Doomsday Madman: The Prince of Tennis

Naruto looked at the back of Kurokawa Rei leaving, his eyes were silent, no emotion could be seen, Torimaru, who had appeared in the villa a long time ago and almost witnessed the whole process, came out of the room opposite the living room, looked at Naruto with a low voice. Sighing: "It seems that Inaba-san's popularity in Jiku is even worse than imagined."

Hearing this, Ming Yang slightly raised his eyebrows and looked at Torimaru Lan, then frowned slightly: "What's going on?"

Torimaru spread his hands lazily: "As you can see, a careless plot was plotted against." The moment the words fell, he tore off the combat uniform on his body, revealing his entire back bare|naked|naked, with a whole piece of hideous scars Stuck on his back, those scars were obviously not old wounds, but as if they had been corroded by some poison, they were pitted, and in some places new flesh hadn't had time to grow.

"I heard that Inaba has a holy medicine for treating trauma. For my unlucky sake, please help me a little bit!"

Naruto glanced at him, then threw a half-finger-long small bottle to Torimaru and said, "Even you have been injured like this, it looks really difficult to deal with!"

"Those disgusting things have no consciousness at all. Their tentacles are like octopuses, and their regenerative ability is very strong. The most terrible thing is that they are highly poisonous. We are now investigating the origin of those things. It can't be a coincidence." Bird Marulan said and glanced at Mingyang: "Inaba doesn't seem to be surprised, do you know something?"

Ming Yang asked back: "Know what? Don't you think the things you encountered are familiar?"

Torimaru was taken aback, "You mean... the mutants at the Zero laboratory? They did experiment with octopus people, but this kind of unconscious failure should be destroyed. How could it be possible to cross the ocean? Come to Japan?"

Ming Yang snorted softly, and answered quite insincerely, "Isn't it just to complain about my grievances here? I don't know how to be sympathetic."

"Please forgive me!" Torimaru waved his hand, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's not enough to complain, but it just makes you mentally prepared. I always feel that these disgusting octopus monsters are just the beginning. Now we are cooperating." We should help each other in times of trouble.”

"You are right, this is just the beginning. As long as someone is behind the scenes, the situation will intensify and eventually evolve into a crisis. However, as long as the loopholes are seized, the crisis can also evolve from an opportunity."

Torimaru looked at Naruto and shook his head, and said softly: "It seems that I still can't get used to your crazy gambler spirit."

Ming Yang glanced at him, and called Feng to come in to help him bandage the wound, but he took a tennis racket and left the living room.

Practice matches have begun.

Naruto changed into a white sportswear and stood outside the court with a racket in his hand.

In the arena is Bunta and Jackal's doubles against Nioh and Yagyu, and it has reached the end of the match.

"6--5, the Nioh Yagyu team won."

"The dead fox is playing tricks again, do it again, I will never fall for your tricks." Mrs. Wen waved her tennis racket unwillingly and jumped.

"Pfft!" King Ren grabbed his braid and pretended not to hear.

Ming Yang was afraid to walk into the court with a tennis ball, and the scene was suspiciously quiet for a moment.

"Hey, let me be Inaba-kun's opponent."

It's Mori Kosaburo, the only third-year senior in the Rikkai Tennis Club.

Being preempted by the tall and long-legged Mao Li, Nio had no choice but to take back the steps he had already taken.

Mori's height is nearly 190 centimeters, which gives people a strong sense of oppression. However, for Naruto, who is still struggling with a height of 170, his aura will not be suppressed at all because of the height difference.

As far as tennis is concerned, everyone here is a hundred times more skilled than him and loves him a hundred times more.Therefore, no matter in terms of technology or experience, he has no position and will not intervene. He is only responsible for improving their physical fitness.This was an agreement with Yukimura Seiichi before joining the club.

"Senior Maori, you won't show mercy just because you are a senior."

Mao Li muttered dissatisfiedly, "It's too arrogant in front of the seniors! What an unlovable brat." Having said that, he was actually very sure in his heart that his strength must be very strong, even though he was always fooling around and being taken care of by other regulars. People call him an unreliable lazy senior, but no one can deny that he has a special intuition in tennis.

The game officially begins.

Strong, strong!

Despite his mental preparation, he was really surprised when the game started.

quick!From swinging the ball to hitting the ball, it may only take a second or even less than a second. Usually, you are still waiting for the opponent to serve the ball, and the ball has already landed behind you.

Heavy!The dull touch sound of the ball falling on the field, even if such a ball can be caught in time, it will directly penetrate the racket net at the moment of hitting the ball.

ruthless!Every ball came towards him with an overwhelming momentum, violent as the wind, sharp as ice, and hot as fire. Every counterattack would be exchanged for a more violent attack, crushing and smashing all the opponent's counterattacks.

Mao Li was panting violently, the hand holding the racket was so numb that he couldn't feel it, and the racket fell to the ground with a snap.

Yagyu pushed the mirror frame and announced calmly: "3——0"

No way!Senior Maori actually lost three rounds in a row.

"It's too fierce. Is he going to kill or play tennis? It's too scary! I really doubt whether he can play tennis normally."

Ming Yang turned back with a smile, "Young friend Wentai, do you have any opinions on the way I play?"

Wen Tai shuddered, laughing so wickedly and terrifyingly!How I wish you were the ignorant facial paralysis that Liu Sheng said!Instead of the big devil who tore off his disguise now, hey~~

Originally thought that the second half would be the same as the first half, Mao Li was even ready to be crushed, but no matter what, he couldn't lose the game without winning even one round, and it would really lose face for the senior.

In the third game, Maori's serve.

Mao Li is the tallest in the tennis club, and with his speed, the tennis he plays is like a small cannonball. If he competes with Naruto, it is destined to be a duel of strength and speed.

quick!Heavy!ruthless!

Abandon all distracting thoughts and focus on the confrontation that cannot be relaxed at the moment, like a knife like a sword!Life is like death!

"1-3"

"Ah, I really can't relax in the slightest! If you don't pay attention, you will be defeated by Senior Maori."

"It's easy to say, and I will win another game soon."

Mingyang narrowed his eyes, so let's try it out.

Heavy ball!High-speed chopping!

A strong duel of strength and speed.

"Senior Maori, I haven't told you all this time. In fact, I'm also a skilled person."

Maori was taken aback, what?

It turned out to be a short ball?

No, no, the ball touched the net, could it be... "Walk the tightrope?!"

"No, it's called online ballet."

Similarly, when the ball falls on the net, Wentai’s tightrope walk involves the ball rolling gently on the net, while online ballet involves the ball spinning sharply on the net, just like a dancing ballet dancer, with an amazing sense of elegance.

15—--0

Wen Tai, who was on the sidelines, was stunned, "That brat is obviously learning and selling now! Such a genius idea definitely came from my tightrope walking! How cunning!"

The game continues on the field.

Mao Lifu's forehead really convinced him to come up with this trick. However, this is a trick that can only be used to attack the Internet.

Bottom line pressure ball!Right-angled corner kick where the baseline crosses the touchline!

Bottom line attack and precision attack.

Mingyang was forced to the bottom line and could not move.

"Senior Maori, our family's Wen Taixiao friend also has a trick called Iron Pillar Collision."

what?

Forced to the bottom line and unable to surf the Internet at all, should I still use that trick?

Although I know that the opponent is also a master of precise ball control, but no matter what, being forced to hit the ball on the bottom line to hit the iron column is too exaggerated, and it is simply impossible.

The pale yellow ball flew towards it with a strong rotation! !

No, such a fast and strong spin ball is absolutely impossible to be hit by an iron pillar!It's a corner kick!

"Of course it's not the collision of iron pillars, this is called a yo-yo!"

Yo-Yo? ?

The diagonal kick that should have landed in the right half hit the iron post next to the net, and the rapidly spinning ball was bounced by the iron post and landed on the net, but the ball did not land, but rolled up and down on the net, like a A rigged yo-yo.

"Pfft!" King Ni frowned, "This guy is simply a monster." How could there be such a nonsense thing, is the law of universal gravitation false?

"It's spinning." Yukimura Seiichi broke the string machine in one word.

Liu Danran interjected: "Because of the strong spin added to the ball, even if it falls on the net, gravity cannot immediately counteract the spin force, so the ball will not land immediately. Having said that, but if you want to spin so much The strong ball hits the iron post from the bottom line and bounces to the net accurately, this ability to control the ball cannot be described as great!"

"First use the fastball and heavy ball to crush the opponent, and then switch the fast and slow rhythm unexpectedly. Although it seems that the skill of ballet on the net is amazing, but what supports the whole game is his extraordinary speed and sports reflexes. Nervous and abnormal physical strength, I think that's why he played this practice game. Because, this will be the direction of our training in the future."

Yukimura's words made other people think about it, so it seems that this kind of devil-style training is not so difficult to accept.

This day's special training ended with the most satisfactory ending, although Mori Hisaburo, who lost 2-6 to his junior, was very depressed.

After the practice match, Feng drove the tennis club members back to school and then sent Mingyang home.Along the way, Ming Yang wore headphones and closed his eyes to rest.

Feng looked at Mingyang through the rearview mirror, and then said: "Octopus people have been found in coastal cities one after another. The headquarters has arranged a patrol team for 24 hours to investigate. So far, only two have been encountered. They are the ones that Torimaru met before. The inspection team took a lot of effort to get the two of them out. The headquarters is now investigating the reason." As a full-time assistant, he investigated the relevant information clearly after he learned about the attack on Torimaru at noon .

reason?Ming Yang opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up: "I'm afraid it's not so easy to find out."

There was a trace of surprise in Feng's eyes, "What does the young master mean?"

"That kind of failed product with no IQ should have been destroyed long ago, but it traveled across the ocean and came to Japan. It is certain that someone is behind the scenes to fuel the flames. In this case, before the other party reveals its true purpose, I am afraid it will not be so easy to be caught. .”

"Could it be..." Feng asked in a low voice, "Zero again?"

Ming Yang shook his head and said, "One day the fox's tail will show." After a pause, he continued: "Don't worry, everything is going according to plan."

Feng nodded, but there was always a trace of worry that couldn't dissipate between his brows.The Hailang plan was launched, and the second division and Fujiwara Yusuke joined forces to share the huge benefits equally to Fujiwara Yusuke. In exchange, Fujiwara Yusuke must completely stand on the same front as the second division when it comes to dealing with the British Zero.Although it is currently very active, but when it comes to the day of confrontation with Zero, this ally may not be as solid as imagined.

Although he was worried in his heart, he didn't say it, because he could understand things, Master Mingyang didn't need others to remind him, he had his reasons for not saying it, even if he was only a 14-year-old boy, he could still get it. The absolute conviction of all of them.

Ming Yang closed his eyes again, and the bus drove to the finish line in silence.