Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The sound of hitting the ball continued, and the yellow-green ball bounced back and forth on this simple tennis court, sometimes flying high, sometimes flying low...
Occasionally, he would flash towards the edge of danger, but would always be intercepted by a nimble figure.
"Hiss... Uchiha Xingyan, score, 15-0..."
Echizen Nanjiro announced the score with a helpless look on his face, bent down to pick up the tennis ball that fell behind him, and the playful look in his eyes suddenly disappeared.
It was really embarrassing that he was deceived by this kid.
The ball just now took nearly ten minutes to play. At the moment when the ball flew over, he actually saw the ball fall in front of him, but he never thought that it was an illusion.
Illusion is this kid's special skill, and it is an ability that has never been discovered in major competitions.
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...
"Uncle Nanjiro, please be serious. You can't judge my tennis ball by your eyes alone. If you don't take it seriously and I get the points, Ryoma will be disappointed."
Xingyan looked at Echizen Nanjiro, who finally had a serious look in his eyes, and in a good mood he put the tennis racket on his shoulder, waiting for him to change his clothes and shoes before coming back.
Although Nanjiro Echizen can play tennis barefoot, the soles of his feet are only skin and flesh after rubbing against the sandy ground, and getting injured would be troublesome.
“Wait!”
Feeling the heat on the soles of his feet, Echizen Nanjiro pointed to the long bench next to him and asked Xingyan to go and rest first.
He put on his clogs, turned around and walked towards home.
This kid is not his stupid son. If he doesn’t take it seriously, he might really be embarrassed.
Although he didn't win the Grand Slam, he was recognized as the best player at the time. If that guy really won a game, that idiot Ryoma would be affected if he knew about it.
"Thank you, uncle."
Xingyan sat aside and rested for more than ten minutes. After Echizen Nanjiro came back, he brought him a glass of juice.
"Continue after you finish drinking. If you can let me have a serious fight, don't let me down."
Echizen Nanjiro waited for Xingyan to finish drinking the juice before signaling him to get up and continue.
At this time, he changed into a new set of clothes, which were normal sportswear and shoes that Xingyan had never seen in the plot he knew.
Even the tennis racket has been replaced. It is no longer the obviously worn-out one with loose strings.
This sudden professional attitude made Xingyan feel quite pressured. If he disappointed Nanjiro, he might never fight with him again.
"Uncle Nanjiro, if the wall is really broken later, the money I earned before can still afford to pay for it..."
Xing Yan tapped his fingers on the strings of the racket, and a faint layer of mental power lingered around him.
He closed his eyes and opened them again, and two magatama were slowly rotating in his blood-red eyes.
"Don't talk big, kid. Wait until you really do it."
The boy opposite Echizen Nanjiro seemed to have become a different person in the blink of an eye, and was ready to fight back at any time.
Bang!
This time, Xingyan's serve did not involve much skill, its only advantage was speed.
Bang!
Echizen Nanjiro moved his feet and swung the racket to the side where the ball would land, adding spin to the original straight ball and sending it flying into the blind spot of Xingyan's vision.
But at this time, Xing Yan looked at the tennis ball flying towards him, lifted his feet off the ground one after the other, and moved back and sideways. The racket was already waiting at the position he had chosen.
Bang!
Bang!
The tennis ball flashed quickly again in the back and forth between the two people. The ball lasted for several minutes and the strength gradually increased.
Bang!
"Out of bounds, 15-15!"
Nanjiro Echizen looked at the out-of-bounds ball behind him, and his smile became more and more genuine.
He was able to use some of his strength and fight to this extent. He now recognizes the boy's ability.
But that’s not enough!
This was not enough strength to defeat Long Ya, so he still didn't let this kid use his full strength.
"continue!"
Xingyan narrowed his eyes, reached out to take the tennis ball, and swung the racket to serve again.
Just now, he set a small goal for himself, just to get one point first.
However, for the serious Nanjiro Echizen, his goal is also very simple, which is to reduce Xingyan to 0 points today.
He, Echizen Nanjiro, is not petty, but there are a few exceptions, such as his son...
The younger son was not even qualified to compete with others, and the older son had been defeated on the court before. As a father, he wanted to earn some face for his sons.
After playing from the afternoon until sunset, the wall around the tennis court in the temple was already dented by the tennis ball.
But it's just a small hole and there hasn't been any major damage so far.
"I won again, the score is 5:0."
Echizen Nanjiro scored another point.
Although his face was covered in sweat, when he saw Xing Yan on the opposite side, his entire state and mentality were as if he had returned to the first game more than ten years ago, and his whole body exuded the joy brought by tennis.
"Next round, mine!"
Xing Yan picked up the tennis ball not far away, shook the sweat off his arms, and threw the tennis ball to the other side.
He must win this round!
"Boy, you better work harder!"
As he spoke, Echizen Nanjiro tossed the ball and swung his racket, and another outspin serve flew to the opposite side.
"This ball will go out of bounds!"
Xingyan's racket was once again entangled by mental power. When he received the ball and hit it back, a special aura wrapped around the tennis ball.
"It's not good to lie..."
Echizen Nanjiro quickly stepped back and sent the tennis ball that was landing right next to him to the opposite side.
As for the out of bounds thing, it’s not too late to wait until the ball hits the ground before saying it. There is no technical level in lying.
"Uncle, look, it's out of bounds."
Xing Yan stood still, the racket in his hand pointing outside the line to the side and rear. The tennis ball fell on the point he pointed out as if it was being tracked at a fixed point.
"Little devil, it's great!"
Echizen Nanjiro watched the tennis ball he hit, which flew out of bounds when it was impossible for it to go out of bounds. He stared blankly at the ball rolling twice after it hit the ground, and then he broke into a big smile.
This was the first time he had seen such an interesting change. He thought the kid had already used up all his skills in the previous five games.
It seems that there is still something to dig up. It’s interesting, very interesting!
"Out of bounds!"
"Out of bounds!"
"It's still out of bounds, uncle, I got a point!"
Xingyan watched the tennis ball fly out of the line again and his smile grew bigger.
He finally scored a point.
"Boy, serve!"
Echizen Nanjiro couldn't laugh anymore. He didn't understand what was going on at all and was scored a point by this kid. This was not a good thing at all.
"Uncle, this ball won't go out of bounds."
Xingyan swung his racket to serve and watched the ball fly out. He shook his head slightly, knowing that this was it.
In front of Nanjiro Echizen, his illusion tennis could only go so far.
Use illusion to hide the real rotation and power of the tennis ball, making the opponent hit the ball out of line to score points.
This consumes a lot of mental energy, so every ball must be fast and resolved quickly to hide from the eyes of Echizen Nanjiro.
"Indeed, it won't go out of bounds!"
Echizen Nanjiro didn't figure out what the problem was just now, but he was now sure that the point just now had indeed exhausted the kid's limit.
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