The Prince of Tennis

"Nine-petal flying saucer pile of meaty Donkey Kong, I tell you, you can find it like this in Japan, you can't find me such a meaty string of Zhouzheng," Li Xiliang said and began to digress. , The topic was a few light-years away, "How is it, is your heart touched? I tell you, how many people come to buy it at a big price, I did not agree. ┡┡Ω novel Δ Although you hit It is impossible for me to win, but even if I promise you verbally, it will give you a big deal, you..."

"Okay, okay, I know your collection is extraordinary, but can I trouble you to play tennis seriously!" Fujimine watched Li Xiliang's mouthful of running the train, as if it didn't blow until it got dark, full of black lines.However, the ball under his hand did not change at all, and it still hit Fujimine's right hand with a steady and accurate shot. This strength is simply incredible.Fujimine doesn't know if Minami Jiro can do it, but other than Minami Jiro, the guys who play seriously in the Prince of Tennis certainly can't do it.

"It's okay, you can't beat me anyway, just talk like that?" Li Xiliang just drank two sips of wine, a little bit on his head, although mentally clear, he couldn't help but want to talk more, "I will tell you The truth is, I hold this string of diamonds, but the great monk of Zhengyin Temple bet to lose to my family's ancestors. It's amazing. I don't know how many years of Buddha's light blessing. It was only then deceived by my ancestors...Please come back. Back then, as long as you had heard of the Buddha, you had to knock one at this hand. Now it's breaking feudalism. It's cheap for you..."

"No, I'm a dry hand, and I can't take King Kong." There is no reason to talk to a drunk person, even if this person is only slightly drunk.Anyway, the ball that Li Xiliang hit was not spinning at all, and it landed directly under his right-hand racket. As long as he swings the racket, he can hit the ball back. Fujimine simply doesn’t make any sense to him, and follows Li Xiliang’s words. : "My hand-made King Kong, the patina is very bright, but the color has not changed at all. It looks particularly firewood. If you really give it to me, it will be regarded as a waste to you."

"Then you return the walnuts... Give it back to me, and I will send you a bunch of sea yellows." Li Xiliang hiccups as he said.It's not easy to find Zhongguo's wine in Japan. What's more, the small shop he was in just now, listening to Li Xiliang's introduction that the owner didn't seem like a business-conscious person, so naturally he wouldn't buy it specially.However, Japanese sake is especially known for its long-lasting vigor. Li Xiliang was only slightly enthusiastic at first, and wanted to say a few more words, but now he started to feel a little hot.

"Do you know Haihuang? Hainan...Huanghuali! I don't know! You don't know how to understand it personally. I tell you that Hainan’s huanghuali is the best, and it’s not grown in Vietnam...no ,they……"

"That's great, this guy. I guess he can't even walk in a straight line, and he can hit the ball so accurately under my feet, and make all my attacks difficult to get past the thunder pool. This guy won't take a big shot. The champions have blinded him to his tennis skills." Fujimine looked at Li Xiliang who was talking on the opposite side, and couldn't help but start to admire his strength in a low voice.

Fujimine's admiration is not fake.He has already used all his special tricks, such as stopping and hammering, first-line forwards, clouding hands with white cranes to spread their wings, and three-rings to cover the moon, which can be said to be the tricks of pressing the bottom of the box.

However, it was useless.

Regardless of which direction the ball flew, no matter how fast the ball, how powerful the ball, Li Xiliang headed the racket together, all disappeared, as if someone was gently placing his hand on the surface of his racket net.Moreover, the ball he hits, without any spin, just bounced straight toward the racket in Fujimine's hand.

You must know that if it is a normal shot, no matter what, the shot will have a spin.It is a very clever technique to be able to counteract the rotation of the ball through a special technique, and to play a ball that does not spin at all. This is a very clever technique. The tree in the hexagonal middle school even had to use this hand to force a breakthrough, and use it to wipe the back of the tennis ball and the racket. , This is how to hit his return shot.

But that's a trick that the tree has been practicing for an unknown amount of time, and the tree in the hexagon is definitely a great powerhouse.But Li Xiliang stood in place, swinging his racket at will, and he could do such a thing. It was incredible.

"There is no way, I thought this guy is a connoisseur in national martial arts, tennis is only a half-hearted, I didn't expect it to be so strong. I am a professional tennis player, if I lose to this amateur, wouldn't it be too embarrassing!" With a sudden heart movement, his eyes closed slightly, and he fell asleep deeply.

This is the realm of Sleeping God.

Although Fujimine, who had just finished the game, was not very tired because of the compass, but in any case, his necrotic nerves still made him feel exhausted.If you say you don't want to sleep, you can still hold it, but if you say you want to sleep, you definitely sleep as you say you sleep.

So Fujimine fell asleep.

In the state of Sleeping God, Fujimine's strength soared by a geometric multiple, even if Sanada was in a head-to-head duel, he didn't get it right.This is Fujimine's last trick. The first time it appeared was the state of Sleeping God in the most critical situation. Fujimine has reason to believe that Li Xiliang can definitely be beaten.

When Fujimine fell asleep, his apparent consciousness was asleep, relying only on his subconscious and instinct to drive his body, just like the Echizen state of selflessness. After entering, he did not have the slightest consciousness.His last thought before he fell asleep was "It would be fine if I could wake up, and see if this stinky guy is ugly".

Then Fujimine woke up as expected.

He didn't know what was going on. He was clearly sleeping, but he seemed to suddenly see a Tai Chi picture lit up in the dark.The black and white yin and yang fish bite their heads and tails and turn, as if to spin the whole world into nothingness.

Fujimine felt his arm twist unconsciously. He opened his eyes and saw the ball hitting the racket. Instead of bouncing, he stopped spinning on the racket.The power of rotation even turned with his own racket.The ball drives the racket, the racket drives the wrist, and the wrist drives the arm. In the end, even Fujimine's whole person has to be taken in place and rotated twice.

"Did you see it? It's called Tai Chi," Li Xiliang saw Fujimine wake up again and stopped playing. He threw the racket, and the racket landed precisely in his racket bag.Smiled at Fujimine, and said, "Do you know anything?" (To be continued.)