"What did you do?!"

Nanjiro's eyes were full of curiosity and thirst for knowledge.

He wanted to know.

What is the principle that can make the tennis ball stagnate in the air? !

Although it is moving.

No! It is indeed moving, but the speed is very slow.

And all these operations.

It was at the moment when Lin Feng's racket suddenly touched the tennis ball.

The tennis ball began to become weird.

What kind of operation is this.

Nanjiro had never seen it before, so he naturally became very interested.

"Boy!

Tell me, how did you do it?"

Nanjiro asked again.

Because the tennis ball had just flown over the court at this time, he even felt that if he talked for another minute.

This ball might not land on the court.

Interest overcame curiosity, making Nanjiro full of expectations.

"Wait until you can remember this ball.

Uncle!!"

"Call me uncle again!!

Although it's not wrong to say so, I always feel a little awkward to be called uncle by a kid like you."

"Me too.

Uncle, are you a little too self-righteous, calling others kid?"

At this time, Nanjiro realized the problem.

He quickly scratched the back of his head and apologized with an awkward smile.

"Sorry, sorry!!

You kid... My name is Nanjiro Echizen.

What's your name."

Lin Feng said lightly: "Lin Feng."

The two exchanged names.

After Nanjiro stretched out the tail sound and hummed, he continued to look at the extremely slow tennis ball.

But the more he looked, the more anxious Nanjiro became.

Not coming yet!!

Not coming yet!!

Now that the tennis ball has not landed, he can't hit back.

So, he can only watch like this.

Watching and worrying.

After an unknown amount of time, Nanjiro walked back and forth several times before he suddenly saw it.

The tennis ball slowly fell to the landing point.

He smiled happily and was about to catch the ball, but he found something wrong!!

At this moment.

The tennis ball hit the ground, although there was not much noise.

But it caused countless spider web cracks on the court, as if the ground was as fragile as tofu.

Seeing this, Nanjiro hesitated.

The weight of this ball seemed to be more terrible than the heat just now?

"Can this thing really be hit by a human?"

Although hesitant.

Nanjiro was still ready to try.

He quickly held the racket with both hands, and at the moment the tennis ball bounced up, he hit the tennis ball heavily!

This was the strength he poured into his whole body.

Without any reservation.

But, the next second, he felt something was wrong.

The racket did not move at all.

But the tennis ball continued to crash forward according to the established trajectory.

And a terrible rotating force, like a meat grinder, directly brought Nanjiro in.

He realized that something was wrong.

He immediately let go of his hands.

However, it was too late. Nanjiro flew out like a kite with a broken string after spinning in place for a circle! !

Then, he hit the wall behind him heavily.

After the tennis ball flew out of the court at this time.

Suddenly, it fell vertically to the ground like a clockwork.

Seeing this scene.

Nanjiro's face was a little gloomy. He immediately stood up, patted the dust on his body, walked back to the court and asked in a deep voice.

"Lin Feng...

I still don't understand what's going on with your ball."

The tennis ball that can hit him flying.

It has not appeared since fifteen years ago. This ball has been a long time since then.

He used to crave such a monster opponent, but he never saw it due to the limitation of the times. He never saw it until he retired.

Is the wave effect coming?

Nanjiro was very excited. The wave effect he had been waiting for finally came after more than ten years! !

The so-called wave effect.

The popular explanation is that under various iterations, strong competitors continue to emerge in the same era! !

The wave he did not encounter at that time.

Unexpectedly, in the era of Ryoma.

He was happy for Ryoma and felt sorry for himself.

But things have come to this point.

It is more important to enjoy this tennis game.

Of course, he is also interested in knowing how Lin Feng did this ball.

"It doesn't matter if I tell you.

After all, even if you know it, Mr. Nanjiro.

You can't play it."

Nanjiro was stunned. I can't play it? !

But he was still listening to Lin Feng's explanation.

The ball Lin Feng just played was one of his skills, Flame Cloud.

The effect of Flame Cloud.

It is a skill that can make the tennis ball bounce out of the court at an extremely slow speed.

In theory.

It is to use brute force to continuously increase the rotational force to make the tennis ball rub against the air.

The air forms an invisible wall, so the tennis ball canIt will be so slow.

This is also the ball skill produced after the fusion of Kaido.

So the operation is simpler.

And more stable.

Although the speed is very slow, in fact, his power is more terrifying than the heat.

When the opponent feels that this ball is not threatening, the moment he receives the ball, he will feel a power like a tank shell hitting himself hard.

This is the full picture of Yanyun.

It is not a ball skill that everyone can imitate.

After listening to the explanation, Nanjiro realized what Lin Feng meant by "cannot be reproduced".

Indeed, he is not strong enough and can't produce such a strong rotation force.

After thinking for a long time, he couldn't realize it.

Nanjiro scratched his back with a racket and shouted.

"Forget it.

I don't want to play anymore.

It's too tiring to play with you. I can't have fun wearing this outfit today.

Wait until next time.

I'll bring my own equipment and have a good time with you.

How about it, Lin Feng?"

Nanjiro walked slowly to Lin Feng and handed him the racket.

Lin Feng looked at Nanjiro with disdain.

You can think of scratching an itch with a racket. He took out a disposable wet wipe and wiped it.

Nanjiro smiled awkwardly and then changed the subject.

"Next time, let my son challenge you too.

You show that kid some color, hahahaha."

The scene of a loving father and a filial son appeared.

Lin Feng asked back.

"Tomorrow is the match between your son and I, Fudomine.

Why don't you let him play?

But don't worry about me if he gets hurt. I don't care about the severity of my blows and I don't want to play house on the court."

Nanjiro was stunned and then smiled.

"You know it all, Ryoma is my son."

"He's called Echizen, do you think I can guess it?"

"...That's right."

Nanjiro nodded, put his hands in his sleeves again, and spoke slowly.

"But that kid is my greatest masterpiece.

Although he is still growing.

But he may not lose to you."

Lin Feng smiled faintly.

"Why?"

What can Ryoma win? You are obsessed with your son.

"Because of his love for tennis.

Because he can still grow.

And because of the secret training I gave him this time.

How about it, are you interested in having a good fight with that kid?"

Lin Feng didn't answer, after all, Ryoma was no longer his target.

If it weren't for the progress value.

I'm afraid Ryoma would be like other players, he wouldn't even look at him.

But, Nanjiro was interested.

"Then it's settled.

If my son beats you, how about you join a team with me?"

Lin Feng almost laughed.

"What if I win?"

Nanjiro looked up at the sky and thought for a while before speaking.

"Then I'll give you everything I know about tennis, and then we'll subvert the entire tennis world together."

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