Prince of Tennis: Start by replicating your talent

"Shut up!" Bismarck looked back at him, and even though he was cursing, his voice was very gentle.

But this invisible sense of oppression was directly transferred to Sayared.

Sayared was completely suppressed and dared not say anything more.

He disliked Nanchuan and Tezuka, and even wanted to challenge Nanchuan to a fight, but Nanchuan looked down on his strength and refused him repeatedly.

Talk him into changing his bad temper, and he will consider fighting him.

It was precisely because of such remarks that Sayreid exploded with emotion, but he didn't know why. They were both Germans, so why did Senior Bismarck treat him so badly?

But he was inexplicably afraid of Bismarck.

"Watch the ball!"

Bismarck ignored Sayreid and served his first serve.

The tennis ball drew a yellow streak in the air. It didn't seem to be moving very fast, but when it bounced, it actually bounced in the opposite direction.

"Ha, this guy must not be able to catch it! What, what?!" Sayared looked incredulous and gritted his teeth!

"boom!"

Nanchuan appeared in the direction of the tennis ball with a movement that others could not see clearly, and successfully received Bismarck's serve.

And directly dunk the ball.

boom!

"0-15"

"It's interesting!"

The guys around were so excited.

Although they were defeated by Nanchuan, they didn't think Nanchuan could really beat the elite team.

However, as soon as the game started, they saw the Nanchuan Fearless Elite Team, and they might even surpass them.

After all, since they came to the training camp, they have never seen any newcomer be able to score on Bismarck's serve.

"It was so fast that I couldn't see clearly how he moved. How did he predict the angle of the tennis ball in advance?

Some people started talking, looking puzzled.

"Only the elite team can move at such a speed. I didn't expect this new middle school student to be so easy!"

"It seems this guy is a monster!"

"No wonder the captain took a fancy to it!"

"Don't worry, the game has just started. Senior Bismarck is on the elite team and he hasn't started to get serious yet."

"But even so, we can't deny that Nanchuan had some strength to hold back against us before!"

"Yes, his prediction ability and movement speed just now are already amazing."

"Humph, his daily training volume has reached the training volume and intensity of us high school students, so it doesn't seem too strange."

At this point, everyone was silent.

Regarding the issue of training.

Nanchuan rolled up as soon as he came over.

He is a high school student, but his training volume is even greater than theirs.

So other people's physical fitness has reached such a level.

They really didn't have much to say.

boom!

"2-0!"

In less than three minutes.

Nanchuan easily broke Bismarck's serve.

office.

Q·P looked at the tablet and saw that it was updating Nanchuan’s information in real time.

Unlike Yanagi Renji, he did not rely on tennis information to play the game.

But as the vice-captain, known as the military strategist, he needs to know the information of those strong players.

Not only for myself, but also for my teammates to continue to improve.

There is no doubt that data can help players improve.

However, a hint of surprise appeared on Q.P's usually cold face at this moment:

"This Nanchuan, he has indeed been hiding his strength before."

Borg hummed, "Bismarck didn't serve carelessly in this game."

Q.P nodded: "That's right, so Nanchuan really did break Bismarck's serve easily. This is the most authentic information."

Coach Lutru smiled and said, "What a talent! If he continues to develop in our training camp, Q.P., Borg, your position will be in danger."

Q.P. and Borg didn't speak, and neither did Frankensteiner.

The strength of both men is recognized by the world, especially Borg.

Now the world's number one title is still there except for Nanjiro Echizen.

But Coach Lutru is famous for his discerning eye.

He used to be a coach for a group of talented tennis players. Because he wanted to train Q.P, who was quiet since childhood, a series of things happened.

He was later demoted to a cleaner.

As a result, he was promoted from a cleaner to the head coach of the U17 training camp.

You can imagine how powerful he is.

The success of Q·P speaks for itself.

Although he just took the position of head coach this year.

But there were players who successfully turned professional, and there was another group of players who were favored by others but made rapid progress once they entered the training camp.

Let their training camp's overall strength become stronger now,

Therefore, not everyone is qualified to evaluate the value of Lutru.

Once he says what will happen to someone in the future, everyone needs to take it seriously, because there is a high probability that he is right.

Everyone he took a fancy to became successful.

Since he said that Q.P and Borg's positions would be in jeopardy because of this Nanchuan l.

This shows how terrifying Nanchuan is.

Borg, how could he be surpassed?

Frankensteiner couldn't help asking:

"Coach, compared to Borg, isn't this evaluation too high?"

Chapter 172 The Consequences of This Goal

Black. Before the head coach could answer.

boom!

On the big screen, Bismarck finally won a game.

3-1

"Bismarck, suppressed."

Borg said, then echoed Frankensteiner's words:

"What the coach said was not an exaggeration."

"Don't forget, it was me who sent the invitation letter to Nanchuan."

Borg frowned and didn't continue.

He was not surprised by Nanchuan's performance. After all, he had seen Jian Jia and Nanchuan who opened up another dimension in overseas tennis newspapers.

As for Bismarck, it can be said that he is in the elite team, with only a few professional players and players below Q.P, and his potential is immeasurable.

If he is given a little more time, it will not be difficult for him to turn professional.

But if Nanchuan is given a little more time, what level will it reach in the end?

Borg was not sure before, but after hearing what the coach said, he was almost certain that Nanchuan’s strength was even more terrifying.

"There are so many factors that contribute to his growth. Let's take a closer look."

"Bismarck must play all his cards if he wants to win."

Frankensteiner nodded in agreement, his eyes returning to Nanchuan's tennis ball against Bismarck, which Nanchuan managed to handle with ease.

Bang Bang "3-0*"

The three consecutive defeats made everyone question Bismarck.

"What's going on? Senior Bismarck shouldn't be like this, right?"

"If his ability is just like this, how did he get into the elite team?"

"Is Nanchuan too strong, or is Senior Bismarck too weak?"

"I remember that in the first two months, the month before Nanchuan and the others came, Senior Bismarck almost defeated Senior Q.P. His strength has been increasing."

"But Nanchuan's tennis is very strange, didn't you notice? He seems to be playing like Senior Bismarck. His imitation is too similar!"

boom!

The game continues.

And Bismarck's smile was disappearing little by little.

He had always felt very relaxed when playing games, but at this moment he felt extremely terrible pressure and oppression.

The opponent was a junior high school student. Because of this, the pressure he felt from losing three games in a row to a junior high school student was probably something that others could not understand.

What’s even more terrifying is that he was actually fighting seriously.

Instead of being relaxed at the beginning and then exerting force later as in the past.

boom!

"Watch the game, Senior! Staring out will only make you lose faster."

Nanchuan fought back easily from the opposite side and made a provocative remark at the same time.

"Nanchuan, you are playing my tennis ball." Bismarck said.

The audience was not mistaken.

Bismarck's tennis ball was indeed reproduced by Nanchuan.

"The diagonal serve is hit at a tricky angle, and the direction in which the tennis ball bounces is right on the opponent's backhand. It is indeed a good serve." Nanchuan said.

"But I can imitate my opponent's tennis at a high intensity. If I use an accurate word, it is a replica.

He generously admitted that his tennis could replicate his opponent's tennis.

Bismarck hissed, "In other words, the stronger your opponent, the stronger you will be."

Nanchuan waved his hand: "No, more than that, I will be stronger than my opponent."

"Damn, you're really interesting, it seems your tennis ball is very dangerous." Bismarck smiled helplessly.

He pulled out a tennis ball and said before continuing to serve: "I knew a guy before, and I always felt that his tennis ball was the real danger."

"But if you meet someone like you, and you are defeated by your own tennis, then that is a psychological threat, just as scary as that person's tennis."

Bismarck made no secret of his current thoughts and ideas. He was under pressure, but he also had confidence.