Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

"Meeting gifts and showing off..."

"It's not enough to destroy my will to fight, Beichuan!

!”

"Ah~drink~"

With a soft drink, he stared at Sora Kitagawa standing proudly in the right half, Jusaburo Mori's eyes surged with fighting spirit, and the tennis ball flew high again.

Whoosh!

Peng!

With a crisp sound, the yellow streamer flashed and flew towards Beichuan Kong.

The target landing point is the right half of the service area, the inverted triangle position, and the outside line of the ball.

And for such a serve, Kitagawa Sora's gift in return is...

"Copying Technique: Divine Hiding!"

Peng!

Hugh~

The extremely fast swing of the tennis racket left an illusory afterimage in the air, followed by a sudden explosion and bombardment, making a loud sound.

A flash of light that screamed at extremely fast speeds went straight to Juzaburo Mori, making his face darken, dignified and serious.

"Ah~ drink!"

Amidst the low and encouraging voice, it was Jusaburo Mori's eyes that began to flash with fright, and the tennis racket that he suddenly swung.

Bang!

With a loud noise, the tennis ball bounced off the ground and entered the 'hidden' state, and was directly captured by Mori Jusaburo in the void.

With one swing, the counterattack was completed.

"Hey, Chitose, look, this time it's your 'Shenyin'~"

"No, it's your 'Shenyin'~"

At Kyushu Lion Middle School, Chitose Chisato responded to the astonished words of a tennis club senior.

When a unique skill can be used by anyone, it is undoubtedly depressing for the original developer.

Even if you are thousands of years old, there is no exception.

While the audience in the stands were engaged in heated discussions, the duel on the tennis court continued.

…

"Hey~ Atobe, this time it's your 'Waltz to Destruction'."

"Haha~"

On the Hyotei side, the words of Yushi Ninzu and Uncle Atobe sounded, which were their daily jokes and arrogance.

…

Here at Shitenbao Temple, the funny duo, Hara Tetsuya and Hei Shanzhi, are also laughing and joking.

"This time it's your 'bullet'. It's really good luck to be selected by Beichuan. Tsk tsk tsk."

"Ahem, I'm still with you, so there's no need to be so disrespectful, right?"

The deliberate teasing in Yuan Tetsuya's words made Pingshan helpless.

I even couldn't help but start to wonder whether it was because he, the minister, couldn't carry the knife, or because Tetsuya Yuan had become bolder.

…

This is the Qingxue rest area.

"Hey, look, it's Fuji's 'Swallow Returns to the Nest'."

"Hmm~"

After resting for a while, Kikumaru, who had recovered and was full of energy again, jumped up and shouted.

Let Fuji respond with a smile.

And what follows.

"That pose!"

Under Ini Sadaharu's glasses, there is Fujikuma's cheerful smile.

"en~"

"This goal should be Tsukasa's 'Zero'."

Turning his head, he looked around and caught Tezuka's gaze.

"Um."

"It's Type Zero."

The same answer as always, iceberg poker face, Tezuka Kunimitsu.

Well, when facing Fuji, it was a little better. No, I said a few more words.

…

Phew~~~

On the tennis court, the wind roared again.

In the boiling atmosphere, there was noisy and heated discussion that resounded throughout the entire venue.

Under everyone's attention, it was Sora Kitagawa who had already arrived at the net and guided the tennis racket to the left, making a cutting motion from top left to bottom right, hitting everything cleanly.

Peng~呲~

Hugh~

Peng~呲呲呲~~~

With a soft rubbing sound, the tennis ball appeared on the left half of the court.

Under the deep gaze of Mori Jusaburo.

The tennis ball, which was close to the net and fell straight down, started to rub against the ground after it came into contact with it, and then rolled slowly towards the direction of the net.

Sharingan·Copy Technique·Zero Slash!

"Zero!"

"hateful!"

In a whisper with a hint of unwillingness, Jusaburo Mori could only choose to accept the reality and listen to the score report from the referee.

"Score valid."

"15-40."

…

Da~da~da~~~

In the left half of the court, the rhythm of the ball was heard. While bowing to adjust his condition, Mori Jusaburo thought about the game just now.

Two consecutive goals were lost, which was Kitagawa Sona's gradually blowing the offensive horn.

"Huh~"

"Beichuan's offensive has just begun and is so fierce... we cannot let it continue like this!"

How could Mori Juzaburo not know about the snowball effect?

Seeing Sora Kitagawa gradually gaining momentum, Jusaburo Mori knew he had to interrupt it.

On the other hand.

The issue of active attack and passive defense is also very important. Let Kitagawa Sora attack as much as he wants, something stupid like Tousaburo Mori cannot do.

Therefore.

After staring at Sora Kitagawa in the right half, Jusaburo Mori turned his head and took a deep look at the sidelines.

Then...slowly closed his eyes.

Open your ears to your heart and listen quietly to the world.

The whistling of the wind, the flow of clouds, the flow of light, the swaying of treetops and leaves, the surging passion of spectators in the stands from all directions...

Gradually, Mouri Juzaburo's mind converged in his body from the outside to the inside, and there seemed to be a faint thread connecting the heaven, earth and nature.

Buzz~

A layer of hazy light shone directly on Mori Juzaburo's body.

In the end, I heard Juzaburo Mori's words that seemed to be the words from his heart, but also seemed to be a murmur.

"For the next game, please allow me... to sleep for a while!"

ever!

Bang!

Card!

In an instant, with the actions of Mori Jusaburo, the atmosphere in the whole place suddenly changed.

On the right half court, Kitagawa Sora, who was ready to receive the serve, suddenly focused his eyes.

"So...it's the one who 'sleeps'..."

A smile traced from the corner of his mouth.

"I didn't expect that you have already understood this trick. The next generation of flag bearers, the sleeping Mori Juzaburo!"

Recalling the first appearance of the 'sleep' move in the original plot, as well as various corresponding comments, Kitagawa Sora's heart aroused a strong interest.

Because it was the emergence of this move that Tokusaburo Mori earned the title of 'the next generation of flag bearer'.

…

From the coaching bench on the sidelines, after seeing Mori Jusaburo's actions, Yukimura Seiichi also perked up, with a complicated look in his eyes.

A touch of worry, a touch of expectation, a touch of blessing, a touch of unexplainable seriousness...

As for Liu Renji in the rest area, he stretched his body again and stared in the direction of the tennis court.

"Mouri-senpai!"

"No hesitation..."

The words are full of complexity.

Just because Jusaburo Mori is using 'sleeping' now, it can only be said that he has just realized it not long ago, and there is no so-called stability.

One or two of them need to be carefully explored and studied by Mori Juzaburo.

How is the wear and tear? Is there a serious 'debuff' effect? ​​Is there any permanent impact on the physical and mental aspects of tennis players?

But now, facing a powerful enemy, Jusaburo Mori used it directly.

At this moment, Yanagi Renji once again felt the determination of Mori Juzaburo after undergoing baptism, evolution and rebirth.

The current Mori Juzaburo is no longer the former Mori Juzaburo.

For himself, for Li Haidai, for the glory of the championship, and for the final victory, Mori Jusaburo is fighting hard!

…

Of course, compared to the few people who knew the inside story, the audience in the stands were a little confused.

"Ah, what did that guy say just now? Sleeping?"

"Hey, hey, no, why did you start sleeping?"

"What the hell is that Rikkai Dai Mouri doing?"

All of a sudden, complaints and doubts came one after another.

Under the words, he gradually became speechless.

As if a group fight was about to begin, a deafening grunting sound was heard amidst the intense exchanges, coupled with a motionless hero.

The feeling was so sour and refreshing.

Of course, there are also many viewers who have guessed the truth.

"Could it be that..."

"Is that Maori going to use his ultimate move?"

"New skills!"

“Here comes the exciting part!”

…

Phew~

The wind blows, the mind is calm, the mind is peaceful, and the breathing is gentle.

Quietly looking at Mori Juzaburo opposite, Kitagawa Sora was waiting for the 'surprise' to arrive.

Sure enough, even in a more crucial final, Kitagawa Sora still prefers a game with a little more elements of struggle than a mediocre horizontal push and crushing game.

And just how strong the 'Sleeping Mori Juzaburo' will become is what Sora Kitagawa is looking forward to seeing and experiencing.

After all, in another field, there is a famous 'Sleeping Moori Kogoro'.

As both members of the Mori family and the owners of the title "Sleep", I think Juzaburo Mori should also be quite capable.

"bring it on!"

"Sleeping Mori-senpai!"

Amid the call of laughter, Kitagawa Sora responded with a stream of comet speeding from the left half.

…

Deep sleep, a powerful secret skill that is quite amazing but not very scientific.

It allows the body to enter a dormant state of deep sleep, and in unconscious actions, it can tap into the deep potential of the body and attack the opponent in a super-amplified state.

A more fantasy-like saying is that at this time, Juzaburo Mori 'summoned' another version of himself.

Another super powerful self - the sleeping Maori!

Therefore...

Bang!

Hugh~

Peng~da da da~~~

Amidst a series of sounds, a golden stream of light flashed across the right half of the field, causing a commotion in the audience.

The shocked and confused expressions are clearly visible.

Just now, facing Sora Kitagawa's powerful volley, Jusaburo Mori made a shameful gesture like a waltz and hit a speeding ball that directly broke through Sora Kitagawa's defense and scored in return.

The strange scenes one after another moved towards the screen, leaving the audience in the stands overwhelmed.

The 'Sleeping Mori' who suddenly became extremely brave, the weird and extremely shameful batting posture, Kitagawa Sora who was suddenly broken...

"Something's wrong! Something's wrong! Something's wrong!"

Three "something's wrong" words in a row express the inner doubts and confusion of audience A.

"Logically speaking, a counterattack with that kind of posture shouldn't have much power. It's already very unscientific to be able to hit the tennis ball back."

"But that return shot just now, that speed, that power... I can't figure it out no matter how hard I think about it... It shouldn't be..."

Under normal circumstances, according to the scientific view of tennis, the posture of exerting force and so on must comply with common sense.

As for Mouri Juzaburo's "back to body", "one foot on the ground", "arms stretched out", "smiling"...

Just do a waltz, swan dance or other movements, and you will never be able to hit such a powerful shot.

But now...

After a long silence, an audience member revealed the truth.

"Maybe...this is the world of tennis!"

…

"Score valid."

"30-40."

When the referee announced the score, Kitagawa Sora turned his head briefly and glanced at the tennis ball behind him.

The tennis ball mark on the front side of the left foot is clearly visible.

The power of the ball just now made Sora Kitagawa feel eager to try for the first time in a long time.

Looking at the "sleeping" Mori Juzaburo opposite, Kitagawa Sora was very excited.

"Come again!"

Wave~

A bursting sound of bubbles sounded, seemingly in response.

Immediately, in the left half, following his subconscious, Mori Jusaburo started serving again.

brush!

Under that extremely stretched body posture, the tennis ball flew high into the air from Mori Juzaburo's left hand.

Phew~

The tennis racket moves at a high speed, whipped up by the strong wind.

Peng!

Amidst the explosion and sound, a stream of light rushed out.

The speed is extremely fast, like a yellow flash, powerful, the constraints of space and wind seem to be non-existent, and the violent rotation on the tennis ball is even more compelling.

"Well done!"

With a smile blooming, Kitagawa Sora took the shot and began another duel with the "sleeping Mori Jusaburo".

…

Peng!

Stepping, shifting, turning sideways, stopping, waving the tennis racket, with an explosion of "Peng", the tennis ball was hit back, leaving only afterimages.

…

Bang!

With a crisp sound, facing Kitagawa Sora's powerful attack, Mouri Jusaburo completed a perfect counterattack in another wonderful gesture.

The extremely fast pursuit ball that went straight to Kitagawa Sora's left foot was extremely powerful.

…

Boom!

peng!

Two voices suddenly appeared, one after the other, shocking everyone.

Among the sounds of explosions, it was Kitagawa Sora's super brutal smash that leapt into the air.

Under the heavy and crisp sound, it was Tokusaburo Mori who held the tennis racket in front of him with both hands. In a slightly "gorgeous" posture, he faced Sora Kitagawa's smash ball and completed another counterattack to score.

What's more subtle is that the gesture and the principle behind it are vaguely related to the non-duality "brown bear falling into the trap" and "unicorn falling to the ground".

However, these are not important.

For the spectators in the stands, what's more important is that Jusaburo Mori scored again.

"Score valid."

"40-40."

Wow~~~

"Ahhhh~~~"

"Fight back again, score again, break through the big devil's defense again!"

"Tousaburo Mori in this state is so strong and powerful!"

“The name of this secret skill seems to be ‘sleeping’, right? It’s indeed the ‘Sleeping Maori’!

!”

"Have you seen it? The gestures of fighting back are simply amazing!"

"Tennis... is really amazing~~~"

After such emotion, the audience's attention turned to the situation of the game.

"By the way, the score has been evened to '40-40'. Does Mori Juzaburo have a chance..."

Although he didn't finish his words in the end, everyone could tell from the man's expression what he wanted to say.

After laughing, someone responded.

"Don't think about it, even this 'sleeping Maori' will not be the opponent of the big devil."

"Beichuan now should be considered... happy to see Hunter~~~"

Some people refute it, and naturally some people support it.

Some supporters of Li Hai University have once again rekindled their hopes.

"Ha~"

"This is not necessarily the case. As the saying goes, in the world of tennis, everything is possible!"

"What if the 'Sleeping Mori' who has become so strong now wins!"

"Winning or losing depends on the game, not words~"

"Haha~~"

…

Daily arguments, daily exchanges, daily bickering.

However, compared to the daily life of the audience in the stands, the two people on the tennis court have also reached a turning point.

Boom!

There was another explosion, and a tornado of wind and smoke streaked across the right half of the field.

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"Score valid."

"Gross profit, lead."

The referee's call resounded throughout the entire stadium, causing the atmosphere to rise once again and become intense and fiery, but Sora Kitagawa's expression remained unchanged.

Just now.

Kitagawa Sora, who was "tasting" Jusaburo Mori's "sleep", hit a delicious "wave ball".

Such a probing exploration ushered in an explosive counterattack from Jusaburo Mori.

The swing with the center of gravity tilted forward under the grip of both hands unleashed an astonishing explosive force, directly hitting Kitagawa Sora's wave ball.

The power of the return shot was even more overwhelming, allowing Hisaburo Mori to overtake the score and gain a one-goal lead.

With one goal, Jusaburo Mori took the penalty kick in the first round, which aroused the cheers and excitement of countless spectators.

Just one more ball is needed to keep serve and get the first point.

No matter what happens in the subsequent games, at least there is a glimmer of hope to defeat the big devil.

Although they know that it is a bit fanciful and the hope is even slimmer, at least the supporters of Lihai University are still very excited.

but.

All of this should be over for Kitagawa Sora.

…

"Huh~"

A long breath came out, and under the golden sunlight, a rainbow light appeared.

Looking around, his eyes wandered away.

Spectators and tennis players from various schools in the stands.

Here in the rest area are the people from Li Hai and Qing Xue's friends.

Finally, he looked towards the VIP room and smiled slightly.

Brush~

Looking back, Kitagawa Sora looked at the opposite side, Mouri Jusaburo who was still sleeping, and the corners of his mouth were drawn, and he said a faint smile.

"That's almost it~"

After glancing at the scoreboard, amid the whispers, Beichuan Kongzhou's breath began to fluctuate.

“The experience and taste of three balls is enough.”

"I have to say that the secret skill of 'sleeping' is a little bit more powerful than I expected."

"But that's about it."

As soon as I closed my eyes, the surging spiritual sea suddenly surged.

The powerful aura began to escape, and the terrifying power made Beichuan Kong seem to transform into a... god descending into the world!

ever!

The scarlet light flickers.

Beichuan Kong's voice sounded slowly.

"Today's game is a little bit special."

"so……"

"I'd like to apologize first, Maori-senpai."

"It started with '6-0', let's end with '6-0' today!"

Buzz!

boom!

…