Prince of Tennis: Start by replicating your talent

"Wow, this taste, ah——"

boom!

He had just put on the mask of pain and hadn't finished speaking when Ryo Anado fell to the ground with a bang.

The original noise suddenly stopped, and even the air became quiet.

Akutsu kicked and confirmed that Anado Ryo was unconscious. Inui Sadaharu said embarrassedly: "Well, you see, the function is too powerful. When he wakes up, he can run a few more laps."

Everyone looked confused:

Wow, a cup of so-called "body-building" drink that was green and weird, directly made Xu Hu Liang silent. Was it intentional or accidental?

"You are not doing this on purpose, are you? So you can collect our information?" Yue Ren asked. Qian Zhenzhi waved his hand quickly: "Not really, I just want to collect your information and watch your game. If you don't believe me, I'll have a drink."

In front of everyone, he raised his head and drank, looking like he was enjoying it very much.

Seeing that he hadn't fallen down, the guys from Hyotei thought that maybe, possibly, probably, it was just that Shido Ryo couldn't withstand the stimulation of the drink.

But Nanchuan still looked horrified: "Don't believe him!"

boom!

Just after he finished speaking, Inui Sadaharu fell down with a smile on his face, his face buried directly on the ground, forming a large character, and the corners of his smiling mouth twitched a few times:

"I was careless."

Akutsu kicked again to make sure he was unconscious too.

"Hey, I told you that his drinks are not drinkable, so please don't do anything about it." Nanchuan had just said half of his words when he noticed that everyone's eyes were focused on Buer.

He squinted his eyes, smiled very gently, picked up a glass of Gan Zhenzhi's secret drink and drank it calmly.

He said lightly and contentedly, "It tastes quite good. It's okay."

Everyone looked at him with half belief and half doubt, only Nanchuan looked at him as if he were a monster.

Nanchuan remembered that the only one who could resist the devilish drink like Qian Zhenzhi was Fuji.

If anyone else dares to try, they will definitely fall to the ground.

He didn't know what was going on with Bu Er's physique, but he would never dare to try it.

Fuji has a special physique, so don't believe it. Look, even Inui Sadaharu can't bear it. If you all fall down, who will carry you back?"

Atobe suddenly became interested: "Actually, I have an idea.

"You must never have such an idea."

"Nanchuan, don't be so boring. I'll be the referee and we'll have a barbecue eating competition. Whoever eats the most within the specified time wins, and the loser has to drink this green drink. How about that?"

Dangerous drinks combined with competitions are the most exciting fun, and everyone is a little too excited today!

I agreed immediately.

I am even optimistic and think that maybe I have a strange physique like Fuji?

Thus, this inexplicable game began.

When Mr. Atobe paid the bill, the only people left standing were himself, Fuji, and Minamikawa San.

Even Akutsu was guided by the reward mechanism to drink the beverage, and the result was the same as everyone else, he became unconscious. After all, even though he was a sports geek, he did not have the special physique of Fuji Shusuke.

Nan Chuan, who had been frightened, breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, I'm still standing."

Whenever Atobe lost, it was Karaji who helped him drink the drinks.

What Nanchuan can do is never lose.

If you lose, let Bu Er drink!

Bu Er laughed and said, "Nanchuan, I didn't expect that you have such a strong desire to win even in your daily life."

Nanchuan touched his full stomach and said helplessly:

Facing that kind of drink, I had a reason to win, but I also have to thank Fuji-san for helping me drink two cups.

"But, from now on, please, please don't allow Inui Sadaharu to bring his drinks to play, okay?"

Bu Er laughed and said, "Since he failed this time, he probably won't take it out for a long time. He should go collect materials again, change the formula and continue researching."

Atobe asked curiously: "What kind of formula is this?"

I'm not sure, but there should be ants, mantises, and a mixture of various grasses. It's a bit mixed, but it won't be life-threatening.

Atobe looked back at his teammates who had collapsed in the room with a grim face. "It was a close call. We almost lost the entire team."

Atobe asked people to send all his teammates home, and Nanchuan Shouji walked back slowly alone.

He needs to digest the food, otherwise he won't be able to sleep tonight.

It was already midnight and the streets were very quiet. The evening breeze from Shinjuku was refreshing and made people feel much more relaxed.

It would probably take more than an hour to walk back from this place.

But he didn't mind. He could run farther when he was running, so he didn't take this short walk seriously at all. He just treated it as after-meal training.

Besides himself, there was also Fuji walking with him.

Bu Er is very talkative, but Nanchuan can see that Bu Er always seems to be worried about something.

So I asked him and found out that he was confused about his tennis and could no longer treat it as a hobby that he played casually as before.

Seeing you succeed, I also want to participate in the competition and enjoy the joy.

Nanchuan: "Then you can play next year. But with your coach here, I don't think you can perform well."

Fuji: “It seems that Nanchuan-kun has a lot of complaints about our coach.

"Bu Er, just ask yourself, do you really have no problem with your coach?"

These words immediately silenced Fujiwen.

In the end, he said nothing. This was probably due to the deep-rooted etiquette concept that one must "recognize" elders and seniors.

Fuji smiled and said, "Let's play another match next year, in a formal arena."

Nanchuan hummed.

'By the way, Te Taku sent me a message saying that the coach and Director Yamato asked him to take over the position of president of the Seigaku Tennis Club.'

Nanchuan looked at the text message that Bu Er handed over.

He was slightly surprised: "Old woman, is Long Qijin willing to give in? So magical? Why can't I believe it?"

Fuji was also confused, but he didn't think too much about it and continued;

Teba also said that the condition for him to take over was that Takei Kenji resign from the company. If he didn't agree, he would be fired. If he couldn't do that, he wouldn't be willing to take over. "

Hearing this, Nanchuan said with appreciation:

"I finally learned to be tough and make demands for myself.

If Takei is still in the club and accepts the task from the president, it would be really disgusting.

When Takei hit Takumi's left hand, he hit him with a force that was intended to destroy his hand. If he hadn't warned Takumi in advance so that he could be prepared, Takumi's hand would never have recovered. He really admired Ryuusaki Jin and Yamato. They were a bit bullying.

'So, did you drive Takei away?

Fuji shook his head: "It hasn't been decided yet, so Tezuka didn't take it right away."

"So all those words are bullshit!" Nanchuan cursed.

“Did this Wu Ju save their lives?

Fuji was sweating profusely and said, "Nanchuan, Takei is our senior, this is not something we can decide, and Director Yamato thinks that he will graduate in the winter, so there is no need to do this, and I am afraid it will affect his future joining the company in high school.

Also, the coach has always attached great importance to the rules she has set, so it is difficult to change her.”

Nanchuan snorted: "I knew it would be like this. Never mind. I don't want to hear about your Qingxue nonsense anymore. Let's talk about something else."

He was in such a good mood today that he didn't want to talk about Wu Ju and the old woman at all. It really affected his mood.

Bu Er smiled awkwardly and changed the subject:

"What are your plans during the holidays? Are you going to work?" asked Bu Er.

Nanchuan and Akutsu are now well-known paupers in their circle, but everyone also knows that they work very hard because of this.

Nanchuan was silent for a long time about this question. He said he would work, but he was not sure where to work.

I went to a martial arts gym this afternoon. After seeing his performance in the national competition, the owner of the gym suggested that he could go to a club to play tennis and earn money. Although he would be playing as a companion, the salary would be higher.

After all, he is now somewhat famous, and many people will ask him to play basketball. Although it is still an illegal job, the pay will not be small.

However, Nanchuan thought about it and decided that money had to be earned, and his brother couldn't be the only one making money all the time. But he also wanted to improve his football skills while working.

Those who play tennis in domestic tennis clubs are all amateurs, and it does not help them improve their skills.

But he didn't want to waste his entire vacation time.

You have to know that each of these tennis geniuses is very conscious.

After experiencing this year's competition, they should be able to grow quickly.

He didn't want to fall behind, so he needed to see more tennis.

Seeing that Nanchuan didn't answer, Bu Er added in time: "I didn't mean to offend you, I just wanted to know your holiday plans."

It doesn't matter, I just don't know yet." He responded: "I have to work, but I hope to make money while also improving my tennis, so I will think about it carefully. I can't decide yet."

After returning home.

Fuji thought about Nanchuan's answer for a long time.

This guy, even on vacation or working part-time, is still thinking about improving his tennis skills and beating every opponent. He is really obsessed with tennis. "

Seeing how much people love tennis and how much they work for it, I suddenly want to play tennis properly too! So, I should get serious about it too. '

So, no one knew that on this ordinary night, a talented tennis boy had completely figured it out and decided to play tennis well in the future, for victory and for his love.

The real tennis era is becoming more and more brilliant.

The next day.

Since he didn’t have to get up for training, Nanchuan just slept in and didn’t get up until noon.

My brother has gone out to play basketball, but the food has been prepared for him.

Today is the weekend and next week is exam week. After the exams, it will be vacation time and we can have fun.

However, this year's winter semester is not too far away, and their third-year seniors will graduate and leave after the last winter semester, and their team will welcome the addition of fresh blood.

Thinking about winning the championship tomorrow, Nanchuan started thinking about where to work this year.

'Nanchuan, come out and play.'

Ajibe's phone call came in.

As soon as he saw that it was an unfamiliar number, he could basically confirm that it was Tezuka. Uncle Tezuka had too many cell phones and they couldn't save all of their numbers.

"Where to go?"

"Come to school."

Nanchuan leaned over and said, "Going to school is not for playing, it is for training."

"Everyone collapsed today. Can we still go to training today?"

He said there was a problem.

However, when he arrived at the school, he found out what was going on. In addition to the reporter uncle who often came to interview them and was on duty, there was also a strange young and beautiful lady.

However, when Nanchuan saw Akutsu Mikuni's well-behaved look, which was rarely seen on her, and was completely different from his usual appearance, he knew who this beautiful sister was.

Now standing in the stadium, talking to Atobe,

“The atmosphere is a bit subtle.”

Nanchuan didn't know why and walked over quickly.

Thank you for taking care of Ah Ren. Ah Ren has a bad temper, but he is not really a bad boy. I am very grateful that you can be friends with him. "

"However, I watched yesterday's game and he beat his opponent so hard that his white skin came out. Should he pay compensation? In any case,

Ah Ren must also take care of the injured."

As soon as Minamikawa got closer, he heard what Akutsu Yuuki said to Atobe. It turned out that it was about yesterday's game.