Prince of Tennis: Start by replicating your talent

This was just the beginning. He had no idea what would be behind the gate of the realm if this path reached its extreme, and how terrifying it would be. The man was completely stunned. My goodness, was this the completion of the realm and evolution on the spot?

This swordsmanship domain formed by countless sharp swords was created by his kendo tennis, right? "

'But this is too spectacular, and the power is so great, how can we fight it?

'I don't know, maybe it was done with a zero serve.'

"Maybe it was stimulated. Who knows? Nanchuan always gives surprises, doesn't he?"

It's not a replica, it's not an evolution of someone else's skills on the spot, and it's not the activation of a spiritual tennis factory. What on earth is this?

Within this area, there are strong air currents like sharp swords, and Nanchuan can draw his sword at will and hit back the opponent's tennis ball.

At this moment, an extremely excited voice suddenly sounded behind them;

"The zero serve is an unsolvable serve. The only flaw is the load on the server. If Nanchuan cannot maintain his kendo serve, his chances of winning are very low. However, he has realized a new area. Let's see if Nanchuan's new ball skills can break the zero serve."

They had no idea when the reporter Mamoru Inoue arrived.

He was rapidly pressing the shutter button to record Shou Guoguang's zero serve, muttering to himself, as excited as if he were on the court himself.

Everyone was stunned, including the hands.

Nanchuan had no choice but to remind him: "Hand, it's your turn to serve."

At this time, the hand field was already sweating profusely. Nanchuan's kendo serve had not been cracked yet, and now an unknown realm appeared.

It’s really difficult.

He knew very well that his arm couldn't hold out for much longer, and now the situation has suddenly reversed, which really adds to the pressure."

But despite this, his eyes remained firm.

He threw the tennis ball in his hand up with a bang, still a zero-type serve. The pain in his arm increased to another level, and the sweat on his face almost blinded his eyes.

Everyone's eyes were locked on his tennis ball and instantly came to Nanchuan's court, waiting to see how Nanchuan would fight back.

At the same time, my palms and back were sweaty from nervousness. To be honest, I felt even more nervous than when I was on the court.

boom.

After Zero's serve passed the net, it entered the sword house. When it landed, it did not slide against the ground like before, but seemed to be affected by some strong airflow and bounced up at that moment. The scene looked like it was held up in the air by a sword.

The height of the tennis ball's bounce was only slightly higher than that of Tannhauser's serve, visible to the naked eye, but the tennis ball was still sliding against the trend, which still brought great intensity to Nanchuan.

Opportunity, fleeting.

But at this moment, Nanchuan's grip on the racket was like that of a sharp sword, and his figure moved as fast as that of a sword.

I don't know when he had already arrived at the landing point one step ahead and quickly pulled the racket to hit the ball, bang.

Just like there was a visual error, Nanchuan from the sword family drew his sword and attacked!

Then, his racket caught the tennis ball steadily.

' He caught it easily. "

"He—really did."

“This speed is too fast.

"It looks like he's drawing a sword. So cool!"

You are worthy of being Nanchuan, and worthy of being our Hyotei’s player.

Atobe was also unable to control his emotions and expressions. He was surprised by the scene in front of him and exclaimed, snapping his fingers subconsciously.

As he snapped his fingers, the tennis ball flew back to Nanchuan.

boom.

The sound of the ball landing resounded throughout the court, and the tennis ball was split into two halves in an instant, flying to the left and right sides of his hand. Sweat dripped from his broken hand, and his eyes were still on the position where Nanchuan had just received the ball. The speed was too fast, and he didn't even have time to react before he completely lost the chance to fight back.

It can even be said that he didn't even have a chance to fight back.

Zero serve, cracked?"

silence.

silent.

My mind went blank.

There was also a sudden surge of despair.

These strange emotions enveloped my hands for a moment.

"4:3

Nanchuan watched himself announce the scores with a smile. He no longer expected the almost petrified Shihu Ryo to be a qualified referee.

"Hand, it's the last ball, but I've cracked your zero serve. What are you going to do next?

He held the racket and pointed at his hand, which was covered with sweat.

Your arms won't be able to hold up for much longer, right?

Shou Zhuo, who usually managed to keep an expressionless face, could no longer maintain it at this moment, and instead showed an unconcealable look of confusion.

He didn't say anything, but let out a breath and silently returned to the left area to prepare to serve again.

And this time, he switched the racket to his right hand.

Everyone looked at him in surprise:

"What? This guy can shoot with both hands?"

"How come Akutsu can already use two swords?"

"I don't know, if both hands are dominant, then dual swordsmanship won't be a problem at all, and you can fight even more powerfully.

"My right hand is not affected, I should be able to continue fighting!"

The point now is that even if he changes to his right hand, it won’t help. Even if he can hit a zero serve with his right hand, it will be useless because the zero serve has been cracked.”

Nanchuan's sword tomb had not disappeared yet. As long as the serve from the hand entered the area of ​​the sword tomb, the tennis ball would definitely bounce up after it landed. The Zero-style serve was completely sealed. The hand said nothing, immersed in his own world, and took out another tennis ball.

Nanchuan remained calm.

He knew that he could play excellent tennis with either hand, but his left hand was smoother than his right hand, as if it had been strengthened.

In fact, even if Tezuka only uses his right hand, he can beat most of the current junior high school players. It can even be said that, except for the current Minamikawa, this ratio can be as high as 99%."

This 1% can only happen to Yukimura and Akutsu, and Minamikawa can be sure that the success rate is below 50%.

After all, healthy, confident, and evolving hands are virtually invincible!

Is this your last struggle?" Nan Chuan stood there, his tone a little cold.

You know, even if you switch to a clean right hand, you still can’t beat me.”

He is very confident.

Unless Tezuka also entered a certain realm at this time and opened a certain door - the ultimate perfection of perfection, then he would be able to compete with him in the sword tomb.

"I will, with all my strength." He threw the tennis ball.

Suppressing the brief despair in his heart, his eyes remained firm, his body still exuding confidence, he swung his racket fiercely and hit a zero serve again, while launching the Phantom.

Even if he was sealed, he would never give up his last hope. Even if he was hit back, even if the tennis ball was split in half, as long as he entered his phantom, everything would still be possible, right?

boom!

The tennis ball was hit back by Nanchuan in the same way. After entering the Phantom, the tennis ball that was split into two halves still flew left and right, but this time, it was very likely to be bounced out of bounds.

Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on the tennis ball that was split in half.

“Phantom, will it succeed?”

'Won't this result be a vicious cycle?

"These two are simply amazing."

However, the next second, everyone's expressions became interesting again.

The tennis ball that was split into two halves did not bounce out of bounds, but fell to the left and right sides behind the hand like the previous ball. The Phantom also lost its function at this moment.

Deathly silence again.

There was a sound of pin drop in the room, and everyone was stunned.

Until Nanchuan said:

"The game is over, I win, hand."

"I-I lost, I lost

The sweat on the boy's face dripped onto the ground.

It was clearly a hot season that could cause dehydration and heatstroke, but the boy was cold all over, with his hands on his knees, and his face, which no one else could see, was full of loss and confusion!

Unprecedented, it's all about the emotion of failure.

It was very strange, and he didn't intend to adapt to such emotions, so after a brief confusion, he returned to his icy face, stood up straight with his hands off his knees, and stretched out his hand to Nanchuan:

I lost, but I lost the game with a clear conscience. It was a satisfying and enjoyable loss. "

"Nanchuan, you are a truly strong man."

"But don't be too proud. I will definitely defeat you one day."

It's rare for him to talk so much. Perhaps, only a truly strong person can inspire him to say so many words from his heart.

Nan Chuan panted and shook hands with him: "Then I'll wait and see you defeat me, and then we'll have a showdown."

Before his hand left, he asked, "What was your field just now?"

"It's the sword family, the realm of kendo tennis." Nanchuan answered with a smile and narrowed his eyes.

Those strong air currents are your sword energy, right? Not only did you use the strong air currents to enhance my serve, but the power and rotation were also enhanced when I drew the sword. Moreover, the rotation generated by the swordsmanship air currents is a positive rotation, which far exceeds the reverse rotation of the Phantom, so

Nanchuan nodded: "So your phantom is ineffective, it's that simple."

His expression became even colder: "Is it that simple? It's you, Nanchuan, who always makes it sound so easy."

He tiredly carried his tennis bag, nodded to everyone and left. His proud, confident, yet lonely and confused figure gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Sure, Nanchuan."

After Shoujia left, the petrified Shihu Liang came to his senses and put one hand on Nanchuan's neck. Everyone rushed over and held him down. It was as if his neck, shoulders and arms were all restrained."

"Good job, Nanchuan, you have made progress secretly again!"

"Well done! You broke out in the face of adversity. You are worthy of being our Ice Emperor's commander!"

You scared me to death. I just thought you were really going to fail with the zero serve and lose to the Qingxue player who couldn't even make it to the national competition!"

I didn’t expect you to always surprise me!”

"Hey, hey, hey, if you don't let go, I'm going to be strangled to death, help me, Atobe.

Nanchuan had difficulty breathing and felt like he was being "murdered" by his excited teammates.

Atobe "rescued" Nanchuan from a group of excited guys, and Nanchuan could finally breathe deeply!

You guys, control your emotions!"

But everyone was still immersed in the excitement as if they had won a difficult game."

That hand is really strong! What is Qingxue thinking? Why not let him play?

“It’s a bit of a waste of talent.”

Speaking of Atobe, go and recruit him! It's scary to have such a person as an opponent, why not let him become our teammate. "

Atobe snorted, "That's easy to say, but he was tripped up by the phrase 'the pillar of Qingxue'. I can't poach him."

"But it doesn't matter. Didn't Hyotei win the championship without such a player? Do you guys not trust me?"

'That's not it, it's just a pity that he didn't have a chance to perform in Qingxue. By the way, Nanchuan, you just hit that ball beautifully! I think I saw you drawing your sword! '

"Speaking of which, I also want to become stronger. I also want to enter a realm where I can be invincible!"

Listening to his teammates' excited speeches, Nanchuan smiled and said nothing before coming to a chair to drink water and restore his strength.

I didn’t feel much on the court, but now I just feel my strength draining away and fatigue suddenly surges up.

It seems that this swordsman also needs to consume a huge amount of physical strength, and still needs physical support. If he continues to entangle with the hand, it may not be easy. "