Zongman: The evolution of Ninja Bleach from Prince of Tennis

The doctor said that he had done something to him.

"Could it be that something was done to him..."

Kurobe paused on the word 'experiment', but he knew Saito could understand.

"No, except for adjusting his diet according to the standards of some professional nutritionists, there was nothing else. He has been like this since he was a child. When he was three years old, he could grab two five-year-old children, one in each hand, and throw them around..."

Saito also understood Kurobe's suspicion, because he also suspected that the child had been tampered with when he was a child.

But he has been watching the tests over the years and is sure that Xingyan is talented in these areas.

If tennis still needs to be learned and practiced, then when fighting with others in the ring, all the reactions of this kid are not wasted, and he knows very well how to make the opponent lose the ability to move in the fastest time.

They asked several times, but the child just thought it was fun and just wanted to take the trophy back to his father...

They also have sons and daughters, but they still often feel jealous because of the child's filial piety.

"Why is he playing tennis now? Are you going to take him on this road?"

Kurobe did not continue to worry about things that could not be explained.

In the tennis range he was familiar with, he also knew some geniuses who were born to be suitable and whose indicators were so good that they seemed to be born for tennis.

So at this time, he only needed to judge the future of this child. If possible, the training should be started from childhood.

"How will his future go? His father does not intend to interfere. Do you think I know?"

Saito turned back and glared at him unhappily, and this guy's mind began to be active again.

But he still has to be disappointed. How Xingyan's future will go is the child's own choice. The ideas of these people are not important.

A person who has been very independent since childhood will not be swayed by the ideas of others.

"At least there is still this possibility. If he likes it, then we can't bury the genius..."

Kurobe was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, but this did not prevent him from wanting to dig people's minds.

Geniuses also need to be cultivated hard before they can go further!

"Even if you have any ideas, at least wait until he is 15 years old. Now he just needs a free and happy childhood. It's not too late to make a decision about the future after he is 15 years old."

Saito thought of the state of Sakaki Taro doting on his son, so he could only let Kurobe be obedient for a short time.

Although Sakaki Taro is rarely seen angry, as a friend, everyone knows that guy is a real ruthless person.

Now that guy has such a precious pimple. If he knew that Kurobe had the intention to snatch the child, even if he just wanted to take him away for training, it would definitely be a big deal.

"Tanishima Shuji wins this game, score 5:2!"

There was a long silence until the referee announced the score, which attracted the attention of the two people.

"Uncle Saito, I don't want to lose."

Xingyan returned to the rest area, picked up the water cup and drank two sips, then wiped the sweat off his face with a towel.

Raising his head, he looked at Saito, and said seriously that he didn't want to and couldn't lose.

"You... go, don't get hurt, you should know what kind of pressure your body can bear, as for your father, I will tell him after the game."

Saito was softened by the dark eyes, nodded, and released the restraint they had set for Xingyan before.

"Thank you, uncle!"

Xingyan's face instantly piled up with a smile.

"Little guy, can you play seriously now?"

Tanishima Shuji was drinking water in the rest area on the other side. Looking at the expressions of the little guy and the parent, and listening to the meaning of their words, he also knew that something had been restricted before.

However, he still didn't think he would lose, because his strength had not been fully demonstrated.

"Be careful next time, don't let the tennis ball hit you, otherwise you will get hurt. I'm not sure how much the force of the tennis ball can be controlled."

Xing Yan looked at the other side very seriously, he was really unsure.

Before, he couldn't use too much force, nor could he use too tricky angles and skills, although he himself didn't develop his skills at all because of these restrictions.

But the fact that it's not shown in the data doesn't mean that he can't do it, nor does it mean that he can't do it!

"Then you have to be careful too, my tennis ball is very direct!

"

Tajima Shuji put down the towel and came to the court holding the racket.

Seeing that the little guy who was still the same as before suddenly became fierce, his fingers holding the racket tightened for no reason.

It seemed that something strange happened, but he couldn't find out what it was.

This round was Xingyan's serve. His fingers were spread out and the tennis ball was gently thrown up in the palm of his hand.

Bend your knees, lean back, and swing your racket!

Bang!

With a simple action, the tennis ball was hit straight to the opposite side.

Serving is so simple?

This was the first thought of people outside the court after seeing it.

This made the audience who were expecting some special skills to be displayed a little disappointed.

But just after the ball passed the net and touched the bottom, the bounced tennis ball suddenly seemed to be added with super-high-speed rotation force, and when Tanjima Shuji swung the racket to return the ball, it directly penetrated the tennis racket.

"Be careful with your hands, my power is never as simple as you see. "

After the referee announced the score, Xingyan watched Shuji Tanejima silently change his racket, and then he once again took a tennis ball from the side and held it in his palm again.

When people saw this action again, it was easy to think of the power of the ball just now. Some people have been discussing that this way of holding the ball in the palm is the reason.

But in fact...

Not only Xingyan, but even Shuji Tanejima on the opposite side knew that this method was just because his hands were too small, and he couldn't use his fingers to increase the speed of the tennis ball.

Now holding it in the palm of the hand and throwing it up is one of the steps to increase the rotation.

The other is when swinging the racket.

Just like a spring that is suppressed to the lowest and then locked, it will bounce up with several times more power when it is unlocked.

And the moment the serve lands is the unlocking moment, so the tennis ball that flies out at this moment will break the racket it touches like an electric drill.

"I hate this kind of tennis! "

Taneshima Shuji can now make most of his opponents' skills disappear, or return to their original nature.

But this kind of straightforward ball, which made him see the principle at a glance, could not be cracked because of the pure power and speed.

This time, Xingyan's serve was solved by four serves.