Zongman: The evolution of Ninja Bleach from Prince of Tennis

Chapter 19

The two of them were beaten, but Xingyan was already in a state of panic.

"Tsk...you're talking as if you have a chance of winning with other balls..."

Xingyan complained about Tanedo Shuji with disdain, but they still went to a nearby table tennis club together after eating the cake.

It was two hours later when the two came out again. Tanedo Shuji, who had been abused for more than a dozen games, was embarrassed to even smile.

Perhaps, they will change to something else to play next time. In terms of table tennis, Xingyan has completely turned on the crushing mode.

"Send me a message when you go back. Just wait for my call this weekend. Don't run around alone."

Standing on the side of the road, Tanedo Shuji stretched out his hand and rubbed Xingyan's hair twice. As for what he had promised before, he decided to complete it this weekend.

Although that guy ran away, he just transferred to another school and left. It's not like he can't find him.

"Thank you!"

After getting in the car, Xingyan lowered the window and waved goodbye to Nakajima Shuji.

As for asking someone to help him say thank you...

Anyway, he thought it was normal. It was just that seeing Tanejima Shuji's stunned expression, he was indeed an interesting guy.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't say thank you so casually next time. At least treat me to a big meal!"

The car had already left, and Tanejima Shuji turned and walked towards the station, complaining that the kid's verbal thanks were not sincere at all.

However, the arc of his mouth corners revealed his mood at the moment.

After returning home, Xingyan still went to school and went home normally, practiced daily, played tennis, and went to Akutagawa's house to continue playing shogi with the chatterbox uncle.

On the weekend, he got up early and took a shower with a bit of irritation because of the dream.

"Let the driver follow you when you go out, and call home if you have any questions."

Sakaki Taro looked at his child who had been unstable recently, and did not ask about his whereabouts, but arranged a new driver to follow him.

"Dad, I'm just a little confused now, and I'll adjust soon."

Xingyan handed the tennis bag he had sorted to the housekeeper, turned around and looked at his father with worried eyes, and suddenly realized that his recent performance was a bit too much.

Because of the intrusion of those memories and dreams, his state has been a bit chaotic, but he always thought that no one would know if he didn't show it.

But this is his family, and he has always cared about his father. Even if it's just a little emotional change, it can't be hidden.

"Do what you want to do, and no one can force you to do what you don't want to do. Now you just need to grow up healthy and happy, and leave the rest to your father..."

Sakaki Taro patted Xingyan's shoulder. He was very happy that his son was willing to tell him these things.

However, his son is grown up.

It can't be like when he was a child. If there is anything unhappy, just hug him and coax him.

Since he wants to make adjustments on his own, then choose to believe him and believe that he can do it.

"The phone has come. Taneshima has already arranged someone. I'm going to play tennis first. Goodbye, Dad!"

The warm atmosphere did not last for half a minute. Taneshima Shuji called at this time.

Xingyan answered the phone, got in the car after confirming the location, waved goodbye to Sakaki Taro, and then asked the driver to set off.

Taneshima Shuji's appointment location is still in Tokyo. When Xingyan arrived, the person he wanted to meet was already here.

"You little guy, if you want to ask me to play tennis, can't you call me yourself?"

Mitsuya Akuto leaned against the wall with glasses on, watching the child who was a little taller than a year ago walk in. He was a little unhappy about being asked out to play tennis with this kid.

"You changed your phone number after moving, and you didn't give me a new number. How can I find you?"

Xingyan stopped, looked up at Akuto who was stunned for a moment, and knew that this guy might really have forgotten about it.

But it doesn't matter whether he forgot or not. He just needs to beat this guy and then use 10,000 points to draw a prize.

Although people always say that the system is a scam, in his current state, the system should add some usable things to the list of prizes.

As for the system mall...

It was okay in the ninja world, but now in the world of tennis, apart from the ridiculously high prices of various ball skills, there are only some training materials left.

He doesn't need to buy training materials, and the weight training suit is not something he can use when he hasn't grown up yet. As for the ball skills...

Let's not talk about whether he wants to use these ball skills, just the price starting from tens of thousands of points.

, he absolutely doesn't want it.

"That... I remember I sent you a message..."

Ajiudou smiled awkwardly. He had just arrived in a new environment and had no time to think so much after he got busy.

"Maybe I didn't see it. Do you need to warm up? I asked you out to fulfill the promise made more than a year ago."

Xingyan came to the outside of the court with a tennis bag on his back, took out the racket and clenched it in his palm. When he looked up at Mitsuya Ajiudou again, his eyes were full of anticipation for this game.

"We have already warmed up. Let's go and fulfill the previous promise."

Ajiudou walked to the other side, picked up his racket, and looked at the little guy opposite who was said to have won two consecutive youth championships. He was also looking forward to this game in his heart.

As for the other person present...

"I not only have to find someone for you, but I have to referee you at this time. You two are really unpleasant guys!"

Tajima Shuji sat on the referee's seat, watching the two people, one big and one small, standing in front of the net, and his eyes became serious.

"The game begins, Akuto Mitsuya serves!"

Looking at Xingyan who failed to guess the first place again, Shuji Tanejima told himself not to laugh too much, adjusted his expression and announced the start of the game.

He seemed to have discovered a strange thing about this kid. He could never get the first move at any time.

Could it be that because he was too strong, his luck was weakened?

Bang!

Akuto served, initially just a tentative straight ball.

Bang!

The tennis ball bounced up and hit back...

This ball was too ordinary, except that the speed and power were gradually increasing, there was no other feature.

Shuji Tanejima, who was sitting in the referee's seat, slowly narrowed his eyes and observed the changes in Akuto's eyes.

They had played tennis before, both in competitions and in private, so he knew what this guy was doing.

Data tennis, when facing an unfamiliar opponent, the first step is to capture the opponent's data first.

But this kind of data information control seems to be ineffective now.

That kid's unremarkable hitting style is completely the nemesis of Yajiudou.