Zongman: The evolution of Ninja Bleach from Prince of Tennis

The ball bounced on the court, and the tennis ball might suddenly disappear, or it might be added with a vortex like a tornado in the next moment...

The two gradually lost too many tricks in their play. Game after game, the play became simpler and simpler, but the power of the ball became more and more brutal.

The rackets of the two were replaced after being damaged many times.

The players of the German training camp outside the court were holding one or more rackets, looking blankly at the normal game that they could not keep up with.

"Baptism of the Whirlpool? That kid actually played the Baptism of the Whirlpool!"

When the score was more than ten points each in the tie-break, Xingyan's serve stunned everyone, including the German coach.

Was it because he was trying the 'Baptism of the Whirlpool' that he lost points in the previous few times?

And now, he has done it!

"Uchiha Xingyan wins, the total score is 7:6!"

After pausing for half a minute, the referee looked at the tennis ball that swept away Borg's racket and reported the final score of the first game.

"It's over, Borg lost this time, how can that kid learn so fast!"

Several impatient teenagers outside the court have already cried with their heads in their hands.

They know that Borg wants to learn and train from other players, but the current situation is that Borg's ability has been learned...

Spending money to invite people, but they come to increase their strength, this is too bullying!

"Your teammates are sad."

Xingyan walked to the chair and sat down, picked up the water cup and took two sips, raised his eyebrows at Borg not far away, and wanted to ask him how he felt now.

"Growth and learning are two-way, there is no question of who loses and who gains."

Borg was also entangled, but he couldn't say it.

Now looking at the smug eyes of the boy on the opposite side, he had no choice but to work harder in the next game.

Fortunately, he finally saw that the boy would get tired.

"You are right, in the next second game, you have to work hard to grow up, because I am going to start... a new attempt."

Xingyan complained about the system a lot, and just now he almost said that he was going to cheat.

"Don't underestimate me, kid!"

Borg took a deep breath and walked to the serving point with his racket.

No matter what the new attempt is, he must defeat the kid now, and he must not lose!

But he had a fight that he couldn't lose. After Xingyan changed the Eight Gates from one to three, he was completely stunned by the continuous improvement of the illusion tennis.

"This is my tennis, the most gentle man on the court as reported."

Xingyan crossed the net, squatted beside Borg, who was already lying on the ground, and stretched out his hand to touch his forehead.

Illusion tennis, the one he wanted to practice the most, but he never found an opponent.

Illusion, Tsukuyomi!

The pupil technique that should have belonged to Uchiha Itachi, he didn't have Uchiha Itachi's eyes, but he could already imitate it on the tennis court.

There is just a special restriction, the opponent's mental strength must be weaker than his.

"Just now..."

After the illusion was lifted, Borg covered his head and got up from the ground. When he looked at Xingyan, he had an indescribable feeling.

He lost.

But the purpose of his invitation this time was also successful.

The illusion tennis ball just now put him into a strange cycle, and he was abused by the legendary samurai Nanjiro hundreds of times, and it was still easy and casual, and he was playing the same style of play...

However, he realized the power of a field.

Once, he knew that there was a Japanese boy who had this power. No matter how he played, he would always wait in one position, and the tennis ball would be controlled to the occupied range.

But later, he didn't find that boy.

Now, in this illusion, he saw Echizen Nanjiro using this field.

After being abused too many times again and again, he suddenly realized it.

"You let me complete my favorite and most hated move. Just now I gave you a return gift. How much you can learn is all your luck."

Xingyan didn't know what the other party had learned.

But he was very clear that the Echizen Nanjiro in the Tsukuyomi illusion he showed was not the real Nanjiro.

The phantom in the illusion is about the same strength as himself, but in the Tsukuyomi illusion, Borg can't use the power to fight back.

After all, he didn't know how real Echizen Nanjiro was.

Strong, and can't really teach students for Uncle Echizen.

I just hope that Mr. Borg doesn't have a brain seizure. If he suddenly has the urge to thank Nanjiro one day, he will be embarrassed.

"Thank you very much!"

Borg stood up, bowed deeply to Xingyan, and expressed his gratitude very sincerely.

But...

"Can you stay for a few more days? I want to complete the move I just realized..."

Raising his hand and touching the shiny bald head twice, Borg said with an embarrassed expression that he still wanted Xingyan to help him improve his skills.

Because in this place, there is no opponent who can practice with him to this level.

"Remember to pay the appearance fee, I can change the ticket to three days later, and... the sound insulation of your room is not very good, don't continue to talk about me behind my back."

Xingyan stared at Borg for a minute, then retracted his gaze, agreed to his request, and reminded him not to tell secrets that are not suitable for others to hear in the bedroom.

"Um... I'm so sorry!"

Borg was frightened before he could even feel happy.

Everything he said to the coach last night was heard by everyone, so...

It's over, how can he continue to ask for advice!

"By the way, don't worry about my five-dimensional data anymore, the instrument can't measure it."

Xing Yan handed the racket to the dumbfounded training camp members, and turned back to give Borg an answer.

Then he packed his tennis bag, put it on his back and walked towards his residence.

"The instrument can't measure it..."

Except for Borg who put down his racket and chased after him, everyone else looked at the door dumbfounded.

What kind of data can't be measured by the instrument?

"Uchiha Xingyan is so strong, he is so strong!"

"My idol! From now on, he is my idol, idol, don't run away, give me an autograph!"

"Don't chase him, be careful to annoy Borg and he will kick you out!"

"Don't stop me, I'm going to..."

In the tennis court where there is no game, the noisy sound can be heard far away.

Xingyan, who just walked out, stopped, turned around and looked at Borg who was chasing him. The two smiled at each other and walked towards the dormitory area.

Indeed, there is nothing that a tennis match can't solve.

If one game doesn't work, then play two games.

No matter where the people in this world are, as long as they are related to tennis, they will be unexpectedly simple and cute!