"Prince Xiaoren?"
Mentian raised his head in surprise.
He was very interested in this kid's unique training method. Some time ago, he even wanted to fight with King Ren with the idea of giving pointers to his juniors, but King Ren rejected him.
In King Ren's opinion, his current tennis skills were enough to crush Menda. He had too many things on him that he had never seen before, and he would exhaust Kouta to death.
Menda had a wealth of tennis experience, but he was not much worse than Menda in his second life. In addition, he had seen the world of tennis, so he had an advantage over Menda in these aspects.
If that was the case, then there was no point in this competition. It was for these reasons that he had rejected Mentian.
But now, he couldn't find a more suitable candidate. He urgently needed to vent his anger, so he could only find this warm-hearted uncle to be his sparring partner.
"Uncle…I met with some trouble on my way here.”
King Ren didn't hide anything, nor did he say it directly, so Mentian naturally understood what he meant.
"Did something happen?" Mentian's expression turned serious." If you need to vent, then come."”
He was just like that. If he could help the younger generation, he would definitely do his best to help. The current tennis world had developed to this point because of the many people who had silently shone and flourished.
"Then I'll be the referee."
Seeing that Mentian was no longer in a hurry, another person also came to join in the fun.
"Thank you."
King Ren bowed slightly in gratitude. Then, he took the racket and walked toward the court step by step.
Menda took out his racket again and walked to his own half of the court. He was looking forward to this kid.
"One game to decide the winner.”
It wasn't as troublesome as an official competition. The referee could decide on these things casually, and it was also a method that everyone agreed on.
He threw the ball high up into the air and stared at the tennis ball. He bent his legs, jumped up, and hit the ball.
Bang!
Now, King Ren didn't carry any weights outside. His body couldn't bear it yet. According to his estimation, his body, which was still growing rapidly, could probably carry some weights without hurting his body when he was in the third year of junior high school.
Coupled with the complicated thoughts in his heart, King Ren unconsciously used his full strength. The speed of the ball seemed to be about 207 or 208.
Bang!
Without the slightest pause, the tennis ball immediately flew back at almost the same speed. When Ren Wang hit the ball, Menda already knew the path of the ball, and his entire body was ready to go.
After the ball made contact with the racket and separated from it, Mentian's body gently moved toward the ball's landing point. He was neither anxious nor impatient. Coupled with the perfect hitting movements that had been formed over the decades, it made King Ren feel an indescribable sense of beauty.
Bang!
At the other end of the club, a kid who was about the same age as Prince Ren saw the situation and made a call.
At the same time, the three of them who had planned to buy some tennis equipment were passing by. Liu, who was walking on the right, received a call.
"The person you asked me to pay attention to is playing in the club!”
……
Bang!
"3 to 3! Both sides are tied!"
King Ren didn't use any spiritual power skills. He just used some moves from time to time and then relied on his body and tennis experience to fight head-on with Mentian.
"Hu…Hu…"
Prince Ren was sweating profusely. He was in stark contrast to Mentian, who was no longer at his peak, but had not been affected at all.
"Tsk tsk…King Ren is completely suppressed.”
In a corner on the second floor of the club, the trio suddenly appeared.
Not to mention others, King Ren knew this better than anyone else. Although the score was rising, he was being suppressed.
The only thing King Ren felt about Mentian's tennis was…discomfort!
The landing point of each tennis ball was not the most difficult place for him to catch, but every time he caught the ball, he felt uncomfortable all over! No matter how hard he tried, he could always be easily returned by Menda. Once Menda felt that he couldn't catch it, he wouldn't even try to catch it. The difference in stamina would only grow.
"Although I don't know tennis, I've heard them talk about it. Although Menda's tennis skills did not seem to be lethal, his years of tennis experience had given him a lot of tricks to play to his full potential.”
"Mr. Menda knows where the ball is. When he catches the ball, his opponent's muscles will clash, making the shot more laborious than usual. Your friend fell into this trap.”
There was another person around Liu's age. This was the friend he had mentioned at the beginning. This club was run by his family.
" Rich tennis experience…"
The three of them were deep in thought.
Puff…
During the halftime interval between the two teams, King Ren sat on the bench and drank some water to relax.
His current physical condition was something he had never encountered since his rebirth. Because he had experienced too much, he valued his body too much. There were many things that he did not dare to use.
Even his physical strength and endurance were calculated accurately. He tried his best not to let his body be in a negative state.
Now, he had the qualifications to do so in the middle school competition. He could kill many people with his spiritual power alone. He did not need to use his full strength.
However, like today, once he abandoned something, King Ren felt helpless.
The ultimate move of spiritual power was not omnipotent. There were many players in the world who could restrain or ignore spiritual power.
What should he do when he met other people?
Was he still going to take the mainstream route?
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