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: 8 years old

Special: One Magatama Sharingan (waiting to be activated...97/100)

Five Stats: Speed ​​3.7 Strength 3.2 Stamina 3.1 Spirit 6.6 Technique 3.8 Total 20.4

Skills: Two-Sword Flow Max, Outer Spin Serve II, Spin Snake Ball I

Points: 8762

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

After hanging up the phone and walking into the bathroom, Xingyan stood under the shower and began to check his personal data while taking a shower.

This time he won the championship, and the system just gave him an achievement task, and all five attributes were increased by 0.1.

Because of this sudden increase in data, his total data directly exceeded 20 points.

If he understood correctly, the value of 20 points should be basically considered as the national level in the plot era, right?

How old is he now, and he has given such data. If he really reaches the plot year in the future, will he directly start the crushing mode?

‘System, are you sure you don’t want to explain? ’

The water flow pressed down his hair that was usually blown up. Xingyan turned the water flow to the maximum, closed his eyes and waited for the system to reply to him.

Although his complaints would be ignored by the system, as long as it was a serious question, the system would still give him a responsible answer.

[The host’s body is a genetic template copied from the ninja world. If the host was not too lazy, he would not have only the mental power that could barely see it]

The system gave an explanation, but the meaning of this information made Xingyan feel full of ridicule.

‘I’m asking you, I’m only 8 years old now, with this kind of data, junior high school students won’t be my opponent, I won’t have the motivation to work hard in the future, and I don’t even need to draw for my skills! ’

Xing Yan complained about himself to the system for the first time.

Now he can play tennis in his own way, and the points lottery is not attractive to him, which is not good!

As a qualified system, he must have a goal to chase, instead of the current situation where he can crush his peers as long as he grows up safely.

No, even those who are five or six years older can be crushed by him...

[Since the host is too confident in himself, the system upgrade is enabled...]

[The system upgrade is completed, the new lottery system is enabled, and the host can check it by himself. ]

The system upgrade does not even need a countdown, and a new lottery interface is directly opened for him.

Originally, it was just a lottery interface, with one thousand points drawn once, and the items and skills drawn belonged only to the world of Prince of Tennis.

Now, there is an additional option to draw unlimited random items, and one draw requires 10,000 points.

‘System, you won’t tell me what you get for every 10,000 points you draw. Are you sure you’re not trying to trick me?’

Xing Yan suddenly felt a little weak.

He was just bored and complained to the system, showing off that he was doing well in disguise.

But the system was a jerk. It upgraded directly, and then gave him an interface that didn’t let him know what he would get for every 10,000 points he spent.

Who knows if this unlimited means no lower limit.

The previous lottery at least had clear standards, and the lowest was low-level ball skills...

[There is no garbage in the system’s products, just like the host selected by the system. Even if you don’t work hard, you will be a fine product. If you work a little hard, you will be a top product. If you work hard, you may become a divine product.]

After half a minute, the system suddenly sent a reply to Xing Yan.

Then...

Xing Yan laughed...

‘System, you have changed. You are no longer aloof. You can actually make me laugh...’

Xing Yan was really happy about the system’s reply that fine products, top products, and even divine products were produced.

His system was finally worn out by him.

But was it praising him or scolding him?

Anyway, it didn't matter, as long as the system responded.

He didn't expect the system to really give him some god-level setting, just let him be a human being. He didn't have a big heart, and he wouldn't be able to hold it up if he was given too much.

'Sure enough, you are aloof again. I'm in a good mood now, so I won't bother with you! '

Xing Yan, who was in high spirits, took a shower, and after making sure that the system ignored him again, he changed his clothes and went downstairs.

As for his five measurements...

The body gene template of a ninja, these data can only be considered average.

8 years old, he lived to be 8 years old again.

Although his birthday is still a few months away, this 8-year-old display reminds him of the moment he was killed in the ninja world.

Uchiha...

In fact, he was not killed by Uchiha Itachi's sword, nor by Uchiha Obito, but by the Konoha Anbu wearing a fox mask.

He used the transformation technique and the shielding props produced by the system to hide underground.

He saw Uchiha Itachi swinging his sword at his clan members, and saw the scarlet eyes behind Uchiha Obito's mask.

But they didn't know if they really didn't notice him underground. Anyway, they didn't do anything to him after passing through the alley several times.

Until later, the ground was stained with blood...

Hiding underground, he could no longer hide in the blood. When he wanted to buy props to escape, he was suddenly slashed by a fox mask who appeared behind him...

.........

"Little guy, I'm inviting you out to eat cake now. You're distracted by the cake. Don't you like the mango flavor?"

A few days later, Shuji Tanejima went to the door of Hyotei again to wait for Xingyan to finish school. After picking him up, he ran two laps and then took him to a dessert shop that was said to be pretty good.

"I'm thinking about how to find a guy who stood me up to fight. It's been more than a year, and he runs too fast."

Xingyan lowered his head and ate the cake with a spoon. He was indeed in a bad state recently.

Ever since he remembered the scene of being killed, he had nightmares for several consecutive days.

Now he urgently needs to find something to do so that he can get out of the memory of being killed at the age of 8.

"Are you still thinking about that guy? I can easily beat him with his tennis..."

Tajima Shuji naturally knew who the guy who stood him up was. He was watching from the side when they made the appointment.

However, this kid is too much!

He was chasing him to play tennis before, but now he is giving up because he has been uncooperative?

"Then you play a game with me?"

Xingyan slowly raised his head, revealing a lazy breath.

The mango-flavored cake, the sweet smell was eaten, and his big cat eyes narrowed.

Cake, at first, Jiro often took him to eat together, and later he also liked this sweet feeling of happiness.

"Except tennis."

Tajima Shuji was stunned for a moment, and then directly refused.

He was almost tricked by this kid.

He knew that he was thinking about playing tennis with him, and it would be impossible for him to give up so easily.

Now he has learned to use the method of provocation. Who knows who has led this little guy astray.