The Rebirth of the Net King

Chapter 298

"Little one, let's stop playing here today!"

Hearing Nanjiro's voice, Long Ya chuckled lightly, and suddenly increased the strength in his hand.

The sudden acceleration caught Ryoma, who was struggling to keep up with Long Ya's rhythm, by surprise.

Now, no matter how stupid Ryoma was, he had already reacted.

It turned out that Long Ya had been giving way to herself just now.

"hateful!"

Ryoma hung down his racket unwillingly, and he lost again.

Since he was a child, he has never won against this hateful guy once.

"You are the only one. I have been hearing about you from Long Ya and the old man Mifune. When I saw you today, you are even better than I imagined."

Nanjiro said with a smile.

"Hello senior!"

Fuji bowed to Nanjiro.

As a legend in the neon tennis world, Nanjiro is an unrivaled senior in terms of qualifications and age, and coupled with his relationship with Qingxue, he naturally respects Nanjiro very much.

Minami Jiro's gaze has been locked on Fuji's body. Although it is the first time they meet, but with the way Minamijiro sees people, he can see at a glance that Fuji is extraordinary.

Even facing himself, this young man did not show the slightest timidity.

The temperament on his body gave him a very calm feeling, and he looked like a very stable young man.

He has also seen many geniuses in these years, and it is inevitable that he will see some arrogance belonging to young geniuses in these people.

However, he didn't see the slightest bit in Fuji's body, only a kind of approachable temperament.

Like a modest gentleman, his gestures are full of freedom and ease.

At this age, the only one who can do this is the first one he has ever seen.

In this way, Nanjiro kept looking back and forth at Fuji's body, while Fuji stood quietly.

A strange atmosphere made Ryoma, who was a little angry, quiet down.

"Boy, do you want to play a game!"

Nanjiro spoke suddenly, breaking the weird atmosphere.

The reason why he asked Long Ya to bring Buer was to see how far Buer's tennis has come.

For Nanjiro, it has been a long time since he met a young man who could arouse his interest.

"Then please give me some advice, senior."

Fuji is also not polite, and it is also his wish for this trip to fight Nanjiro.

He also wanted to see how strong the legendary warrior was, the ceiling of the Wang Wang world.

"Long Ya, lend me your racket."

Echizen Nanjiro walked off the court, Long Ya immediately handed over his racket, and then carried Ryoma to the side.

"let me go!"

The dragon horse kicked wildly in the air, Long Ya frowned when she saw this, and put the dragon horse down.

"Humph!"

Long Ma tidied up his clothes, and said to Long Ya, "Hey! Who is he?"

My unreliable father would actually take the initiative to invite a young guy to fight.

This surprised Ryoma a little, and at the same time made him curious about Fuji.

"He! He's a friend of my brother's."

Long Ya pouted at Longma and said with a smile.

"Cut! Don't say anything!"

Long Ma turned her head arrogantly, Long Ya's answer was nothing.

This guy came with Long Ya, and Long Ma naturally knew that he was Long Ya's friend.

"Ha ha!"

Seeing Longma's appearance, Long Ya couldn't help laughing.

Later, Longya remembered what Nanjiro had told him, that after Ryoma graduated from elementary school, he would move back to Neon with Ryoma and his family.

At that time, it is estimated that there is a high probability that Nanjiro will arrange Ryoma to his alma mater, which is the youth school where Fuji is currently studying.

Thinking of this, Long Ya raised her mouth involuntarily, and rubbed Long Ma's little head fiercely.

"Dad should have told you that he will return to your neon business after you graduate from elementary school, right? He may be the tennis minister of your future junior high school!"

"What? He will be the tennis minister of my junior high school?"

Long Ma was so surprised that he even forgot about Long Ya rubbing his head.

Although Long Ma didn't know why Long Ya was so sure, but he had a hunch that what Long Ya said was true.

Then he has to take a good look at whether this guy is qualified enough to be his minister.

"I'll give you the right to serve. Some people in the province say that I am an old man who bullies children."

Nanjiro stood opposite Fuji, and said casually.

"Then I will be disrespectful!"

Fuji is not polite, after all, the person opposite him is a living legend, the samurai Echizen Minamijiro!
The light wind is on.

An invisible wave of mental power spread along Buer towards the surroundings.

Nanjiro and Longya felt this strange fluctuation of mental power at the same time, Nanjiro raised his eyebrows, a little curious.

"It seems that this kid has a lot of attainments in Asura's divine way!"

Nanjiro thought.

Neon's Asura Shinto is mainly to temper the control of spiritual power, and Buer's hand is obviously a manifestation of Asura Shinto entering the room.

"Good guy! My old man almost didn't react!"

Ryoma was still watching Fuji's movements, and in the blink of an eye, Nanjiro's voice sounded, and Fuji also started to sprint forward.

"What! Has the ball been served? So fast?"

Ryoma was taken aback, he quickly turned his head, and sure enough, a tennis ball was already attached to Nanjiro's racket.

Fuji had known for a long time that his serve would not have much effect. If his mental strength wanted to affect Nanjiro, it might only be realized in a dream.

boom!
Nanjiro swung the racket casually, and the tennis ball was immediately pulled back to Fuji's feet.

With such a casual posture, Nanjiro even hit a perfect backspin, and hit it precisely to Fuji's feet.

Fuji hurriedly lowered the racket in his hand, and suddenly, a huge force was transmitted along the racket to Fuji's wrist.

"Good weight!"

Even though he had been prepared for a long time, the strength of this ball still shocked Buer.

You know, this is just Nanjiro's subsequent blow. It is conceivable that Nanjiro has not given up on tempering his own strength.

Don't think that Nanjiro's strength will decline if he hasn't appeared in the world tennis for so many years.

People are becoming more and more refined, and Nanjiro's current strength, according to Fuji's estimation, is probably worse than Nanjiro's peak.

Such a backspin shot towards the feet is the biggest headache for surfers.

Although Fuji has a soft body, his balance and motor nerves are not as abnormal as Akutsu's.

He reluctantly hit the ball back, but the moment he swung the racket, he already knew that the ball would not pass the net.

Sure enough, the flying angle of this ball was too low, and the strong backspin seriously affected the quality of Fuji's counterattack.

"Senior is really rude!"

Fuji said with a wry smile, he didn't expect Nanjiro to be so serious as soon as he came up.

"Boy, you have to be serious, let me take a good look at your tennis!"

Nanjiro shook the racket in his hand, chuckled and said.

"Then please take a good look at it, senior!"

Now that Nanjiro said so, then Fuji is no longer polite.

Behind Fuji, the wind walker with the same face as him suddenly appeared. At the same time, a powerful momentum burst out from Fuji's body, and a violent wind suddenly blew up in the field.

"Then... what is that!"

This sudden coercion made Ryoma sit on the ground involuntarily, looking at the phantom behind Fuji, Ryoma's pupils shrank.

Long Ya stood in front of Ryoma, blocking the violent waves that kept coming for him.

"Little one, that's a field that you can't touch for the time being. As I said, you are still far behind!"

Long Ya also became excited at this time, the next match, I am afraid it will be very exciting.

(End of this chapter)