Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

At this time, on the quiet beach.

Just when Kitagawa Sora was about to lead everyone to start special training, the Rokkaku people who were practicing on the beach suddenly barged in.

"Eh~"

"What's going on here?"

"Wow, what are these things like? They look like the playground made by my father."

"The people over there are..."

Accompanied by the voices of doubts from the people in Rokkaku, on the beach, the two teams staged an unexpected encounter and looked at each other.

"Hey, you are!"

"People from Rokkaku Middle School!"

Turning around, Rokkaku and his group caught the eyes of everyone in Qingxue.

Looking at the dark red uniforms worn by everyone in Rokkaku and the familiar faces they had just seen two days ago, Kikumaru and Oishi couldn't help but speak.

At this time, when they looked at each other, Saeki Torajiro, who was dripping with sweat, also saw his 'childhood sweetheart & young Tamede'.

A look of surprise, a smile, and a voice of call blurted out.

"Fu Er!"

"Why are you here!"

Obviously, compared to the Seigakus who had known each other before, Saeki Torajiro's sudden recognition made everyone in Rokkaku look at each other in confusion.

"Saeki, long time no see."

"By the way, I watched your game that afternoon. You played really well."

The gentleness of his smile and Hexi's gentleness make people feel good about him.

After learning from Torajiro Saeki that Fuji was his friend who had grown up together since childhood, everyone in Rokkaku looked at Fuji even more differently.

"Hey, what happened? Why did you stop?"

At this time, the old man appeared on stage with his hands behind his back, his long goatee blowing in the wind, and a leisurely look on his face.

As everyone in Liujiao hurriedly turned around to greet him, Dad slowly came to the front of everyone in Qingxue.

Here, Sora Kitagawa spoke first and said hello politely.

"Hello, Dad, I am Sora Kitagawa, the coach of the Seigaku Tennis Club."

"Oh, I know you. Little Kongkong, you are a very interesting little guy."

Quack~~~

Sora... Sora? What the hell?

At this moment, not only Kitagawa Sora, but also Fuji, Tezuka and others were stunned for a moment, and then laughed happily.

In the end, Kitagawa Sora had no choice but to accept his new nickname.

Okay, you are old, so you have the final say. Let Xiao Kongkong be Xiao Kongkong.

As for the people in Rokkaku, they were a little confused.

Minister Akai raised his eyebrows one by one: "Coach of Qingxue Tennis Club?"

Ryota's eyes froze in the morning: "Kitagawa Sora? The 'strongest' demon king on the surface?"

Others also paused and asked questions: "Qingxue?"

"In other words, this Fuji is the legendary genius Fuji?"

I don't know who muttered something, which made everyone wake up.

At this time, Saeki Torajiro seemed to have reacted, and touched his head slightly embarrassed.

I just focused on introducing Fuji to everyone, and didn’t respond to other aspects of the matter.

At this time, the stares on the beach gradually escalated.

Staring at each other, sizing each other up, their eyes constantly intertwined.

Qingxue/Rexagon, the opponent in the semi-finals of the top four!

...

"Hello, I'm Akaiichi, the director of the tennis club at Rokkaku Middle School."

"Hello, I am Tezuka Kunimitsu, the director of the Tennis Club of Youth Academy."

The two ministers, one big and one small, shook hands and greeted each other.

"Hello, I'm Ryota Amor."

"Hello, I'm Sadaharu."

Two men with glasses who were engaged in data began to have a vague confrontation.

"Hello, I am..."

In this way, after some friendly self-introductions, everyone in Qingxue and Rokkaku had a preliminary understanding.

Of course, because everyone is communicating with good intentions, it is normal for the relationship to get better.

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Competition, competition, opponent...

When in a state of healthy and friendly competition, both parties will naturally become friends.

...

"By the way, Fuji, what are you doing?"

At this time, looking at the special runway on the beach and the old wooden rackets held in the hands of everyone in Seigaku, Saeki Torajiro asked curiously.

"Well, training, we will be conducting special training here in the next three days."

"Special training!"

A different kind of coincidence surprised everyone in Liujiao.

Yes, it seems that this is fate, everyone is actually training specially.

After Kitagawa Sora looked at the people in Rokkaku, he looked at his father next to him who still had the same leisurely expression.

"Everyone from Rokkaku, from the looks of it, you must be undergoing special training."

"So, do you want to have a special three-day stay?"

Kitagawa Sora, on his part, smiled and sent an invitation to Rokkaku to stay together.

Originally, Kitagawa Sora was still thinking about how to find his father in a "reasonable" way and meet the Byodo-in Phoenix in the temple.

After all, if you go directly to the temple to 'visit', and after seeing Byodo-in Phoenix, say, 'Come, little Phoenix, let's fight with you~', something big will probably happen.

No, by fate and God's will, we met directly on the beach.

...

"Let's stay together for exchange..."

On Rokkaku's side, Akaiichi and Hayama Ryota looked at each other and then looked directly at their father.

"Dad, do you see it?"

"Yeah, okay~"

Under the gaze of everyone, Dad nodded leisurely and agreed.

"Hey, then, Qingxue and Rokkaku's special training together will begin now."

Kikumaru jumped to his feet and raised his hands high.

Underneath the smile, he declared loudly.

"Then everyone from Rokkaku should come here and pick out the tennis rackets you will use later."

"Oh, by the way, these are the rules about the 'special training track'. Take a look."

Kitagawa Sora, on his side, asked everyone in Rokkaku to get the tennis rackets, while handing over an explanation form.

Fortunately, Kitagawa Sora had habitually prepared an extra set of related tools before.

There is finally no shortage of old wooden tennis rackets and the like.

...

soon.

After some preparation.

Qingxue & Rokkaku's two-school joint training has officially begun.

"Get ready!"

"run!"

Standing on the platform next to the starting point, Inui Sadaharu held the score sheet and pen in his hands, and Ryota Asa held the stopwatch.

In the eyes of everyone, the shout that represented the beginning was heard.

As the timer started, Kitagawa Sora, who had already been prepared at the starting point, shot out like an arrow from the string.

Stepping on the sand, gravel flies.

The groups have actually been divided, and the fourteen team members from the two schools matched up one by one.

Well, not counting Kitagawa Sora.

In Rokkaku Middle School's surprise, everyone in Seigaku voted and unanimously recommended that Sora Kitagawa form a team by himself.

As for why, haha, the loser has to drink up the juice.

After Shitenbao Temple, the main candidates of Rokkaku Middle School became the next lucky ones~~~

...

Because everyone was unfamiliar with the ‘special training track’, Sora Kitagawa became the first one to start.

After all, these things were designed by him, so it’s just right to give everyone a demonstration.

This is not the case.

As Kitagawa Sora set off, others began to watch intently.

brush!

On the special training track, Kitagawa Sora was flying rapidly, like a figure rising in the wind, which made everyone in Rokkaku on the sidelines stare at each other.

"It's so fast!"

"Is it really okay to run at this sprint speed?"

The special training track is not short, and part of it is in the sea, and there are traps and obstacles in it, so everyone at Rojia Middle School raised the above doubts.

However, the explanation from Kikumaru made everyone in Rokkaku Middle School stunned again.

"Sprint speed?"

"That's not true. This speed is just Beichuan's normal speed."

Seeing Kikumaru's raised and wagging fingers, everyone in Rokkaku was stunned again.

You call this...normal speed?

Without him, just because Kitagawa Sora on the special training track had already run three to five meters in the blink of an eye.