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"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
"Rat-a-tat! Rat-a-tat! Rat-a-tat! Rat-a-tat!"
In a remote area of the Americas, a small-scale war is taking place.
The sound of physical combat between the strong, the explosion of flesh, and muffled groans.
The sound of the weak engaging in a gun battle.
It permeates the battlefield.
Two figures, one with orange flames and the other with white, continuously collide in the air.
Every time they collide, they distort the atmosphere, creating sonic booms powerful enough to kill ordinary people!
" Byakuran, you..."
Before Giotto Vongole Primo, who was covered in orange flames, could finish his sentence, Byakuran with a white aura once again charged towards Giotto Vongole Primo.
Giotto Vongole Primo saw it and headed straight for Byakuran.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The continuous intertwining of fists and legs, with bursts of energy flying out from the battlefield of the two. Wherever the energy cluster lands, it will create an explosion with enough power to destroy a small town.
Both sides were not harmed by the energy cluster at all.
"Boss and Byakuran have become much stronger with bastard, their control has increased so much!"
On the right side of the battlefield, a person with slightly less intensity than Giotto Vongole Primo, with red flames, said to the person opposite him, "Yes! The two of us, as guardians of the respective bosses, but... huh..."
After speaking, the two of them fought again.
Two dazzling red flames surged like an unstoppable torrent, obliterating and destroying everything in their path.
Vongola headquarters, children's training camp.
A group of children are learning and practicing the skills of killing, saving lives, economics, and more, a series of knowledge that can keep Vongola prosperous forever.
Vongola.
The Italian word means "clam."
It was founded over 500 years ago on the island of Sicily in Italy.
Under the efforts of the first generation and the guardians, Vongola successfully became a huge dark force.
Vongola has an assassination squad called Varia and an external advisor group called CEDEF. Allied families include the Giegue family, Simon family, Giglio Nero family, and Shimon family. The Vongola ring serves as proof of inheritance for the Vongola successor and is also a symbol of the core members of the Vongola Famiglia, belonging to one of the 7³.
After the efforts of the second generation, the third generation, and up to the present ninth generation.
Super intuition belongs exclusively to the bloodline of the eldest legitimate son of the Vongola, so the next generation is definitely the children of the previous generation.
"Being biological or not, there's no need to go to the hospital at all (manually funny).
Test-tube babies, genetic replication cannot have super intuition; it seems that the Vongola lineage is engraved in the depths of the soul, not in the genes or blood."
Has become a behemoth wielding 1/14 of the world's power, influence, and wealth.
However, during the reign of the ninth generation, a monstrous being was born.
Byakuran.
Enough to share knowledge and memories with oneself in all parallel universes at the same time.
A creature that can gather, span countless parallel worlds, and share memories.
Possessing one out of 7³ of the Marai ring.
Leading the " Gesso family ", we aim to overthrow the rule of the Vongola Famiglia and become the new leaders.
Our guardians and subordinates are on par with Vongola, and occasionally even achieve victory.
It can be said that Vongola is facing its biggest crisis.
It can also be said to be the greatest opportunity. Only by defeating the Byakuran -led family, Vongola can at least control 1/9 of the world.
This is enough to make any ruler speechless.
Even if it triggers the third world war.
Okay, the ninth generation of Vongola just had to let Byakuran join them. So, there was a small battlefield in the Americas.
The assassin's attack.
Under the surveillance of the Avengers, as long as Vongola persists, then Gesso family will become a vassal family of Vongola Famiglia.
If Gesso family wins, then Vongola will abandon this idea and give Gesso family the power to control 2/23 of the world belonging to Vongola Famiglia.
Yong, let's go back in a few days.
Hanako smiled as she held the sleeping Hayato, looking worriedly at Uesugi Takeya.
"But..."
"It's nothing, our family isn't wealthy, we can't afford to waste like this. We need to give Hayato a happy home! Without money, it's very difficult." Hanako interrupted Uesugi Takeya's persuasion, speaking softly and gently.
Uesugi Takeya clenched his fist, ran his hand through his golden hair, and let out a sigh.
"Alright, I'll listen to you."
Hanako's tense body also relaxed.
Looking at the child in her arms, Hanako showed a motherly smile.
"Child, you must grow up quickly!!"
"I now announce that Gesso family has officially become a vassal family of Vongola Famiglia!"
The avenger announces to all participating families.
I'm sorry, Nako, I can't keep my promise.
Byakuran They won't let a legitimate lineage that can keep Vongola thriving exist.
So...
Giotto Vongole Primo looked in the direction of Dongfang and his wife Nako, and sighed.
"The boundary of time"
Chiba Prefecture
At the venue of a youth tennis tournament.
This is a tennis competition organized by the International Tennis Federation.
The tournament can be divided into three groups: junior group, middle school group, and high school group.
The same.
Not only in Chiba Prefecture.
Neon Tokyo, Osaka, Nagoya, Kobe, Kanagawa and other places are all holding youth tennis championships. The champions and runners-up of the youth groups in each region will compete in the final in Tokyo, while the other two groups do not have this opportunity.
At this moment, in the Kanagawa Prefecture championship.
In the youth group.
Two young people stood out, one of them.
From the beginning of the competition to the current finals, there has not been a single defeat. Moreover, each match has been won with a score of 6:0, completely defeating the opponents.
Another one lost two goals in the quarterfinals and failed to win all the matches.
In the afternoon.
Time: 13:50.
The final match, youth group finals.
The game has not started yet.
The surrounding area is already filled with people.
The players from the junior high school and high school teams are also watching the game.
"Who will win the final match in the youth group?"
"It should be the boy with the tied-up flaxen braid, he hasn't lost a single goal, it's simply terrifying. I think the other boy is hanging by a thread, even though he has only lost 2 goals in the entire game."
"The strength of the boy with the tied-up flaxen braid and the boy with black hair is already comparable to the junior high level, right?"
"Yeah."
"......"
The audience outside the stadium were discussing one after another.
However, this statement.
But it made the players in the junior high and high school groups feel very unhappy.
They were actually being compared to a little brat in the youth group?
So, they came to watch this game. Just to see how good the young competitors in the tournament really are.
Trample, trample, trample!
Suddenly, a rhythmic sound of footsteps came.
"Here he comes!"
Everyone's eyes paused and turned to the entrance of the stadium.
"Hayato, this time, I won't lose to you."
The black-haired youth had a serious expression.
The boy known as Hayato had a smile on his lips.
He said, "Akaboshi, if I'm not mistaken, you've said that at least four hundred times."
Hayato Uesugi is his name.
In fact, he has another name.
However, for the current Hayato, it doesn't matter anymore.
In this life, even though his family is poor, his life is very happy, and he is content.
The boy called Akaboshi is his good friend and also a partner who has been betting on tennis with Hayato to make money. Both of them participated in the junior tennis championship this time.
Finally emerged and made it to the finals.
"Now, it's time for the final match of the youth group. All participating players, please take the field!"
At this moment, the referee spoke up.
Upon hearing this.
Hayato walked onto the court with a racket in hand.
Akaboshi and Shoichiro were both serious and focused, not daring to be careless at all.
Sigh.
He took a deep breath and then slowly walked onto the field.
"Finally, it's about to begin."
This moment.
Everyone off the court paused and looked towards the field.
Among the crowd.
A serious-looking young man with glasses and chestnut-colored hair, staring unblinkingly at the field.
"Is that Fuutarou Uesugi?"
His pupils instinctively contracted: "Indeed very strong."
Tezuka Kokkou, this is his name.
At this moment.
The referee's voice rings out.
"The game begins, one set ends, serve!"
On the court, in the bottom line.
His eyes slightly narrowed, and his black hair covered his eyes.
Across from him, Hayato had a gentle smile on his lips.
Golden amber In the gentle eyes, there is a sense of steadiness.
Bang!
A sound of hitting the ball came.
The tennis ball flew like a shooting star, swiftly passing over the net.
"What a fast serve!"
Whether it's the junior high group or the high school group, their eyes focused.
Just based on this serve, it's enough to defeat any one of them.
"Akaboshi, your serve is becoming more and more like a implosion."
Hayato has a smile at the corner of his mouth.
Taking a step forward, his flaxen braids sway in the wind.
Step, step, step!
Take three steps and then two steps, and then stabilize your body.
The footsteps paused, the arms stretched out.
With a thud, the tennis ball landed.
Raise a little dust.
Whew!
In an instant, Hayato's racket was already there.
Snap!
With a light sound, the tennis ball was hit back.
"What a beautiful return."
Tezuka Kokkou couldn't help but say, "The timing of the swing is just right, with no unnecessary movements, and the form is very standard, similar to a half-swing counterattack."
It's as smooth as flowing clouds and water, incredibly smooth.
Phew!
The tennis ball flew like an arrow, creating a sound of breaking through the air.
"It's too slow, Hayato."
Akaboshi Shoichiro's eyes narrowed, and he quickly moved his feet.
"Is that so?"
Hayato heard Akaboshi Shoichiro's words and a hint of playfulness appeared on his face.
Shua!
The words fell.
The tennis ball that was originally going to hit the ground suddenly changed its trajectory.
It landed steadily on the opposite side of Akaboshi and Shoichiro, near the bottom line.
On the ground, there still lingers a faint imprint of a ball.
"0:15!"
Then the referee announced, "No way? The ball actually changed its trajectory?"
"What's going on?"
Seeing this, the people watching the game couldn't help but ask.
"At the moment of counterattacking, he used the power of his wrist to put spin on the ball."
Tezuka Kokkou's voice sounded somewhat puzzled: "I thought the direction of the bounce would only change after the ball landed, but I didn't expect..."
I didn't expect that the ball would change its trajectory before it even hit the ground.
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