Net King: My skills come from death

Chapter 57 Nanjiro vs. Shendailan

"After joining Fudo Peak, you have to work hard. One week later, there will be a trial for the main selection. You don't want to fail to be the main selection, right?"

The words of Jindai Lan filled Echizen Ryoma with fighting spirit.

"Minister I will work hard!"

Not long after, the two came to Echizen's home.

Echizen Minamijiro has been waiting for a long time.

Considering that the battle between the two involved a different dimension, it was too early for the members of Fudo Peak, so Lan Jindai chose to come alone.

The current members of Fudo Peak are still in the stage of learning and growing up. It will be troublesome if the future direction is messed up because of watching the battle.

Not so with Echizen Ryoma.

In the past, he has been trained by Nanjiro, and he almost became the shape of Nanjiro.

Nanjiro's purpose this time is more to make Echizen aware of his own shortcomings, and to understand the power of the field of different dimensions.

Simultaneously.

Put away your pride.

"Echizen, take a good look, you're still a long way off." Komyo Ai said to Echizen Ryoma with a smile.

Being the minister of the protagonist, you have the opportunity to CPU (PUA) at any time. This feeling is wonderful.

"Young people nowadays are really energetic. They even come to me, an old man, to play tennis." Echizen Minamijiro stretched his waist, his tone full of helplessness.

"Minister, Dad, do you want to play?" Echizen Ryoma's eyes lit up.

Only then did he understand why Shendai Lan followed him home.

It turned out that he wanted to challenge Dad!

From the beginning of Echizen Ryoma's memory, Nanjiro has never been defeated, and he can play with himself at will with his eyes closed

And Shendailan also has a strength that he can't match.

Echizen looked forward to the battle between the two.

He hurriedly followed behind them.

In the dilapidated stadium of the temple.

The ground is fairly flat, but there is occasional sand and dust.

"Boy, this is the only court." Nanjiro said while taking out an old wooden racket.

The racket is full of scratches, obviously old.

It's hard not to wonder if this racquet can catch a ball.

"It doesn't matter." Jindai Lan took out his racket.

This time it's a normal racket.

He's not so arrogant as to challenge the tennis ceiling with a cross racquet.

Even if the opponent was holding a broken wooden racket, Kojiro Lan didn't think he could win.

"Just one ball, my body can't take it anymore." Echizen Nanjiro lazily tapped his back with his racket.

"Is there only one ball?" Echizen Ryoma looked disappointed.

I thought they would play a full game.

In this way, we can fully understand the strength of God Generation Blue.

"Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu whoa." Under Echizen Ryoma's stunned gaze, Koujiro Lan unloaded the weight on his wrists and ankles.

He even took off his coat and the inner load-bearing clothing.

This set weighs twenty or thirty catties, to say the least.

Jindai Lan took out a tennis ball and patted it lightly.

"Oh, the kid at this age is really scary." Even Nanjiro looked sideways and sighed.

"Papa papa." Komyolan slapped the tennis ball rhythmically.

For a moment, Echizen Ryoma seemed to see himself.

"Shua." The tennis ball was thrown, and Lan Jindai jumped up, the shoelaces swayed with the breeze, and the tennis racket in his right hand was buckled hard,
"Shua, Shua, Shua." The tennis ball spun wildly when it landed, and then headed towards Echizen Nanjiro's face.

Echizen Ryoma: "This is my outspin serve?!"

Echizen Nanjiro: "Young people nowadays are amazing!!"

Nanjiro took a step back, and waved his right hand casually like a caress.

With a clear sound, the tennis ball was immediately returned.

The posture is like an artist painting, not following the trend, full of artistic sense, but also extremely precise.

The direction of the ball is the baseline.

Experts take a shot and know if there is one at a glance.

Shendai's blue eyes flickered, and he ran to the right, his right foot suddenly stepped on the ground, his body tilted at a small angle, and the tennis racket was pressed down at a small angle, causing the sound of breaking wind from bottom to top.

"Bang." With the explosion, the tennis ball shot out like an arrow off the string.

At the same time as hitting the tennis ball, Kandai Lan tapped his toes, exerted strength on his ankles, relieved the force of rushing to the right, and jumped lightly to the left.

"Standing with one foot?!" Echizen Ryoma's pupils shrank suddenly.

Is Shendailan imitating his own style of play?
No, it's evolution! !

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." The next ball, Shendailan's body half-sat on the ground, and slid forward. When it was close to halftime, he jumped up and slammed the tennis ball back in advance.

The tennis ball jumps in the air and writes the letter B.

Such a ball is difficult to predict, and it is difficult for ordinary tennis players to fight back.

But Nanjiro is different.

"Good job!" Nanjiro took a random step, scooped lightly with his right hand, and hit the back of Jindailan with a fast lob with a spin.

"Young man, if you only have this little ability, then the ball will be over."

"It's worthy of being a legend. Ordinary golf skills don't work at all, and it can even hit a dead corner." Shendai Lan secretly admired in his heart.

Instant step.

His figure disappeared from sight, and appeared at the landing point in an instant.

"Crack." The forehand hit the tennis ball hard.

Under the force, the tennis ball is almost deformed, and it passes through the court in an instant.

"What a powerful pace." Echizen Nanjiro's eyes lit up.

With his eyes, he could see the practicality of this step at a glance.

"It seems that this ball will take a little longer than I expected. Let me see what skills you have."

"What the minister used... was my ball skills and pace. I even had a similar inspiration for the kick, but it was not perfect." Echizen, who was watching the game, was already filled with shock.

"Shooting the ball with the word B. So that's how it's played." He kept his eyes on the court and murmured to himself.

No matter what kind of spin Jindai Lan played, Nanjiro could easily counterattack.

"Even if you don't use your skills, you can give me such pressure. If that's the case, let's try this."

Shendailan's eyes flickered, and he swung his racket just as the tennis ball was approaching, causing a mysterious spin.

"Well, this ball is interesting." Echizen Nanjiro saw the trick when the ball was flying.

He took a step back and swung his racket freehand.

"Crack." The ball went towards Nanjiro's face when it touched the racket.

This is one of the hero's tricks in the original novel, cool volley.

"Om." Suddenly, a strange air flowed through.

The next moment, the tennis ball bypassed Echizen Minamijiro's face, ascended to the sky at a high speed, and after bypassing an incredible arc, fell back to the half court of Jindai Lan.

"Is it similar to the use of Tezuka Phantom? It is indeed a legend, these skills are all at your fingertips."

Carefree is Shendailan's inner feelings at the moment.

The two immediately started a fierce confrontation.

Shendailan also continued to show various types of pumping attacks, even using tornado smashes.

Echizen greedily absorbed everything he saw.

Because he knows that these balls are within his control.

Soon, he realized something was wrong.

Nanjiro hadn't left his seat since about 1 minute ago.

His feet drew a small circle around his body while moving slightly.

"Young man, don't play these balls anymore, let's have something interesting, or I will fall asleep." Nanjiro said loudly, eyes closed.

Long Ma's teaching has ended, and it's time to show his real skills.

Shendailan who received this message smiled slightly.

"as you wish."

(End of this chapter)