Prince of Tennis: Start by replicating your talent

Bismarck had no time to react before the tennis ball bounced out and the point was scored.

"Is this the alternate dimension?"

Bismarck frowned slightly.

This was something he didn't expect.

Now, he finally remembered why this guy was chosen and invited by their captain.

At their level, alternate dimensions are not uncommon.

But he was able to create such a terrifying different dimension in the second grade of junior high school.

This requires us to say: He is a monster!

You know, going into another dimension also requires strong physical fitness, and the physical fitness of junior high school students is destined to be inferior to that of high school students.

But Nanchuan did it, and that's what makes him so terrifying.

"Perhaps, physical support is not absolutely necessary. His belief and obsession with victory are enough to support him to play in another dimension." Borg said outside the court.

"I can see that he really wants to improve and make breakthroughs."

"So he made himself win this game."

"And Bismarck is most likely just an opponent for him to practice his moves."

After hearing such analysis, the others were completely speechless.

The senior member of the elite team was actually used as a practice target by a new junior high school student.

And now it's an overwhelming counterattack.

What else is there to say?

Next.

This giant sword directly reversed the situation of the game.

Nanchuan had no intention of procrastinating, and wanted to use Bismarck to make his own dimension even more powerful.

So, he gave it his all, and the power of the tennis ball he hit became more and more terrifying.

"Thank you, Senior Bismarck!" Nanchuan suddenly said.

Bismarck, including everyone outside the venue, did not know what he meant by this sentence.

The giant sword fell from the sky.

boom!

Bismarck wanted to catch the ball.

"Hmph, kid, no matter how strong you are, I have to catch this ball!"

Dadada, he moved very quickly and appeared in front of the tennis ball in an instant.

He wants to face the giant sword head-on!

Nanchuan snorted:

"Then you have to think carefully about the consequences of not being able to take this sword."

Chapter 173 Talent Change

"What are the consequences of this sword?"

Bismarck snorted: "Then I'll try it!"

boom!

"Senior caught it!"

Sayared shouted excitedly.

Kunimitsu Tezuka shook his head.

Borg and Q.P, who were standing outside, also shook their heads.

"This ball is bound to be lost."

The sound of a mantis!

As they finished their words, Bismarck's racket was directly penetrated by Nanchuan's tennis ball and flew out.

The racket socket fell to the ground, the strings were completely unrecognizable, and Bismarck's right hand felt tingling and numb due to the contact with the extremely powerful tennis ball. The pain was so severe that he subconsciously covered his right arm.

And a look of horror appeared on his face.

“Just now… it was the giant sword that chopped it down.”

Although this is a bit exaggerated.

But in fact, what he saw was indeed such an illusion.

The giant sword chopped off his right wrist.

He couldn't hold the racket tightly and was knocked out by the powerful force.

If his legs hadn't been strong enough, everyone else would have flown out with him.

The severe pain made Bismarck groan, "What a domineering ball!"

Although he didn't understand what sword intent was, when he caught the tennis ball and the giant sword fell down, he knew the horror of sword intent.

"So your tennis has reached this level. The airflow turns into sword intent, speeding up the speed of the tennis ball, causing extremely strong lethality--:

"It's me. I was careless." Bismarck generously admitted his problem and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

Nanchuan: "So, can we continue fighting now?"

In fact, he knew very well how much impact this ball had on Bismarck, and this arm must be treated in time.

But from the players' perspective, no one is willing to give up at this time.

Is it just a matter of personal dignity or respect for tennis?

Some people are so obsessed with winning that they never give up on the idea even if it means they die on the field.

"Of course we will continue." Bismarck said with a smile, "This injury is nothing."

Bismarck believes that he has paid a price to reach his current position. As an athlete, he is bound to get injured.

This body has long been accustomed to the pain.

Nanchuan found that he had still underestimated Bismarck.

This guy's tennis can't be replicated, and even his body has adapted to many injuries.

After a while, I saw that his hands were able to hold the racket, as if he had never been injured.

Nanchuan was shocked.

Bismarck returned to the bottom line and patiently explained: "Haha, don't be shocked. When your actual opponent is a world-class tennis player, your body will be able to adapt after going through hellish training."

Nanchuan didn't say anything.

He was well aware of the destructive power of his other-dimensional power.

Especially the ball just now.

I can only say that Bismarck is terrible. Nanchuan smiled and said, "I see. This is probably your trump card!"

"continue!"

boom!

He hit the tennis ball.

"But Senior Bismarck, I don't believe you can catch my second or third goal!"

A person's physical fitness definitely has its limits.

Even if we break the limits at this stage, there is still a limit to the limits of the limits.

No matter how much the body adapts to pain, it cannot adapt to pain that keeps coming.

The giant sword behind Nanchuan fell down wildly, and Bismarck received the ball again and again, but in the end he was unable to hit back and score.

However, he managed to fight to the end.

"7-5!"

Bismarck lost.

The loss was quite tragic.

Now I can't even hold the racket.

The whole audience was silent at this moment.

The only sound was the players' panting. Bismarck, sweating profusely, sat on the ground, covering his arm.

"happy!"

Although he almost fainted from the pain in his arm, Bismarck still expressed his thoughts loudly at the moment.

This game was really exciting and enjoyable.”

Nanchuan wiped the sweat from his forehead, stood up and said:

"Senior, you'd better go to the infirmary as soon as possible. Even though you can catch my tennis ball, your hand is almost useless."

"In order to change careers next year, go to the infirmary right now."

Bismarck stood up, his right hand vertical and unable to move.

He smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm not that stupid."

He turned and left, his lonely figure passing through the crowd. Finally, he looked back at Nanchuan and said:

"Boy, I accept defeat sincerely."

The guys who were speechless due to shock didn't say anything at this time. They just took their rackets and went to training silently.

The training atmosphere became more and more intense, which made the coaches in front of the big screen in the office very happy.

In fact, before Nanchuan and the others came, the others had never slacked off in their training.

It's just getting more and more complicated now.

"Bismarck won't have to go out to play these days."

Head coach Lutru said to the others.

Frankensteiner hummed: "Coach, then, in the games against other teams, who will fill in Bismarck's place?"

"Needless to say, it's Nanchuan."

"Yes, coach."

"Very impressive." Nanchuan handed over a bottle of water while sitting on a chair to rest.

"You're still as strong as ever."

After defeating one of the core players of the elite team, Nanchuan's ranking in the training camp has been rising rapidly and his reputation has become very famous.

Those who are unwilling to accept the defeat can only grit their teeth and train to improve themselves first.

For example, Sayreid, who still looked unconvinced but couldn't be arrogant.

Nanchuan forced a smile and said, "This is one of the toughest matches I have ever played."

The most difficult match he had ever played was his first match against Seiichi Yukimura, which allowed him to unleash his talent for oppression.

Later, he became more and more talented, which made it easier for him to fight. Even when facing the big and small Meda, he could still send them directly to the hospital.

But Bismarck—

"I feel like this team is even stronger than the German team I know."

Bismarck is indeed very strong, but now his strength is beyond Nanchuan's expectations.

Then Nanchuan had to guess the true strength of Q.P and Borg.