Tennis: A Rough Start Byodoin Hoo

Mamoru Inoue left the venue of the Tokyo Competition after Hyotei's game.

Came to Echizen's house with the video of Shiba Saori just now.

"Dong dong dong"

"Who?"

A beautiful girl with long black hair opened the door.

"Mr. Inoue, why are you here? Come in quickly."

Inoue Mamoru scratched his head.

"I'm really sorry for disturbing you, Miss Nanako. Is Nanjiro-senpai at home?"

This girl is Echizen Nanjiro's niece, Echizen Nanako.

She is a very gentle and beautiful girl.

Echizen Nanako said as he led Inoue Mamoru through the door:

"Uncle, he is ringing the bell in the temple behind. You can go there by yourself and I will make tea for you."

Inoue Mamoru arrived at the temple behind Echizen's house with ease.

Wearing a black monk's robe and barefoot, Echizen Nanjiro held an unhealthy girl's magazine in one hand and supported his head with the other.

Lying on the floor and yawning boredly.

"Nanjiro-senpai, please forgive me for taking the liberty of visiting."

Echizen Nanjiro raised his head and glanced at Inoue Mamoru, then turned around and continued reading his magazine.

"It's you, why do you come to see me?"

Mamoru Inoue took out the camera from his bag and put it in front of Echizen Nanjiro.

"Nanjiro-senpai, today is the day of the Tokyo Competition. I went to the venue and took a very interesting video. I want you to take a look."

Echizen Nanjiro scratched the messy beard on his chin and said boringly.

"What's so exciting about a junior high school student's game? A group of kids are playing house."

Indeed, as a legend in world tennis, Echizen Nanjiro is qualified to say this.

Even after retiring from tennis for twenty years, his strength has not deteriorated much.

But now he puts all his energy into raising his son Echizen Ryoma.

Inoue Mamoru knelt down in front of Echizen Nanjiro and said in a very serious tone:

"Mr. Nanjiro, this boy is extraordinary. I have been a reporter for so many years, and this is the first time I have seen such amazing skills in a junior high school game."

"If you want Ryoma to reach the top of the tennis world in the future, then there is no doubt that this boy will be one of the strong opponents Ryoma must face."

Echizen Nanjiro became interested.

Although Inoue Mamoru's strength is average, he still has good eyesight after being a reporter for so many years.

The young man who could make him say these words also made him a little bit interested.

"Put it out and show me."

Inoue Mamoru was overjoyed and pulled up the video in one operation.

When I first watched it, I didn't really care about Echizen Nanjiro.

After all, a camera is a camera and cannot detect subtle differences like the naked eye.

It's just serve that can't be captured by the camera. As long as the ball speed reaches a certain limit, it can be done.

Otherwise, during large-scale competitions, Hawkeye cameras would not be used specifically to shoot them.

It is because of this that many professional players can do it.

But later on, after Inoue Mamoru specially sent Whisper of the Wind, he stayed next to Tachibana Jippei, and after a game, Tachibana Jippei was a close-up of the ten black spots around him.

Echizen Nanjiro's eyes became serious, he sat up straight and stared at the screen.

"Go back to the beginning."

Inoue Mamoru did as he was told.

One minute later.

"Go back again!"

One minute later.

"Fall again!"

In this way, Echizen Nanjiro watched the serve game between Kamishiro Ao and Tachibana Yoshihei more than ten times.

The expression on his face became more and more solemn, and he no longer looked as careless as before.

Mamoru Inoue looked at Echizen Nanjiro who was deep in thought and couldn't help but ask:

"Mr. Nanjiro, have you seen the secret of the young man named Whispering Wind?"

Echizen Nanjiro sighed leisurely.

"There are talented people from generation to generation. To be honest, even I can't understand this skill called Wind Whisper."

Mamoru Inoue was shocked.

"How could it happen, Mr. Nanjiro? You are a legend in the world of tennis."

In Inoue Mamoru's eyes, Echizen Nanjiro has long been deified.

He was an idol he had admired deeply since he was a student.

Although he also feels that Kamishiro Ao's serve is magical, it doesn't mean that even Echizen Nanjiro can't figure out the secret, right?

Echizen Nanjiro shook his head.

"This is an unsolvable serve. The principle is very simple. It is to stop the tennis ball from bouncing after it hits the ground."

"But I've never seen anyone do it to this extent."

Inoue Mamoru's eyes widened and he retorted:

"But in professional tennis matches, isn't this kind of unsolvable technique that doesn't bounce very common?"

Mamoru Inoue is a loyal fan of tennis and often watches the duels between professional tennis players.

He has seen no less than ten of these non-bounce ball skills.

Echizen Nanjiro, fixed the video at the moment when Whisper of the Wind landed.

"A tennis ball that doesn't bounce is not a solution for the profession."

"The court is not glass. As long as the tennis ball is still moving, there is a possibility of it leaving the ground. Professional players will seize this fleeting opportunity to fight back."

"However, this boy's tennis ball is just spinning in place, so there is absolutely no possibility of a counterattack."

"But, how on earth did he do it?"

"That kind of ball speed that can't even be captured by a camera actually completely eliminates the inertia of the ball after it hits the ground."

"It's like there is a big invisible hand pressing on the ball to prevent it from bouncing."

"However, this kind of skill that requires ultra-high technology and instant explosive power of the arm must be very heavy on the arm, right?"

As we all know, the more powerful the skill, the more serious the consumption.

Inoue Mamoru: "Well, this boy has served twelve balls in three rounds and has been using this skill."

Echizen Nanjiro pulled the video to the back without believing it.

Oh, it's true.

"This kid's physical fitness is also outrageous. He has served twelve times in a row and he still looks like a normal person."

"Just by relying on this serve, I can hold the three rounds of serve firmly in my hands. It's not easy. How do you say that you lose half of the game in a meeting?"

"Uncle, what are you talking about?"

Echizen Nanako came over pouring three cups of hot tea.

Inoue Mamoru took the hot tea handed over by Echizen Nanako with both hands and explained:

"I'm talking to Nanjiro-senpai about a genius boy."

Echizen Nanako became interested and sat next to Echizen Nanjiro.

"Who is it? Is it more powerful than Ryoma?"

Echizen Nanjiro picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

"Just judging from the boy's serve, this boy's strength is not comparable to that of Ryoma now."

"Both his technique and ball control are top-notch."

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Bring me some flowers, guys, I'm still just shy of breaking the 100,000 mark. I'll add another chapter for you later.