Prince of Tennis: Start by replicating your talent

"In just one short vacation, their playing style has changed!"

'Nanchuan, he also touched the threshold of another dimension.

I don't know who said the following sentence, everyone fell silent again, and the atmosphere suddenly became even more depressing.

Needless to say, everyone was shocked by Nanchuan's evolution, the speed was like riding a rocket.

"He's already achieved this level of ability in his first year. I have to admit that he's really strong," said Sanada.

Everyone nodded, and Yanagi Renji even said that his database needed to be expanded and he was temporarily unable to collect information about Nanchuan.

"Jingshi, other than the alternate dimension, what other progress have others made?"

Yes, yes, let's take a good look at the enemy situation. We should have collected a lot of information this time, right, Yukimura?"

It's hard to say, I spend most of my time in the hospital." Yukimura smiled, "But don't be discouraged, if they can improve, so can we. As long as we change our philosophy of playing tennis, re-understand tennis and see more world tennis, we can do it too."

Everyone was silent for a moment and nodded. They were indeed inspired by Yukimura. They were already confident, and the growth of others was a stimulus and encouragement to them. Sanada changed the subject: "So, you were really disloyal for hiding your illness from everyone.

"Really? Don't do that next time. We are all on the same team, but our sworn enemy knew it before us."

Everyone pretended to complain, but in fact, they all secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Yukimura is fine.

Fortunately, I have almost recovered.

Fortunately, I was able to return to the court.

Otherwise, they would not dare to imagine how painful it would be for a guy who loves tennis so much to lose the opportunity to play on the tennis court.

That's because I don't want to affect everyone's mood because of my illness, but this matter has passed, so next, it's time to test everyone's training results during this holiday. After school today, gather at the stadium! "

Qingxue.

Tennis Club.

Now he is the president of Qingxue, Yamato rarely comes to the tennis club now. They are in the third year and are about to graduate, and are focusing on preparing for the entrance exam.

Now in the tennis club, until the coach comes back, the hands have the final say.

If it were in the past, the small number of third-year students and some second-year students who are still in the tennis club would never accept it.

In their eyes, strength and seniority are the most important.

Moreover, it is against the rules of Qingxue for a first-year student to be a team leader, even if the team leader is appointed by the coach himself.

but now"

Because of his strong hand, Takei was forced to quit the company, but Nao succeeded.

These people have to take it seriously - their hands are serious.

And when they encounter those who are not convinced, they are simply suppressed by using the policy of either staying and playing well or leaving.

So the atmosphere on the court is still normal now.

The bullying of lower grades has not happened again for the time being.

'I heard that Nanchuan is back.

Fuji was throwing the ball to Eiji to train his dynamic vision while asking Tekai.

"They all returned to school normally in the past two days from Hyotei, including Minamikawa and Akutsu. It is said that Yukimura Seiichi from Rikkai University also returned in the past two days."

Tekai was stunned for a moment: "Yukimura Seiichi? How come he also went to England?

"Haha, now everyone knows about this. He actually went there with Hyotei, but he was hospitalized."

Inui Sadaharu appeared behind them and spoke!

The others gathered around him and pestered him to tell them all the information.

Upon learning that Yukimura Seiichi had been ill and recovered, everyone was somewhat emotional:

Damn it, he got better before I could win the championship when he was sick."

"Humph, but this is the only way to be upright.

Next, it will depend on the strength of our Qingxue!"

Everyone has been training hard during the holidays, and now that I am the club leader, we can also participate in the school ranking competition. Starting next year, it will be our Seigaku who will dominate the world!"

The boy's enthusiasm seemed endless. He could get excited while chatting, and even started to fantasize that next year's championship would belong to them. The young man said, "It seems that Yukimura didn't train, but the people of Hyotei should have made great progress."

"How to say?"

Everyone is curious about how the hand is determined.

After all, the people from Hyotei have not shown their strength after the holiday.

Naturally, there is no relevant information in the intelligence.

Shou Huai said, "That's because your way of obtaining intelligence is too traditional. You can't get real information. I asked Uncle Inoue to get some overseas tennis newspapers and magazines, and saw that they were on the news."

"what?"

Everyone was stunned. “Why is he on the news? Is he participating in a competition?”

"No, I went to play underground tennis."

"Oh, I know this." said Fuji.

"But how did it get on the news?"

"He was sent to the hospital."

Faced with this unexpected answer, everyone was silent.

This was indeed a very bold move on their part.

'Me, I'm not good enough at playing tennis to send someone to the hospital.

That’s not the point, Dashi. The point is that their strength is already terrifying.”

"In next year's competition, we will face even more brutal opponents."

A more brutal opponent?

He narrowed his eyes slightly, then said to everyone: "Stop talking nonsense, and go to training!"

It is useless to say more. It is better to improve yourself with practical actions, otherwise everything is just empty talk. "From today on, we must also strictly follow the training plan. Whether everyone can improve depends on self-consciousness."

The sentence after "hand-marry" is the key point he emphasized.

In his opinion, forced training may not always be effective, and what matters is everyone's enthusiasm and fighting spirit.

For someone like Bu Er, his fighting spirit disappears from time to time. It should be said that he only regained his fighting spirit when he was faced with the need to fight with Nanchuan and him, the minister.

Otherwise, no matter how much training he does, it will just be a completion and there will be no passion.

Whether a genius can go further depends on his own awareness.

"Yes!"

Everyone was full of fighting spirit at this time, and Bu Er also participated in it, but his efforts were always superficial.

In the locker room, he took out the invitation letter that was sent to him this year.

He opened it, but has not responded to the person on the other end.

And it took a vacation.

In the end, he decided to complete his goal of leading Qingxue to the national competition first.

So he didn't respond for the time being.

But now, he really wants to know what Nanchuan's decision is.

"He received an invitation just like me. Now that he's back, he should go get it from uncle, right?"

He took out his phone and wanted to call Nanchuan.

But in the end I let it go.

"No matter what others decide, I, I cannot waver. I must fulfill my responsibility as a pillar of Qingxue."

At home in Nanchuan.

Nanchuan sneezed for no reason. In fact, he had just returned from school and put down his luggage. He hadn't had time to understand anything yet. He touched his nose and walked into the house: "Brother?"

I told my brother before I came back, but Beichuan didn't seem to be at home.

A note was left on the table."

"I'm going to play ball. Come back in the evening and have dinner together."

"What? You don't even know how to welcome your brother back home.

Nanchuan complained a bit, but he immediately saw the food his brother had prepared for him.

"starving."

He picked up the sushi and took a big bite, then he noticed another letter next to it.

"Um?"

"Is it from the club?"

On the other side is the message left by my brother:

The reporter brought it to me, you can take a look at it yourself.

It turned out to be the invitation letter mentioned last time, and the guard brought it to him, and it had never been opened.

Nanchuan held the sushi in one hand and the letter in the other, biting and tearing open a corner.

The invitation fell out directly, and he saw a few very conspicuous words at first glance:

German Elite Youth Tennis Club. ”

What kind of club is this? I've never heard of it.

In fact, Nanchuan has no specific knowledge of German clubs.

What impressed him most was the talented tennis group.

This is one of the top training bases in Germany, the main institution for cultivating young talented tennis players, and it is famous all over the world.

A German player he knew was from a talented tennis group and became the second-in-command of the German team, second only to Borg in strength.

This group mostly selects talented primary school students and trains them from an early age.

Although Nanchuan is only 12 years old, he no longer meets the requirements for recruitment by their group.

If it was a talented tennis group, then I would definitely go.

Nanchuan put down the invitation and continued to eat his sushi, muttering to himself.

He knew that as long as it was a tennis club from Germany, its strength level would be impeccable. Even if it was not world-famous, it would not be bad.

And as far as he knows, many Wimbledon champions have participated in German clubs, which is enough to deny the ability of these clubs to train players.

just.

He will never give up on his dream of winning the Hyotei three consecutive championships."

Now that he has touched the threshold of another dimension, he naturally won't feel that he will not be able to keep up with the team if he rejects a club.

He called Shoujia and asked her what she meant. Although Shoujia also refused, he actually heard

A slight hesitation.

This guy clearly wanted to go abroad to improve himself and pave the way for his future career, but he stupidly stayed in Qingxue. "

Nanchuan shook his head and sighed helplessly:

The pillar of Qingxue" "Qingxue is left to you" This CPU's words really gave him huge pressure and responsibility!

And the hands are too easy to be "tricked". Now they are still playing for others instead of for themselves.

Because of the jet lag, Nanchuan plans to take a leave and not go to school for the time being.

Although the injury he suffered while playing basketball was not serious, it was still a loss. He planned to take advantage of these two days to have a good rest.

And at night he suddenly got up, took his racket and walked into the yard.

It turned out that when he was meditating and comprehending, he seemed to be able to clearly see the huge sword again. It was hanging behind him, emitting a murderous cold light.