Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

Patter... patter...

The tennis ball went up and down in Sanada's hands, and now he and Tsube are at a stalemate. When they serve their respective games, neither of them can do anything about it.

I care about the direction of the next few games. Sanada thought, raised his hand and waved!

Puff!

The tennis ball was rolled sharply by the racket, and the invisible wind pressure once again wrapped the tennis ball and disappeared from the field of vision.

"Just start with your serve!"

A cold light flashed in Trace Department's eyes. Although Sanada still had a means to do nothing, he couldn't bear it anymore.

Step on...

The feet moved quickly, and the eyes of Trace Department seemed to be tireless, seeing exactly where the tennis ball fell.

"Freeze this uncle!"

A confident word was spit out from the mouth of the trail, and then a biting cold wind spread across the court.

Puff!

The tennis ball was simply pulled with a forehand by the trail, and a yellow flash pierced an ice edge of Sanada Stadium.

The ice crystals shone with brilliance, and Sanada stood frozen in an instant.

"15-0"

Blind spots are everywhere, score with one blow!

"That was just now!?"

Sanada raised his eyes, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"This is the ultimate move that Rubu has shown before? It is said to be able to see through all the dead ends of the opponent."

"That feeling just now was a dead corner of my body?"

Suppressing the feeling of weakness in his heart just now, Sanada gritted his teeth hard.

"What a joke!"

boom!

With a loud shout, Sanada furiously swiped the second ball in his hand.

"Hehe~ Really embarrassed, Sanada Genichiro!"

With a wanton and elegant smile, Onobe easily took over Sanada's raging wind.

Puff!

The edge of the ice shattered, and a far-corner swipe from the trail department scored again.

"30-0"

"This kind of absolute vision blessed by spiritual power..."

On the coach's bench, Yukimura's eyes were also constantly flickering. This time the trace department was on their side, and his feelings were very real.

That piercing chill is not only the eyesight piercing the blind spot, but the tremendous pressure on the mind is also an important factor.

"Sanada, can you step past this hurdle..."

Yukimura's eyes had a hint of worry, and his eyes softly looked at Sanada, who had been constantly trying to break free.

...

boom!

"40-0"

...

"boom!"

"Game, Jingwu, 3-2, at the relics of Bingdi Academy."

The sudden attack from the track department shocked the audience who were not aware of it outside the field. How could it break so quickly? !

"Tezuka, did you know what happened just now?"

Gan Zhenzhi pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, his tone full of doubt and perplexity.

This ice emperor minister was the same as in the last Kanto tournament. When they felt a bit of chill on the court, the opponent's movements seemed to become completely stiff, and he couldn't even catch some shots that didn't seem tricky.

"That is the domain, or his world."

"Field? World?"

Tezuka's answer stunned Kan Sadaji. What were these words that didn't sound right.

Tezuka's explanation didn't make him clear his mind, but instead made him even more confused."Go on, you will understand later."

Fuji smiled softly, but his heart was also not calm.

"Is it a domain that manipulates opponents like Tezuka?" Fuji looked at Tezuka and muttered softly in his heart.

He suddenly felt that his few counterattacks seemed meaningless to such an opponent.

...

Off the court.

Facing the suppression of the world of ice, Sanada became helpless for a while, and the attack from the trail was often a fatal blow, and there was no room for him to counterattack at all.

boom!

Standard take-off serve in the track department.

"15-0"

...

boom!

"30-0"

...

boom!

"Game, Jingwu, 4-2."

"Exchange venue!"

With four simple ice flowers blooming, Trace Department took his serve with ease.

"Let's indulge in the magnificent skills of this uncle."

At the moment when the two of them staggered in midfield, the corner of Trace's mouth evoked a triumphant arc. Sanada, who had no ability to break through the ice world, could only retreat under his hands.

Sanada didn't care about the Mind Department at all this time, and his heart hesitated about the shackles that had been sealed by him.

"Sanada, don't hesitate, don't forget that I'm still behind."

Seeing the struggle in Sanada's eyes, Yukimura said gently to his friend.

"Moving like thunder, hard to know like yin..."

Thinking of the Kanto Contest, Sanada's thunder that arrived at the last moment instantly, Yukimura smiled softly in his heart.

He also knew with a high probability that this was a move that Sanada left behind for the two opponents.

"However, Sanada doesn't need such vision and obsession."

Thinking of everything in his heart for a moment, Yukimura smiled and waited for Sanada's own decision.

"Huh... Yukimura, I understand!"

The whole figure seemed to relax, and the shackles that had been tight for a long time were finally opened by Sanada himself at this moment.

There are still many powerful opponents, and such a move is far from guaranteeing the victory of Li Haida in the future.

After he figured it out, Sanada's whole body changed, and his eyes became cautious and sharp at first.

...

the other side.

"Good fight!"

Sakura Taro praised the oncoming trail.

"Um."

After taking a sip of water, Tracee smiled confidently.

His current style of playing has become more and more mature, and he has his own unique insights on when to suppress opponents and when to defend and counterattack.

"But you still have to be careful, the opponent may have hidden tricks."

After that, Coach Sakura simply reminded him that he nodded in relief when he saw that Trace Department listened carefully.

...

On the field.

The two returned to their original halftime.

Patter... patter...

Sanada's entire head was hung down, and his attention was focused on watching the beating tennis ball in his hand.

next moment.

Feng Juanyun Shu, his arm drove the racket to press down sharply.

boom!

The tennis ball disappeared in an instant.

"Have you not given up yet?"

Onobu raised his brows slightly, and smiled lightly when he looked at Sanada. I have to say that Sanada's will is still very firm.

"Then..."

"Freeze!"

The cold light in his eyes is booming, and the world of ice in the ruins is unfolding again.

boom!

The pale yellow tennis ball, with a stream of light, slammed towards an icy edge that represented Sanada's blind spot.

The icy stiffness spread throughout the body again. However, this time Sanada did not hesitate.

call…

Taking a deep breath, Sanada held the racket tightly with both hands. Immediately afterwards, the muscles of his arms and legs suddenly bulged, and blue veins appeared on them.

"Moving like thunder!"

With a low roar, like a fighter fighting in a desperate situation, Sanada flashed in the direction of the tennis ball with a flash of thunder.

Bang!

Trace just felt a flower in front of him, and a blue-violet thunder twisted and smashed into his court.

Boom~

An astonishing sound sounded, and the tennis ball flashed past the trail like a terrifying thunder.

"1, 15-0"

Even the referee's announcement brought a trace of tremor, Sanada's memory, like thunder, was indeed quite shocking.

Bingdi position.

Jackie Yu looked at Sanada on the court with shining eyes.

"Is it developed?"

He was also amazed by the instant movement speed just now.

"However, this side effect..."

Seeing that Sanada's knees quickly started to turn red, Yu Shan Yu realized that his kneecaps could not directly withstand such an explosion.

"There is still a gap in physical fitness after three years, and there are also defects in movement."

Rubbing his smooth chin, Yusong Yu analyzed this rudimentary "thunder" in his heart. For him who has been developing Thunderbolt, such a thunder is too immature.

...

Not only the top players, Tezuka, Shiraishi, who have reached the national level, have seen the power of Sanada's move.

pity……

At this stage, it is basically a semi-finished product. After the shock, everyone calmed down and found a lot of shortcomings.

...

After being shocked at first, Atobe also calmed down quickly. He didn't believe that Sanada's speed was costless.

You must know that the outbreak just now, he hadn't seen it even on Sung Yuu's body.

He looked at Sanada's body with extraordinary eyesight, and soon tracebei discovered Sanada's problem.

"sucker Punch!"

With a sneer, the whole person in the trace department calmed down.

...

Sanada ignored the gaze of the outside world, just constantly feeling the feeling of using the memory just like thunder.

Every use at the current stage can be regarded as one of his practice!

"Hoo~ come again!"

Gritting his teeth slightly, the color of determination flashed across Sanada's face.

boom!

The racket was swung, the tennis ball was heavily rolled, and it was almost Ultimate.

"Why, don't you even have to use it like the wind?"

Onbei noticed Sanada's arms. Not only his legs but also his arms had exploded too much just now.

"Ah……"

Seeing that Sanada didn't respond, Tracebe hummed coldly, showing no mercy on the racket in his hand.

boom!

Tennis flies to the dead end of the ice world!

However……

"Moving like thunder!"

With a loud shout, Sanada did not hesitate.

Bang!

The terrifying lightning flashed on the court again. Atobe only felt that all the ice ridges on Sanada's path were broken.

boom!

"30-0"

His face was pale, this time more thoroughly than the first time, Sanada directly broke his ice world.

"Very good! Come again!"

There is a ruthless look on the trace of the face, let's see who of us falls first.

boom!

"40-0"

...

Puff!

"Game, Shinichiro Sanada, 3-4, the High School Affiliated to Tachikai University."

...

Puff!

Don Wise of Trace Department serves!

...

Huh!

"As fast as the wind!"

...

"Moving like thunder!"

...

"Game, Shinichiro Sanada, High School Affiliated to Tachikai University, 4-4."

"Sanada Genichiro, my uncle recognized you, you are indeed a respectable opponent."

Trace was standing in the backcourt with a pale face, Sanada's movements shattered his ice world again and again like thunder, making him very sluggish, and his whole aura dropped by several percent.

But I'm sorry Tobe, Sanada's overall condition is worse.

His knees are already scary and swollen, the muscles of his entire legs are trembling, and the arms holding the racket are also shaky, as if the racket is about to fall down the next moment.

"I can't fall down yet!"

Turning a deaf ear to outside voices, Sanada insisted on relying on the belief in winning.

Snapped!

"Mistaken serve!"

...

Patter...

"Double serve turnover, Keigo Atobe scored, the score was 15-0."

"Enough Sanada, you have done well enough."

An ear-to-ear softness came from outside the field, and Yukimura looked distressedly at Sanada, who was clinging to his will on the field.

"Referee, we abstained in this game."

Patter...

The racket landed.

Yukimura's words made Sanada's whole body loose, and he was about to collapse in an instant.

Yukimura's eyes were quick, and he rushed to the court with a stride. He supported Sanada who was about to fall to the ground.

"Yukimura, I'm sorry..."

"It's okay, leave it to us later."

Sanada's words were interrupted by Yukimura, and then he was carried out by the Tachikai support team who was rushed off the court.

"Due to the high school affiliated to Tachikai University, Sanada Henichiro abstained, the game was won by Keigo of the Ice Emperor Academy Rube!"

"At the end of the game, Jingwu, the ruins of Bingdi Academy, won, with a total score of 1-0."

Looking at the dazzling 4-4 ​​on the scoreboard, the corner of his mouth smiled brightly.

"The uncle won this game after all!"

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