Netwang: The newborn Renwang

“Yes!”

King Ren nodded, and his face also became a little solemn.

If the first two days were just pointers for the ‘fence’, then what kind of Echizen Nanjiro can be seen next, and how much he can gain depends on his own ability.

Behind him, the momentum surged.

The phantom of the soul of will suddenly emerged.

Opposite Nio, a shadow of a samurai also appeared behind Echizen Nanjiro, but the same samurai that Nioh saw in the Echizen brothers in his previous life was a young version of Echizen Nanjiro.

With this alone, Renwang was able to determine that this was definitely not the strongest state of the other party,

What’s more, the momentum of King Ren being able to compete with it has also shown that this is only the most general realm-level state.

Snap~pop~

The tennis ball gently jumped back and forth between the palm of Renwang’s palm and the ground, and the training state of the previous two days was obviously a lot more formal.

In the match with Echizen Nanjiro, Nioh will not use mental tricks, nor will he use too many fancy tricks.

Not to mention whether those things are useful or not, Nio’s ultimate goal is to be able to see the shining points of Nanjiro’s realm, and what he needs is not ordinary technology, those things may be very important to others, but they are nothing to him.

Bang!

The tennis ball flashed in an instant, leaving only an almost imperceptible shadow in the middle of the court.

Bang!

The bright cold glow made King Ren’s hair explode.

The ball passed by Renwang’s leg, making Renwang’s calf feel a raw pain, as if the muscles had been cut by a sharp weapon.

But when Renwang looked at it, he found that his calf was not affected at all, as if everything was an illusion.

“Kendo? No…… It’s different~”

Compared to the aura that only flashed occasionally in the previous two days, this time the aura was much more obvious, and Renwang felt a strong kendo aura in it.

But it’s different.

The closest player to Kendo is naturally Sanada, and kendo should be the closest sport for Sanada besides tennis.

Swift as the wind, Xu Rulin and moving like thunder, these tricks all have a very strong kendo shadow.

Echizen Nanjiro’s movements don’t seem to have any connection with kendo, but the aura is somewhat similar, and in front of Nio, it is not like a legend holding a racket, but more like a samurai with a sharp edge.

Samurai Nanjiro ~ worthy of his title.

His gaze froze slightly, and in the case of determined not to use spiritual power and other skills, the only thing that King Ren could rely on was the special role of the soul of will.

Inquisitor?

Thinking of Echizen Nanjiro’s experience, Nio’s figure was distorted for a while.

The soul of the will behind him also churned.

The holy breath of the judge and the bloody aura of the weapon in his hand instantly made Echizen Nanjiro interested.

This self-contradictory will embodiment was also the first time he had seen it.

I just don’t know which kid’s will, so interesting~

“Echizen Nanjiro, in the name of judgment, I declare you guilty of laziness!”

Tono’s voice sounded in the middle of the court, and after a somewhat eerie sneer, the tennis ball was hit by the racket, pulling a shadow in the middle of the court.

“Judge me?”

Echizen Nanjiro’s face twitched, and the smelly boy was not afraid of the wind and flashed his tongue!

Feeling the inexplicable aura that was applied to him, Echizen Nanjiro’s figure flashed, and the racket in his hand swung suddenly.

Airplanes~

Renwang felt the soft groan of the blade coming out of its sheath.

Behind Echizen Nanjiro, the young illusory samurai waved the katana in his hand.

Bang!!

The chill was at first hand.

Instantly crush the Inquisitor’s bloody weapon.

“Didn’t… No effect? ”

Renwang secretly swallowed his saliva.

There are only two possibilities for this situation, either in the subconscious cognition of Echizen Nanjiro, even if he retired to become a monk, even if he neglected to train, he still did not commit the crime of laziness in tennis.

In other words… In fact, Echizen Nanjiro has never really slackened, but it is only a little abandoned in the eyes of outsiders.

Another possibility is… The trial of King Ni could not shake the will of Echizen Nanjiro at all, so it did not play the slightest role.

“Teenagers, don’t engage in these things, take some real skills and come out~”

Echizen Nanjiro was walking left and right in the middle of the court, and he was very relaxed in his hand turning the racket, as if he was walking.

“Hmph!”

A dull cold snort.

Tono’s figure instantly became tall, and his purple hair turned bright red.

The phantom behind him also changed from a judge to a ghost god with green face and fangs.

“Hey, it’s hard to say how the strength is, it looks a little scary~”

Echizen Nanjiro was startled by the phantom of King Ni and snorted coldly.

Renwang: “…”

If the ghost senior is here, maybe he can’t help but have a real PK.

The ghost can’t win in the stadium, and outside of this stadium, it’s really not necessarily.

Rumble~!

After the phantom became Oni Jujiro, the power of tennis suddenly went up a level.

After all, the Phantom of the domain level of Tono is completely different in the direction of expertise, and the real attack is still to make the Asura Shinto system more rude.

Rumble~!

The game began to go into rhythm.

However, no matter how hard Nioh tried, Echizen Nanjiro could easily cope with it.

Even~

Rustling~

Nanjiro’s foot slid slightly, his center of gravity changed by one leg, and his body turned a little, but no movement occurred.

After landing at a very fast speed, the tennis ball directly changed the angle of its bounce and flew towards Nanjiro.

“Nanjiro Domain?”

Renwang’s pupils shrank.

This trick… Can a game exist at this level?

If you change to Tezuka or him, in this level of competition, whether it is effective or not, even if it is successful, the price to the arm is unimaginable.

Sure enough~ as long as the strength is strong enough, there is nothing impossible~

King Ren suddenly thought of Sanada and them, and the tricks they played in the face were stronger than their own tricks~ their current complicated mood is probably the mood they used to be, right?

Trample~

Footsteps.

The figure flashed, and both hands clasped.

“Black… Battle-axe!! ”

Rumble~!

The purple-black glow pulled an arc in the middle of the course.

The ghost shadow behind King Ren also roared silently, as if expressing his anger.

This goal, no longer affected by the field, directly penetrated Echizen Nanjiro’s defense.

“Interesting~”

The corners of Nanjiro’s mouth curved a little.

I haven’t really moved for a long time, and suddenly an opponent who makes me a little interested appears, and I’m not used to it~