The Strongest in Prince of Tennis

Chapter 2 Youth Gakuen

Japan, Tokyo.

Compared to landlocked countries in Asia at the same latitude, Japan, which faces the sea, is much warmer.

In early spring in April, when inland countries at the same latitude still need to wear down jackets to resist the cold, the warmth of spring can already be fully felt here, even if you wear an inch shirt in the outdoor activities, you will not feel cold.

The interior of a single-family villa.

In a corner of the courtyard surrounded by trees, a rectangular open space with a net length of about nine meters is divided into two.

At one end of the open space, a handsome man wearing short shorts and inch-long short hair, showing healthy and streamlined muscles on his arms and calves, holding a net racquet, the tennis ball bounced back from the courtyard wall time and time again. Hit out violently.

“Boom boom boom boom…”

The sound of the tennis ball colliding with the wall was heavy and powerful.

“Ball speed: 192.36km/h.”

“Rotating speed: 152.3r/min.”

“Rebound direction: 13 degrees right.”

“Bouncing height: 0.35m.”

The boy’s eyes are like detectors, and there are constantly changing and flickering data in his consciousness.

This boy is close to 1.7 meters tall, which is no longer short among Japanese adults. Had it not been for his immature face, and the fluff from the corners of his mouth had not been completely removed, few would believe that this man was just a kid who had just graduated from elementary school and was about to enter the first grade of junior high school.

“Brother, brother!”

“ate breakfast!”

A tender and crisp voice suddenly rang.

The racquet in the boy’s hand stopped almost instantly, and the tennis ball bounced off the ground was directly held firmly in his hand.

“So fast tennis, I caught it all at once!”

“Brother is amazing!”

About ten meters away from the teenager, a cute little girl who looked only about nine years old, with double pony tails, and some fat babies looked at the teenager with admiration.

However, the young man was not very satisfied.

Although the speed in tennis is good, the carrying power is also considered strong, but the trajectory of the tennis is relatively simple, and the placement of the tennis on the wall is not completely concentrated…

In general, he has more than enough power and speed to hit the ball, but his skills are not satisfactory!

“Although my body has strengthened, I still have to rely on myself to slowly accumulate skills.”

“One month is still too short.”

“Technology improvements are quite limited.”

The boy frowned slightly.

Of course, although the teenager is very dissatisfied with his tennis skills, he does not underestimate his strength.

On the contrary, he is very confident of his own strength!

As the teenager’s heart moved, a bunch of data appeared in his consciousness out of thin air.

Host name: Shimurasuke (王介).

Host permissions: prospective users.

Detection function: Partially opening.

Other functions: closing.

Host five-dimensional: (speed: 5.2. Strength: 5.3. Physical strength: 5.4. Mental strength: 6.2. Technology: 2. Five-dimensional sum: 24.1)

The five-dimensional sum exceeds 24.

In addition to technology, other single five-dimensional prices have exceeded 5!

Among all the tennis players in Japan’s junior high school, this data is unique. These five dimensions can be regarded as monsters even in the entire junior high school world.

This boy is Wang Jie.

Wang Jie’s name is Shimurasuke now, and his soul entered this body a month ago.

The cute girl not far from Wang Jie is his only sister, Hideko Shimura, who is about to enter the third grade of school.

Holding the tennis ball and racquet, Shimurasuke followed his sister into the house.

After a quick wash, Shimurasuke came to the dining room and sat down. At this time, Shimura’s mother Jiuakko and sister Shimura Hideko were already waiting for him at the table.

It doesn’t take much time to eat breakfast.

“Yingzi, my brother is now a junior high school student, so I can’t go to school with you.”

“Don’t be late in the future.”

Kiyoko Shimura is clearing the table and looks at her little daughter.

“Mom, you don’t need to remind me, I didn’t go to school until the day after I was born.”

“And I’ve never been late, either.”

Hideko Shimura didn’t care.

“That’s because there is a brother who wakes you up on time every day and goes to school with you.” Shimura’s mother said with a smile: “Now it’s different. My brother is going to junior high school now. He can’t go to school with you every day.

“Even if I can’t go to school with my brother, my brother can still come and wake me up in the future.”

“I won’t be late anyway.”

Hideko Shimura hummed indifferently.

While Shimura’s mother was not paying attention, Yingzi made a face quietly, her eyes full of triumph after the success of the small action.

Shimurasuke smiled slightly.

Although it has only been a month since he has mastered this body, Shimurasuke feels very warm. He grew up in an orphanage and is very satisfied with his current family.

Shimurasuke suddenly drowned while surfing on the beach a month ago. Wang Jie entered this body under the arrangement of the strongest system in the universe, and at the same time got the memory in the body.

Shimurasuke’s father is Takeshi Shimura, an executive of a group company. Although he is not the top richest man in Japan, his income is definitely at a rich level.

And Shimura Wuyuan’s company is located in Tokyo, not far from home. Apart from the need to travel these days, Shimura Wuyuan has been able to go home almost every day for the past month.

Shimura Hisako is just in her early thirties this year. She is a Japanese traditional full-time wife with a gentle personality.

Family Harmony.

Life is worry-free.

The warmth and affection from the family made Wang Jie, who had grown up in an orphanage, very satisfied.

This is also an important reason why he has integrated into the Shimura family in a short time and has a sense of identity with his current identity.

After eating breakfast and resting for about five minutes, Shimurasuke left home to go to school.

Today is his first day in junior high school.

“Goodbye, brother.”

At the entrance of the yard, you can continue to enjoy the two-day vacation. The lovely Yingzi, who can easily stay at home, waved goodbye to Shimurasuke.

“Yingzi, goodbye!”

Shimurasuke also smiled and waved, a tennis bag hanging behind him.

“Seigaku… The best result in the first and second grades was only the top four in the Kanto Contest? Do you have to wait for the arrival of Echizen Ryoma to enter the national contest?”

“This kind of thing can never happen again!”

Shimurasuke’s mouth curled up. *