Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

He smiled at the solemn Yukimura. Shang Shan Yu whispered softly: "Go on!"

Huh!

The tennis ball was in the air, his shirt leaned back, and the racket raised above his head suddenly swung down.

Puff!

A burst of electric light sounded, and the tennis ball flew towards Yukimura with a terrifying thunder light again.

The trembling ball in the air was reflected in Yukimura's eyes, and the blue-purple pupils exuded a faint light.

"I can't escape this time."

With a confident smile on his face, Yukimura's body stepped to a position where the electric light was up, his arms stretched out, and he swung the racket downwards.

Puff!

A heavy muffled noise came from the racket, and Yukimura accurately caught this unconventional serve this time.

but……

"It's heavy!"

The originally satisfied gaze trembled, and the serve of the top Yuu became more heavy, not because of the strength, but the impact caused by pure speed.

But in just a moment, his wrist shook slightly twice, allowing the tennis ball to stay on the racket for a while, and immediately, a racket rubbed and pulled downward.

"Fight back!"

Akuzu looked at Yukimura off the court with some surprise, the blue-purple hair actually hit back that terrifying serve.

"Is this what he said is the other strong person who is not inferior to him!"

Gently gritted his teeth, Ajiuzin suddenly realized that his vision in the past was too small, and tennis was not as simple as he thought.

...

For Yukimura's counterattack, Jung Yuu also started first. The tennis ball had just crossed the net at high speed, and Jung Yuu was already waiting in his path.

Puff!

The fierce and fast slam blasted directly at the bottom corner of Yukimura, and the tennis ball rubbed a shallow white mark on the ground.

"40-0"

...

"What a superb quick break."

Fuji's eyes didn't conceal his inner surprise in the slightest. The succinct and efficient offense of the shirt Yu is completely different from his gorgeous defensive counterattack.

"Is it the moment just now?"

Tezuka's vision needs to be more detailed than that of no two. Just now when Yukimura stopped catching the ball, Yu Yuu had already determined Yukimura's course.

Only small flaws that ordinary people can't detect are perfectly used by Shang Yuu.

"The attack is concise and powerful, but the details are not leaking."

Yuu's shirt is like a tiger sniffing a rose, and this one relaxes, showing the outstanding tennis quality.

Tezuka felt a little excitement in his body, and his love for tennis was thoroughly mobilized.

...

On the field.

As his thoughts flowed, Yukimura naturally discovered the problem with the ball just now. Even if he received a serve from Yu Yu, he would have to withstand the next round of lightning-fast strikes.

"Really a good opponent!"

Feeling the long-lost excitement in his heart, Yukimura took a deep breath. Looking at Yushang Yu with scorching eyes, he whispered to himself: "Since ordinary basics cannot be suppressed, then..."

I don't know what Yukimura was thinking at this time, but Jung Yuu didn't stop, and once again tossed the tennis ball in his hand.

Puff!

The far thunder of the four-shaped type arrived as scheduled.

The electric light is dazzling, and it seems that Yumura's whole person is reflected in a layer of golden light.

"This time..."

Step on...

With a light leap, Yukumura's eyes condensed slightly. He pressed a few centimeters under his arm, and his head was flattened by him.

Puff!

Without the slightest stagnation, the tennis ball drew a white light and flew straight to the opposite corner of the shirt.

"Oh~ a very clever way of playing, it went directly from a smashing shot to a chipping ball."

Shang Shan Yu secretly sighed in his heart, as expected to be Yukimura Seiichi, always able to combine his own qualities to find the best solution to fight back.

It seems that he has indeed embarked on the path to see through the essence of tennis. Although it is not as scary as two years later, it has already begun to take shape.

"It's a pity, except for skill and spirit, all your physical fitness is below me."

Step on...

The footsteps flew, and the high-speed counterattack that the people on the scene seemed to be difficult to receive, still could not escape the defense of the top.

"And... I still have some additional moves on the technique."

A faint of cold light flashed, and shirt Yu said coldly in his heart.

hiss……

"Three Types•Liu Liu Wu!"

A touch of azure blue brilliance flew on the court, and Yu Yuu's body was almost showing a few afterimages, and he cut back to Yukimura's high-speed cutting in a peculiar twisting posture.

Patter...

The tennis ball lost ninety-nine percent of its strength and spin, and fell very lightly in front of the net. Yukimura's body stagnated just halfway through the run.

"Game, Bingdi Academy tops Yuu, 1-0."

"Wow..."

The referee’s announcement made others react. The exciting game just now was only the first game of the two.

...

"The style of the game just now turned into a gorgeous defensive counterattack in an instant!"

Seeing the gorgeous counterattack like a sword dance just now, Budu was shocked, and at the same time there was a faint touch in his heart.

"That's a short shot that uses the surface of the racket to Ultimate."

Before waiting for the other people to ask questions, Tezuka's calm voice rang in their ears.

"And not only that, that kind of high-speed and flexible explosive steering is the key to this ball!"

Tezuka's gaze was torch, how could he not understand the real difficulty of this counterattack with all the skills of Grandmaster.

On Li Haida's side, everyone looked at the situation on the court in silence.

No one would have thought that Yukimura, who had always been invincible, couldn't even get a point on Top Yuu.

"It's Yukimura's serve."

Liu Lian'er's whisper made the rest of Li Haida's heart a glimmer of anticipation.

Just now, when Yuu Yu took the right to serve, with his unique tennis style, he perfectly suppressed Yukimura's counterattack. Then how would Yukimura attack?

...

The offensive and defensive transition, the second round began.

Slap... slap...

With a gentle touch of the tennis ball, Yukumura not only didn't lose a game because of losing a game, but the excitement in his heart became even more numerous.

Since that time in the fourth grade of elementary school, he hasn't enjoyed this feeling for a long time.

"Such an opponent is more worthy of being defeated!" Yukimura thought silently in his heart.

Then, throw the ball and swing!

It was also an extremely simple serve, but it flew to an extremely tricky angle with amazing speed.

"nice shot!"

Seeing this charming serve, Jackie Yu can already remember Yukimura who made Echizen Ryoma look confused in his memory.

"However, it's far from it!"

With a tick at the corner of his mouth, shirt Yu couldn't help thinking of this famous saying in his heart.

tread!

With one foot padd back, the center of gravity of the shirt Yuu moved slightly to the side, and then slightly curled up his arms, pulling with the centripetal force of the body.

Puff!

A yellow light suddenly appeared on the racket, and flew back towards Yukimura with a whistle of terror.

boom!

...

boom!

The two saw each other briefly again.

"Huh, haven't you given up yet?"

After four or five rounds, keenly felt a little tingling in his arm, and Yuu Yu thought of Yukimura's Yips style of play.

"If there is no suppression, it is useless to me!"

With a soft drink, the shirt sucked gently, and then a refreshing force flowed to his arm, and he hit the racket horizontally to hit the tennis ball returned by Yukimura.

Puff!

One Type•Slash on the Water!

The moment the tennis ball was slashed by the frame, an aqua-blue light burst out, and then it flashed past Yukimura's backcourt.

"30-15"

...

"Can't you reach the tipping point?"

The light in Yukimura's eyes surged, and he could see that the shirt Yu had a very high degree of control over his own body, and whenever there was a sign of Yips symptoms in his body, he would be cut off.

"It's really difficult, but this trick is not as simple as you think..."

With drooping eyelids, Yukimura murmured a faint smile.

...

"The minister... still failed to gain the upper hand."

Only a few minutes after the second game began, Yukimura was once again passive.

"Bingdi's shirt, I am afraid his physical fitness is one level higher than all of us."

Seeing the two people constantly running and hitting the ball, Liu Lian'er couldn't believe it, but he still came to such a conclusion.

"Damn it...is it already so strong!"

Sanada looked down at the court with a worried look, and said unwillingly. I completely forgot that he was still wearing an ice pack on his knees.

"If Yukimura's special style of play can't suppress the opponent, then..."

Some Liu who understands the Yips mechanism is also very worried.

...

boom!

The tennis ball made a ray of water and once again penetrated Yukimura's line of defense.

"Game, Bingdi Academy tops Yuu, 2-0."

"Exchange venue!"

...

"What's the matter, if you have only this level of Yukimura, then the game can be over."

When the two crossed each other, Shang Yuu smiled lightly and said confidently.

"He...Shangshan student is indeed the strongest opponent I have encountered, but I will not lose."

Not at all frightened by the momentum of the shirt Yuu, Yukimura's tone was still so determined.

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