Prince of Tennis: Fusion Kaido, Thunder Gossip Polk

Kirihara was speechless. He never expected that Fudomine's current team was enough to threaten Rikkai University.

Looking at the magazine, Kirihara didn't want to admit it, but he had no choice. Finally, he said unwillingly.

"If the minister wasn't here, we wouldn't be afraid of Fudomine!!"

Yagyu Birosi nodded and agreed.

"I also think that the biggest threat at the moment is their minister Lin Feng.

As for the doubles combination.

I don't think it's possible to defeat our Rikkai University."

To play, you need strength!

The skills to see!

The skills to play!

What about the Kyushu duo of Fudomine? They have been disbanded for so many years and no longer have the strength they had before.

And it's not that Birosi is conceited.

The reason why they can win two consecutive championships is not only because of the three giants, but also because the doubles have performed well.

For now, it's hard to tell who is the opponent in the junior high school world.

So, what's the use of just having Lin Feng.

The tennis match in the national competition is a team competition, not an individual competition.

Not panicking at all.

"I think so too.

Anyway, there will be no problem in doubles.

Leave everything to me, hehe."

Marui Bunta blew bubbles and took over Birus' words.

Then he looked at his partner, Jackal Kuwabara, with a relaxed look.

The latter nodded, indicating that everything was fine.

"That's right.

In fact, we don't have to compete with Lin Feng.

As long as we win the doubles and other singles positions, Fudo Peak is nothing to be afraid of!"

Niou Masaharu also joined the conversation, and he smiled very brightly.

At worst, he would go to find Lin Feng.

As long as he is given a little time, Lin Feng will know everything about him.

If it is really necessary.

He can imitate Lin Feng and compete with Lin Feng, which is also a solution.

Masaharu doesn't believe it.

Who else can beat himself?

"Well, that's it, Emperor.

You'd better not take it too seriously and compete with Lin Feng.

It's all for Rikkai University's three consecutive championships."

Yanagi Renji had expected this result long ago, so he had never worried from the beginning.

Now he has the support of his teammates.

He is even more confident.

The premise is that Emperor Genichirō does not take it too seriously.

But, what you fear will come true. Sanada Genichirō pressed down the brim of his hat.

He said seriously.

"If you don't beat Lin Feng, this three consecutive championships will not be complete.

I will beat Lin Feng!!

Leave it to me!!"

Faced with the persistent Genichirō, everyone knew that they could not persuade him at all, so they stopped talking.

...

At the same time.

Lin Feng continued his hellish training the day after the game.

There is still a week before the start of the game.

He asked everyone in Fudo Peak to continue high-intensity training, with the goal of completely crushing them.

There must not be the slightest mistake.

He wants to bring despair to the entire junior high school tennis world, and let everyone remember the Black Army Fudo Peak.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for defeating the original character, the current fusion progress has increased by 3%, and the current total progress is 64%! ]

After closing the system prompt interface, Lin Feng finished the last set of squats.

Started to go to an empty tennis court.

This tennis court.

Although it is located in Tokyo, few people use it.

The first is that the location is too remote, and the second is that it cannot form a climate, so it is impossible to organize wild ball, so it has been abandoned until now.

Lin Feng's purpose of coming here is very simple.

In addition to the hellish training, he also needs to play against the wall every day to develop the habit of swinging the racket.

In this way, whether it is the observation Haki or not.

He can swing the racket subconsciously.

However, the cement wall of this court is full of deep pits.

The entire wall is covered with spider web-like cracks.

If this wall had not been leaning against the small hill behind, it would have collapsed long ago.

And it was Lin Feng who caused all this.

He held the racket and kept hitting the tennis ball, which made a dull sound on the wall.

The whole wall vibrated every time it was hit, and it looked precarious.

Boom! Boom! Boom!!

After hitting the ball several times in a row, Lin Feng suddenly felt someone behind him.

Before he turned around to confirm, he heard an exclamation of amazement.

"Roar~~

You guys are really a monster!!

You can hit the tennis ball like this.

You are the first person I have ever seen, it is really interesting.

How about it, kid.

Play with uncle for a while?"

Listening to this slightly playful but amazing tone, Lin Feng had actually guessed most of it.

He turned around and spoke.

"I didn't expect to meet the legendary warrior here.

And he asked me to play with him.

Okay, it's right"Okay, I'm bored. You're a good opponent."

While talking, the two looked at each other.

At this time, the two sides saw each other face to face for the first time.

Just as Lin Feng guessed, the person who spoke provocatively was the legendary tennis warrior, Echizen Nanjiro, who stood at the top of tennis.

Nanjiro was wearing a monk's robe at this time.

Squatting on a chair, his hands casually inserted into his sleeves, smiling at Lin Feng.

"You are quite arrogant, kid.

Don't think that I, an uncle, am like--"

"--Like your son Ryoma?

Are you shocked just by watching my game? "

Lin Feng smiled evilly and spoke provocatively.

These words made Echizen Nanjiro stunned, and then his eyes flashed with brilliance, exuding a dangerous aura, and he also laughed.

"You little kid.

You are quite bold. I can't believe that I would be stimulated by you.

But, very good! ! !

You did it, let's have a good game! ! "

Echizen Nanjiro jumped into the court.

Then, he walked to the other side of the court.

After taking two steps, he suddenly stopped, looked at his straw sandals, and then looked at the monk's clothes he was wearing.

Finally, he looked at his hands, which were empty.

Turning around, he smiled awkwardly at Lin Feng.

"I, I didn't bring anything.

Or, lend me a racket."

"Where are the sportswear and sneakers?"

Lin Feng asked.

Nanjiro immediately waved his hand and walked towards Lin Feng.

"No, no.

Little ghost, my outfit is enough to deal with you.

Hahahaha! ! "

Lin Feng shrugged.

"As long as you are happy, just don't cry and admit defeat later. "

As he spoke, Lin Feng took out a black racket from his bag, which was exactly the same racket as the one in his hand.

The only difference is that this is an ordinary racket.

Nanjiro took the racket, grabbed the net, and then held the racket, and criticized.

"Boy, you never take care of the racket.

The string is a little loose.

This is not a good way to play. No wonder you held the tennis ball so strangely in the previous game...

Is it because of the racket and skills...

It is also said that this kid's tennis skills need to be improved..."

Nanjiro didn't care much about the racket problem and turned back to his own court.

At this time, he was completely immersed in his own world.

For a long time, he wanted to play a game of tennis, but there was no suitable opponent.

Until he saw Lin Feng's game that day.

He was sure.

Now only Lin Feng can satisfy him!!

With a flash of his eyes, Nanjiro jumped left and right on the court, took out a tennis ball from his pocket and threw it to Lin Feng, waving his hand and shouting!

"Come on! Little devil!!

You kick off!! "