Prince of Tennis: Start by replicating your talent

It is people like this that only underground tennis can accommodate.

Tokugawa said: "Humph, you think too much."

He sighed, looked deeply at Orson, and then looked at Nanchuan and the others.

Perhaps he was a little surprised to see that they had Asian faces, or perhaps he misunderstood that they were also members of an underground tennis organization, so he finally shook his head and left.

Everyone watched him come over and leave quickly. Orson, who still had a dazed look on his face and was covered in wounds, finally fell heavily to the ground after Tokugawa left and completely lost consciousness.

Nanchuan sighed: "Well, Becker, do you want to send him to the hospital first?"

He was a little heavy-handed, and to be honest, he had his share of the blame.

His life is not in danger, but if he is not sent for treatment in time, it will be almost impossible for him to continue playing tennis or make money through tennis in the future.

Moreover, he has proved with his strength that he can play underground tennis. The strength of the Jian family alone is already above that of the others. According to the rules of joining, he is already a member.

If others want to fight Akutsu, they can stay, but Orson.

Ke Beier said: "Well, it is indeed troublesome. Your name is Nanchuan, right? Can you come with me to deliver it?"

Nanchuan pointed at himself: "Me?"

"Is it not possible? We are all members of the same organization."

Thinking about it, Nanchuan said to Atobe, "Then you guys fight, I'll come back to find you later.

Atobe nodded, his eyes still on the direction where Tokugawa left. It was unclear whether he was thinking of something or just in a daze.

"Don't lose."

Nanchuan gave a warning, and followed behind Becker who was dragging Orson. He heard Atobe's firm voice "give the order":

"Yue Ren, I agreed yesterday that I would bring you here to meet the people. Now, go ahead! Go and defeat that damned Peta Harmon first!"

After sending Orson to the hospital, Nanchuan and Becker learned about Tokugawa.

Becker said he didn't actually know Tokugawa.

Before Orson joined them, he had already left the club, and he never mentioned his past in the club, but everyone knew that he had betrayed, but no one knew how.

"Why are you so interested in that person?" Becker asked Nanchuan curiously, "And you are all from Japan, don't you know him?"

Nanchuan shook his head.

'I don't think he knows him. I heard that he came to Europe to study since he was a child. Although we don't know this guy, we have all heard of him. I heard that he was invited by many well-known tennis clubs and joined many of them.

But in the end he withdrew because he had no opponents, and finally returned to Germany. He rarely appeared here, and I haven't heard much about him since then. I didn't expect to see him today."

She said she saw him light a cigarette for her, then realized she was in the hospital and took it back.

The third-year junior high school students here can smoke? Nanchuan was envious. He was a little dazed. The information Becker said was useless to him.

But he is indeed very interested in Tokugawa, because he wants to play against him to see how strong he is now. If possible, he doesn't mind learning tennis from him. You know, it's rare to meet someone like him abroad, and you may not meet him in the future.

Orson, who had just woken up, seemed to have heard their conversation and suddenly interrupted:

Don't mess with him, Tokugawa Kazuya, he is not as simple as you see on the surface."

Nanchuan came back to his senses and looked at Orson, and hummed in confusion. Wow, according to what he said, this is different from the Tokugawa he knew?

"Orson, can you tell me more about it? I see he is also Japanese and wants to know more."

Orson looked at him with gritted teeth, as if to remind Nanchuan that he was the one who was beaten up like this by him and had the money taken away, so what right did he have to make demands on him?

Nanchuan scratched his head: "Anyway, you lost. If you are so stingy, it will be difficult to make a breakthrough in the future. Emotions can easily affect your performance."

Orson:

If his entire face wasn't covered in bandages, one would probably be able to see his angry and speechless expression.

He finally shook his head: "It's hard to tell. Anyway, don't provoke him. If you meet the Spanish commander, don't provoke him either. They both have a terrifying side!"

Nanchuan frowned slightly, "The Spanish commander?"

The Spanish captain in his impression should be Medanore who appeared after a long time.

But he really didn't know much about him, so he asked, "

“Is it Medanore?”

Chapter 111 The Mysterious Tokugawa and Medareno

'The Spanish captain is that Medanore?'

"You, you know him?"

Orson looked at Nanchuan in surprise.

Nanchuan shook his head: "I don't know him, but I've heard of him.

'Isn't this year the U17 Tennis World Cup, which is held every two years? I read a report in the tennis newspaper, and it said who the main player of Spain is.'

As for whether this main general can finally appear, I don't know.

After all, in his understanding, Medanore should have been injured inexplicably this year, and it was a serious injury.

What’s even more amazing is that no one knew how he got injured, and his condition was not announced to the public. He then disappeared for almost two years because of this incident.

However, Nanchuan is not sure. After all, some plots have changed and the track has deviated.

Orson said, "Yes, it is Medanore."

Becker also asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Orson, how come you even know Medanore? I haven't heard you mention him before."

There is nothing to say. "Osen's eyes were covered with confusion and fear," "These are dangerous people, there is nothing to say, and I have only seen them once, and I accidentally saw a match between him and Tokugawa."

Nanchuan had been waiting for his next words, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't hear him continue. He turned around and saw...

He actually fell asleep?

Orson closed his eyes, not knowing whether he had really fallen asleep or just didn't want to talk to them anymore. What on earth made him so scared?

This made Nanchuan more and more curious.

He was living well in Germany, so why did Tokugawa suddenly come to Britain?

How did he and Medanore know each other?

Who won and who lost their match? How did Medanore get injured?

Is it related to Tokugawa?

His strength shouldn't be enough to seriously injure Medanore, right?

Will he go back after graduating from junior high school?

Will you join Neon’s U17 in the future?

A series of doubts arose in Nanchuan's mind, but he could not get answers.

Although Tokugawa was very strong, there were many who were stronger than him. Medanore was definitely stronger than him, right? At least that was the case at this stage.

But according to Orson, Tokugawa has another side?

What is this side?

Damn it! He couldn't wait to fight Tokugawa, but he was so surprised by his sudden appearance that he forgot to go up to him to make friends or challenge him with an arrogant attitude.

But after thinking about it, he felt that those things were none of his business, so he decided to take it one step at a time. He stood up and said to Becker:

I should go back to find Atobe and the others."

You can call me at any time to fight the toughest guy. "

He left his contact information to Becker!

Becker hummed, "Although betrayal is allowed in our underground tennis, some integrity must be observed. Since you have passed the first rule, you can naturally join us."

Nanchuan interrupted him: "You don't have to make it sound so righteous. In fact, it's not impossible for us to go find someone to fight with and steal your jobs. I just learned about this rule."

"you!"

Becker was almost angry. He said with a headache: "Did Atobe tell you that?"

'You don't need to worry about this. Anyway, whoever fights better will make money, right? So don't be so fussy. I'm leaving.'

"Nanchuan, don't forget that our underground tennis is an endless test for everyone."

Nanchuan paused for a moment, and without turning his head back, he hummed, "I'll accompany you to the end."

After watching Nanchuan leave, Becker turned to Orson on the bed and said:

Don't pretend to be asleep, Nanchuan is also difficult to deal with, how does he compare to Tokugawa and Medanore?"

Orson, wrapped in bandages, opened his eyes but fell silent.

After a long while, he said, "They are all very dangerous. It seems that Nanchuan can continue to evolve. His tennis ball is like a sword and can become sharper and sharper."

'And he's only in the first grade of the country, and his talent is terrifying. Becker, this guy's danger index is no lower than those players participating in the World Cup. Fak, I was careless, but I had a very enjoyable game with him! '

Is that so? Then I want to fight him too."

Then you have to be careful. I don't underestimate you, Becker, but you can't beat him unless you kill him."

"Humph! You really underestimated me! After all, I am your captain! Also, go home quickly. If you stay in the hospital for one more day, the cost will be much higher.

Suddenly, Orson, who was wrapped in bandages all over his body, sat up straight and went to check out of the hospital. When Nanchuan came back, he saw the stadium that was even more Shura Field.

In addition to the potholes he had made before, there were several new potholes. Akutsu had already defeated the remaining two people except Peta Harmon.

He is very simple and rough, and he just uses power tennis, hitting with all his might.

This kind of underground tennis actually unleashed his more beastly nature and playing style. Nothing could stop his tennis ball from hitting his opponent's body. So when Nanchuan arrived, he saw Akutsu who was enjoying the game very much.

The two men lying on the ground were crying out in pain, their white hairs were peeling off or their bones were broken, and they were cursing at Akutsu.

On the Hyotei side, Yue Ren, who came on the field at the beginning, fainted on the side, and the others seemed to have not yet come on the field.

Peta Harmon, a gloomy girl who always had a smile on her face but had a dagger hidden behind it, was watching the fun from the side.

Nanchuan pointed at Yueren and asked, "What's going on?"

Atobe said calmly: "Harmon did it."

Nanchuan knew that Yue Ren's basketball skills were indeed not good enough, and he had not really grown up yet. In the team, he couldn't even beat Ryo Anato, and they could only play doubles on a daily basis.

He cannot be scheduled to play in real competitions yet.

It was indeed difficult for him to beat Harmon, who made even Atobe grit his teeth.

Nanchuan laughed and walked up to Yueren and shook him: "Are you still alive?"

Yue Ren opened one eye and said helplessly: "What are you talking about? I'm already like this, and no one cares.)

-Down."

Nanchuan pulled him up: "Everyone must be fascinated by Akutsu's game, but we can tell at a glance that you are fine."

"How do you know? But I was indeed knocked unconscious by that guy!"

He should be a mental tennis player, right? You don’t have any injuries on your body.”

Yue Ren nodded: "Yes, and I don't know why I lost interest in playing tennis at that time. If I hadn't fallen down suddenly, I would have been hit by the ball."

He still remembered the ball he hit before he fell. It was very powerful. If he had been hit, he would have been injured.

Nanchuan reminded him: "So, next time when you get too excited, don't forget not to make fun of Mr. Jibe and hit his sore spot."

Yue Ren remembered that he was too excited yesterday because he had just arrived in England, and he had indeed played a joke on Atobe without even realizing it. It was so scary just thinking about it!

Fortunately! Atobe didn't throw me back to Neon."

Before leaving, Harmon said to Nanchuan, "I just heard from your teammates that you are the natural enemy of mental tennis players. I am very curious. If you don't mind, let's have a competition sometime.

Before Nanchuan could say anything, Atobe beside him smiled disdainfully:

"Harmon, I have to give you a piece of advice. If you don't want to become a fool, you'd better not play mental tennis with him."

However, Atobe's reminder made Harmon even more excited. He looked at Nanchuan excitedly: "Friend, do you want to fight?"

Nanchuan thought about it and finally agreed: "Even if I don't accept your challenge, your tests will never end.

You're going to sneak attack me too, right?"