Prince of Tennis: Start by replicating your talent

Nanchuan was picked up by Akutsu, and he regained a little consciousness. He yelled impatiently.

Because of this, he finally came to his senses.

Looking at Tokugawa who suddenly fell to the ground before him, he said slowly!

Take him to the hospital.

He was sure that he had injured Tokugawa, and with his obsession with winning and his determination to "never give up", the kendo tennis ball he played would only become sharper and more lethal.

Tokugawa's body was covered in blood, and Nanchuan was also in pain all over, both of them were in the same situation.

Yukimura insisted on rehabilitation in the hospital, doing coordination exercises of his hands and feet every day. The process of overcoming the disease was lonely and torturous.

But today there are two more people accompanying him, living in the ward next to his, which makes Yukimura feel a little evilly excited: "Nanchuan, there will be a day when you will be hospitalized too!"

"But, what happened to him? Who could have hurt him?" Yukimura asked Atobe, "And you guys just came to see Harmon and left not long ago, how come—

Atobe looked like he was still not satisfied with what he had seen, even a little regretful. He snorted and said:

"The one across the street."

He pointed to Tokugawa's ward.

"An equally desperate fellow.

“When we first went to find them, they were already in a close fight, locked in a tough fight, and there was nothing we could do to stop them.

Yukimura leaned in and said, "It's him."

"Why, you know each other?

"Well, he showed up when Harmon was defeated, and Nanchuan declared war on him."

Yukimura said with some regret:

"It seems like I missed another exciting game. What a pity. I also want to get better soon, but there is no result yet."

Atobe was silent for a moment. He looked at Tokugawa who had been bandaged, then looked at Nanchuan who was already fast asleep next to him with a thick bandage on his wrist. Finally, he said:

"The match they played was indeed exciting, evenly matched, and extremely dangerous. If they continue to fight, I'm afraid they will become long-term patients with you."

Yukimura:

"I, it won't be long-term. I will definitely beat the disease. By the way, Harmon was discharged from the hospital, just after you left."

Atobe hummed, "That's good. At least he doesn't have to suffer because he loves tennis but can't play it. He can still continue his life."

This made Yukimura silent.

He couldn't help but think that because of his tennis, some people lost the ability to play tennis, but still maintained their love for tennis. That was the real pain.

Perhaps, this is the difference between his mental tennis and Nanchuan.

He took away the ability to play tennis.

Nanchuan's oppression deprives others of their love for tennis.

In this state of silence and uncertainty, he was glad that he fainted in time due to his illness and thus maintained his original intention and love for tennis.

otherwise-

He simply couldn't imagine what it would be like for himself after working so hard for tennis and fighting for the sport he loved, only to eventually become indifferent to it.

When Nanchuan woke up, he saw Tokugawa standing upright in front of his bed, along with Yukimura and Atobe.

The three of them looked down at him, and he forced a smile:

"What? You don't have to be so serious even if you laugh at me."

He could feel his wrist still aching, and the wound on his left arm was irritating his nerves because it had been torn again.

But when he saw that Tokugawa was not much better, he felt relieved again. If he was the only one hurt, then his self-esteem would be really hurt!

It’s nothing. My injury is more serious than yours, but you slept more soundly than me, so I came to take a look. "Tokugawa said.

Now he is no longer the gloomy enhanced version of Tokugawa who played violent tennis, but has regained the cold and indifferent Tokugawa who played benevolent tennis.

To be honest, Nanchuan felt vaguely excited when he saw that Tokugawa, who was so good and kind in the plot, became a person that Tokugawa himself would never want to become.

Because of such an opponent, the game will be more thrilling!

He forced a smile and said, "In fact, Senior fainted at that time, it was also a last resort, right?"

The corners of Tokugawa's mouth twitched in a restrained manner.

How should he respond to this?

At that time, he had indeed consumed all his physical strength and energy.

Moreover, he was hit twice by Nanchuan's kendo tennis ball. The pain in his chest and shoulders was more severe than the wound on his wrist.

At that time, he really had no way to fight against the Nanchuan Sword Family.

Fainting and losing consciousness was indeed a manifestation of his own inability, but Nanchuan saw the other side of Tokugawa, which was that he was not yet prepared or determined to embark on the path of violent tennis.

He asked: "By the way, Senior, do you plan to take a different path?"

Tokugawa was stunned for a moment, and finally shook his head: "Reject."

"But which path can your tennis take?"

“But I can choose another one.”

Nanchuan nodded and said, "Yes, it is indeed possible, but if it were me, I would not make a choice, I would take both paths."

"Wha, what?"

Tokugawa looked at this ambitious boy in surprise. For a moment, his mood became extremely complicated, as if his blood was boiling and he was struggling to make a decision.

He admitted that he had thought about not making a choice, and that as a man he should have both.

However, would such a person really not have split personality?

Moreover, he deliberately wanted to seal off the other side of himself.

Now he was stimulated again by Nanchuan and injured Nanchuan as well.

To be honest, this was not his original intention for playing tennis, and he did not want to see anyone get injured because of him on the court.

So after a brief struggle, he made a resolute decision for himself and decided not to choose violent tennis!

"That's going astray!" Tokugawa pointed out seriously with a frown.

Nanchuan smiled again:

'Wrong path? Why not! '

Such remarks made him a really wild and crazy player, and made Tokugawa increasingly unable to understand this guy.

Nanchuan continued:

"In fact, Senior, you have already lost your desire to win when the road ahead was so smooth, so you sealed your other side and were so anxious to refute me."

But now, are you sure you can really do without the determination to win? "

The seniors must have seen stronger tennis, right? They have also seen professional tennis and world tennis.

So you know very well that sometimes, for the sake of victory and the necessity of winning, we have to make some choices that we are unwilling to make but are necessary, even if the road is difficult. "

Nanchuan remembered that in the plot, Tokugawa went to Ashura Shinto and was willing to risk his life, but he still played the game of benevolent tennis.

Therefore, in a tennis competition where one risks everything, even his life, even though he is from Ashura Shinto, he is still far behind Phoenix and Borg in strength.

There is no need. "Nanchuan shook his head, his face covered with an extremely serious expression. Senior Tokugawa, there is no need to suppress the other side of your tennis. Those who can accept your challenge and are willing to become your opponent mean that they have also made the decision to gamble their lives."

These words made Tokugawa fall into silence again.

Before he turned and left, he just said to Nanchuan:

"I'll remember your words. I'm leaving now."

"Wait a moment."

Nanchuan hurriedly stopped him."

"what's up?"

"Um, you're going to the World Cup in France, right?"

"Ok.

"Who is your companion?"

Hearing Nanchuan ask this, Tokugawa's mouth twitched again.

Wow, this abacus is making such a loud noise, it’s almost hitting my face.

"So, you are asking about my companions because you want to fight with them?"

He now sees clearly that Nanchuan is a warlike boy. Once he smells the aura of a strong man, he will not let go of the opportunity to fight.

No wonder he would suggest that he go down the "wrong path"

Good boy, you are really ambitious.

He snorted, "No."

"Don't be like this, Tokugawa-senpai. We have to return home after the World Cup in France. This is a rare opportunity to meet the Spanish captain before you leave. I really don't want to miss it."

Tokugawa frowned:

"Are you following me?"

"how come?"

How do you know my partner is the Spanish captain?

"Oh, because I have a special ability. Not only can I predict the outcome on the court, but I can also use it in real life. Besides, the last stop of the Spanish expedition was in England, right? It's not hard to guess."

Nanchuan started talking nonsense, and Tokugawa didn't expect him to tell the truth on this point, but it was not difficult to understand if you think about it. After all, there were reports everywhere that the Spanish main general had not returned to the team yet.

The private matter he came to the UK to deal with was about the so-called "main general" of Spain.

This "captain" is very arrogant. He even crossed the English Channel to come here for vacation before the World Cup. The arrogant and difficult side of this "captain" has already been revealed.

With Nanchuan's current strength, he can make a conclusion: he can't win.

You should take good care of your injuries first, otherwise you will die miserably."

"Same here, Senior! I can see your wound is more serious than mine!"

Tokugawa staggered as he left, and without turning his head, he said:

"Then let's put our previous fight aside for now. I will come back to you to decide the winner."

After Tokugawa left, Nanchuan shook his head proudly!

Let me correct you, how can I be so miserable? I am also constantly evolving, okay."

Atobe and Yukimura, who were listening on the side, were still a little confused.

Nanchuan was the first to ask:

"What's up with you two? Are you really here to laugh at me? That's right, this is the first time I've been beaten up and sent to the hospital. This is such a rare and last chance to laugh at me, you won't let it go, right?

However, this game was very enjoyable, and I discovered such an interesting side, so this injury became very meaningful and worthwhile.

Oh, going against benevolence and righteousness and embarking on what I think is a 'wrong path', such a dramatic plot track is unexpectedly exciting!"

Atobe and Yukimura closed their eyes helplessly, indicating that they still didn't understand what he was saying.

Yukimura: "I just came to see how your injury is. I'm happy to have another patient."

Nanchuan: “That’s right, Senior Tokugawa is already able to be discharged from the hospital, so of course I can too, you should just enjoy your solitude by yourself.

Atobe: "I am here to see your joke. Not only me, but there are also a bunch of people outside who are here to see your joke."

As they were talking, Akutsu and the others walked in, and Akutsu looked both excited and angry.

Before Nanchuan could ask what was going on, Akutsu snorted impatiently:

"How weak! He was beaten into the hospital and it's hard to tell who won."

"It's boring."

"boring."

Nanchuan waved his hand: "You don't understand. The winner will be decided next time."