Kong, who had mobilized his power to the extreme, also galloped again.

In the void behind him, the perfect Susanoo spreads his wings.

Stepping on the earth, the whole body is filled with spiritual light and radiant light.

Swah——

"Huangquan Bisakaliang!"

"Sword of Susanoo!"

After the flash of the body, there was a sudden burst of energy storm.

There was a bang, and Beichuan Kong, who was holding the clapper with both hands, rushed forward to meet the killing "impermanence of all things".

squeak~
kakaka~~~
Amidst the deafening roar and explosion, the tennis racket and tennis ball collided directly with each other, making a heart-wrenching crunching sound.

It looked like a crumbling dilapidated house hanging on a rock, which made many others gasp in surprise.

then.

The rocky muscles exploded, and the veins popped out. Kitagawa Sora, holding the clapper with both hands, jumped down viciously.

Moving sideways, he took advantage of the situation and swung the tennis racket with him.

咻叏~
Amidst the screams, the stream of light flew away.

A not so perfect parabola, but it was a mustard yellow ball that flew back to the right half.

At this moment, many people were excited.

It's a pity that under this excitement, the final ownership of this point still does not belong to Kitagawa Sora.

bang~
咻叏~~
呲~
Ta-ta~
A light swing, a gentle movement, a comfortable sound, a leisurely rotation, and a nostalgic friction...

That was a tennis racket in the hands of Echizen Nanjiro.It was a mustard-yellow ball that fell in front of the net and bounced and rolled several times.

Then came the announcement of Akutsu's resurgence.

"Score works."

"40-30."

On the sidelines, many people also showed shocked expressions.

"Short ball..."

"Huh~"

"Hmm~"

He shook his head, blinked his eyes, exhaled, and sighed leisurely.

The hedging just now came to an end with a short ball in front of the net.

For a moment, the atmosphere was suspended.

……

woohoo~~
da da da~~~
The wind rises again, and so does the crisp sound.

Quietly looking at Echizen Nanjiro across from him, Kitagawa Sora's eyes gradually deepened.

In the incomparable calmness, thoughts suddenly flashed.

At this moment, quietly, Nanjiro Echizen controlled the rhythm of the entire venue.

And Beichuan Sora also noticed this.

Therefore~
bass!
We can't wait any longer, we have to get the rhythm back!
brush~
The small mustard-yellow ball flew into the air, followed by the eyes that followed it.

And Kitagawa Sora jumped up, swinging the tennis racket at extremely fast speeds, already drawing a jade-white silk thread.

Swah——

Bang!
In the bursting stream of light, the brilliance once again shined and bloomed under Kitagawa Sora's thoughts.

Light Strike·Yangyang is back on the scene!

boom!
peng!

Boom!
Boom~
咻叏~~
Boom~~~
Amidst the roars of successive explosions, it was Sora Kitagawa who once again launched a wave of offensive, trying to regain the rhythm and control the entire field.

In more than ten rounds of confrontation, each skill and move came on stage one after another.

Magatama of Yasaka, Wings of Karasu Tengu, Hizaka Ryo, Susanoo's Sword...

Light ball, dark ball, Mirror Moon Realm, residual fire sword...

There is attack, there is defense.

After all, Echizen Minamijiro would not just watch and suffer passively.

Under the unpredictable circumstances, Kitagawa Kong must be very energetic every time in order to cope with it.

And finally.

The changing point of the once again unpredictable situation was the blow of a cold wind and the movement of a flag.

Call ~
hum~
In the flash of light, the aura rises and changes.

In the left half, Sora Kitagawa made the first move.

Swah——

Boom!
"Come, Takamagahara!"

Amid the rushing and exploding air currents, there was a different-dimensional realm that manifested and descended in the radiant mist.

The abode of God, the high place of heaven.

bass!
40-30, the match point ball, caught him off guard, and won the fifth round!

boom!
咻叏~~
Amidst the exploding wind, a spiral-shaped sword of light stabbed straight through at high speed.

The realm of another dimension has arrived, and with the increase in power, Kitagawa Sora's offensive is already heading towards Echizen Nanjiro.

Under the high plains, the devil spreads his wings.

It's a pity.

The match point ball was clear to Kitagawa, and everyone outside the court knew it, and Nanjiro Echizen could not miss it.

then.

Staring at the incoming ball, on the right half of the field, Echizen Nanjiro's eyebrows were slightly raised and his eyes were slightly focused.

In the change of breath, take one step forward and ride on the wind.

The BGM of 'Finally Waiting for You' plays.

Echizen Nanjiro, who was flashing in the air, had already swung the tennis racket in his hand in the energy storm that exploded instantly.

Swah——

"Unparalleled!"

boom!
A heart-shaking sound exploded, played here.

Amidst the wave after wave of violent wind, there was a sudden burst of terrifying power centered on Echizen Nanjiro.

In the dim light, there is also a space appearing.

Unparalleled!

It's not 'unparalleled in ancient and modern times', but truly 'unparalleled'.

Different dimension field——unparalleled!
Boom!
The crackling air, the trembling void.

In an ancient martial arts dojo that materialized, the 'warrior' moved slightly.

Bend your knees slightly and lean forward.

The bandaged right hand swam in front of him, slowly grasping the handle of the knife.

Close your eyes slightly, the strong wind rises, the hair is flying, the hair ribbon is flowing, and the high ponytail is particularly eye-catching.

A stern, sharp face, a tall and straight body.

On the exposed muscles and skin, there are three or two scars and scars.

Hold your breath and gather momentum.

The 'Samurai' is already integrated with this martial arts field that exudes an ancient atmosphere.

Call ~
The wind blows, the wind chimes sound, the lights sway, and the curtains shake.

moment.

bass!
As soon as his eyes opened, a look of shock suddenly appeared, and the 'samurai' who suddenly exerted his strength was already in the wisp of energy, moved forward, and drew his sword to kill.

choke~
Cang!

……

Call ~
The cold wind blew, taking away another 3 minutes.

On the tennis court, another fierce confrontation has come to an end for the time being.

It was like a sharp edge that could cut through all things, completely cutting through all the fog and haze in front of it.

The fiery duel was displayed in front of everyone's eyes.

Swords and swords clashed in the air.

Susanoo flying through the air with wings spread, a samurai under the bright white sword light.

It's like a martial arts field that existed in ancient times, Gao Tianyuan, the residence of the gods in the ninth level of the sky.

For a moment, the competing lights shocked the hearts of everyone outside the venue and lit up countless eyes.

Hedging fiercely again and again, the mighty momentum continued.

From the eyes, from the ears, from the mind, from the body, it shocked and shocked everyone present.

The three musketeers of the coaching staff.

Mifune said nothing and only drank wine.

The high school students were shocked and the middle school students were shocked.

and~
I have even forgotten the little ones talking.

From the beginning of the fifth round, the rising heat determined the scene at this time.

There was silence and shock.

kakaka~~~
woohoo~~~
In the end, it was the refreshing cool breeze that woke everyone up.

wow~~~
"This is only the fifth round~"

"The field of different dimensions has already come out~~~"

"'Takamagahara'..."

"'Unparalleled'..."

And obviously.

In the crowd, there was a young man who cared more about 'Wushuang' than 'Gao Tianyuan'.

bass!
He once again stared deeply at the paused duel on the tennis court.

Echizen Ryoma looked back, then stared at Echizen Ryuya beside him, and asked coolly.

"This 'unparalleled'..."

"have you seen?"

Hearing this, Echizen Ryuya, who also turned around, looked back at Echizen Ryoma with interest.

With that hint of fun, he said in response.

"I have seen."

Then I felt that it was not fun enough, so I deliberately added another cut.

"The old man called me specifically."

Amid the long smile, Echizen Ryoma pursed his lips and turned his head, arrogantly silent.

Compared to the 'Unparalleled Ancient and Modern', this was the first time Ryoma Echizen had seen such a 'Unparalleled Realm of Different Dimensions'.

Looking at Echizen Nanjiro who went to the courtside chair and sat down casually.

Echizen Ryoma was silent for a moment.

As his eyes flashed, he recalled the scene just now, the shocking ancient martial arts dojo, and the unforgettable feeling.

For a moment, the eyes flickered slightly, and the light floated.

……

(End of this chapter)