Zongman: The evolution of Ninja Bleach from Prince of Tennis

The child was taken to the hospital, but the doctor said that he was not very good.

"It should be...it should be fine soon, Xingyan, don't cry, uncle will take you to eat snacks first, and then we will go play tennis..."

Holding the child, Akutagawa did not forget to communicate with Sakaki Taro with his eyes while coaxing the child.

In the end, the two of them said helplessly that children's hobbies still need to be cultivated.

After Xingyan was taken to eat two small pieces of cake, Jilang and Yueren were taken to take a bath and change clothes, in less than an hour, the tennis court of Akutagawa's house was "tidy up".

Standing on the standard tennis court, Xingyan held the small racket specially sent for him, his fingers naturally clenched, and he swung the racket continuously to find the feel.

"Yue Ren, look at brother Xing Yan swinging the racket. He really knows how to swing the racket. So amazing!"

Ji Lang watched from the side. When he found that the little guy's swinging method was similar to the tutorial, his eyes sparkled.

It took him a long time to learn and barely reach the standard mode. Of course, this was also related to the fact that his father's teaching was not so standard.

So, he later practiced by himself following the video teaching and never let his father teach him again.

"Tsk... What's so great about it? I can do it too. Ji Lang, wait, I'm going to beat him!"

Xiangri Yue Ren glared at him unhappily. He can also swing the racket and play tennis. Why didn't he see Ji Lang so excited?

However, the kid was three years old, but he was more standard than him, who was five years old. If his father knew about it, he would definitely say that he didn't work hard!

"Xingyan, when playing tennis, the most important thing is to have fun and not feel pressured..."

Uncle Akutagawa was still admonishing Xingyan. He had said this to Jiro countless times, but his son didn't give him face at all, and later he was too lazy to listen.

Now watching the little Xingyan swinging his racket, he once again had to find the presence of an elder from other people's sons.

"Dad, go away, I'm going to start a game with Xingyan!"

Jiro Akutagawa walked to the opposite side with his racket and waved at Xingyan across the net.

Then, he pointed to the side with disdain, asking his father, whose tennis skills were almost zero, to stay away and not interfere with their game.

"I'll do it, I'll do it, I'll be the referee!"

Mukai Gakuto didn't get the chance to play, so he turned around and grabbed the ladder of the referee's seat and climbed up.

"You serve first!"

The two children stood on both sides of the tennis court, and Jiro generously said that as an older brother, he should give in to his younger brother.

He is already five years old. If he tries to get ahead of a three-year-old, his parents will laugh at him.

"Yeah."

Xingyan didn't hesitate and walked to the serving line with a racket and a tennis ball.

However, no matter how much training he has, some natural conditions cannot be changed.

For example, this chubby little hand can only hold a tennis ball, not hold it in his hand, and it is impossible to try to add tennis stunts such as rotation.

Bang!

Toss the ball, swing the racket, and the ball goes over the net.

It's a very simple, but very standard serve over the net.

"Wow, it looks like what I saw on TV!"

Jiro Akutagawa looked at the tennis ball that was hit, ran a few steps with a smile, and hit the tennis ball that bounced off the ground.

He learned by watching various videos, so his return was more regular at this time.

Bang!

It is true that Xingyan is a complete novice now, but the player opposite him is not a future tennis player. The two of them run back and forth in their respective half of the court, and at a young age, they can hit a ball more than a dozen times.

"Sakaki, who did your Xingyan learn tennis from? Isn't this standard a bit too high?"

Outside the court, Akutagawa stood next to Taro Sakaki and recognized the tennis talents of the two boys in the competition.

"I asked someone to find various basic tennis learning materials. I was busy before. When I saw him play this kind of tennis, he was already very familiar with it..."

Taro Sakaki was a little annoyed that he missed his child's learning stage, but this only shows that his child's learning ability is too strong.

"My Jiro also learned by himself by looking at materials and videos..."

Hearing that other people's children are excellent, Akutagawa also mentioned that his Jiro's learning is actually not bad.

The two fathers stood outside the court, watching the five-year-old and three-year-old children running around on the court.

Because there were no tricky skills, and every ball was played as legally as possible, no accidents happened.

Only Xiang Riyueren, who was sitting in the referee's seat, pouted his lips, and the more he watched, the more he felt

Unhappy.

"You guys are so boring, Jiro, come out, I'll play with him!"

The game was just like watching a novice training video, and soon Xiangri Yueren couldn't stand it anymore.

Ever since he started learning tennis, he didn't like this kind of tennis. He wanted to play the kind that was particularly flashy.

"No, our game isn't over yet, Yueren, wait a little longer!"

Jiro Akutagawa looked at Yueren unhappily. He didn't want to be robbed of his game that wasn't over yet.

"You're about to lose..."

Although he was unhappy about being rejected, Xiangri Yueren didn't really run onto the court.

However, he didn't want to be a referee.

Sitting in the rest area nearby, he waited for the two to finish playing before going on the court. At that time, he must let the little guy see the cool tennis he played!

"The game is over, Jiro won, 7:5!"

It was only a tiebreak, but it still made the two parents worried.

Now it was finally over, Taro Sakaki walked up and picked up his son, worried that his little arms and legs would be exhausted.

"Uncle Sakaki, what about me? I haven't played yet!"

When Mukaihito saw that the little one was about to be taken away, he was furious after waiting for so long without a chance to play.

He couldn't bully others like this, he also wanted to play tennis with the little one!

"Let's play in the afternoon, they all need to rest now."

Taro Sakaki looked down at his son who was about to fall asleep in his arms, and made a new appointment for them.

It was only morning now, so he went back to take a bath and take a nap, and rest for a while after lunch. He could indeed play a game in the afternoon.

However, he had achieved such results after just learning for such a short time, and he had some new understanding of Xingyan's endurance.

On the way to rest, Xingyan closed his eyes and looked like he was asleep.

But he was actually observing the changes in his tasks and personal information.

This tennis match, because the tie-break was finally played, was judged by the system to have completed a formal match.

But because it did not win, Task 2 was still missing the last step.

[Main Task 2, Tennis Beginner (Get in Touch with Tennis√, Learn Tennis Rules√, Serve Over the Net√, Return Over the Net√, Win a Formal Match×)]

[Host Completes the First Formal Match, Bonus Points 100]

Although the task of Main Task 2 was not completed, the bonus points for this achievement were directly given to 100 points, which still made him very happy.

In addition to these, there are some slight changes in personal information.

[Host: Uchiha Xingyan

Age: 3 years old

Special: One Magatama Sharingan (waiting to be opened...1/100)

Five Stats: Speed ​​1.1 Strength 1.1 Stamina 1.1 Spirit 5.1 Technique 1.1 Total 9.5

Skills: None

Scores: 291

World: Prince of Tennis (in progress...) Naruto (paused...)]

All five stats increased by 0.1, which is the result of recent training.

Perhaps the reason why he closed his eyes and pretended to sleep to hide his mood is the opening mode of the Sharingan.

Play 100 official standard games, and you can open the One Magatama Sharingan.

The so-called official standard games have many ranges in the system judgment, anyway, those that are recognized by the plot of this world are fine.

So, after 100 games, his familiar Sharingan should be back.

But he now has an embarrassing question, not knowing whether to ask the system.

If the Sharingan is back and activated, then...

In a world without chakra, what does he use to maintain the use and consumption of the Sharingan?