Zongman: The evolution of Ninja Bleach from Prince of Tennis

The game was a big success, but the game was a big success.

[Host: Uchiha Xingyan

Age: 12 years old

Special: Three Magatama Sharingan (mutated, next level 75/100 {professional level competition})

Five Stats: Speed ​​6.5 Strength 6.2 Stamina 7.5 Spirit 9.9 Technique 9 Total 39.1

Skills: All-round tennis, mastery of illusion, self-protection

Points: 89060

World: Prince of Tennis (in progress...) Naruto (paused...)]

Lying on the bed, Xingyan looked at his data panel. He was completely calm about this mental attribute that had never improved.

If he wants to increase his mental power again, he can only wait until the three magatama evolves into a mangekyo, and then it will be possible.

As for the points...

Not every professional player will be judged by the system to have a professional level.

Last time, he brushed nine in a row, but only four met the standard. This is why he said that it was barely okay when he talked to Shuji Tanejima on the phone.

However, the mangekyo is not far away.

Tomorrow, Phoenix, Borg, Q.P, Watanabe, and the doubles team will be beaten three times, and the rest will continue the day after tomorrow.

The Mangekyo Sharingan is really exciting.

After confirming the plan again, Xingyan fell asleep and had a good night's rest.

Although he acted relaxed, he would still be tired from flying, not to mention staying on the plane for so long.

After waking up from a nap, after breakfast the next day, Xingyan called Tezuka while resting.

"Senior Tezuka... I'm in Germany. Yesterday, Borg told me that one of his students has a similar situation to yours... I just received news this morning that the next national competition may be postponed for half a month due to some reasons... OK, I'll send you a copy later..."

After Xingyan finished calling Tezuka Kunimitsu, he hung up and sent a copy of the document to him.

It's not a big deal. In the original plot, even if the case was so serious, it could be treated during the national competition. Now it will be even simpler.

As for the postponement of the national competition...

He did receive the news this morning, and now he has scheduled a friendly match with the West Coast at the Youth Tennis Association.

Although this matter has not been made public, this information is still very transparent to him.

"If I remember correctly, that Tezuka Kunimitsu and Xingyan are not from the same school, right?"

When Xingyan was on the phone, the people who were chatting not far away stopped and listened for a while before realizing that this was not about asking about the hospital for a senior from Hyotei.

After Xingyan left the restaurant to run, a few people from the Yijun team who had not yet dispersed explained to the German team members who Tezuka Kunimitsu was.

In summary, he is a genius.

He has strength and fame, but he has been restricted because of an arm injury.

Most importantly, Tezuka Kunimitsu's Qingxue is the opponent of Hyotei.

When Xingyan finished running and the morning practice match began, he was made up for a lot of things without knowing it.

Looking at the fluctuations in these people's eyes, Xingyan can basically ignore them because he has long been accustomed to it.

"Give up your perfectionism now. There is no absolute perfection in this world. How can you make progress if you set an upper limit!"

Xingyan looked at Q.P, who was stunned by him again, and told him bluntly that the so-called perfection is simply digging his own grave.

Not only Q.P, but also Borg, Watanabe, and Byodoin Phoenix, who finally woke up when their game started, were all educated after he pointed out the problems.

After he had enough strength, not only would no one refute what he said, but it would also automatically extend a lot of deep meaning.

After playing the professional level, he then set his sights on those who were a little worse.

"Execution? You call this execution? You only know a few human weaknesses, and you can only use such rough violent suppression. It's too bad!"

"Two-sword flow is good, but where is your mental strength? Where is your concentration? Where is your brain!"

"Do you understand that the body is the first? Can joints be disassembled at will? Do you think you are a robot?"

Xingyan suddenly turned on the coaching mode and did not give face when teaching people. The two coaches outside the field were terrified.

Kan Retulu was worried that he would really anger this temporary coach, and Saito Zhi was worried that if any guy was not honest, he might be beaten up.

"Okay, now go back and rest, and continue in the afternoon!"

Xingyan added both sides

After giving a lecture to the dozen people who came, he carried his racket and prepared to leave.

He also told these people that he would come over to play another game in the afternoon.

As for the few people who were scolded by him to the point of doubting their lives...

They are not children anymore, who really wants to coax them after the game?

"Thank you for your hard work..."

Kan Retru didn't care whether the members of his German team were miserable or not. When he looked at Xingyan now, he once again raised the positioning of this young man a few levels.

Although he didn't join their German team, they were really rude. They treated their players and students as their own people and educated them seriously when they had the chance. It was really great!

But compared to the German coach who was moved to tears, Saito Zhi felt a little depressed.

Can these guys on the German team not come here to get free rides just because they see benefits? Their children will also be tired!

Besides, do you have the nerve to come here to get free rides like this?

We are all opponents in the World Cup. You have won nine consecutive championships. Can you have some shame?

Do you really think that our child can be carefree just because he is easy to talk to?

"Uncle Saito, I want to eat Chinese food at noon. Is there any here?"

Xing Yan suddenly turned his head and looked at Saito Zhi. He felt the change in Uncle Saito's mood. In order not to disturb his plan to brush the number of games, he now needs to distract his attention.

Uncle Saito is really good to him, very good, but...

If you want to say who is the biggest obstacle on his way to brushing points, it is definitely Uncle Saito.

When he was a child, he was recommended to directly enter the official competition, and later the upper limit of the training plan was formulated, and recently he had to set the upper limit of the number of U17 practice games for him...

In short, he has always been happy and entangled with Uncle Saito's care.

"Yes, there is Chinese food here..."

Can Retlu immediately stated beside him that it was just Chinese food, absolutely no problem.

"Go back and change your clothes first. Coach Reiteru should be ready. What you need now is rest."

Saito Shi took advantage of his height and cast a disdainful look at Reiteru from an angle that he couldn't see.

This guy who is trying to please you can only work hard for two days. When Xingyan has had enough fun, he won't be allowed to come to your place anymore.