Zongman: The evolution of Ninja Bleach from Prince of Tennis

The game was over, and the match was over.

"Echizen Ryoma wins, score 6:0!"

In less than five minutes, Echizen Ryoma had already solved the game.

In the next two games, the tennis racket was switched to the left hand.

In the serving game, the outspin serve scored directly, and every return shot after that reached a level comparable to Tezuka's, which made the members of the Qingxue tennis club stunned.

"Bullmaster, I'm done with my game today, can I leave?"

Ryoma walked out of the tennis court, put the racket in the tennis bag, took the coat handed to him by Xingyan and put it on, then put on the tennis bag and looked at Tezuka Kunimitsu.

He also saw it just now, it was the coach's problem. He had been watching in the office before, and when she saw everyone protecting Xingyan, she came out to teach people a lesson.

Besides, there is no rule that prohibits people from other schools from coming.

"Go back, be careful on the road."

Tezuka Kunimitsu nodded, he would definitely not stop the two from leaving.

As for the coach's expression...

At this time, who cares about the coach? Everyone was interrupted before they had time to say a few more words to the Grand Slam winner. They probably have some opinions about the coach.

Fuji was also angry, and it seemed that he had some ideas to do something, and it was inevitable that he would cause some trouble.

"Hey, what happened just now? Aren't they asking for autographs? Why did the coach get so angry? Do you think you delayed the game?"

After leaving the school gate and getting in the car, Ryoma looked at Xingyan, whose expression had hardly changed, and was very curious about what the coach was like.

The day before yesterday, he said that Xingyan would be treated as a VIP in any school he went to, and would try to attract people to their respective schools.

But he didn't expect that at Qingxue, the coach would see him and drive him away directly, which was completely inconsistent with Xingyan's identity value.

"Who knows? Maybe they think I'm the type that doesn't listen, and they're afraid that I'll be a bad influence on the members of your Qingxue tennis club."

Xing Yan probably understood this, but he didn't plan to tell the truth to Long Ma.

He didn't comment on this matter, as he wanted to build relationships with reporters and then give the school tennis club an impression.

But she shouldn't have thought of it. Although a big reason was that she didn't know who she was, no matter what, this was the first time someone dared to stand up and say to keep her away.

In the situation just now, it was obvious that the other regulars were trying to get closer to him.

Whether it was chasing stars or wanting to get some guidance in tennis, it was all destroyed by the appearance of Ryuzaki Sumire.

This effect is not bad, it just happened to arouse a little contradiction between the coach and the regulars, but it wouldn't be too obvious.

Next, how to lead the regulars of a rival school to the rebellious route of adolescence, there are still a lot of routines to play.

But how to play it specifically depends on his mood next time he meets him.

Anyway, he will definitely not let the coach of Qingxue get along well with the regulars.

What he said to Echizen Nanjiro was really no joke.

He, Uchiha Xingyan, has never been a good boy from the beginning to the end.

When the driver stopped the car, Xingyan and Ryoma got out of the car, and after returning to Echizen's house, they went to the tennis court with Nanjiro.

Xingyan played very hard today, but he still kept his illusion 1 point.

In the words of Echizen Nanjiro, Xingyan is too noisy. This point is taken without any rules, always appears suddenly, and it can't be used again after it is taken.

But Echizen Nanjiro just loses this point. Even if he is always alert, his state will decline instantly when Xingyan is about to take this point. It is obvious that he can't solve the problem.

"Stinky boy, what is your illusion tennis? I am old and cannot stand such shock. Just tell me the principle. In exchange, I will teach you how to do it perfectly. How about that?"

After playing tennis, Echizen Nanjiro, who still got 6:1, walked to Xingyan and sat down. He pushed his arm with a tennis racket and couldn't help wanting to know what was going on.

"Perfect perfection?"

Xingyan looked over curiously. Why didn't he know that he could learn this?

Isn't this what he realized?

"Yes, how about I teach you this. Tell me what the illusion tennis is. Why every time you open the illusion tennis, even if I am fully awake and aware,

There is a problem, but it still can't be broken..."

Echizen Nanjiro was really curious. He didn't care how many points this kid scored. He was entangled in the fact that he knew there was a problem, but he couldn't break it.

So far, he has never encountered a tennis ball that he couldn't break even after seeing it several times.

"It's very simple. It's forced mental suppression. When you feel it, you have fallen into it, so it must be unbreakable."

Xingyan didn't think there was anything wrong with illusion tennis.

"Then what about when you opened the illusion tennis in the first game?"

Echizen Nanjiro felt that something was wrong. If it was mental suppression applied during the game of tennis, then the situation that let this kid score in the first game should not have occurred before.

"You can use it when you pick up the racket, but when it will take effect depends on when you are hit."

He rolled his eyes very rudely. Xingyan didn't expect to succeed directly at that time.

"Stinky boy, do you want to learn perfect? ​​If you want, I can really teach you. "

Regarding the limit of perfection, Echizen Nanjiro really hadn't thought about teaching anyone, because he also thought that this thing depends on understanding.

However, he wanted to see this kid understand it.

Only the happiest tennis can open the limit of perfection. He can raise his son in this way, but he can't let this kid go down this path.

The initial heart is not necessarily happy, it may also be something else.

So he was curious about what this kid's original intention for tennis was.

"In a few days, I'm going to the u17 training camp this weekend. When I come back from there, uncle, let me see what the limit of perfection is. "

Xingyan stood up from the stool and shook his head to ask Echizen Nanjiro not to teach him yet.

He still has things to do on the weekend. If he studies now, his future plans will be ruined.

Besides, he doesn't think he has the ability of the limit of perfection, so he'd better wait until he has time to study it.