Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

——With the opponent unaware, arbitrarily using the player's old injuries, habits and weaknesses to drive them and take away their freedom of movement, just like performing a surgical operation bit by bit, is an extremely dangerous way of playing tennis.

and style of play.

And this is the talent of ‘Tennis Doctor’ Alan Hopkins.

But after playing with Alan Hopkins with high expectations, Sora Kitagawa felt a little helpless.

Without it, it is inappropriate.

In fact, when facing most tennis players, Alan Hopkins's "surgical" ability is very useful, and can even be said to be terrifying.

Cope with the possibility that you may never be able to play tennis again.

But after meeting Kitagawa Sora, Alan Hopkins became miserable.

The talent of 'surgery' is of little use to Kitagawa Sora, who has a perfect body under the 'immortal body'.

Therefore, after one game, Sora Kitagawa just witnessed Alan Hopkins' physical foundation and tennis skills.

As for the 'surgical' talent that made Alan Hopkins known as the 'Tennis Doctor', there was nothing he could do.

that's all.

After staying in the United States for a while and experiencing the tennis of American tennis players, Kitagawa Sora was ready to continue his world tour.

And in it.

When Sora Kitagawa packed his luggage and left the U.S. U17 base.

Reinhardt, who was still unwilling to give up, could only suppress the unwillingness and reluctance in his heart and send Kitagawa Sora away.

no way.

For Kitagawa Sora, who no longer has ambitions to win the U17 World Championship trophy, Reinhardt already knows that his invitation is still an impossible thing to come true.

Therefore.

"See you again~"

"Beichuan!"

"Come on~"

"Reinhardt."

"So are Chico and Dudu."

"This time in the U17 World Championship, just don't have any regrets."

After saying his final farewell words, Kitagawa Sora stepped out facing the rising sun.

With that familiar smile on his face, he walked in the wind, turned his back to the American trio who came to see him off, and left without looking back.

The arm held high and swaying leisurely from side to side as a sign of farewell was so free and unrestrained.

The American trio standing at this end looked at Sora Kitagawa who left straight away and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"His state of mind is no longer the same as ours."

"Took another path."

"I don't know if I can see him again in this U17 World Championship."

"No matter what, it's still a pity after all."

Phew~

At this moment, the wind was blowing quietly.

It is causing ripples in the world of football again.

Kitagawa Sora's world journey has reached the final stage.

The big devil is coming again, it’s that...

The most mysterious existence among the BIG4 in the world.

…

Phew~

On the continent of Europa, on the Libyan Peninsula in the southwest, lies Spain, one of the BIG4 in the tennis world.

In the cool breeze that gradually changed from cold to normal.

A plane flew above the sea of ​​clouds, and against the intertwining sun and clouds, it gradually flew towards Madrid, the capital of the Kingdom of Spain and the gateway to Europe.

At this moment.

The time is mid-February.

As a kingdom with a temperate continental climate, the temperature in Madrid is about 15 degrees.

Phew~

Huhu~~

Hissssssssss~~~

As the plane landed, white hazy air waves began to sweep and spread.

Following the crowd, a figure over 1.8 meters tall with a tennis bag on his shoulder, a large windbreaker and a hood on his head, stepped out of the airport entrance.

The familiar arc at the corner of his mouth makes people smile.

Brush~

Phew~

Another breeze blew, and as the figure slowly raised its head, there was a pair of clear eyes under the hood.

Under the depth of his eyes, he looked in all directions.

The scenery of Madrid is unobstructed and panoramic.

"BIG4, Spain~"

"I'm coming~"

There was a strong sense of expectation in his words.

Huhu~~

The hood was blown and the hair tips were flying.

That handsome and elegant face with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, a sunny and mysterious face, emerged from it.

Exactly...

The great devil who has descended here, the conqueror of the country who is looking for another opponent, the traveler who is famous in the world of football.

Kitagawa Sora!

…

Phew~

The breeze and fresh air blend together to disperse the special smell and feel of this place.

This is the 'General Hospital of Madrid'.

When it comes to hospitals, everyone naturally has a feeling, even here, it is the same.

As the largest and best municipal hospital in Madrid, the ‘Madrid General Hospital’ is ranked among the best in the entire Kingdom of Spain.

Needless to say, the most famous sports rehabilitation center among them.

It occupies a very large area and is the largest in scale.

Among them, in the ward with the most luxurious conditions, there was a figure sitting in front of a specially made table.

Through the open window, you can look out at the beautiful world outside the ward and appreciate the vast blue sky.

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There is a simple diary placed on the table in front of him, and he holds a pen in his hand, writing something from time to time.

One head had been shaved before, but now it had grown back quite a bit, and it was blowing in the breeze that came in from the window.

This man has a calm face, an aura of isolation from the world exuding all over his body, and is wearing an ordinary hospital gown, but it is difficult to conceal the grace hidden between his brows and eyes.

He is the captain of the Spanish U17 team, the only true god in the Spanish tennis world, a professional tennis player with rich experience and known as a 'genius heretic'.

His strength is a complete mystery, and he may even be an existence superior to Bald Borg (Polk).

——Antonio da Medanore!

winter~winter~

Just when Medanore was looking out the window, writing in his diary, and thinking about life.

The ward door was knocked and the window curtains were rolled.

Medanore was also awakened, causing him to turn around and look over his shoulder.

"Antonio."

"Someone is here to see you."

At the door, a nurse responsible for taking care of Medanore opened the door with one hand, turned sideways, and spoke to Medanore.

immediately.

Under Medanore's silent gaze, a figure came into view.

Tennis bag, big windbreaker, slender body, unfamiliar handsome face, walking forward with secret wind...

The moment he first glanced at it, Medanore's eyes froze slightly, and an inexplicable feeling quickly cheered him up.

Similar~

No!

Or rather...

Strong!

ever!

In an instant, the two lines of sight began to intersect and collide in the void.

In the room, Medanore, who was undergoing treatment and recovery, met Sora Kitagawa who came specially to visit.

Step~

Under Medanore's gaze, Sora Kitagawa, who was not wearing a hood, stepped forward in two steps and placed the fruit in his hand on the table beside him.

Then he turned sideways, looked at Medanore, and stretched out his right hand.

"Hello, I am Kitagawa Sora."

"A...traveler wandering the world."

"Hmm~"

"Playing tennis~"

Underneath the smile, Kitagawa Sora's voice sounded softly, making a subtle joke.

And the other side.

After hearing Sora Kitagawa's name, Medanore's eyes flashed with a flash of clarity and certainty.

Immediately, he looked at Kitagawa Sora's polite hand.

Medanore's movements were not slow, he put down the pen in his hand, closed the diary on the table, and stood up.

Turning around to face Kitagawa Sora, he also extended his right hand.

"Hello, I am Antonio da Medanore."

At this moment, the corners of the mouth were outlined and the brows and eyes were changing. Although it was very shallow, there was indeed a sunny and natural smile that appeared on Medanore's face.

And being able to be treated like this by Medanore also shows~

"The great devil from the east, the conqueror of nations who travels the world, the invincible existence, the arrogant devil who wants to sweep the world of football."

"I know you, Kitagawa Sora."

With a chuckle, Medanore recounted the information he had received about Sora Kitagawa.

Beichuan Kong's heart twitched slightly amid the interesting tone.

Good guy~

Some time has passed, and it seems that there is another name on my head for no apparent reason.

‘Arrogant devil’?

Kitagawa Sora called him a good guy.

However, the prefix "wanting to sweep the world football world" made Sora Kitagawa secretly nod, expressing approval and satisfaction.

Later.

With some humble words, Kitagawa Sora and Medanore ended the stage of first acquaintance and each found a seat to sit down.

Kitagawa Sora also learned.

Medanore was able to know Sora Kitagawa's existence not only through the Internet, but also through friends who came to visit her and people in the tennis circle who were in constant contact with her.

Hmm~

In short, through various channels, because Kitagawa Sora's reputation is getting louder and louder, many people in the tennis circle are aware of his existence.

…

After sitting down, Kitagawa Sora looked around habitually and looked at the situation in the room.

Kitagawa took an extra look at the diary placed on the table in front of Medanore.

According to the original description, Medanore's special memory point, apart from a major surgery, is the so-called "double personality".

Antonio and Medanore.

The friendly Medanore, the domineering Antonio.

Antonio da Medanore, the ‘genius heretic’.

And this diary, which is usually carried with you, should be the diary that your current personality records and writes every day.

certainly.

Regarding this diary, Kitagawa Sora just took a closer look and then looked away.

He has no habit of peeping, nor does he have the habit of revealing other people's privacy.

Phew~

At the right moment, a breeze blew from the window.

As the curtains fluttered, Kitagawa Sora asked.

"How do you feel after the surgery?"

In the past few days, Kitagawa Sora, who arrived in Spain, has not been idle.

In addition to daily travel to witness the local customs of Spain and experience tennis in various places.

Kitagawa Sora also went to collect information about Medanore.

Medanore, who was once the absolute king and now a hospital patient, has disappeared for a long time. Although all kinds of information are complicated and confusing, it is not easy to collect and distinguish.

But for the young master Beichuan, none of this is a problem.

Therefore, Kitagawa Sora is very aware of Medanore's current situation.

Hmm~

The above inquiry is just polite.

On Medanore's side, after this major surgery, his illness has been treated accordingly, and his whole person is heading in a good direction.

It's just that he hasn't recovered yet and is now in the critical recovery period after surgery.

Treatment, rehabilitation, cultivation.

After the distance is completely healed, until I can pick up a tennis racket and stand on the court again, there is still a final critical period to go through.

And after getting such a result.

Kitagawa Sora was speechless for a moment, and in his heart full of expectations and expectations, there was only a touch of helplessness and regret.

Nothing can be smooth sailing or perfect.

It is perfectly normal to have regrets.

As for Sora Kitagawa's trip around the world, it was a pity that it was this trip to Spain.

…

Eyes dropped.

In the room, Medanore, who was facing the bright breeze, looked out the window after Sora Kitagawa's polite question.

"Well~"

"It's great to be able to continue playing tennis!"

A simple sentence "That's great" is the true expression of a tennis player who loves tennis very much.

Raise your hand in front of your eyes and hold your five fingers inwards.

It was as if the old friend who had always fought side by side was already in his hands.

Illness has always been the enemy of tennis players, but Medanore was lucky this time and defeated the imprisonment of the disease.

Listening to Medanore's soft words, Kitagawa Sora couldn't help but smile knowingly.

It would be a pity for a tennis player like Medanore to sink into the whirlpool of illness.

And the way it is now, it's just right.

At this time.

Medanore turned his head, looked at Kitagawa Sora, and spoke softly.

"When you come here this time, you must have traveled to Spain and are ready for the challenge."

"Hmm~"

Beichuan Kong nodded slightly and answered.

“Where was the time and place chosen?”

"I'll get ready."

Under a flash of shock, Medanore said these words resolutely.

Some are willful, some are reckless, some should not be so, and some... are reasonable and worthy of admiration.

After all, he, Antonio da Medanore, is the king of Spanish tennis.

The absolute king, the only true god, the strongest man shouldering the glory, the captain and general of the U-17 representative team.

Medanore has a responsibility that he must shoulder.

certainly.

It's one thing if Medanore is willing, but it's another thing if Kitagawa Sora is not willing.

Looking at Medanore in front of him, Kitagawa Sora smiled slightly, shook his head and refused.

"you?"

"Forget it~"

"Um?"

Medanore was slightly startled by the flirtatious tone and casual words, and then raised his eyebrows slightly. Medanore had not seen such a 'looking down on people' attitude for a long time.

Of course, the big devil said.

"You think too much, Medanore."

"I came here today just to see what the opponent I was looking forward to now looks like and what the situation is like."

Brush~

The orange in his hand was gently thrown up and slowly fell down.

Kitagawa Sora, who smiled slightly, put the orange on Medanore's side of the table and said loudly.

"Come here to make friends~"

immediately.

Amid Medanore's smile, Kitagawa Sora continued.

"You are the person in this country who is most qualified to be my opponent."

"But it's a pity that that's you in the past, or it may be you in the future, but it's definitely not you now."

In the past, Medanore was active in the world of golf as a supernova professional tennis player.

And the future Medanore.

As the main player and captain of the Spanish team, he led a group of partners to defeat the United States team and advance to the finals of the U17 World Cup to face the Neon team.

His mysterious and unknowable strength directly led him to be destined to be the most powerful BOSS under the two pig's feet.

As for the current Medanore, as Sora Kitagawa said, he is not suitable to stand on the tennis court yet.

The other side.

Listening to Sora Kitagawa's heartfelt words, Medanore couldn't help but smile knowingly.

"You guy~"

Immediately, the two people's smiling eyes met again.

Sora Kitagawa is a tennis player, not an executioner.

Even though Medanore was ready to wake up, Kitagawa Sora couldn't turn a blind eye.

It's good to say that he didn't play. Once he stood on the real tennis court, he would not lose the game on purpose because of Medanore's situation.

And in this state, Medanore was bored.

If it's more serious, after a duel, Medanore may not even be able to pick up a tennis racket in the future.

Therefore.

The match against Medanore can only be said with regret.

…

In the room illuminated by sunlight, Kitagawa Sora and Medanore had a casual chat in a friendly and harmonious atmosphere.

Sora Kitagawa talked about what he saw and heard during his trip around the world.

Medanore, on the other hand, recounted his previous experiences and knowledge as a professional tennis player.

The last last.

After being reminded by the nurse's arrival again, Kitagawa Sora's trip to visit and make friends could be considered to have come to an end.

Standing up and hanging his tennis bag, Sora Kitagawa said goodbye.

As Kitagawa walked away, Medanore asked a key question.

"Since I have no chance here, who do you want to challenge?"

Beichuan Sora, who had reached the door, turned sideways and looked back. He did not answer immediately, but asked with a slight smile.

"Except you."

"Who is the best in Spanish tennis?"

"My partner, the vice-captain of the Spanish U17 team, is also the current acting captain."

"Frio Roman!"

After meeting Sora Kitagawa's eyes, Medanore spoke out the answer in his heart.

And accordingly.

Beichuan Sora answered with a leisurely smile.

"Then it's decided that it's him."

If you want to fight, just fight the strongest one, and if Medanore is unable to play, then let the second strongest 'Frio Roman' take over.

I hope that the current acting captain of the Spanish U-17 team has enough strength to allow him to have a hearty duel~

certainly.

The big devil said that only children make choices, adults want them all.

How can one 'Frio Roman' be enough?

Count everyone else, too~

Amidst the reappearance of hope, Kitagawa turned his back and left Medanore's ward.

And looked at Kitagawa Sora's back waving his hands and leaving.

Medanore couldn't help but smile helplessly.

"This guy~"

At this moment, Medanore could not help but feel a subtle feeling in his heart.

Facing Kitagawa Sora, his friends are probably going to be tortured one after another this time.

My thoughts wandered for a long time.

Looking back, looking at the half-peeled orange on the table, Medanore smiled happily.

Smiling very heartily.

Today, I seem to have gained a very good friend~

"Beichuan~"

"I hope I have a chance to have a fight with you~"

…