"Uncle Nanjiro, you promised me that I wouldn't get any points..."
Xingyan was lying on the tennis court, resting his head on his arms, and looking at the angry Echizen Nanjiro with his head tilted.
At the end of the game, he lost again with a score of 1:6.
Moreover, Nanjiro Echizen still failed to break his point.
"You think I don't want that point?"
Echizen Nanjiro glared angrily. He wanted to, but...
Except for some skills that cannot be used on young people, he tried all the others, but he just couldn't break it.
Once he is infected, he will no longer be himself.
During that one point, no matter how long it was, he could only use normal tennis skills.
"My mental power is not weak, but I am sure that your mental power is higher than mine, uncle. In other words, you have exceeded the maximum value of all five parameters, right?"
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Xingyan couldn't see the five measurements of Nanjiro Echizen, so he asked the system about it. The system replied that it would only be able to see it when Xingyan had one statistic that surpassed the other party.
His mental strength has reached 9.1. So far, the only person he cannot see through is Echizen Nanjiro.
As expected of the god-level background of this world, the strength of the samurai Nanjiro could be in double digits in all five measurements, right?
"Full value? Boy, there is no such thing as full value for the five parameters. Human potential is unlimited. As long as you have potential and enough effort, and of course, luck can keep up, then you will have unlimited possibilities. Don't underestimate the world of tennis..."
Echizen Nanjiro smiled, sat next to Xingyan, and poked his arm with a tennis racket.
Only those who are engaged in academic fields would talk about the full value.
But the players who really fight on the tennis court will not be bound by this.
Once you believe in the data and the so-called limits, you are really doomed.
"In fact, my mental strength has exceeded the calculation."
Xingyan was silent for a while, and suddenly mentioned that he had gone to U17 to measure his mental power.
"Not bad, those instruments are just for testing, and if you exceed the limit, just keep going in your own direction..."
Blinking, Echizen Nanjiro laughed out loud, and of course he did not forget to show Xingyan the way to update.
"What I mean is that I am now beyond their calculations, but I still can't see any data from you, uncle, so I doubt whether your state has reached a superb level."
Xingyan's two magatama Sharingan turned and stared at Echizen Nanjiro with great seriousness.
At this moment, Echizen Nanjiro couldn't laugh anymore.
"Although I'm still far behind in other aspects, your mental strength is almost catching up with mine. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to take a point so steadily every time. Brat, close your eyes!"
Echizen Nanjiro became serious for a rare moment, and looked away after meeting Xingyan's eyes for a moment.
The pair of eyes that suddenly appeared made him feel dangerous.
But he suddenly realized that these eyes must be the real reason why he could not erase that point.
However, he had never doubted the strength of Xing Yan's mental power.
"As expected, Uncle Nanjiro, you are also afraid of these eyes. These are a pair of eyes that carry an evil aura..."
Xing Yan raised his hands and covered his eyes. The voice of the originally well-behaved and gentle boy disappeared, and his whole body exuded a gloomy aura.
Sharingan, evil Uchiha...
He couldn't find out who gave the definition of Uchiha, but when he was in Konoha, he would always hear this statement inadvertently.
He was defined by his bloodline from birth, so who can he turn to for justice?
"Who told you that these eyes are evil? They are just a little stronger. They are born with great power. Those who say they are evil are just too weak. Do you need to care about what those weak people say?"
Echizen Nanjiro took the racket and hit Xingyan directly on the head.
He slapped the camera several times in a huff, using an awkward tone to try to comfort the kid who seemed to be stuck in a dead end.
"But, uncle, you just dodged me. You are obviously very annoying..."
Waving his hand over his head, Xingyan closed his eyes and sat up.
Facing Echizen Nanjiro, he spoke in a petulant tone about how obvious Nanjiro's actions just now were.
"Tsk...boy, open your eyes. I don't believe that I can't cure a little devil like you today!"
Looking at the little kid who couldn't be coaxed, Echizen Nanjiro pressed the tennis racket on Xingyan's hair, pressed down the unruly hair, and leaned forward to be parallel to his eyes.
It’s just a pair of weird eyes. Could he really be afraid of this little ghost?
"Hey, hey, hey, don't get so close, uncle, stay away from me!"
Xingyan opened his eyes and looked at the bearded face which was only a tennis racket away from him.
His bloodshot eyes blinked, and after staring at each other for a few seconds, he smiled and jumped up, ran to Karubin, picked up the cat and started rubbing it in his hands.
"Put it down, you little brat! It belongs to Ryoma!"
Echizen Nanjiro smiled and asked Xingyan to let go of Karubin, and the tension just now disappeared into thin air.
At this moment, sitting on the rest chair, Xingyan was hugging Karubin and smiling brightly. He still had blood-red eyes with magatama, but his whole aura had become very warm.
In the eyes of Nanjiro Echizen, it was his eye contact and comfort that successfully helped the kid get out of the gloom in his heart.
Having a rare sense of accomplishment, Echizen Nanjiro was in a good mood. When Echizen Ryoma came over with a racket, he rudely beat his son severely on the tennis court.
"Karubin, look at your master, he is being bullied so badly..."
Xingyan held Karubin and watched the father and son play tennis. He was in a good mood and decided to relax his next plan for the time being.
What evil eyes, he just needed to judge Echizen Nanjiro's attitude.
He can use illusion to cover this pair of eyes, but this is only possible when he has some strength left.
If he really unleashed all his strength, not only would he not be able to cover his eyes, but he would also expose much more.
This time it is a test and also a preparation for the next plan.
In this world, the Echizen family plays the most brutal tennis, but the hearts of this family are surprisingly simple and gentle.
"Hey, brat, someone came to me yesterday and asked if I knew how to find you. Do you want to tell them?"
After dinner at the Echizen family, when Xingyan was about to leave, Echizen Nanjiro called him.
"Sure. If he wants to play tennis with me, he can ask my dad to help. I'm past my rebellious phase now and I'm a good kid who listens to my parents."
Xing Yan smiled and waved his hands. He didn't feel strange at all that someone was looking for him.
Ever since he reached the top in the junior category, countless tennis teenagers of the same age, or similar age, have been looking for him.
Just because his name was Uchiha Xingyan, no one knew his family information.
But he is back now, and he has no intention of hiding it from Hyotei, and later he even went to the U17...
Those who want to find him are all from the tennis series, so they will naturally get a lot of information. It shouldn't be easy to find the people who came from Echizen Nanjiro, right?
I hope I'm not a weakling...
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