Tennis: Germany's captain creates the strongest era!

Nanako said:

"Uncle, I'll go cook first. Brother Beichen will finish playing basketball, so we can have dinner together."

Nanjiro naturally agreed.

Longma looked at his cousin strangely and thought to himself.

Horio, Akai and others must have come to the temple before, so why aren't you so enthusiastic in inviting them to dinner?

Since Beichen came, you haven't taken your eyes off him. This...

Thinking.

Nanjiro has already led Beichen to the tennis court in the courtyard.

It is called a tennis court, but in fact it is just a crooked court drawn on the mud ground with branches.

The net in the middle is a bit dirty and old, but it can still be considered a playing field.

Beichen took out his tennis racket from his backpack, the same racket that was as white as snow.

White, Beichen’s favorite color.

He raised his eyes and saw Nanjiro actually took out a gray racket from the corner. Upon closer inspection, he found that it was made of wood.

The racket was crudely made and the net cables were not tied carefully enough. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a child's toy.

Beichen shook his head and said:

"Echizen-senpai, I suggest you change your racket."

Hearing this, Echizen Ryoma on the side suddenly felt a little disdainful.

He was thinking that Beichen had never played against the old man, so he didn't know how powerful the old man was.

Even if the old man is just a slipper, he can beat the so-called national masters to a pulp!

Even though this is just a broken, old, and crudely made racket, I have never won a game with this racket!

"It's okay. This racket should be enough."

Nanjiro simply swung the racket a few times, and the joints of the racket made a few creaking sounds.

Beichen was speechless and didn't say anything more. He believed that after a few balls, the opponent would choose to change the racket without him saying anything.

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After the two of them stood in their respective positions, they prepared to guess who would go first.

Unexpectedly, Nanjiro said carelessly again:

"Forget it, you are the junior, so I will let you serve."

Beichen doesn't like to take advantage of others. After thinking for a while, he said:

"Since Senior Echizen is unwilling to guess first, why not..."

talking.

Beichen pointed to the Buddhist bell behind Echizen Nanjiro.

On both sides of the Buddhist bell, there are a series of small bells, saying:

"If I can hit the smallest chime with one ball, then I get to serve. If I can't, then you get to serve."

Nanjiro turned his head and looked.

He strikes the Buddhist bell a few times every day, and those small bells are decorations. After so many years, he knows these small bells very well.

It is at least one hundred and twenty steps from here to the chime bells.

Moreover, Beichen still has to play the smallest chime in the row.

The smallest chime is not even the size of a fist, so it is somewhat unrealistic to expect to hit it accurately.

Upon hearing these words, Ryoma Echizen couldn't help but sneer.

Beichen, it is true that you are very strong, but when did you become overly conceited?

Haha, at such a long distance, even hitting that huge Buddhist bell would be a little difficult.

One ball hit the smallest chime.

I'm afraid that even my old man wouldn't dare to guarantee that he can do it.

Nanjiro said with interest:

"If you want to do this, then of course there is no problem."

Nanjiro made way.

Beichen narrowed his eyes slightly and raised the tennis ball to the level of his eyes, as if he was measuring the distance and the aim.

In fact, he came up with this guessing method on a whim, and there was no guarantee that it would be successful.

In ancient times, there was a story about Lu Bu shooting the halberd at the gate. He wanted to try shooting the bell in the temple.

After completing all the preparations, Beichen threw the tennis ball.

The tennis ball fell after reaching its highest point. When it reached the desired height, Beichen swung his racket suddenly.

"Oh!"

A muffled sound came out.

The tennis ball instantly flew straight into the distance.

Nanjiro and Ryoma both stared at the tennis ball.

About a second later.

"Boom!!!"

Right in the middle of the chimes!

The sound of the bell echoed in everyone's ears, and Echizen Ryoma opened his mouth wide with a look of astonishment.

Actually...

It really hit!

One hundred and twenty steps, the tennis ball hit the chimes...

This this 16 this...

This is too outrageous!

Echizen Nanjiro was also slightly surprised.

He thought to himself that if he were to hit the ball with a tennis ball, he should be able to hit it, but he probably couldn't do it as smoothly and calmly as Beichen.

Beichen just touched his nose and said:

"I was lucky this time. I didn't expect to hit it."

"You kid..."

Nanjiro walked back to the court, and the match between the two could officially begin.

"Young Master Longma, you will be the referee."

Echizen Ryoma was relatively obedient and came to the side of the court to report the scores.

Beichen tapped the tennis ball gently on the ground, his eyes fixed on Nanjiro, looking him over.

He was analyzing Nanjiro's position.

Although Nanjiro's body is loose at this moment and he doesn't look like a professional athlete at all, you can see it if you look closely.

His movements were natural and seemingly harmless, but in fact he had already reached a point where the tangible was better than the intangible.

He didn't pretend to be like this on purpose, but he integrated the way of tennis into himself and formed his own unique fighting style.

At this moment, anyone who saw Beichen looking like he was facing a formidable enemy would definitely laugh at him and think that Beichen was making a big deal out of nothing.

Because the old man in front of him, wearing a monk's robe and slippers, didn't look like a threat at all.

And Beichen is fully aware of how terrifying Nanjiro is.

This tennis legend, who was only one game away from breaking the world record but retired at the crucial moment, has been away from the tennis world for more than ten years, but his strength has probably not declined much.

"Senior, please...watch this ball carefully."

Beichen grabbed the tennis ball and then swung the racket.

"Oh!"

The words fell.

The tennis ball was approaching Nanjiro's court.

"This speed..."

Echizen Ryoma looked at this with a frown on his face.

Because this ball is several points faster than Bai Tian Beichen and Sanada Xuanyilang's serve!

In other words, this one exceeds the 0km/h serve!

but.

Such speed only made Nanjiro feel a little surprised.

As the tennis ball just landed on the ground, Nanjiro's wooden racket had already accurately blocked the tennis ball's bouncing trajectory.

"Boy, your speed is pretty good."

Beichen was not surprised and said:

"It seems that this level of tennis is still child's play in the eyes of the seniors."

Beichen knew that what Nanjiro had just said was not bad, only relative to Echizen Ryoma.

A speed of 250km/h might be enough to defeat Genichirō Sanada, but it is still not good enough in front of Nanjiro.

"Oh!"

Beichen easily hit back Nanjiro's tennis ball.

Tread!

Nanjiro walked leisurely to the spot where the tennis ball landed and hit it back casually again.

Beichen could see that Nanjiro hadn't even warmed up yet, so he simply increased the intensity.

Facing Nanjiro's return, he used the racket sweet spot technique.

Swing it out with one shot!

The tennis ball may look ordinary, but it is actually infused with powerful force.

"Ok?"

Nanjiro also keenly felt the momentum of this ball.

When the racket just touches the tennis ball, the racket rotates slightly and hits the tennis ball back silently.

"As expected of a tennis legend..."

The little movement of Nanjiro's hands just now would not be apparent to an ordinary person, such as Echizen Ryoma.

However, Beichen saw it clearly.

The return ball I hit with the dessert technique was, in terms of strength, a pure light shot.

Logically speaking, it would be impossible for Nanjiro's broken racket to block such a tennis ball.

However, just now, Nanjiro first used the top of the racket to unload the force, then used the micro-movement of his wrist to rotate to dissolve the rotation, and finally used the method of using only a little force to move a large object to hit back the remaining inertia.

Nanjiro used the simplest method to successfully return the ball that was impossible to return with the rotten wooden racket in his hand.

A glimpse of the leopard in the tube can be seen.

However, Beichen would never allow his opponent to play against him with a broken racket.

"Nanjiro-senpai, I'm sorry!"