Prince of Tennis: Start by replicating your talent

"Is that all?"

Nanchuan asked his opponent somewhat disappointedly: "Only strength?"

I thought this guy could play tennis that would amaze me.

I didn't expect that apart from strength, that's all.

Frank was enraged by this tone:

"Come again!"

boom!

boom!

"2-4"

"2-5"

Nanchuan crushed his opponent so much that he had no chance to defend himself and went straight to the deciding game.

At this time, those who looked down on him were speechless."

The only sound in the entire stadium was the fierce hitting of the ball. Frank Irving was still holding on.

He was sweating and panting, feeling his strength draining away, but he was powerless to do anything. The tennis balls he hit were always hit back at him, making him gradually despair.

"He is indeed a promising young man." QP, who was standing in front of the big screen, said, "I have to say, his power is a bit like that guy's."

The bald man looked at the big screen silently without saying anything, just nodded.

At this moment, the last ball on the screen hit Frank's court hard, leaving an obvious small hole.

Bang! “2-6!”

That kid actually beat Frank easily. He is a power tennis player who can be ranked in the top 20 in the training camp.

Q.P looked at the rankings on the computer screen. Frank Owen, a freshman who joined the U17 last year, broke through in the strength field and entered the top 20, ranking 16th.

Although his overall strength is still far from that of the elite team, it is already a very good result for a freshman to have such a ranking in a certain track in the German U17.

Their first arrival in Nanchuan reminded them that there are always people better than you.

Germany’s glory is undeniable, but other countries may well have geniuses that they are unaware of. What the upper limit of genius is and how terrifying the talent is are all unknown.

"So this Nanchuan is indeed as you said, a genius whose true strength is hard to see. Borg, he can indeed be trained well."

Q.P watched the next round of the fight on the screen and said to Bald Borg,

Borg didn't say anything. When he saw another high school freshman being defeated by Nanchuan, he spoke:

Cultivate? Perhaps, we are not the ones cultivating him. "

Q.P turned his head and glanced at Borg. Seeing how serious Borg was, he knew that Borg probably had a higher opinion of this guy Nanchuan.

Q.P doesn't think it is enough to give him such a high evaluation just based on these two games, because the tennis he plays now is actually quite standard, and he hasn't shown any shocking or amazing moves yet.

He didn't think that he could gain a foothold in their U17 team with just this kind of powerful playing style that had been honed through thousands of trials and tribulations.

Unless, he hasn't played his cards yet.

"Is he hiding his strength?" Q.P asked, glancing at Borg.

Borg nodded: "Not bad."

If it was just this kind of conventional fighting style, even if it was the ultimate in hammering and tempering, it would not be worth him sending out an invitation.

Next, Nanchuan defeated several high school freshmen in succession.

They are all boring guys. "Nanchuan said: "Are they all seniors in the first year of high school? Are there no seniors in the second or third year of high school here? "

"You kid, you are so arrogant!"

Someone pointed at him and spoke unconvincedly.

Nanchuan: "If you are dissatisfied, you can come out and challenge me. By the way, I have only used the moves of my teammates in Hyotei, and I haven't started to get serious yet."

"Damn, this kid is so arrogant."

"It's a pity that most of the seniors are out playing games today and won't be back until tomorrow, otherwise you would be dead.

"No, the seniors from the second year of high school include Q.P and Borg. They seem to be here. Why don't we go find them?"

"Humph, this kid is not qualified to fight with the two of them. Isn't it shameful that we can't beat him with so many of us?"

These words silenced everyone.

Just now, all three of them lost to Nanchuan. If they fought in a round-robin match, they would definitely be able to consume Nanchuan's physical strength and win the final match.

But doing so would seem to be bad for the reputation of the German U17.

If this gets out, you'll be laughed at.

But now it seems that there is no way to swallow this anger.

As a member of the U17 training camp of Tennis Empire, being defeated by a junior high school student who just joined and provoking him like that is really a joke to tell others."

What's more frightening is that they realized the fact that their strength is far from enough.

When Nanchuan learned that the real elites were not there, he suddenly became bored.

Then he pointed to his hand and said to them:

How about this, my friend, Kunimitsu Tezuka, you guys go and test his tennis skills, I will go to practice first. "

It’s better to waste time here and not meet a real master.

He might as well train his physical fitness first.

The power of these people just now also made him feel a certain sense of crisis.

His physical fitness is still far from enough to face a truly strong opponent!

Shou Zhuo looked at him:

Others' self-light was also placed on Shoujia Guoguang,

"Well, it's your turn then."

One of them, a tall, thin guy, came out.

He had never fought against Nanchuan, but looking at Shoujia, this frail-looking guy, he felt confident.

Shou Zhuo walked into the court with an expressionless face. In fact, he had been waiting for a long time and it was time to warm up.

Nanchuan said before going for a run:

"Don't underestimate him, he's very capable. My advice to you guys is to give it your all."

Everyone:

Good man, the more he said this, the more curious he became.

"Then let's get started."

After 10 minutes.

The tall and thin player was defeated by Shou 6-4. Now he was panting and looking at Shou Guoguang who had hardly moved a step, with a look of mistake on his face.

Everyone was also shocked, as if a new world had opened up.

Nanchuan, who had just come back from a long run, wiped the sweat off his face and clapped:

"Good job, Tezuka!"

"Seniors, this move of his is called the hand field. How about it? It can be considered a professional-level skill, right?"

The others didn't say anything, and some of them turned around and left silently, no longer watching, but running to train.

The defeated guy also left without saying a word.

The others looked at their hands, then at Nanchuan, and wanted to continue the challenge with an unconvinced look on their faces.

At this time, a loud voice appeared behind them.

"Let's all go train."

Looking back, they all gave up the challenge and left the court with dissatisfaction and continued their previous training.

Now, there are only the hands left on the court, Nanchuan who is resting on the side, and a bald player who just appeared to stop the upcoming fight.

When Nanchuan saw his iconic bald head, he knew who he was without having to search his memory.

Jurgen Barisavich Borg (some people translate it as Polk, but this book translates it as Borg).

Standing next to him was Q.P., whom they had met during the day.

"Q.P. Senior."

Nanchuan and Shou walked over and greeted them.

"This is our captain, sophomore Borg."

Q.P gave them both a brief introduction to Borg.

Just mention the name, there is no need to introduce the rest.

If you just take a look at tennis newspapers and magazines, you will be able to learn about the achievements of this guy who frequently wins the championship, and you can be considered to have truly known him.

"Senior Borg, we finally meet."

Nanchuan bowed slightly and nodded.

He showed his respect to the senior who had invited Shouji.

It's like a good fortune that a good horse can be recognized.

Although he also believes that with his current strength, he is still confident of making it into the world rankings.

But if you don't get out of Neon, then there will be big problems.

As for other clubs, they may not allow him to truly enter the world arena, after all, he is only in the second grade of junior high school.

But the special invitation from Borg gave them more opportunities.

Borg nodded: “Well, let’s train with everyone from now on.

After saying this, he left without saying a single extra word.

Nanchuan:

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Why are all experts so quiet?

Are there no other people as talkative as him?

However, he did not sense any powerful aura from Borg, but just an ordinary aura.

All I can say is that this guy is very low-key, and always restrains his aura of strength.

It's really hard to understand.

But the more this happened, the more curious Nanchuan became.

He really wanted to have a fight right now.

Q.P looked at the information on the tablet and said:

'Congratulations, you have just joined and have already made it to the rankings, ranking 16th, with 28th to go. "

Nanchuan and Shoucuo looked at each other in confusion and asked, "How is this ranked?"

To be honest, if they were scored and ranked based on their overall strength based on their performance in the country, they would both be very dissatisfied.

It’s not that I’m dissatisfied with the ranking, but that I have a clearer understanding of my own strength.

Although I am number one in the country, I can't even make it into the top 10 here.

Just now I was confident that I could make it into the world rankings with my own strength, but now...

Q.P looked at them without saying anything, and pointed at the tablet without changing his expression. "Nanchuan, you just defeated Frank, the 20th power player, and Kunimitsu Tezuka, who defeated Munir Crevy, the 28th player. You have taken their places now."

'So that's how it is.' Nanchuan smiled and said, "I thought it was too hasty to rank them based on what they knew about me before."

But Senior Q.P, the strength of those two seniors just now didn’t seem to be very outstanding, at least not as good as I expected, so how come they are already ranked in the top 30?”

It shouldn't be.