Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

"Unexpectedly it turned out to be you an annoying fellow."

There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and he stared at Sanada in front of him coldly and said.

"Huh... just let the horse come here!"

Sanada didn't want to argue with the trail department, just pulled the brim of his head lightly, and replied coldly.

After guessing the side.

"At the beginning of the game, the middle school affiliated to Tachikai University Sanada Xianichiro served, and the game ended."

The referee's voice sounded, interrupting the "friendly communication" between the two, and Sanada and Atobe retreated to their own half.

"The aura of these two people is good..."

Everyone in Qingxue watched from a stand, and even Dashi felt the depression off the court.

"You said... which of these two people can win?"

Kikumaru swallowed. In his impression, the two men seemed to be very strong.

However, no one answered his question, and the off-court game has already started directly...

...

Puffing...

With the palm of the hand pressed down and gently pressed the tennis ball twice, Sanada Genichiro's gaze flickered slightly on Otsube's body.

Even he can't underestimate the strength of the opponent.

Huh~

The pale yellow tennis ball flew high above his head, and immediately, with a wave of his arm, his elbow brought a terrifying afterimage, and the racket turned into a breeze the moment he hit the tennis ball.

Puff!

I only heard the sound of a tennis ball being hit, and in the blink of an eye, a yellow light and shadow flashed past the service line of the trace.

"Sanada Genichiro scored, the score was 15-0."

The true meaning of the art of war, as fast as the wind!

Sanada didn't have the slightest idea of ​​temptation, so he shot decisively from the beginning.

"This is as fast as the wind..."

Tracebu's eyes flashed and flashed, and the afterimage of the swing of a heavy racket continued to appear in his eyes. Sanada's wind was faster than he thought.

It takes a while for him to get used to the invisible lead shot.

boom!

"30-0"

...

boom!

"40-0"

...

Sanada seems to be a cold serve machine, efficient and fast continuous serve to score points.

"Sure enough, this Minister Ice Emperor doesn't seem to be as scary as their other guy, Sanada's wind is like a wind..."

In the Tachikai team, Marui Fumata hadn't lost his voice yet, and at the last ball of the first game, Atobe moved his body.

"My uncle has already seen clearly..."

With a confident smile, the rhythm at the foot of the trail was steady and accurately came to the ball's landing point.

"It's as fast as the wind, but so!"

Pulling up straight with one hand, the tennis ball, which looked like a hidden figure, was directly fished out by the trace department.

Puff!

A white light flashed on the racket, and then the tennis ball drew a beautiful arc to hit Sanada's midfield.

"too slow!"

As if expected, Sanada's body has caught up with the tennis ball who wanted to touch the ground twice within a few steps.

The falling speed of the smashing ball is good, but as long as you stop in advance...

"As fast as the wind!"

A whirlwind rolled up his arm, and the racket in Sanada's hand instantly disappeared from Mibe's eyes.

Puff!

On the bottom line boundary line on the right hand side of the trace, a black mark was accurately left on it.

"Game, Shinichiro Sanada, Affiliated High School of Tachikai University, 1-0."

"Exchange venue!"

...

"Humph……"

In this way, he glanced calmly at the trail department, and Sanada's power and power was fully displayed at this moment.

"interesting!"

The provocation in Sanada's eyes that Tracebe understood, a smile of excitement appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Offensive and defensive conversion, the second round came to the service round of the track department.

Slap... slap...

The racket knocked the tennis ball lightly, and then squeezed the palm of his hand firmly, and the sharp gaze of the mark turned towards Sanada, who was half bent on the opposite side.

Sanada's posture is obviously ready to deal with his serve.

"Since you want to, then this uncle will fulfill you~"

Huh...

With a cold snort, Trace Department tossed the tennis ball high. At the same time, his entire body became tight in an instant, bending his knees slightly, like a long bow full of strings.

In the next instant, the body that was ready to go on the trail suddenly started, and the powerful force pressed against the racket from the wrist as the arm swung.

boom!

With a roar, the tennis ball flashed a yellow light on the racket, and then rushed out like an arrow from the string.

"Here, Tang Huaise from the trace department serves!"

Everyone in the Ice Emperor was delighted. No matter if he watched it a few times, the gorgeous serve from Trace Department would make people feel admired.

tread!

Unexpectedly, Sanada did not choose to give up. The moment the tennis crossed the net, his soles slammed backwards, and the whole person quickly rushed forward.

at the same time.

Whizzing……

The tennis ball spins down at a high speed and drops early in the forward position of the serving area. At the moment it hits the ground, the tennis ball will quickly roll forward against the ground.

Huh~

Sanada's arms stretched to the limit, and the racket jerked forward, trying to fly back before the tennis ball escaped.

It is a pity that the racket wanted to touch the moment the tennis ball bounced, and it was still a few centimeters away.

"Bingdi Academy Jinggo scored 15-0."

Looking at Sanada who had found nothing, Tracebe smiled slightly, and looked at him mockingly.

"whispering sound!"

Sanada didn't have any words to counterattack. After finishing the racket line, he calmly returned to his second half.

...

"The ball dropped 0.8 seconds earlier, and Sanada's speed needs to be increased by 14%."

Liu Lian'er compared the trace department's current and previous data in her mind. Everyone is growing, and the data will be refreshed quickly in this way.

His gaze swept across Sanada and Onbe, and it was hard for him to judge the outcome of the two.

"Sanada Genichiro, indulge in the magnificent skills of my uncle."

A frivolous cold snort from Onobe reached Sanada's ears.

The next moment, the tennis ball in his hand also arrived as promised.

boom!

Swish...wish...wish...

It's Don Wise again serving!

Sanada's eyes flashed, his steps were faster than last time, and his eyes were cold and terrifying.

Huh...

"It's still two centimeters away!"

After making another short shot, Sanada was not disappointed. Although he did not have the talent of Mouri Kosaburo, he still couldn't beat him with this goal!

"Is it faster?"

At a glance, Atobe could tell that Sanada was further away from his serve, but he didn't worry at all.

In other words, it was in his plan to let the opponent's high-intensity bursting speed in this way.

Puff!

"40-0"

...

Puff!

"coming……"

The purpose is the last goal. This time Sanada's speed soared to Ultimate, and the khaki uniform brought a deep afterimage.

"Give me over!"

Sanada yelled, three balls of silent temptation, in exchange for the last ball to roar and explode.

Click!

The racket was stretched to Ultimate in his hand. The front frame was diagonally inserted into it along the gap between the tennis ball and the ground, bringing up a few stars and sparks.

Immediately afterwards, the muscles on Sanada's arm were twisted, and the racket was violently lifted by him.

boom!

The tennis ball soared into the air, directly forming a high parabola and smashing into the backcourt of the track.

"It's really amazing to actually receive it..."

Jusaburo Maori was very surprised to see Sanada's struggling pick, but he only relied on his special physical talent to get it.

"If you receive it, it doesn't mean you can score!"

Outside the court, before the joy on Lihai's public face could be put away, they were ruthlessly dissipated by the cold words of the trace department.

"Yes, this is the serve of Minister Bingdi, so he can naturally wait for the opponent to receive the ball before making judgments."

Some people at Lihai University just remembered that their Deputy Minister Sanada had only received the first-hand serve from the opposite side.

I saw the trace department leaped high, and the whole body took off.

Puff!

With a vigorously stretched arm in the air, the tennis ball came against Sanada with a burst of air.

"Too lax..."

A smile appeared in Sanada's heart, and Obe's smash was still in his expectation.

"Not moving like a mountain!"

With a low drink, Sanada moved a step, holding the racket with both hands upright.

"Come on, this is the absolute defense that Sanada can ignore all smashes."

There was a smile in Yukimura's eyes, how could Sanada not prepare for such an obvious lob.

"Mountain? Unfortunately the answer is wrong."

On the other side, the upper eyelids drooped down, and the corners of the mouth raised a nice arc.

In the last match between Sanada and him, he didn't have a chance to use it because he didn't have a chance to use it.

And the trace...

"Not quite right! This is not an ordinary smash!"

Seeing the smashing ball smashing into the air from mid-air, Sanada suddenly remembered something.

However, it was too late.

Click!

A crisp hit sounded, and the tennis ball that was originally thought to fall into the net was accurately hit by the mark on Sanada's frame.

Sanada's hands on the racket shook slightly, and a powerful impact skewed his racket backwards.

"Opportunity is here!"

In the eyes of the trace department, the light wins. He hadn't thought of being able to shoot down the racket in Sanada's hands directly, but a master's trick, a momentary error was enough.

"Your flaws have already been clearly seen by my uncle."

With a slight chuckle, the tennis ball was deducted heavily by the track department for the second time!

Puff!

The tennis ball hit the other half of Sanada's precision and scored directly.

"Game, Jinggo, the relics of Bingdi Academy, 1-1."

After brilliant calculations, Obi strongly evened the score with a double smash.

"How, are you satisfied with my uncle's skills?"

After landing, Tracebe smiled and pointed at Sanada with a racket and said.

The courtesy exchanges, the two serve will not give way to each other!

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