Prince of Tennis: Start by replicating your talent

Nanchuan was not angry.

He understood why the boss would be suspicious, and this suspicion was reasonable. Most people would probably be suspicious after listening to him for half a month and then looking at his five dimensions.

The most exaggerated character in the plot is Kintaro Toyama, who took only eight months two years later to achieve a strength almost as strong as the author's own son Ryoma Echizen. Which of the others did not undergo a long period of training?

"Boss, I'm not kidding. My physical strength is my most fatal weakness. I was also young and in elementary school. I was already exhausted after just swinging the racket a few dozen times. I only started playing tennis after graduating from elementary school."

The boss was skeptical: "Then why is your physical strength so improved so dramatically now?"

"I hired a private instructor."

He explained the targeted training given by Zhi Taizo, and the boss finally believed it.

"I also know this kid named Taizo Shiba. He was on the tennis team in both his first and second year of junior high school, but later he found that he was more suited to basketball, so he gave up tennis. However, he is indeed good at physical training. If you say it's him, I believe him."

Nanchuan exclaimed: "Is the third brother so famous?"

The older brother didn't mention much about Zhi Taizo to him.

He didn't even know what school he went to high school in now, but it wasn't Seigaku.

The boss laughed and said, "You don't understand your personal trainer? Young man, you are still a little inexperienced. Keep up the good work. I am optimistic about you."

"thank you boss."

After the boss left, Nanchuan looked at his five dimensions and fell into deep thought.

Speed: 3

Power: 3

Stamina: 2

Technology: 2

Mental Power: 3

Total: 13

To be honest, if this five-dimensional data was placed in front of Tezuka Kunimitsu, Fuji and Kanagawa, it would be simply horrible and showing it would be a humiliation to themselves.

The reason why the boss coach's evaluation is so high is simply because he has only been officially in contact with tennis for half a month. In half a month, his technique has reached 2, and his strength and speed can reach 3. Among his peers, he has surpassed many players. Of course, those are very amateurs and certainly cannot compare with Tezuka and others.

Even if it was Atobe, it was obvious that Atobe was holding back in the match with him, so Atobe's five dimensions would not be lower than his own.

"Although my evolutionary talent allows me to always be a little higher than my opponent's five dimensions on the field, in fact, insufficient physical fitness will directly affect the performance of the five dimensions, and the impact is not small. Although I have made some progress during this period, I am still far behind."

Nanchuan was well aware of his problem. Even though he had already started weight training, in the eyes of those capable people, it was just the routine training of an elementary school student, a typical newbie.

And when he thought about the fact that Atobe didn't go all out but was holding back, apart from understanding that he didn't care about money but wanted to see if his strength was qualified to join him and chase the three consecutive championships, he could only think that Atobe actually felt that he was not qualified enough for him to go all out.

Nanchuan gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, go back and continue to practice hard!"

...

After another half month of devilish training, Nanchuan finally ushered in the start of the school year.

Early in the morning, Beichuan had already prepared breakfast and picked up his brother who had been training until late at night but couldn't wake up in the morning:

"Get up and have breakfast. You are already a junior high school student. You need to stop lying in bed. Otherwise, don't tell others that you are my brother."

Nanchuan sat at the dinner table with sleepy eyes, listening to his brother, who was arrogant, tall and cold in the eyes of others, nagging like a mother.

Since he was a child, he had to admire his brother, who was very self-disciplined and he had never seen him stay in bed. Every time he got up, breakfast was either ready or he was practicing basketball in the yard before getting up.

In short, compared to his brother, he is still too comfortable. He can't change his habit of staying in bed, not even a little bit in his life.

When I arrived at Hyotei, I was surrounded by the hustle and bustle as soon as I arrived at the gate. The youthful campus atmosphere hit me. Moreover, aristocratic schools are different. Many students drive directly in.

He reported to the Academic Affairs Office, and the teacher there told him directly which class he was assigned to, and all he had to do was register.

It should be that Jibei has already helped him to handle it. I have to say that Jibei is really trustworthy and efficient. Of course, this kind of thing is just a matter of a word from him, the young master of a chaebol.

And one of the reasons why he wanted to join Hyotei so much was because he knew that Atobe was actually a very protective captain. Becoming a teammate with him, they could get along well with each other in addition to playing tennis, and there was no pressure at all.

To put it bluntly from another perspective, this old man has a good personality as a friend and is easy to bully.

Nanchuan, who had no financial means, accepted Atobe's kindness and went to the tennis club. He wanted to see how the tennis club had been transformed by Atobe.

When he got there, he discovered that what the hell was this dark crowd? There was actually a long queue at the entrance of the tennis club, and all of them were freshmen.

But at a glance you can see that the entire tennis club's venue is very large, and the outer nets are all new. People who don't know would think that this is a newly established tennis club.

"Those who come to register need to queue up."

“Are all of these here to sign up?”

"Yeah, you too, right? Hurry up and stand still, or someone else will be here soon."

An enthusiastic guy pulled him over and lined him up at the end of the line.

This man had burgundy hair and was a conspicuous figure in the team. Nanchuan recognized him immediately as one of his teammates for the next three years, Taketo Mukai.

He smiled and said, "Hello, my name is Nanchuan, Class A, Grade 1, what about you?"

"Hello, my name is Takehito Mukai, and I'm from the D class of the first year. I came here just to join the tennis club of Hyotei. I tell you, there are so many people lining up, at least hundreds of people! Everyone came here because of our reputation."

Xiangri Yueren is quite active and outgoing. When he met someone as outgoing as Nanchuan, the two of them quickly started chatting with each other.

When they registered, the senior was very enthusiastic and confident, and let them join without any too many questions.

Anyone can join the Hyotei Tennis Club, but if you want to play in the competition, they only look at your hard ability. If you don't have the ability, no one will say anything if you play on the tennis court every day. It's okay as long as you keep trying.

Chapter 11 Official Assembly

"Great, we are now members of the Hyotei Tennis Club. I swear to make it into the regular season!" Mukai Taketo ran into the court in a rush, full of fighting spirit.

At a glance in Nanchuan, there are a total of 20 courts. These courts alone can make it to the front page of newspapers in JD.com. Moreover, there are people playing on each court. They are all sophomores and juniors. Some freshmen also come and actively participate in watching or even join in the fun to play a game.

"Hey Nanchuan, look, there are two locker rooms in front! Wow, this is the locker room for the starting lineup, and the one next to it is for other members."

Yue Ren turned around and waved to Nanchuan, pointing to the two bungalows at the end of the tennis court. They were newly built and everything was clean.

"Also, there's a gym right next to it. That's great. It's such a big gym. Once I make the starting lineup, I can go in and use it!"

Nanchuan followed Yue Ren's gaze and saw a two-story new house next to him that was very well designed. Through the glass window, one could see some fitness equipment inside. It had everything one could think of, showing the maverick's generosity.

Next door is the indoor stadium. The grandeur of the scene stunned the other members, including the sophomores and juniors, and Nanchuan himself, and they were all filled with passion and excitement.

The equipment and the venue make me feel like I've entered some professional training ground or a high-end tennis club, full of style.

Nanchuan exhaled a breath, "As expected of you, Atobe. You are really willing to spend money. The money from this set can be used to build another school, right?"

It is this luxurious configuration that makes other clubs envious. They come here one after another just to see this top configuration. If it weren’t for their own hobbies in other clubs, they would all look like they would join immediately.

"Where is Atobe?" Nanchuan originally wanted to find Atobe to say thank you, but after walking around, he didn't see anyone.

Today was just registration, and the training hasn't officially started yet. The fact that Atobe didn't come seems to be in line with his style. According to Nanchuan's understanding, this old man just likes to be the last to appear and steal the limelight.

The rules of the club are still the same as before, but when Nanchuan went to watch the sophomores and juniors play, he didn't know why, but he always felt that they seemed depressed.

"Yueren, do you feel that they seem unhappy?" He looked at Yueren, who seemed to feel the difference in the atmosphere and nodded.

"Yes, I feel that way too, but I understand."

"Oh, how do you understand it?" Nanchuan asked.

Yue Ren explained, "The young master of the chaebol who invested in the project had already rebuilt the tennis club before the school officially started. He upgraded all the equipment of the tennis club and expanded the venue. Who wouldn't know about such a high-profile behavior?

At the same time, it also shows that if this chaebol young master wants to join the tennis team, they will probably feel conflicted and conflicted. After all, it is this junior who has made everyone enjoy this perfect tennis environment, but at the same time, he is just a freshman, and as a senior, it will be awkward. "

Yue Ren's explanation made Nan Chuan suddenly realize, "Yue Ren, you look a little innocent and unreliable, but your analysis makes sense."

"Hey Nanchuan, what do you mean? Are you praising me or insulting me?"

"You're praising me in a roundabout way?"

"Ah."

Nanchuan smiled but said nothing. He was looking forward to the time when Atobe would appear. He wanted to use his strength to conquer the second and third graders and take the position of club president.

It must be fascinating to see the changes in the facial expressions of those second and third graders.

They will witness the metamorphosis of the first wave of leaders in tennis' golden age.

When some people saw Nanchuan coming, they started whispering to him.

"Why are they all looking at you? Oh, Nanchuan, your name sounds familiar!" Yue Ren seemed to suddenly think of something. He slapped his forehead and looked at Nanchuan, looking him up and down.

"What?" Nanchuan was puzzled.

"I remember now. Half a month ago, the man who was rumored to have defeated the chaebol young master was named Nanchuan. Could it be you?"

Nanchuan spread his hands: "It's me, your reaction is too late, isn't it?"

Yue Ren exclaimed: "I didn't expect that. You don't look that powerful."

"Are you praising me in a roundabout way?"

"That's right! We still have to get to know each other formally, Nanchuan. From now on, we'll be teammates. Please take care of me in the future."

...

Classes officially started two days later. During this period, Nanchuan had never seen Tomokazu. The boss was the boss, and the finale had been delayed for so long that he didn't even want to say thank you in person, so he came to the classroom to attend class with peace of mind.

I didn't expect that Atobe would come to class on time, and he was in the same class as Minamikawa, both in Class A, and his seat was behind him.

It’s cool as soon as you appear on the stage, with flowers, shouts, screams, a gorgeous appearance, just close your eyes and enjoy it!

Nanchuan frowned, "That's enough, Atobe, it's disturbing the class!"

As for this guy, based on his understanding of him, if no one stopped him from showing off, he would probably allow this situation to continue until the end of the get out of class. Those depressed teachers didn't even dare to say "Student, please go back to your seat" to the young master of the major shareholder.

Atobe's enjoyment of being the center of attention was interrupted. He snorted and sat down in his seat. The class then became quiet. The teacher started talking a few words and asked everyone to introduce themselves.

Nanchuan leaned back, turned his head and whispered to Atobe, "Why aren't you in the front seat?"

Shouldn't the eldest young master sit in the front?

Atobe rolled his eyes and said, "I don't like being spit on."

Nanchuan was stunned for a moment and then held back his laughter. This reason was very understandable.

"By the way, thank you." Nanchuan still said thank you.

But Atobe said nothing.

After class, before he left, he said to Nanchuan: "No need to thank me, this is what you won with your own strength, it has nothing to do with me."

...

The Hyotei Academy Tennis Club, under the leadership of former president Gekko Ochi, reached the national semi-finals for the first time last year and became the top-ranked tennis team in the Kyoto Metropolitan Junior High School.

Moreover, in the three years that Ochi Gekko was there, the team made it to the national competitions. The previously unknown Hyotei Tennis team suddenly became famous and became a popular championship team.

More and more students came to join the tennis team because of its reputation. After Tomokazuchi rebuilt the tennis court, the number of sign-ups reached its peak. Now there are more than 200 people in the entire tennis club. Such a large team made the headlines of tennis newspapers on the first day.

After school that afternoon, everyone came to the tennis court for the first day of formal training.

"Are they the two first-years who had a sparring match that day?"

"Of course, are you blind? Do you even need to ask? I can tell at a glance that it's Master Atobe. His appearance is unique."

"The other one looks weak, but he's the one who defeated me."

As soon as Nanchuan and Atobe entered the tennis team, many eyes were on them.

The sophomore and third year players were gathering with the first year players on the court. When they saw the two of them coming over, Nanchuan clearly saw a hint of disdain in their eyes.

Chapter 12 A bit arrogant

"Did you see that? They don't accept you." Nanchuan glanced at Atobe, "Although you paid for the tennis court's environment and equipment to reach the domestic full-scale level, your history of losing to me makes you unconvincing. This is Hyotei who only looks at strength."

Atobe snorted, "It's more than just that reason. I can see that they are just not convinced that I am a freshman. As for my loss to you, I will fight back against you."

"Then you'd better show your true trump card when you seek revenge, otherwise your reputation as an investor will be ruined." Nan Chuan joked, "Only when you become stronger can I become stronger."

Atobe did not understand the true meaning of the latter sentence, but based on his literal understanding of the meaning, he seemed to appreciate Minamikawa's statement very much.

"Just wait and see. Well, it's time for us to get to know some new friends. Also, we should let the sophomores and juniors know who will be the head of Hyotei from today onwards, and who will be the one to rule the world."