Prince of Tennis: Start by replicating your talent

Atobe was speechless, yet he still didn't forget to brag about himself.

Here, since you won the battle, these are yours. " Becker gave the money to Nanchuan.

But one person stood up and expressed his dissatisfaction.

"Wait."

The person who was not convinced was Orson Roy, who was the one that Atobe had told them before, that he would sell out his teammates for profit.

A sophomore in high school, he looks rather rough and taciturn, and at first glance he seems to be a ruthless person who doesn't talk much.

He pointed at Zhichuan unconvincedly: "I don't accept it, I want to follow him."

Belk said to Nanchuan: "What should we do? Someone is dissatisfied. According to the rules, as long as someone is dissatisfied, the game will continue, even if it is an internal staff.

Nanchuan:

Suddenly I felt that this was even darker than the underground tennis I knew.

There is no team at all.

Playing tennis purely for profit.

However, since he was here, he naturally followed the local customs, so he nodded and accepted the challenge.

"No problem. I have to get this money anyway."

Having personally witnessed the might of his sword family, he still dared to challenge them, so he should have some strength, right?

Nanchuan is still very willing to fight with such a person.

Moreover, this group of people still seemed unconvinced, and he really wanted to defeat them.

So, another game began, with the same court and the same rules.

Turning the racket, the serve was Orson's. He sneered:

"You can't get this money, kid."

boom!

The tennis ball flew towards Nanchuan like a small cannonball.

boom!

It flew right past Nanchuan's ear, hit the ground, and spun wildly for a while before bouncing up.

Nanchuan didn't catch the ball. He looked at his opponent Orson in surprise:

"High-speed, high-spin serve?"

"You have some sense."

"Even if I catch this kind of tennis ball, I'm afraid the strings of the racket will all break. But I think I can do it, too."

When Orson heard this, he showed a look of contempt: "This is not a serve that can be learned casually."

This is the result of his daily practice of using rocks instead of tennis balls.

The weight of the stone determines his tennis power and ball control.

At first, it may be difficult to make the stone rotate, but as long as you practice long enough and often enough, you will be able to do it.

Once you do that, playing tennis becomes easier.

So his serve looked so easy, as if he didn't even need to exert any strength to deliver such a terrifying serve.

Hou Changtaro outside the court was stunned. Isn't this the high-speed serve he has always been pursuing?

Nanchuan smiled and said, "Let's wait and see. Now it's my turn to serve."

boom!

Kendo Tennis!

There is no need to test this group of people.

Every move must be a special move.

The sword family's territory has been opened, and the tennis ball is still split in half.

The opponent only caught half of it.

"Haha, Orson, I thought you could catch it, but your strength is no different from last year, and you still dare to brag."

Atobe outside the field made a sarcastic remark.

"Shut up, Atobe."

Orson glanced at Atobe, and he didn't seem very angry. He seemed to be able to control his emotions very well, but Nanchuan saw his clenched fists clearly.

boom!

boom!

The game continues.

Orson's tennis ball was rudely greeting Nanchuan."

Nanchuan was not polite either. He hit the tennis ball with both hands. After a few rounds, Orson's face was covered with bruises.

With the help of Jian Jia, he was able to cope with the situation better than the big-bellied curly-haired man, and at least the game ended without him being knocked down by a single ball.

The terrifying thing about Orson is that even though he was covered in wounds from Nanchuan's swordsman tennis, he still continued to persist.

It can be seen that for this money, he can risk his life on the field.

The guys from Hyotei were all silent.

Is this what underground tennis is all about?

At least in this spirit, it is already very surprising.

As for Nanchuan, he avoided the attacks every time by using the strong airflow of the sword family.

"Replica: High-speed, high-spin serve."

"Evolution: Super-speed, super-spin serve."

An elusive smile appeared on Nanchuan's face.

Orson had seen all kinds of "unethical" players, but it was the first time that he was scared to death by his opponent's smile.

"Damn, this guy seems to be bang!

Nanchuan's serve hit Orson's back like a high-speed cannonball. Orson seemed to see a familiar tennis ball, or as if he saw an extremely unfamiliar tennis ball, and he couldn't even react in time, let alone take action.

"He, he really hit Orson's serve!"

Belk and the other three were all shocked. They had never imagined that someone could actually hit this kind of serve on the spot.

You know, Orsen has been practicing for several years. It took him several years to achieve the current results. How did this guy do it?"

“And it’s a double effect?”

Atobe smiled and said nothing.

He now understands that Nanchuan can replicate technical tennis, but cannot replicate pure power tennis, such as the big-bellied Curly just now.

Even if there is a little skill involved and the ability to control the rotation of the tennis ball, it would be replicated by Nanchuan in a matter of minutes.

The fact that Big Belly Curly can play tennis with pure power is actually a skill, just a different kind of skill.

Next, apart from playing violently, Orson could not come up with any other skills to break through the sword tomb. Nanchuan hit him with one ball after another. In the end, the stubborn Orson was covered in wounds and bleeding.

Nanchuan was very sensible. Belk could see that if he had really tried to kill Orson, he would have been unconscious by now.

"Lost?"

Atobe, who is this friend of yours?"

Eventually, the money returned to Nanchuan. Belk was really curious. Nanchuan's tennis was even more violent than their underground tennis. Was he really just a freshman?

Or has he received some secret system training?

Atobe said proudly: "He is my teammate, one of our Hyotei's main generals, who else could he be?

That's what a natural tennis player is! A player with both talent and hard work is almost invincible."

Belk nodded: "I see. Then, he can pass the test. As for the one you mentioned -

He said look, looking at Akutsu.

Atobe said: "You can definitely continue fighting!

Even in normal times, with your style of attacking at any time and anywhere, Akutsu will definitely be able to get through, right, Akutsu?"

Akutsu kept a sullen face and said nothing.

If he hadn't gone to Hyotei, he might have been in danger.

But after joining Hyotei, he received more systematic and targeted training.

Of course he is confident.

Especially after seeing Nanchuan's violent tennis, which was different from his performance in Neon, he seemed to have reopened his hunting nature as a beast. He was eager to try and "kill all around" on the court.

"it is good!"

Belk and the others were also aroused by Nanchuan's greater enthusiasm.

You know, they are the most famous underground tennis organization in this area. Now they are suppressed by the newly arrived foreigners. Don’t they care about their face?

Therefore, a fight between them is inevitable.

However, before the game started, someone appeared behind them and asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

"Orson, who beat you up like this?

Nanchuan looked back and was surprised. This was truly an unexpected surprise.

This person looks familiar!

"Tokugawa? Why are you here?" Orson, who was covered in bruises on the court, stood up with difficulty.

Chapter 110 Don’t mess with him and that person!

The person who came was Tokugawa, the Tokugawa Kazuya that Nanchuan knew.

But now he is just a third grade student, not as mature as in the plot, even a little gloomy, but now he looks very confident and sunny.

He was carrying a tennis bag on his back and wearing a blue jersey, but his face was clean and he looked like he was just about to go play tennis.

But when he saw Orson covered in scars, his brows furrowed.

Nanchuan didn't expect to meet Tokugawa here, nor did he expect that Tokugawa and Orson knew each other.

Tokugawa's Jiguang glanced at everyone, looked at Nanchuan twice, and finally said to Orsen:

You really didn't give up. When you chose this path, I told you it was dangerous. Forget it. It has nothing to do with me."

Orson barely opened his swollen face and revealed a tragic smile. "That's right, this is the path I chose. It has nothing to do with you. Besides, haven't I been beaten by you before?"

It is precisely because I was hurt by you that I chose this path. "

Nanchuan was a little surprised and exclaimed in his heart, "Oh my god, I thought they were friends, but it turns out they were also rivals."

Although Orsen was quite powerful, his defeat to Tokugawa was within Minamikawa's expectations.

"Your choice of this path has nothing to do with me. It's you who betrayed the club."

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere became very strange.

The guys from Hyotei didn't say anything, and Becker and the others all had unfathomable expressions. Orson, in an abnormal mood, clenched his fists, making a creaking sound.

He snorted, "This is none of your business. You foreigners who have money to study abroad know nothing!

Based on this meaning, Nanchuan had a general idea. Orson must have been a member of a club organization before, and then met Tokugawa in the club. They were most likely teammates.

Based on his understanding of the plot, he can be sure of one thing: Tokugawa has indeed joined various well-known tennis clubs. Although Tokugawa is only a third-year junior high school student now, he came to Europe to study since he was a child. In Germany, which is known as the tennis empire, he received very systematic training and received special training.

Later, he traveled to several countries to study and play tennis. He appeared and played in many tennis clubs. He is also a rare tennis genius.

According to Atobe's previous introduction, this Orson had backstabbed and betrayed the team for his own family reasons and for the sake of profit, so Tokugawa's words are easy to understand.