Prince of Tennis: Start by replicating your talent

Some of them had expressions of disappointment on their faces.

"What a pity. There is no way. It's a pity to be the overlord of Kanto for a long time. I never expected this."

"Will this be a problem for the first graders this year?"

"Who knows! But it's OK to watch them play. Whether it's Sanada or Yanagi Renji, they can beat the second and third year seniors in the monthly school ranking competitions, not to mention Yukimura Seiichi who is like a child of God."

"Could it be that the Ice Emperor is really too strong?"

"I think it's a mistake in the deployment of troops! Yukimura should be allowed to play!"

"Speaking of the point, I didn't expect Yukimura not to play. I can only say that the first-years were too successful. They have become complacent and look down on their opponents."

"You know, Hyotei made it to the nationals last year, so they're not that weak."

"You can't say that. After all, Hyotei is also a first-year singles player."

"Your words are even more amazing. Doesn't this prove that Ice Emperor is even stronger?"

"In fact, especially that Nanchuan, his tennis is really amazing. I am now looking forward to it. If Yukimura Seiichi plays against him, who will win!"

The few people who were training hard at this time did not hear the discussion in the audience.

But everyone's face looked very heavy.

They felt guilty for not continuing the Kanto championship.

Among them, Sanada was the most numb. No one knew how he felt when his confidence and faith were repeatedly shattered by Nanchuan.

Chapter 65: Conflict between Atobe and Tezuka

"Rikkai University must be in a bad mood today. I can understand their feelings. Now Hyotei is really lively. The contrast is really huge."

Fuji and Tezuka came out of the sushi restaurant owned by their teammate Kawamura Takashi and went to the barbecue restaurant next door.

Perhaps he couldn't believe that a young master like Atobe would appear in a common barbecue restaurant. He stood there for half a day before confirming that it was indeed Hyotei, and he couldn't help but sigh.

"Do you want to go in?" asked Bu Er, "Let's join in the fun."

"Don't you want to ask Nanchuan how he did it? I also want to ask him why he stood me up."

Tezuka was not the kind of person who liked to join in the fun, and sometimes he hardly showed up at gatherings among his classmates.

In fact, just now when he saw that it was Hyotei's home court, he turned around and wanted to leave.

But after Fuji said this, he stopped.

At this time, Kawamura Takashi came out with a basket of sushi in his hand. He saw that the two of them had not left yet and was very curious:

"Fuji, Tezuka, why are you standing here?"

"Aaron, are you going to deliver sushi again?"

"Yeah, it's right next door. The owner of the barbecue restaurant just called and asked us to send sushi over. It's so lively here. Hey, why does that figure look so familiar? Ah, it's Akutsu! It turns out to be Hyotei!"

"Aron, do you know Akutsu?"

"Yeah, he and I are neighbors. We grew up together."

"I see. Then let's go in with you."

Fuji waved to Tezuka and the three of them walked in.

It was indeed very lively. The teenagers who usually fought to the death when playing tennis almost got into a fight over who was the sauce faction or the salt faction. There was even someone making a bet, and that person was undoubtedly Nanchuan.

As soon as he came in, he saw Nanchuan betting with Jibe about how many slices of barbecue he could eat in one bite. How could a pampered young master like Jibe eat like that? He had been strong and elegant all his life. He had never seen or believed that someone could eat so much in one bite, so he lost miserably.

"That's 5000 yen! And Atobe will run ten more laps and play two more games every day!"

"Haha, when we get to Akutsu, let's bet with him that we can eat three sushi in one go... Hey, sushi is here, let's bet that we can eat three sushi in one go, how about that?"

Akutsu was originally disdainful and didn't even want to pay attention, but when he saw that Atobe had a look of disbelief and gave the same 5000 yen, as well as his chip of using his status as minister to let Minamikawa fight him, he immediately took the sushi from Kawamura Takashi's hand and started eating.

Not only did the three of them not cause any disturbance when they came in, but they also seemed to be ignored by everyone? This was a bit embarrassing.

However, they were soon shocked by Akutsu's amazing behavior of eating three sushi in one bite.

"Can this really be done?"

"Nonsense, is this difficult? You guys are too elegant, I can have four!"

As soon as Shishido Ryo finished speaking, the four of them started eating together.

Atobe was stunned: "I lost, but I didn't lose my manners and elegance, so I think I still won."

Nanchuan and Akutsu reached out at the same time: "Elegance can't be eaten, give it to me."

"Two poor guys." Tobe waved his hand, and the butler who had been grilling meat for him behind him took out his wallet.

This scene shocked Fuji, Tezuka and the other two again.

Wow, you bring a butler with you when you go out for barbecue?

I take back my praise for him for being able to accept the barbecue of ordinary people. A big boss is a big boss. Don't imagine that he can accept the life of ordinary people.

Besides, it’s so easy for this guy to make money.

Nanchuan happily put it away and then looked at Buer and the others.

"Hello, three classmates. Do you want to eat together? Hmm? Is the sushi out?"

The sushi that Kawamura Takashi brought was eaten up by Akutsu and everyone else, leaving no one for him.

"Hehe, do you want me to get some more?"

"Okay." Nanchuan didn't really have to eat sushi, but after thinking about it, he decided to take care of Kawamura Takashi's business since he was here. Besides, just now Atobe complained that they ordered too little and was too disrespectful to him.

Facing such a wealthy man, he would be doing him a disservice if he didn't order more.

"Fuji, Tezuka, come over here with us."

"Oh Tezuka, I've wanted to fight you for a long time, but you're too stubborn. You have the ability but you don't show up in the official arena. It's pathetic."

When Tezuka sat down, he was directly struck by Atobe's words, and the action of picking up the chopsticks stopped in mid-air.

Just when the atmosphere was getting tense, Tezuka spoke:

"If I don't play with you now, you can still maintain your confidence. I will play with you again after the national competition. I'm afraid I will affect your performance."

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole place fell silent. Everyone in Hyotei turned to look at Tezuka, then at Atobe. The atmosphere became even more tense, and there was some indescribable subtle...danger.

Anyone could tell how powerful these words were; it was like a knife stabbing into the heart.

The last sentence is like adding another finishing blow.

Although Atobe is usually good-tempered, he gets very bad-tempered when someone denies his tennis skills, and he is vindictive, so he will always find a chance to get back at them.

His expression was now extremely ugly, the smile just now had completely disappeared, and the words "You're dead" were almost written on his face.

The atmosphere was extremely cold.

Atobe and Tezuka looked at each other, both of them were so cold that they were trembling.

At this time, Nanchuan picked up a piece of barbecue and ate it in one bite. Atobe pushed the barbecue directly in front of him with his left hand and said to Tezuka:

"What a big tone! This is the kind of arrogant opponent I need. Well, you owe me a match now. After the national competition, I will find a chance to attack you. Today is a good day for Hyotei to win the Kanto Championship, so I won't mind your rudeness."

Tezuka said "oh" without changing his expression and finally got the chopsticks.

As for whether the comments were rude or not, he might not even have listened to them and made no comment.

It was not as everyone thought that Atobe would take out the racket and get angry on the spot, and it was even possible that Kabata would directly take Tezuka out and beat him first! Everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and the atmosphere instantly returned to the noisy atmosphere.

Fuji took a deep breath and tried to change the subject: "Atobe, we..."

"Who are you?" Atobe asked, "Nanchuan, you haven't introduced him to us yet."

Nanchuan stuffed himself with another piece of barbecue and said vaguely:

"Oh, this is the talented tennis player Fuji Shusuke, also from Seigaku. He's a bit lazy, but his ability is still there."

Bu Er's smile froze for a moment: "...Actually, it's not that I'm just slacking off, it's just that the game was too easy so... No, Nanchuan, we haven't played basketball together before, what do you think? Speaking of which, I want to ask you today, why did you stand me up when you asked me to play basketball last night?"

Nanchuan was a little embarrassed. "This is indeed my problem. I didn't mean to stand you up. I really forgot something. How about this, tonight... forget it, I'm going to eat too much tonight. Let's make an appointment tomorrow. Tomorrow is the weekend."

"Where to fight?"

"Let's go to the tennis club. I also want to measure my five dimensions and prepare for the next stage of advanced training."

Chapter 66 Am I not worthy of this because I am just slacking off?

Nanchuan would measure his five dimensions almost every month, and then hand it over to Zhi Taizo who would come next time, so that he could give more systematic suggestions and arrangements.

Now that the Kanto Conference is over, it's time for him to go there, and he's looking forward to getting Phoenix's physical training plan even more. He doesn't know if he's just bragging or if he'll really help him.

Fuji nodded: "Okay, then let's go to the club. If you stand me up again, I will take it seriously."

"Then I'd better stand you up, or you can just do nothing tomorrow."

"You... forget it. Tomorrow you'll know if I can slack off while playing. By the way, Tezuka has a question for you."

Fuji saw that the atmosphere between Tezuka and Atobe was still a little strange, very cold, so he immediately turned the topic to Tezuka.

Nanchuan looked at Tezuka: "What's the matter?"

Tezuka put down his chopsticks, adjusted his glasses and was about to speak, but ended up stopping himself.

"What do you mean?" Nanchuan was puzzled.

Atobe clicked his tongue and said, "Tezuka, are you afraid that I would hear it? You're overthinking it. If this is about tennis, Minamikawa is my teammate, there's no secret there."

Tezuka shook his head and said indifferently: "It's not a secret, so I'll ask directly, Nanchuan, why is your hand okay?"

Then he pointed at Atobe, whose right hand was hanging around his neck.

Atobe's veins popped up, and he was about to say something when Nanchuan responded, "Oh, I see, this is what you're talking about."

"Well, last time, your hands were clearly still bearing the burden."

"Because I'm a genius and I know how to handle this burden so that my arms can maintain the entire field."

"impossible."

Tezuka shook his head firmly: "I have tried many ways, but I can't do it."

Nanchuan didn't want to explain too much. This was his devouring talent, which was only useful to him and was not something that needed to be trained.

He said: "Whether you believe it or not doesn't change the fact. It is what it is. The fact that I can do it is enough to prove it."

"So how did you do that?"

Tezuka played his part as a good student and a curious student. He asked questions when he didn't understand something and got to the bottom of it.

"I said, I'm a genius. I have the gift to lighten my burden. You can't learn how to do it. Tezuka, if you want to eliminate this burden, you can think in other directions, such as..."

Nan Chuan paused here, casually scratched the table with his hands a few times, and said: "Like this, higher, with a wider coverage, and a smaller area for the arm to work on."

Tezuka paused for a moment, and a different expression appeared on his icy face again: surprise!

He was very intelligent and understood Nanchuan's meaning. "Is this the solution? Evolution?"

Nanchuan nodded: "Yes, evolution is like checking for leaks and filling in gaps, making our tennis stronger and more perfect, until it is impeccable and flawless, including the burden on ourselves."

In fact, he knew that Tezuka would evolve every year and make amazing progress every year. What's more, his arm was not hit like in the plot, which almost ruined his tennis career. Now that the injury has almost healed, his future tennis career will only go further and further until he successfully reaches the top.

How could a person as conscious and enterprising as Tezuka never think about evolution? He can take off on his own without even any guidance from anyone.

Industry leader template.

It's just that he hasn't figured out the direction of evolution yet.

"Thank you." Tezuka said, and the conversation between the two ended.

The other teammates who came over only half understood what was said, while Atobe looked at Minamikawa and Tezuka's arms, then looked at his own bandaged arm.

He sighed, "I understand. Tennis like this will also have a huge impact on the arms. But did you solve the problem yourself, Nanchuan?"

Nanchuan nodded.

"And you learned this move from Tezuka?"