Prince of Tennis: Start by replicating your talent

"Yeah, yes." Harmon nodded honestly.

"Well, you are welcome to challenge me anytime. If you become a fool, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Chapter 112 Rooftop Attack

The holidays in the UK have officially begun.

The next day, Minamikawa and Akutsu started going out. They were different from other teammates, they didn't just come here to play basketball, they were working, and they had to play seriously and beat the opponent until he couldn't get up, then they would get paid.

However, Atobe did not go with Nanchuan and the others, but went out with Karaji every day, and no one knew where he went.

However, when he came back, his rackets were replaced, and he had some minor injuries from time to time. Although they were not serious enough to require recuperation, they were already abnormal for Tomokazu, who always paid attention to his image and face.

This made Oshitari and the others very confused.

'Atobe, are you out playing tennis with someone?

Could it be the underground tennis gang? Why aren't they with Nanchuan and the others?"

Although Oshitari was not worried that Atobe, who grew up here, would be bullied by local players,

But they were also worried that he had gone to seek revenge on someone, and ended up coming back injured. The fact that he was able to beat Atobe like this showed that his opponent was quite strong, and they didn't want to miss the opportunity.

You won't get anything out of Karaji if you ask him. Karaji only listens to Tezuka. Every time he stands aside like a lackey and won't say anything without Tezuka's instructions.

Atobe changed into casual clothes and came out, picking at the drink handed over by the butler, and said:

There is not only one underground tennis organization in this place, Nanchuan’s gang is just one of them.

So you really went to look for other underground tennis players? Why didn't you take us with you? Didn't we agree to play bloody tennis together?"

Oshitari sighed, "It's not fun anymore, is it?

Atobe explained: "I'm just going to explore the new organization. I haven't heard of it. I asked Becker and the others, but they kept silent and just told me not to get in touch with them. Humph, the more they said so, the more I want to meet them."

That doesn’t seem to be a big deal, and you weren’t beaten and carried back.”

What are you talking about? I told them to leave sideways."

Atobe was a little cocky, but it didn't last long, his face turned gloomy again, and he said in a very unhappy tone;

'It's just that there are too many of them, and I haven't seen their leader yet. Starting tomorrow, you will come with me to challenge them. But let me make it clear that everyone may get hurt, so the key is to protect your arms.'

When they heard that they could play tennis together, they were not afraid of getting hurt at all. They nodded enthusiastically:

Don't worry! It's time to let them see how powerful our Ice Emperor is!"

But having said that, getting hit does hurt, so you should pay attention to your arms and wrists.

"Uh-huh, where's my wristband? Where's my wristband?"

If that doesn't work, we'll start using pebbles to practice. I see Nanchuan has started doing this, too. He plays very wildly now. After joining Becker and the others, he's like a wandering tennis player. He uses pebbles instead of tennis balls and attacks his teammates on the rooftops at any time. He's having a lot of fun with that. "

Underground tennis is really exciting!

"I agree, just stones!"

At this time, Nanchuan was in the hospital. He had just finished a game.

His hand was slightly injured, although it was not serious, but since he was passing by the hospital, he decided to come in to get it bandaged and visit Yukimura.

Yukimura has discovered his illness in time, so he doesn't need rehabilitation because he can't stand on his feet as in the plot. However, under the doctor's advice, he still needs to do certain activities every day to activate his foot muscles.

When Nanchuan came over, he saw him being examined by a doctor, so he went to bandage his wound first.

The pretty nurse saw him carrying a tennis bag and the wound on his arm. She seemed to have gotten used to it. She was just surprised that Nanchuan was from abroad and so young.

"You are so young and you are playing such dangerous tennis. Aren't you afraid that you will become disabled in the future?

The young lady was very enthusiastic and was really advising Nanchuan:

If you really love tennis, you should take good care of your body, otherwise you won’t be able to continue playing tennis if you get injured. Stay away from underground tennis, and you will be able to go further in the future. Do you understand, foreign kids? "

Maybe it was because she saw that he was young and she looked very distressed, just like an older sister looking at her younger brother and giving him sincere advice.

Nanchuan expressed his gratitude, but he was now very addicted to such simple and rough tennis, and at the same time he knew his limits, so he naturally thought he could control it.

This is the confidence and arrogance unique to adolescence.

'Thank you, nurse, for your sincere and lovely advice. I will keep it in mind. Now that the wound has been bandaged, I should go see my friend.'

Nanchuan returned to Yukimura's ward. The doctor had finished the examination and left. When he saw Nanchuan, a smile appeared on Yukimura's originally cold face:

"Nanchuan? It's you, why are you here?

It has been several days since he came here. He has not contacted them, nor has he returned to the castle to find them. He has been undergoing examinations and treatment every day. Although he is optimistic at the moment, he is still unwilling to contact more people until he is completely well.

Even to his own team, Rikkai University, he just kept saying that he was on vacation and never told the truth. Nanchuan saw that he was in good spirits and looked like he had just taken medicine, so he suggested, "

I just asked the doctor, and he said your condition is treatable, but it just requires a long period of conditioning. However, this is already a very good result, and I am very optimistic. So, are you interested in going to the rooftop together?"

Having been stuck in the ward for several days, Yukimura readily accepted his proposal. Although I was recently forbidden to play tennis by the doctor, the doctor also suggested that I walk around more, as long as it is not strenuous exercise. Coincidentally, I also want to go out and breathe fresh air.

Nanchuan was a little surprised to see that he was even more active than before. It seems that being sick can indeed change a person, especially during the lonely period when one is alone seeing a doctor, it can indeed slightly change a person's mentality.

The weather is nice today, and it is already the end of summer in the UK in late August and early September. It is neither too cold nor too hot, and very comfortable!

Yukimura Seiichi breathed in the fresh air greedily, muttering to himself: "I really want to play tennis in such good weather!" Nanchuan also sighed:

Before we go back to school, let's go enjoy the English sea breeze. So Yukimura-kun, get well soon. I still need stronger opponents."

Yukimura smiled and said, "You are becoming more and more confident, Minamikawa-san. I can tell that you have made great progress in just a few days."

He also noticed the small bandage on Nanchuan's left arm, and took this opportunity to ask:

"What happened to your hand? Did you play underground tennis with someone? Such a dangerous way of playing, don't get yourself into trouble."

Nanchuan looked at his hand. What happened today was an accident. He didn't want to get hurt, but it seemed inevitable.

"It's just a minor problem, just a scratch, it will be fine in two days. By the way, I want to tell you something, there is a..."

Before they could finish their words, the two of them suddenly felt a dangerous aura appearing near them.

Especially Yukimura, his perception ability seems to be very strong now, and he subconsciously reminded:

"Nanchuan, at your two o'clock direction - be careful! Someone is attacking!

At two o'clock in Nanchuan, which was on the rooftop of the building opposite, a small black dot came towards him head-on.

Chapter 113 A sudden and bizarre reversal

The small black dots coming from the opposite side gradually grew larger in front of Nanchuan.

'I saw through you a long time ago.'

He had already pulled out his racket, and after seeing that the object that attacked him was actually a stone tied up with a rope, he swung it hard and hit it out.

With a dull thud, the stone was knocked back to its original spot and hit the rooftop opposite.

Several strings on Nanchuan's racket were broken, but he didn't even look at them.

"Come out!"

Nanchuan roared. He was already very familiar with such things, but for the attacker hiding behind him today,

He is a little strange.

This person had never attacked him before.

Before that man appeared, Yukimura looked at Nanchuan in confusion. Seeing that he seemed to have gotten used to the life here and the tennis here, Yukimura felt extremely envious.

A handsome white-haired guy with a constant smile on his face appeared on the rooftop opposite, holding a racket in one hand.

He waved to Nanchuan, "Good afternoon, Nanchuan, my friend!"

Now that you hear that, he seems pretty friendly.

But everyone can see that he is smiling but has a dagger hidden behind his smile. This so-called friendliness makes people feel depressed.

"Who is he?" Yukimura asked.

He could sense the danger better than Nanchuan from the dangerous aura just now. This was clearly a tennis ball with extremely high lethality!

Once you are hit, you can be hospitalized immediately.

"Peta Harmon."

Nanchuan briefly explained it, and then he said to Harmon:

"Is this the start of the competition between the two of us?"

He had promised Harmon before that he would fight him, even if he had to attack to start the fight.

I didn't expect it to be done this way, worthy of the style of an underground tennis player.

The distance between the two buildings was not far, but the rooftop where Harmon was located was one floor higher than theirs.

If the game is played in this situation, Harmon will definitely have the advantage.

Yukimura thought the other party would come over, or directly make an appointment on a street tennis court. To his surprise, the other party actually nodded and said, "Yes, the competition between us has begun. That ball just now was beautiful!"

Yukimura: “Isn’t this unfair?

Nan Chuan pulled out a tennis ball from his pocket and said with a smile, "You'll get used to it. If they were fair, there wouldn't have been an attack in the first place."

"But your racket is broken.

Yukimura pointed at his racket, which had several broken strings, and frowned:

'Besides, he used pebbles. Your tennis ball is too polite to him. I suggest you use pebbles instead. But can you hit pebbles?'

Nanchuan laughed and said, "You underestimated me, Yukimura. Don't forget that you were defeated by me, so you should know the power of my tennis ball. It's just a small stone, but I don't use stones, just tennis balls, and I can still send this guy to the hospital."

Harmon on the opposite side also laughed: "What an arrogant tone! Just like Atobe, he told me the same thing last year, but in the end he was beaten by him and went back home. So, you should also prepare to return home, my friend. Or, when you go through the hospitalization process later, how about I help you contact your teammate Atobe?"

Nan Chuan snorted: "It seems that you don't pay much attention to my recent tennis. Now you have to watch carefully!"

boom!

Nanchuan didn't waste any more time talking to him. He hit the tennis ball hard, leaving a trail of fire in the air.

Yukimura on the side turned pale instantly. He seemed to be shocked by Minamikawa's playing style, and also seemed to be surprised by Minamikawa's progress.

Wow, it’s only been a few days since we last met, but he dares to take on the challenge with just a shabby racket, and on a court with different heights. Can he still play such powerful tennis?

The tennis ball was hit back by the opponent with a bang.

But in the next second, the man's racket was broken into two halves and the tennis ball that was hit back was blasted back by Nanchuan, who suddenly stood on the chair and had never seen tennis played before.

And he hit Harmon directly in the face without any hesitation.

The next second, Yukimura heard a muffled sound of pain. Harmon, who had always maintained his elegance, had now fallen to the ground in a mess and was knocked several meters away. How could he still be elegant?

If there were other people on the rooftop over there, they would probably be scared.

Harmon covered his hit shoulder, and although he looked embarrassed, he still maintained the smile on his face, and he even laughed.

"It's a great shot!"

“But you’ve already taken my tennis ball, so let’s get on with it.

Nanchuan frowned.

He remembered that Atobe said that this guy played spiritual tennis.

So he was already alert at the beginning. In fact, even if he was not alert, his talent of pressure would be automatically activated when he encountered the pressure of mental tennis, which would in turn put high-risk pressure on the opponent.

However, he had to admit that he did not feel any mental oppression just now.

Yukimura said, "Be careful, Minamikawa."

"What do you see?" Nanchuan asked.

No, apart from the danger, I didn’t feel any mental oppression or deprivation.”

Yukimura frowned: "In short, this is not a good guy."

Nanchuan hummed, "It's okay. Using mental tennis on me is courting death. He should be careful."

As he said that, he took out another tennis ball and hit it over with the broken racket.