Netwang: The newborn Renwang

Although everyone is very strong, they have not really experienced the era of the explosion of tennis geniuses and geeks.

Or rather, they are experiencing it without knowing it.

“Do you believe that some people can play tennis for most of the year and outperform their current Maori predecessors?”

Renwang stalled his hands.

“Hey, Renwang, why are you using me as an example?”

Maori ran his hair and expressed his dissatisfaction.

“Because I don’t know what Yukimura’s specific strength is now.”

“……”

So I became a unit of measurement?

Wrong.

Maori suddenly reacted.

Nioh means… It is very likely that Yukimura’s strength has surpassed himself?

In this moment, Maori felt that the feelings in his heart were complicated, but only fleeting.

Even he didn’t know what that complicated feeling was.

Much later, when he remembered what he felt at that moment today, he suddenly understood.

That’s him, hidden in his heart, that little bit of desire for tennis.

“Even a year is too short, right?”

Even if it was what King Ni said, Sanada couldn’t help but question himself.

If there are really people who can achieve this level in a year, then what is the point of their hard training?

“Some people are naturally suitable for playing tennis.” Renwang’s voice was a little trance, “But… The sweat we shed will definitely have the meaning of their existence. ”

“Talent is a must. But as long as you reach the qualifying line, you have a chance to go to the top. ”

“Are you stingy with that little bit of sweat?”

Renwang looked at Sanada with burning eyes.

It was not that he spoke to stabilize Sanada, but a fact that everyone recognized.

Especially in Germany, which has completed eight consecutive youth World Cup hegemonies, it has done very well in this regard.

Although it is inevitable that some people lose their aura, it has also opened up the way for some people to reach the top.

Talent is the stepping stone to tennis, this is undeniable, but as long as it reaches a certain level, other parts can be made up, at least not separated by heaven.

“I’ve never been afraid of sweat.”

After speaking, Sanada lowered the brim of his hat, not knowing what he was thinking.

Everyone else fell silent, not knowing if it was because of Sanada’s words or because of Nio’s words.

Murakami looked at Renwang stunned.

That kind of person… Does it really exist?

So…… Your own decision is correct, right?

Yokoo and Murakami looked at each other, and suddenly they both smiled, but the smiles of both of them were a little bitter.

This is a secret that belongs to the two of them.

Renwang closed his eyes again and leaned against the back of his chair.

Some words, some things, he is actually very entangled in his heart.

However, if you want everyone to really go further, you must say and do.

The reason why he is entangled is not that everyone is too weak, on the contrary, it is because their talent and strength are strong to a certain extent.

The more this happens, sometimes the harder it is to accept something.

Every era has its own protagonist, and he will give everything he has and take everyone to become a part of it.

For example, Echizen Ryoma, such as Kintaro Toyama, such as Yakutsu, such as Tezuka, such as Byodoin, such as Oni Jujiro…

Zeus, Noah, Reinhardt, Borg, Amadeus, Q.P., Medanore….

In the future era, there are too many protagonists, and it is too difficult to earn a place in them.

So, there are some things that everyone has to go through.

As for Murakami and Yokoo ….

The smile just now did not hide from King Ren.

But there was nothing he could do about it.

As he just said, if there is a certain talent, you can also strive to make up for it, but if the talent is really insufficient, giving up may be the best choice.

It’s brutal.

Fortunately, they grew up in Lihai.

So, probably, probably, they are used to it.

They can accept it when it happens to them, right?

At this time, King Ren suddenly felt a little sad and a little weak.

This feeling he experienced in his previous life, but at that time, it was in the stadium.

This era is really glorious.

This era is also full of malice towards some people.

King Ren sincerely hoped that the great Lihai in this life belonged to the former.

In his previous life, he also experienced his own highlight period, and even thought that he had overcome the phantom, found himself in countless phantoms, and truly realized his talent.

That time, he even beat German pros as a national tennis player!

Shake the world!!

But then the facts told him that he… It’s just that the first threshold has been crossed.

However, he felt that enough.

The fraudster, I didn’t expect that the last fraud was himself.

So when he was born again, many of his habits changed, some because of the passage of time, and some because of the deliberate process.

Fortunately, a failure gave him unprecedented knowledge and experience.

Luckily, he, had a second chance.

There are not only roads, but also shortcuts.

……

Back in the tennis club, everyone went into training.

Maori practiced and didn’t know where people had gone, but the rest of the rest seemed to be in exceptionally good spirits today.

Even Renwang himself, when training, couldn’t help but speed up a bit.

Although he knew that there was actually no benefit in doing so, he just couldn’t help it, as if there was something in his heart, and he was uncomfortable if he didn’t vent it!

Others, probably similar.

However, the feeling of powerlessness in King Renwang’s heart came and went quickly.

In Renwang’s own thinking, it is the “old age” mentality.

Compared to other people, he has experienced more, carried more, regarded himself higher, and wanted to change more.

But he is not a god! Wherever you want, you can do whatever you want?!

Even the big thing in Lihai, he has to go step by step!

Think about it for a while, and then vent a little, and Renwang will feel nothing.

Perhaps the emergence and disappearance of some ideas can also be regarded as a kind of growth for him now.

“Phew~Phew~”

While strengthening his possession and reaction speed against the wall, Renwang’s breathing was already slowly becoming a little rapid.

His daily weight has reached one kilogram, five hundred grams each in his left and right hands.

This degree is more in line with his physical state.

After all, daily weight bearing is not the same as training weight, and the overall weight of a few kilograms is very good.

He now, carrying a few kilograms is definitely a small meaning, but playing tennis with a few kilograms is very uncomfortable.

What’s more, once the time is long, it will definitely cause some bad effects on his body.

After a while, he can add some weight to his legs.

“Huh?”

Renwang, who had a very keen mental power, suddenly felt the gaze of others.

Looking sideways behind him, several familiar figures came into view.

“Snap!”

A shake of the hand.

The tennis ball, which was so fast that I saw the phantom, was directly fished in the hands of King Ren.