Prince of Tennis: Start by replicating your talent

Atobe pondered for a moment and said, "You mean, after his mimic evolves, he can play the same tennis ball as his opponent? Isn't this the same as your replica?"

“It’s still different. He can cosplay.”

"What? Cosplay? Appearing on the court in the appearance of an opponent?"

Atobe was confused. What kind of magical tennis ball is this?

Nanchuan nodded: "Yeah, that's exactly what it means. Anyway, this opponent will definitely give us a surprise.

Look forward to it. "

"Interesting. It seems that I was right not to reveal all my cards. It is really dangerous to play tennis with players like you."

"It's exciting, isn't it? Challenge yourself and defeat yourself."

"That's true."

Training day after day.

Nanchuan has always been training very strictly according to the training arrangements given by Byodoin Phoenix.

The intensity was increased quite a bit, and he felt sore all over for several days before he got used to it. The effect was naturally obvious.

The serve speed has reached 198! Good! Let’s practice ball control in the next ball!”

The tennis ball was hit quickly and bounced back, leaving a dent in the same position on the wall, and the wall cracked.

"Five hundred! Five hundred and one!"

After hitting the ball five hundred times in a row, when his arms began to ache and his hitting speed slowed down, the small hole in the wall became more and more obvious.

"Okay, Nanchuan's ball control is 90 points. Rest for two minutes."

Nanchuan gave himself instructions, put down the racket and moved his arms. He could feel that his arm strength had improved a lot after such high-intensity training during this period of time.

He recalled the kendo tennis Mayu played during the final between him and Mayu.

This kind of tennis played with a practical kendo foundation is twice as powerful as the more skill-based tennis.

If other ball skills have already touched the mysterious level, then kendo tennis is a martial arts path. If this path is taken to the extreme, it can be considered the pinnacle of martial arts, the ultimate in basic tennis.

But unfortunately, even if he has replicated the skills of kendo tennis now, he cannot replicate the power. Sanada can do it because he has been practicing kendo since he was a child and has a very solid foundation.

He can't replicate the real swordsmanship

"But you can practice, right?"

Nanchuan suddenly became interested, and began to hold the racket with both hands, making a very standard kendo tennis grip.

How to use clever strength, how to exert force, how to properly distribute force and then play tennis with sword energy, well, it seems to be starting to work. "

He began to practice over and over, swinging the racket like Sanada, and gradually got better. The racket in his hand gradually turned into a sword in his subconscious.

Chapter 70: Another Tennis Path

The racket is a long sword, and the long sword is also a racket. Moving as the heart desires, as if using fingers and arms, this feeling makes Nanchuan completely into the state. He began to feel the powerful and very stable power of kendo tennis, but vaguely felt that something was different.

However, just when he thought he could further find the core of kendo, his whole body began to ache as if he had been beaten up, pulling him out of his understanding of kendo. Only then did he realize that he had unknowingly practiced for more than an hour.

Kendo is indeed mysterious. No wonder Sanada is obsessed with kendo. If you have a low level of understanding in this area, it is difficult to practice this kind of tennis. Mayu is an exception."

Nanchuan couldn't help but sigh. "

In his understanding, Mayu was born into a martial arts family and had been exposed to kendo since childhood. It seemed that he practiced sword with his grandfather. In addition to tennis, he never missed practicing kendo and persisted day after day.

The Japanese warriors regard the six-word mantra of Fenglinhuoshanyinlei in Sun Tzu's Art of War as their warrior belief. Similarly, Sanada's Fenglinhuoshan is derived from the Fenglinhuoshan in Sun Tzu's Art of War, which combines the effects of Kendo's fighting style and implements the Kendo spirit he advocates.

So he was later called the emperor. This was probably the real reason.

He remembered other people who integrated martial arts into tennis, including Hiyoshi Waka, who was still in elementary school and had not played yet. His family ran a dojo, and he had been exposed to ancient martial arts since he was a child. He integrated this advantage into tennis and played his own unique moves:

Ancient martial arts hitting, defeating the strong, M serve, ancient martial arts-Izumo, Four Gods Enbu, etc. Although his presence is not very strong and his strength cannot make it into the list of top players in the country, it is undeniable that his martial arts tennis style is very distinctive and has great potential. Hiyoshi Wakaba has only touched the surface and has not yet brought out the true power of martial arts tennis. Once it is used in place and to the extreme, it may be another realm.

"He's not even an entry level player. If we talk about people who have entered the martial arts tennis world, the only one who has entered the world is Sanada, right? But Sanada is really just an entry level player, just at the late stage passing line, and he hasn't even reached the true martial arts realm of another dimension.

Nanchuan recalled carefully. Even if there were other people, he couldn't remember them. The shallow impression showed that their performance was also average.

Oh and more! The guy who used ninjutsu to play tennis at the Future Worlds!

"That's really interesting. I must practice hard and play my own Budo tennis!"

Nanchuan became excited. He was very satisfied with this development idea and found that he seemed to be quite talented in this area. He started to get into it as soon as he started practicing. He played very smoothly and seamlessly, as if he had entered a comfortable area that he could quickly adapt to and become familiar with.

After that, he continued to persevere, believing that he could go further and further on this path. Perhaps, this is the direction of my own tennis development? In this case, let’s try to reach the extreme and reach the top of Budo tennis.”

He put away his racket, already having made a decision and plan in his mind as to what to do next.

night.

After the meal was ready, the elder brother also came back. However, Beichuan had a competition today, so everyone had eaten sushi together outside. He sat at the table but didn't move his chopsticks much. Instead, he looked at his younger brother who seemed to be hesitant to speak.

He snorted coldly: "Tell me, what's the matter? Since you were a child, this expression on your face means that you have something to ask me. Don't I know you well? If you have something to say, say it quickly. If you have something to say, fart quickly."

Nanchuan smiled and said, "Brother, I want to ask you, have you ever been to the martial arts hall when you worked part-time before?"

"what?"

'Please introduce me to a place. I want to learn swordsmanship.'

'That won't work. You don't have the basics. If you go there, you'll just get beaten. If a sword hits you, you won't be able to play tennis for three days. This is a weapon, no joke.'

Beichuan refused.

The swordsmanship of the warriors in Japan's martial arts halls requires talent and a solid foundation. If you don't have these, you'll basically just be a companion and won't learn much. It's purely a hobby and an entry-level skill.

'Besides, we are so poor that we can't afford the fee now. "

Nanchuan knew that the main reason his brother refused was not that he had never learned martial arts, but that he was poor.

But he didn't care much about this and said, "Brother, I can be a sparring partner. I don't have to learn professionally. As long as I can observe and experience in such an environment, and learn a little, that's enough. I can make some money by being a sparring partner."

Anyway, there are a lot of people working illegally in this area. As long as you don't say anything and I don't say anything, everyone can live in peace and no one will cause trouble.

'A classmate from our school, Akutsu, is also a sparring partner. He has developed athletic ability and is a sports genius. If he can make this money, so can I. '

In order to convince his elder brother to help him find a reliable company and use his connections to take care of him, Nanchuan kept explaining and even strayed off topic.

Akutsu? I know him. I've seen him in the martial arts gym. But what does his athletic ability have to do with you? Just because he can make this kind of money doesn't mean you can make it, but seriously, are you serious?"

"Seriously."

"For tennis?"

Well, I want to integrate kendo into tennis and play my own martial arts tennis. And I practiced today and found that I have a high level of understanding in this area, so I want to try it. Brother, please help me. "

Beichuan hummed: "If that's the case, I'll give you some advice. I know a little bit and can give you some guidance."

"Thank you, brother."

The next day.

Before Zhuo's class was over, Nanchuan had already fallen asleep on his desk.

Atobe at the back table patted his shoulder and asked, "Did you practice basketball all night last night?"

Nanchuan didn't say anything. He was sleeping soundly and was not woken up by Atobe at all.

Tezuka was too lazy to say anything. Nanchuan's grades were very good, especially in language subjects. He spoke the language of Great China like a native. His grades in other subjects were also among the top three in the grade, dominating the list.

Being good at tennis and being an excellent student, Nanchuan is very popular in the ice belt.

Only second to Atobe. Of course, if Atobe hadn't taken the initiative to attract attention, he suspected that his popularity index would have been pulled down by Nanchuan.

So teachers in Nanchuan don’t care if students sleep in class.

After class, Atobe finally saw Nanchuan raise his head and reminded him before he continued to fall into deep sleep;

"It's time to go to training."

Nanchuan let out an "oh" and twisted his neck and wrists, and the pain finally eased a little.

Last night, I took a bamboo stick and started practicing swordsmanship at home under the guidance of my brother. When my brother went back to sleep, he was still practicing, and before I knew it, it was dawn.

He fell asleep in the middle of the day, otherwise he wouldn't have the energy to continue training.

locker room.

Nanchuan took out his new racket and said:

"Atobe, how about having Kabata bring those two elementary school kids to practice after school?"

"Who?"

Just as he was about to walk out, he turned back in confusion when he heard this.

"Birchland, who else?"

"They are the two elementary school students who often climb over the wall to watch us play. Last time when the senior said he wanted to kick them out, you said it was okay and allowed them to climb over the wall to watch everyone's training. Do you remember?"

"Well, I remember now. So what are your plans?"

Just let them come and play, and see their talents. Believe me, they both have talent. When the seniors graduate this year, it’s time to inject new blood. Wouldn’t it be a good idea to start training them now? "

"How can you tell they have talent? Even I can't tell."

I've said that my eyes are absolutely accurate in judging people, and one of them is suitable for doubles, believe me." Nanchuan pointed to Shouji's eyes again, looking very sincere.

In fact, the two elementary school students he was talking about were Feng Changtaro who could play doubles in the future, and Bai Jiruo who was a master of ancient martial arts.

He wanted to learn from Ruojiri's martial arts.

Atobe pondered for a moment and said, "Let's see what happens. If we break this rule, I'm afraid it will be hard to enforce discipline in the future. After all, there are so many people who want to join our tennis club."

“Oh, that’s right, never mind, I’ll take them both to the street tennis court to play some tennis.

It's up to you, but you can wait until the national competition is over. By then, we will be on holiday, and this is within the discipline during the holiday. And they will soon be the first in the country. If they really have the potential and the ambition, then I welcome them to Hyotei. "

As an aristocratic school, Hyodi is high-profile, generous, and relatively open in management. On weekdays, it is open to the public for school visits.

If you are on vacation, you can apply to play ball on the club's court.

Two days later.

Time until national competition: 21 days.

Nanchuan got help from his elder brother, who introduced him to a martial arts gym and explained the situation to him, so he just had to go there directly.

"Is your brother a community leader? No wonder you talk nonstop and are so friendly to everyone you meet."

Upon learning that Nanchuan went to the Budokan to find the feeling of evolving tennis, Atobe said curiously.

And aren't you afraid that those young men will beat you up and make you unable to play tennis?"

He recalled that when he was in England, those big players played without mercy, some of them were bastards who would even hit their opponents to death. In fact, tennis in China is much gentler in comparison.

But he never mentioned to his teammates that he was beaten by his opponents and couldn't hold the racket for several days.

The uncle wants face.

Nanchuan shook his head and said, "Not really. I have to be sensible. They all know my brother, so I should give him some face."

"I'll go as well."

Akutsu from the team suddenly asked, "What are you going to do?"

"work to earn a living.

Chapter 71: Working with Tennis Balls, Lottery

"work to earn a living??"

The chaebol's son seemed unable to understand and it took him a long time to realize what working was.

"You have received the reward according to the reward mechanism for winning the last Kanto Tournament, right?"

Akatsuki nodded: "Got it."

As a result, he said these two words and nothing else happened. Atobe, who had been waiting for the next words, was confused. Nanchuan quickly explained:

"You are a rich young chaebol master who doesn't understand the life of us poor boys. There are many places to spend money. Come on, Akutsu, let's go together. It's not bad to have a teammate with you. If you get beaten, I can take you to the doctor in time."