Zongman: The evolution of Ninja Bleach from Prince of Tennis

The two of them were so angry that they had to fight.

"I thought I was going to fight you, but you lost..."

Xing Yan stared at Mitsuya Ajiudou with innocent eyes, revealing full disappointment.

He muttered softly, and then looked away...

At such a young age, his acting skills were on point, which successfully made Ajiudou feel a strange feeling in his heart.

Did he disappoint a little kid?

Yesterday, he seemed to have told this little guy to cheer up, but he stopped halfway...

"Little kid, I didn't pay attention this time and let this guy trick me. Next time, I will definitely beat this guy down!"

Ajiudou has been struggling with things like coaxing children. He is really not good at it.

He has a cousin at home, who was taken care of by him for some reasons, but that kid will become very obedient as long as he is taught to play tennis.

"I heard that you are also very good. Leave your phone number. I will call you when I want to play tennis with you. Is that okay?"

For the sake of his own points, Xingyan shamelessly acted cute and acted like a drama queen. He was relieved only after the mobile phone number and the agreement for the game were completed.

Fortunately, he can ignore this guy for the time being. Let's go to the court to defeat Shuji Taneshima first!

"Shuji, why do I feel like he seems to be comforting me..."

Ajiudou looked at the kid who left his phone number with each other and emphasized that he should call him when he has time and must play a serious game...

Looking at Shuji Taneshima's tangled eyes, he suddenly felt comforted because he was unhappy about losing the game in the morning.

It's the way that kid comforts people. It's a bit of stepping on one and praising another, which is a bit unfair to Shuji, the official opponent who is about to play.

However, looking at Shuji Tanejima's frustrated look, he felt really good in his heart!

"You two, wait, I just taught you a lesson this morning, now I'm going to teach that kid a lesson!"

Shuji Tanejima didn't expect that he would become the middleman of the friendship between the two, and it was still this mode of being stepped on by one person.

However, was that kid comforting him?

Why did he feel that the kid seemed to be trying to accomplish something, not just asking for Yajiudou's mobile phone number for some relatives like his sister?

"Now let's start the finals of the Youth Tennis Tournament under 12 years old. Player Shuji Tanejima, please go on the court, player Uchiha Xingyan, please go on the court!"

There are still hosts for this type of competition.

After standing up at the right time, the host invited both parties to go on the court, and then handed the court to the players and the referee.

"The game begins, Shuji Tanejima serves!"

As Xingyan once again didn't guess, the first serve was Shuji Tanejima's.

Bang!

Without any nonsense, Shuji Tanejima reached the serving point, threw the ball and swung the racket in one go.

Bang!

Xingyan watched the ball fly over here, and after a normal return, he continued the game in a way that was almost nothing to watch except speed.

The two ran and swung the racket in their respective ranges, and the ball was dazzling. It was hard to believe that this was a competition area for those under 12 years old.

But what was even more excessive was that the one playing against the 12-year-old was actually less than 7 years old.

Just as they were going back and forth and fighting for points, a man with slightly curly hair and sharp eyes appeared beside Saito Shi.

"Saito, when you said you took leave to take care of your child, did you mean you brought your child here to play tennis?"

Kurobe Yukio looked at his colleague who had skipped work for two days, and was a little curious about seeing him here.

He came here today to observe the finals of the 14th and 16th groups, but he found that there were also good seedlings in the under 12 group.

Then, he naturally saw Saito, who was always showing off his presence because of his height.

"I'm here with that kid to participate in the competition. Look at the two of them. Who will win?"

Saito glanced at Kurobe, and then continued to look at the competition field.

It has been more than ten minutes since the start, and the current score is 1:1. The two children, one big and one small, are working hard to win this game.

"This game will end soon. A 7-year-old child will definitely not be physically stronger than a 12-year-old. Do you still need to ask me about this?"

Kurobe looked for a while before giving his judgment.

After all, there is a big gap. This is not something that can be surpassed by just hard work, especially in the stage of children. A one-year gap is a gap that is difficult to cross, not to mention a gap of 5 years...

This time difference is too

The gap is too big.

"Xingyan is the champion of free fighting for teenagers under 12 years old, and has participated in all the official competitions within a year. Under this premise, who will win this game?"

Saito Shi was very unhappy that the little guy he watched grow up was looked down upon, and he told some information that was not a secret but had not been discovered for the time being because of the different fields.

For this kind of thing, as long as Uchiha Xingyan's name is entered into the computer, a bunch of information keywords will be automatically refreshed.

But because few tennis players care about free fighting, it has resulted in two days of competition, and no one has realized Xingyan's other halo.

"Ahem... If this is the case, the white-haired boy will be in trouble..."

Kurobe took out his mobile phone, quickly sent a message, and then coughed helplessly to ease the embarrassment.

One year?

That means starting from last year. If it is counted from the beginning of the year, a little over five years old can play 12 years old?

What a monster!

If it was tennis, if you start playing from a young age, it's not surprising that you can still win even if your opponent is a little weaker.

But that free fighting...

Although he has never learned it or had any contact with it, everyone still knows what it is.

Is this kid made of iron?

He participated in the competition at such a young age, and he actually won?

Are the tournament committee crazy?

Otherwise, why would they let such a young child compete.

The awards for the entire year...

Are you kidding? This is simply...

For the first time, Kurobe felt that he had turned into a complainer, but he had just started complaining when he received a reply on his phone.

With pictures and text, he, an outsider, clearly saw who dominated the free fighting competition under the age of 12 this year.

Photos of various competitions, trophies, medals, and flags, as well as pictures captured during the competition...

Are children nowadays so cruel?

Could it be that without knowing it, humans have quietly completed the sudden mutation of infants and young children, or called evolution?

But the data of other players in these competitions all look so normal, only this little guy rushed into the crowd like a beast.

This is simply a miracle!