Zongman: The evolution of Ninja Bleach from Prince of Tennis

After the match, Nanjiro Echizen stood at the door of his house, watching Xingyan get in the car and leave. Looking back at the direction of the temple, he reached out and touched the head of the kitten in his arms, still a little shocked by what the kid said. ‘I know that Ryoma Echizen’s strength has not been fully exerted, because his special ability has been sealed by me from the beginning.’ ‘Seal...’ Nanjiro Echizen took the cat home, closed the door, thought about it, and took out his mobile phone to call a number he didn’t contact very often. That bastard boy actually defeated a child as old as his brother, and sealed him from the beginning to the end. This is not a small matter. "You little brat, Uchiha Xingyan just now...one point, that kid was lucky to get one point...How dare you say that, you actually kept such an important thing a secret, I almost got cheated...Would you like to come and see Ryoma recently, he mentioned you last time..."

Echizen Nanjiro walked to the temple while talking on the phone, sat on a chair outside the tennis court, and stared at the tennis court in a daze after hanging up the phone.

It is the only one who can seal Long Ya's "devouring" so thoroughly so far.

However, to be able to take one point steadily from him, that kid is indeed not weak.

True strength...

Next time.

If that kid comes here again after playing with professional players, he will show his true strength and let go to break the one-point curse.

.........

Germany, International Airport.

The boy with a tennis bag on his back walked out.

A cold and handsome face, a rebellious hairstyle, and a circle of bandages wrapped around his wrists.

"Uchiha, here, here!"

A middle-aged man with short hair was waiting at the exit. When Xingyan dialed the phone, he turned around and locked onto him.

Kan. Retulu, head coach of the German U17 training camp.

"Hello."

Xingyan walked up to the German tennis coach, looked at him curiously for a few more times, and nodded and greeted him after confirming his identity.

"Hello, welcome to Germany. Did your father tell you the details of the specific situation when he invited you to come this time?"

Kan. Retulu smiled gently. For a 12-year-old excellent tennis teenager, he had enough patience and attitude to build a good relationship.

"Play a game with a professional player, and go home after the game."

Nodding, Xingyan followed Kan. Retulu out of the airport. After sitting in the car, he said his father's advice in the most straightforward way.

Although his father said a lot, to sum it up, it's really that simple.

"Then do you know which professional player you're going to play against?"

Kan Reiteru, who had just gotten into the car, was almost caught in the door. He sat in the passenger seat and looked back at the boy in the back seat. He always felt that things might not go so smoothly this time.

However, everyone is already here. The young man's competitive spirit can be overcome by using some appropriate provocations...

In short, let this kid lose a few games first, and then comfort him.

Even if you can't keep him now, you can make more contacts and find a way to pull him over later.

The tennis genius boy with no flaws and weaknesses, who is almost perfect, should come to Germany, which has won nine consecutive championships.

"I don't know, no matter who it is, just beat him."

Shaking his head, Xing Yan really didn't know who his opponent was.

His father didn't say, and the system didn't prompt him. Anyway, as long as he was sure that he was a professional, it would be fine.

Moreover, looking at the appearance fee transferred by his father, this opponent should not be very weak.

"Don't worry, we'll be there soon..."

Kan.Retulu felt that he couldn't continue the conversation.

But he could only sigh in his heart that genius boys are always a little weird.

The driver drove, and the car fell into silence until Xingyan sent a message and the phone rang.

"Dad, I'm already in Coach Kan.Retulu's car... Yeah, yes, I should be going to the training camp now... Has the game started? It's a pity that I can't watch the scene... It's not the time you set. If it's one day later, I can celebrate with them..."

After Xingyan answered the phone, he turned on the coquettish mode and complained to his father.

On the other end of the phone, Sakaki Taro talked about the game, and occasionally he could hear Jiro and Yueren shouting for him to cheer up.

Then he also heard the 'Hua' after Atobe came on the court.

Li’ declaration.

After the phone call, Xingyan’s original dull image completely collapsed, and the co-pilot coach Kan. Retulu had a dull look in his eyes, as if he was directly stunned.

"Xingyan has a very good father..."

Kan. Retulu felt the temperature in the car drop, and instantly came back to his senses. He smiled awkwardly and talked to Xingyan about his father.

In fact, he didn't know Xingyan's father, but he knew that the genius boy was in Japan.

Then through some channels, he learned that Echizen Nanjiro had also returned to Japan, so he tried to find Echizen Nanjiro to ask.

Unexpectedly, he could really find it, and from what Echizen Nanjiro said, the boy seemed to have been training with him.

So, he asked someone to investigate Xingyan's identity overnight, and finally found Sakaki Taro's phone number through the boss behind the professional player.

When he made the first call, he felt that this father loved his son very much.

But only a few hours later, the other side took the initiative to call back and said that they could send people to play practice matches for money, although the appearance fee was indeed a bit high...

But he felt that this father was a bit of a rip-off!

Originally he didn't agree, but for the money, he agreed?

What a 'good' father!

"Well, my dad is very good."

Xing Yan smiled, he really thought his dad was very, very good.

Such a serious person, in order to have fun, took the initiative to talk to this coach Can. Retulu about the topic of appearance fees.

It's easy to imagine how interesting his father's expression would be at that time.

"If... I mean, if you want to go the professional network route in the future, have you thought about where you want to debut?"

Can. Retulu looked at the boy who suddenly smiled innocently, and didn't want to break the boy's admiration for his father.

Changing the subject, he still couldn't help but mention the direction of professional network.

"Do you know what my family does?"

Xing Yan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

This time, he smiled like an adult sitting at the negotiation table, and it was impossible to tell what his bottom price was.

"I'm not sure, I just know your family should be very rich..."

Kan. Retulu was embarrassed.

He seemed to only know that Mr. Sakaki Taro was a rich man, but the details...

I have no idea!