The Strongest Owner In Prince of Tennis

Nanjiro stood still, looking blankly at the location where the ball was hit.

His face was full of shock.

He obviously hides the blind spot perfectly, and the other party can still find it.

What is this vision?

"Mr. Nanjiro, although you hide the blind spots perfectly, your body will not deceive. According to your bones, muscles and five senses, I can see through your blind spots."

At this time, Lin Feng's voice came from a distance.

Hearing what Lin Feng said, there was no accident on Nanjiro's face with a touch of horror.

See through dead corners based on the five senses of skeletal muscles?

This kid is able to do this.

At the World Open, Nanjiro had seen some tennis players with very unique eyesight. They could judge other people's blind spots based on their opponents' actions and musculoskeletal conditions.

But it was the first time he had heard of it by judging blind spots through five senses.

"Unexpectedly, you are not only ridiculously strong, but your eyesight to see through other people's blind spots is also so strong.

Nanjiro praised Lin Feng.

Hearing that, Lin Feng smiled unconvincingly, and then said.

"That said, but Mr. Nanjiro, your strength should be more than that, show your true strength, otherwise this game will be too boring.

Although Nanjiro's performance just now was very good, but Lin Feng knew. This is not his true strength.

Able to write tennis myths and become a legendary samurai Echizen Nanjiro, Lin Feng does not believe that he has this strength.

This man definitely hides something.

"Your eyesight is really strong. As you wish, then I will not have any reservations.

As soon as Nanjiro's voice fell, the whole person's momentum changed drastically.

The racquet in the hand feels like a sharp samurai sword.

That is the breath of a samurai.

"Have you finally shown your real strength?"

Feeling the fierce aura on Nanjiro's body, Lin Feng couldn't help passing a touch of excitement in his eyes.

That's interesting.

"Shoun Lang, this is all the strength of my samurai Nanjiro. You are the first person in this world to force my true strength. Even if you lose, you are also proud of."

A simple sentence fully explained the domineering of the samurai Nanjiro.

Even when this man reaches middle age, he still has the same demeanor that he had in the past.

"Fail? That's not necessarily true."

Lin Feng gave a joking smile.

At this time, Nanjiro's body was already jumping, his posture was completely different from before.

"Wow.

An extremely harsh sound suddenly sounded in the air, and the tennis ball was killed from the opposite side.

The speed of the ball is amazing.

Lin Feng's eyes condensed, his skill eyes opened instantly.

Nanjiro's ball speed, power and number of spins immediately came to Lin Feng's mind.

"It's a good serve, but I'm sorry, it's a bit short of trying to score.

Lin Feng said in a deep voice, and took three steps to the right.

He raised his right hand backwards, and then suddenly swung his pat, knocking Nanjiro's serve back.

"Shoun Lang, I will score with 7 goals next.

Nanjiro said while running swiftly on the court.

"Is it an absolute preview? But it's useless to me."

Lin Feng smiled, then said to the samurai Nanjiro.

"No, it's 8 goals."

"It's not enough to be pretentious."

Nanjiro quickly rushed to the side of the ball, and the racquet in his hand was like a samurai sword.

Then Lin Feng hit the ball back.

Broken pieces.

The fierce percussive sound was continuously uploaded from the court, unconsciously Lin Feng and Nanjiro had already matched six goals.

"Shoun Lang, the seventh goal is next.

Nanjiro quickly rushed to the net, aiming at an absolutely dead corner behind Lin Feng on the right side.

With his feet facing the ground, he hid suddenly, and Nanjiro's body jumped directly from the ground.

An extremely powerful smash hit the ball to the dead corner.

The ball really hit the blind spot as Nanjiro expected.

But at the moment of landing, he returned to Lin Feng's side.

"what?

Nanjiro's face changed drastically.

In that case, he could control the spin of the ball.

Lin Feng held the racquet tightly with his right hand, and then chop horizontally.

The tennis ball flew towards Nanjiro's right.

"I want to use the short ball, I think too much about scoring, Shonen Lang."

After landing from the air, Nanjiro immediately rushed to the right, ready to take the ball.

But the next moment, his face changed.

The tennis ball did not bounce up after landing, instead it rolled back to the net.

………For flowers…

30:0

"Zero short ball.

Nanjiro's face was startled.

The opponent is standing so far away from the net that he can make a zero short shot.

Of course, this is not what shocked Nanjiro the most.

What shocked him most was that it was really as he had just said.

Scored on the eighth goal.

His absolute prediction was broken by this young man unexpectedly.

"Keep on serving, Mr. Nanjiro."

Lin Feng said lightly, then turned and retreated to the backcourt.

Nanjiro looked at Lin Feng solemnly. Although the other person's figure is not tall, the pressure on him is as heavy as a mountain.

The game continued after this, and it seemed that he was forced to be somewhat dissatisfied with his absolute prediction.

0....0

Nanjiro continued to use the limit of radiance in the next game.

But obviously, Nanjiro was beaten in the face again.

His absolute prediction was breached by the opponent again.

The score was expanded from the original 1:0 to 2.0.

In the game just now, Nanjiro scored one point at the beginning, but didn't even get a point afterwards.

That kind of strong pressure made Nanjiro's breathing difficult.

From Nanjiro's contact with the professional network to the present, it can be said that this is the most difficult game he has played.

The key opponent is still a teenager.

This made Nanjiro feel depressed for a while.

Nanjiro even wondered if there was a monster living in the opponent's body, otherwise, how could he possess such terrifying strength.

"Next, just use one ball.

At this time, Lin Feng's voice came from the opposite side.

Just a few simple words shocked Nanjiro's heart in vain.

Is it an absolute preview again?

However, Nanjiro smiled suddenly when he heard the opponent say to use a ball.

"Shoun Lang, I admit that you are very strong, but it is impossible to score with one goal.

After the game just now, Nanjiro has adapted to Lin Feng's serve. Although the speed is fast, as long as he gets serious, he can go back.

Even if the opponent's absolute prediction is very accurate, Nanjiro does not think that the opponent can score a goal.

(This is the third update. There is one update before twelve o'clock. The codeword is at full speed. It will never be lower than four changes every day).

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