Doomsday Madman: The Prince of Tennis

Things were exactly as Guanyue expected, and in the end Wentai and Kirihara lost the game 3-6 after all.

Although not reconciled, but lost is lost.

A total of six rounds were lost, which was [-] yen as agreed.

The tall man with lip studs looked at Kirihara with his racket on his shoulders, and said with a smile: "You lost. According to the agreement of 20 yen per goal, you lost a total of [-] goals, which is [-] yen."

Kirihara was suddenly furious: "What five hundred yen a ball! It is obviously five hundred yen a round."

The tattooed man sneered when he heard the words: "Who will play with you for [-] yen? Stop talking nonsense and get the money! Otherwise...huh!"

"You guys are simply extorting! What if we don't take you?" Qieyuan's eyes were filled with red mist, and he stared at the people opposite.

The tattooed man and the tall man with lip studs looked at each other, and walked towards Wentai and Kirihara with the racket on their shoulders. Several other gangsters who were sitting leisurely watching the show also came over, faintly surrounded.

The atmosphere became tense for a while, and Qieyuan took a step forward without fear, and said coldly: "Are you going back on your word and blackmailing you just because there are so many people? I'm not afraid of you!" The kick kicked at Kirihara's abdomen, and Kirihara was kicked straight without any precaution.With a muffled grunt, he bent his body.

There were screams from girls outside the arena, and the scene became a little chaotic for a while.

The child who had been silently on the sidelines was knocked down by the crowd, and finally couldn't help but began to sob.

One of the hooligans dragged the sobbing child outside the court into the court roughly, and said to Kirihara: "This brat is with you! If you dare not take the money, I will not be polite!"

Wentai's eyesight was sharp and his hands were about to hold Qieyuan who was faintly losing his mind and was about to fight back. He said to them, "We don't have that much money, so don't do anything. I'll call a friend right away." Hastily added: "I will let my friend come alone, the phone can be turned on speakerphone, besides, with so many of you, are you still afraid that we will play tricks?"

Several gangsters looked at each other, and finally the tattooed man said coldly: "Call now, if you dare to play tricks, you will not be spared."

Mrs. Wen heaved a sigh of relief and took out her mobile phone to start making a call. As agreed, he pressed the speakerphone directly, and soon there was a clear and indifferent voice like gold and jade touching each other. The exotic accent: "Wentai? Didn't you go to Tokyo with the bear boy?"

Under the eyes of several people, Mrs. Wen said to the phone: "It's true that we are in Tokyo, but just now when we were shopping, we accidentally broke the handicrafts in the store, and the money on us is not enough to compensate the boss. Instructor, it is convenient for you to come and help Shall we pay the money first?"

Apparently, several people were quite satisfied with what Wentai said, and they were even more satisfied when they heard the other side of the phone say, "That's it! I happen to be in Tokyo. Give me the address and I'll come right away."

Mrs. Wen reported the address of the park directly, because there is a commercial street near the park, so there is no problem in reporting this address.The next step is to wait in silence.

Squeezing into the tennis court and hearing the whole process of Mrs. Wen's phone call, a gleam of understanding flashed in the moon-watching eyes. If the person with the foreign accent just now guessed correctly, he must be the new manager of Lihai University this year!Really good luck today!He has been curious about this tennis manager who is said to be able to participate in the training of the entire tennis team for more than a day or two, and now it seems that he has the opportunity to meet him.

Ming Yang came faster than a few people imagined.Because he is indeed in Tokyo, not only he is in Tokyo, but Sanada is also in Tokyo.

Both of them were wearing Li Haida's sportswear, and Sanada was still holding a newly bought racket and racket tape in his hand. Obviously, he came to Tokyo to change a new racket.

Seeing Sanada who was walking with Mingyang, Bunta and Kirihara felt guilty at the same time, and they lowered their heads together with aspirations, not daring to look at the dark face of the vice minister.

Ming Yang said to Sanada with a smile: "Uncle's power is really extraordinary, even the brat who refuses to be disciplined is too scared to look up."

Sanada already guessed that the two of them must have gotten into trouble, turned his eyes and glanced at Mingyang, his face finally warmed up a little under Mingyang's smiling eyes, and said helplessly: "If I knew it earlier, I shouldn't have agreed with the two of them. Come to Tokyo."

"Uncle is so strict!" Ming Yang stretched out his hand to hook Sanada's sports jacket, and whispered in his ear: "Will uncle be so strict after he has a child?"

Sanada paused, and looked at Naruto with deep eyes, who smiled at him like a little devil, Sanada was sure that this person asked this question on purpose.

At that moment, a kind of helplessness spread in his heart, this person is so bad, he always wants to see his embarrassing side.

It was rare for Sanada to tease this person, so he said seriously: "There is nothing wrong with being a strict father. Maybe the child has a mother who is always afraid of chaos and has no principles."

Ming Yang blinked, as if he didn't believe that the man in front of him, who had faded from his immature and stern face, would say such words in a serious manner.

Sanada looked at Naruto, a smile flashed in his dark brown eyes, most of the sense of austerity and sternness faded from his whole body, and finally he took on a trace of flying that fit his age.

Ming Yang snorted softly: "Uncle failed in his studies."

Sanada did not refute, and the two walked into the court one after the other.

Although the other party didn't come alone, they should be wearing the sportswear of the same school, which means that the kid who was both a junior high school student didn't bother with this issue.The tattooed man said to Ming Yang: "Your classmates owe us [-] yen, will you pay them for them?"

Ming Yang glanced at the child whose face was pale from being frightened by the pulling of his arms, and said: "Let the child go first."

The tattooed man sneered and said, "Stop talking nonsense! Take out the money first! Otherwise, I won't be able to spare him."

The corner of Mingyang's mouth curled into a slight smile, and he walked step by step towards the little gangster who was dragging the child, obviously he was just walking towards him casually, but the little gangster felt an unspeakable sense of oppression emanating from the person in front of him When he came out, his body seemed to be imprisoned, unable to respond at all.

When he came back to his senses, the child was out of his control.

Ming Yang knelt down and wiped off the remaining tears on the child's white and tender face with his fingertips. Seeing the child's tearful eyes like black gems in a clear spring, Ming Yang was taken aback.

He couldn't help pinching the child's face, picked up the racket that fell on the ground, stuffed it into the child's hand, and said softly, "Brother, will you make a magic spell for you?"

The child blinked and stared at Mingyang with teary eyes.

Mingyang smiled slightly, and said to the punk next to him: "Let's play another doubles game! According to your request, [-] yen per ball, the previous [-] yen is owed and settled together after this match. It's me and this kid on the sidelines."

The gangsters were taken aback for a moment, and after realizing it, they didn't believe Ming Yang's words at all, because all fools knew that it would be better to play alone than to send such a child on the field, and teaming up with such a child was simply to expose an obvious weakness. opponents to target.

Ming Yang's eyes turned cold: "It's up to you if you agree or not. If you don't compare, don't even think about a penny. The big deal is to fight, although I'm not very good at fighting." The tennis ball picked up from the ground was pinched and deformed.

Punks: "..."

In the end, such a seemingly ridiculous game started.

The kid who just went to primary school stood anxiously on the court with his tennis racket in his arms. Ming Yang pinched his face again and said, "I heard that you started playing tennis at a very young age, so you must have a solid foundation! Don't think about anything, just catch the ball you can catch, and trust your brother's magic."

The child looked at the beautiful and deep black eyes of the person in front of him, and his heartbeat slowed down bit by bit, as if this person really had magic, making him inexplicably believe that everything this person said was true.

Naruto blinked at each other and made a fist gesture.

A smile finally slowly appeared on the child's face.

The two of them prepared for the match as if they had made an agreement.

It was still the two people who played over there.A doubles match that has never been seen before is about to begin.

The outside of the court was full of spectators, all discussing with great interest how such a seemingly disparate game would unfold.

Wentai and Qieyuan didn't know what Ming Yang was thinking, but out of their unconditional trust in the Great Demon King, they always firmly believed that the one who would win in the end would be the Great Demon King.As for Sanada who knew Naruto's true identity, he could only sigh silently in his heart, but he didn't intend to intervene in the slightest.

The game officially started, and Mingyang served.

It is still his usual style, fast, heavy and ruthless.But those who know him can clearly see that he didn't play this ball seriously at all!Because if he hits the opponent seriously, he won't even have a chance to touch the ball.

It was still the tattooed man who hit him back. He still took a step with his left foot‖ and his body sank slightly. The ball rolled from the middle of the net to the edge of the racket and was whipped out!This time he obviously aimed at the kid who was still a little nervous holding the racket.

The ball flew violently towards the child!If it hits the child's body at this speed, the consequences will be disastrous!

Some people even closed their eyes subconsciously.

However, the originally seemingly fierce ball seemed to be blocked by something suddenly in mid-air. The originally unstoppable force was completely unloaded, and when it fell in front of the child, it was as soft as a slow net ball. Instinctively reacting to swing the racket to catch the ball, the tennis ball landed on the opponent's court.

15 - 0, [-], [-].

The tattooed man seemed to be strangled by someone, he opened his mouth but didn't say anything.

It must have been a mistake, it must have been an accident.He could only comfort himself in this way in his heart, and warned himself that he must give the opponent a little color in the next ball.

Some people at the scene may think it was a mistake like the tattooed man, but there are also people who can see the clue after just one ball.Like Sanada, like watching the moon.

rotate.Naruto applied a complicated rotation to the ball, which not only counteracted the opponent's rotation when returning the ball, but even made the ball fall on the place he calculated as if it could obey his orders.

There are too many factors that will affect the result during the process of hitting the ball to the ground, such as hitting point, speed, strength, wind speed, resistance, hitting posture... and so on. Every factor will cause the result due to subtle deviations. Different, according to the theory, it is impossible to calculate all the data clearly, not to mention the complicated rotation, such a thing, not to mention human beings, even computers may not be able to calculate accurately.It's just that someone can do it.

If a ball can still be said to be a coincidence, then no matter how the opponent hits back, no matter what the ball is changed, when the ball still falls slowly and lightly on Naruto's court, everyone has to admit this terrible fact.

Ming Yang trained the child while catching the ball: "The arc of the swing should be wider!"

"Learn to use the flexibility of your wrist."

"Go back and train your body's sense of balance more."

"Be ruthless when you should be ruthless, and don't hesitate."

"If you get hit back, hit it back, it's nothing special."

Kirihara looked at the kid on the court who was sweating but was swinging his racket with a smile on his face, and couldn't help touching his nose. It seemed that the tasks that he messed up were all replaced by the big devil.

Wentai couldn't help sticking out her tongue, and said to Qieyuan in a low voice: "If I knew it earlier, I might as well let the Great Demon King come with me."

Sanada glanced at the two of them, and they immediately stood at attention, looking at the court seriously.

A game was not played fast, it lasted an hour in total, but not only did no one leave, but more and more people gathered around.When the game officially ended, there was deafening applause outside the court.

The child held the racket and looked at the crowd applauding outside the court for a moment, and then looked at the beautiful big brother who was partnering with him. He really felt that the other party was like magic.

This magic made him rediscover the joy of playing tennis before.It also planted a seed in his heart, and he will also work hard to learn tennis and become as strong as this big brother one day.

Ming Yang smiled and looked at the little gangster opposite him with a look of hatred and a little fear of him: "It's just 20 goals, we're even."

After such a hellish match, and looking at the pinched and deformed tennis ball on the ground, I couldn't help shivering. How dare I get entangled in the money issue, and left one by one in a hurry.

Naruto returned Sanada's new racket to him, shook his arms and complained: "One game has consumed all my energy. Uncle! I'm so hungry."

Before Sanada could answer, he heard a voice say, "Since you're hungry, why don't you let me treat you to dinner? After eating, let's play a friendly match."

Ming Yang looked at the two people walking towards them, glanced at their sportswear, and already guessed their identities.

"Guan Yue and Yanagisawa from St. Rudolph College." Sanada naturally recognized the two: "Why are you here?"

Guanyue smiled slightly, twirling her fingers unconsciously around the broken hair on her forehead, and said, "Just passing by, how about my proposal just now? I'm quite familiar with this area, and I know a few good cafeterias."

And the little monster who was sleeping in Sanada's tennis bag heard the word restaurant, jumped out of the bag and climbed onto Sanada's shoulder, looked at the moon with dark purple eyes, and suddenly jumped up from Sanada's body It's on Guanyue's head.

The author has something to say:

Haha, the little monster jumped on Guan Yue's head, guess what will happen?