Net King Returns to the First Generation

"Straight-line skills with a large distance between hands, behind-the-back skills evolved from two-hand skills, and foot power that can catch up to any ball..." In the high place of the auditorium, among the people who came to collect information, someone with The hedgehog-headed boy with black-rimmed glasses was holding a notebook and writing while talking to himself.

And the young man with a gentle smile who came beside him looked at the slightly weird scene: on one side was Hiroshi Wakato who was still insisting on imitating Hewitt, and on the other was Nioh who simply "transformed" into Hewitt Masaharu...well, that's really Nioh Masaharu?

"It's really interesting." The boy couldn't help but said with a smile.

If it is not really capable, it is impossible to make this level of imitation.

But this sentence is not quite right for the following two people.

For Ruo Renjun in Chengcheng Shonan, the degree of imitation is already good enough.But after Nioh said "only to this extent"...

Fuji Zhousuke's smile deepened: Lihai University is indeed an interesting place.

This year, they will have a chance to fight against Li Hai, right?

I once met Nioh once, but my impression of Nioh was still that of "a stubborn brother who loves my younger brother". Suddenly, I felt that it was a pity that I didn't take that opportunity to really get to know Nioh.

Seems like an interesting guy.

It's a pity that Ruo Renhong in the venue didn't think so.

Every ball is played very hard, but as long as I try my best to catch it-this is obviously a good thing, so why, the pressure in my heart is getting bigger and bigger?The speed of running can no longer be increased, and the strength is also...

Wait, wait, this ball? !

"0-1, wonby Nioh."

"How...how did this happen." The rest area in Chengcheng Shonan was very dignified.

"That Nioh Masaharu..." Kajimoto Takahisa silently clenched his fists. He turned his head and glanced at Lihaida's relaxed rest area, with no surprise on his face. Sitting on the coach's bench, his next move Opponent, Yukimura Seiichi.

They originally thought that even if they were to lose, Ruoren could pose a considerable threat to King Ren.

This so-called "phantom", obviously shouldn't be such a trick? !

Is this a rapid evolution within half a year, or was last year's national competition just hidden clumsiness? !

Serve was not saved...

Takahisa Kajimoto, a second-year student who had just become a minister, went to see their coach in a panic, and the confident smile on Huacun's face on the coach's bench disappeared.

She originally thought that Ruo Renjun's natural talent for imitation was already a unique talent.

But it turns out, is there a better talent? !

Nioh-kun...

She looked at the figure that was clearly Hewitt on the field, and the steady and oppressive spiritual power that could be felt by concentrating, and she couldn't help but salivate in her eyes.

"Lihai is big! We must win! Lihai is big! We must win!"

A boy who is only 13 years old, no matter how much he imitates, the difference in height and strength is obvious.

Nioh can use the misleading of mental power and experience to fill such a gap, but the real 13-year-old Ruoren Hiroshi obviously cannot do it.

Obviously he was the "best opponent" he chose to prepare for the opponent, but in the end he became his opponent...

"0-2, wonby Nioh."

Ruo Renhong gritted his teeth, and chose to give up Hewitt as an imitation object after he dropped the second round neatly.

He couldn't believe it, King Ni could imitate so many people!

This is obviously his confidence!

Ruorenhong took off his hat and stuffed it back into his pocket.

He half lowered his head and snapped his fingers again: "Transform."

"Allright." This time the echo was much weaker.

Nioh stood up straight, and everyone just felt dazed, Hewitt's figure disappeared, and Nioh Masaharu's wickedly handsome face reappeared in front of everyone: "Aren't you going to get rid of such fancy movements? Puff."

"Who is this time again?" The young man stretched out his right hand to grab his braid and stroked it lightly. The natural arrogance in his words and eyebrows spread throughout the venue, making the man who was standing behind Ruo Renhong ready to cheer for him. The girls blushed unknowingly.

Ruo Renhong didn't answer.

His expression changed again.

But Niwang's playful expression was so obvious that everyone followed him and focused their eyes on Ruorenhong.

This pose...

"Peter Sampras?" It was Hiroshi Wakato's serve. Nioh stood there and glanced at the tennis ball that hit the ground at high speed. Instead of catching it, he sighed: "You really don't know how to change the game. .”

Peter Sampras is the top all-around player in the world today.

When it comes to technical level, he is even better than the previous Rayden Hewitt, and his record on clay courts is particularly outstanding.

"Can it be imitated to such an extent..." Reporter Inoue of Tennis Weekly said to himself in shock.

And his assistant is not the later Saori.

Oda, who is in the stage of discussing marriage, has been an assistant reporter for several years. Even if he didn't know much about tennis at the beginning, he has developed a good eye until now.She didn't care about her boss's shock: "Even if the imitation is so powerful, but his opponent is Nioh-kun, isn't he?"

"That's right." Inoue sighed.

Facing Nioh Masaharu, the player known as "the most terrifying fraudster", the previous Hewitt's "Phantom" can be said to be perfect, so, this time, Sampras...

"Pfft." Niwang showed a somewhat bored expression, "You should also learn to stop when enough is enough."

He stepped to the side, and at the same time he lowered his body, his figure was blurred again.

Everyone felt their eyes dazzled, and once again, the figure of King Ni disappeared, replaced by "Peter Sampras" they were discussing.

"I always feel that at this point, I won't be surprised no matter what he does." Taki, who was holding the camera's tripod, said to Shinobu and Yueren beside him with a blank face.

And Shinozu and Yue Ren nodded in agreement.

As far as Nioh himself is concerned, Sampras is simpler than Hewitt.

Don't mention the technical gap between the two, just talk about the technical direction. His tennis style is closer to Sampras.

And Sampras is younger than Hewitt. He has never played against Sampras in his previous life, but he has some contact time-not the national team game, but to cheer for the junior player's professional game .

He also had a signed photo of Sampras in his previous life, the group photo version.

Of course, this kind of thing doesn't need to be told to the poor imitation guy on the other side.

People who just practice in front of the video tape look like imitators, and their technical level is essentially two-dimensional.

It's not a bad thing to imitate the advantages of professional players, everyone actually does it, but imitating so arrogantly and righteously - it's very unflattering.

Nioh used the weight of his load to throw down a heavy smash.

When he landed, he turned his head and glanced at Ruo Renhong, who was acting a little bit out of his mind: "Is that the end? It's really disappointing."

Speaking Japanese while wearing Sampras' skin, no one thought there was anything wrong.

"0-3, wonby Nioh."

"Isn't this style okay..." Ruo Renhong gritted his teeth and muttered.

He still doesn't believe in evil: how could someone be able to make so many top players in the world exactly the same?That guy is also a sophomore!

Even Li Haida...

How can Li Haida be so demonic? !

"Is that guy going to change his style every game..." Marui popped a bubble.He took a paper towel and spit out the tasteless bubble gum in it, and then took a new one and threw it into his mouth: "It doesn't look pleasing to the eye."

"That's right, doing such a thing in front of King Ni..." Liu Sheng looked thoughtfully at King Ni who had transformed back into himself and smiled brighter: "Now I'm really angry."

"I'm quite angry looking at it." Marui put his hands behind his head, "Sampras is my favorite player!"

"This time it's Andrew Agassi." Liu stared at Ruorenhong, frowning slightly.

Maori finally sat up from his chair: "What?! Andrew Agassi?!"

"Is it your favorite tennis player, Senior Maori?" Liu thought about the information in the information book.

Mao Li patted the back of the chair and stood up: "Little King Ren, why are you playing so leisurely?! Haven't you finished the preparations yet?!"

Nioh was originally brewing emotions, and he was a bit dumbfounded when he was interrupted by Maori: it was the first time he had seen the Maori senior who had always been at ease (lazy) showing such an excited look.

Are you a returning genius...

Taking into account the psychological factors of senior Maori, Nioh decided not to follow the phantom of Ruoren Jun opposite to become Andrew Agassi this time.

Even if they are similar, in essence, when his [Phantom] is aimed at these world's top professional players, there is still a big gap.Besides, it's not his style to always follow the pace of others.

The pressure is enough, at least, Ruoren Hongjun on the opposite side, even if he has been changing styles, in fact, he is already in chaos, right?

The mental capacity is not good, it is not good.

King Ren shrugged: "Ah, I was urged by the senior, it seems that I can't be so leisurely."

"But I don't want to do this kind of phantom anymore. It's boring to follow your rhythm all the time, right?" He asked back, ignoring the words written one by one by the friends on the sidelines, "What nonsense are you talking about? Who is following who?" The pace of the show" face: "I think, I still have to show my own characteristics."

"Let you see what the real 'Phantom of King Nio' means. You are the first outsider to see this trick, you are quite lucky, pooh." The teammates of Lihai University's main school are not counted, they are their own people .

Nioh silently switched the racket to his right hand.

His eyes were stained with a smile again, and his eyes clearly stayed on Sanada for a while.

So Sanada had a bad feeling.

"Speaking of which, thanks to Minister Yukimura, I've been the most proficient in this lately." King Ni shook his head, and in an instant, the figure on the field was blurred again.

Everyone was still in a daze, wondering who would they become if they didn't become Agassiz, and at the same time they were completely puzzled by Nioh's words.

In an instant, the information fed back from the eyes to the brain made them stunned.

this is--

Sanada? !

Sanada in the rest area turned dark as expected.