Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

Along the way, neither of them spoke.

Because of Byodoin’s own character, he doesn’t know how to communicate well with his younger generations, and Shang Shan Yu’s understanding of Byodoin is entirely out of memory in his mind.

There was a barrier to communication in both of them.

However, soon.

Shang Shan Yu found that Byodoin's face was a little pale.

He slowed down slightly, and after walking around the Byodoin Temple carefully, he noticed that his back had some dark red infiltration.

"Senior, your back is hurt too!?"

Jackie Yu was slightly startled, could it be that there was still debris that injured Byodoin Temple?

"It's okay, this is just a small injury."

Byodoin’s face was as cold as usual, and he naturally felt the slight wetness on his back. The most likely cause was the scratches caused by the falling tiles. The most important thing now is the game.

"Go, almost here!"

The shirt stepped forward and gently put the arm of Byodoin Temple. The sports venue for this competition was already close at hand.

Feeling the firm and powerful neck of Yuu Yuu's arm, Byodoin's complexion eased, and this junior's physical fitness was quite good.

"I don't know your name yet."

Byodoin was squeezed forward in this way by the shirt, his mouth lightly opened a few times, and finally he asked.

The gap between the two of them seemed to have been suddenly broken, and the sense of distance disappeared a lot.

"My name is Shang Shan Yu."

Looking ahead, Jackie Yu answered casually. After the real encounter, Byodoin Phoenix didn't seem to be as difficult to get along with as expected.

"It looks like you should still be a junior high school student now."

After being silent for a while, Byodoin asked dryly again. With such outstanding tennis prowess, he is actually quite curious about topping.

Shang Shan Yu's eyes were a little weird. He suddenly thought of the Muzhiteng Middle School that was eliminated by them.

"Ah, senior is correct, I am now studying in middle school at Bingdi Academy."

The shirt coughed slightly and nodded in response.

"The smarter school? What a pity..."

Smash it, and a trace of regret appeared in the heart of Byodo-in Temple.

But immediately he shook his head and chuckled again. After they all arrived at the U17 training camp and became teammates, many of the holidays in the previous middle school years have now become some interesting memories.

"By the way, the results of this year's national competition..."

Approximately estimated time, Byodoin thought that the national competition for middle school should be over now, so the final victory...

He thought in his heart that it was still their Mu Zhi Teng who won the championship. In that case, their Mu Zhi Teng Middle School would have completed three consecutive hegemonies.

But later, he thought of the level of the other members after he left Wugu and Tono, and he immediately awoke from his original expectations.

"Is it your Ice Emperor or Lion Music?"

Seeing Shang Shun Yu's expression a little weird, Byodoin thought he was embarrassed to be in front of him, so he took the initiative to give specific choices.

Of course, he is more willing to see other schools than Lion Music Middle School. For example, Bingdi's words are not unacceptable.

"No, this year's championship was won by Li Haida."

There was a wry smile at the corner of his mouth, and the shirt Yu said in a low tone.

"Oh?"

A hint of surprise appeared in his eyes. Byodoin didn't expect that Bingdi, who had a player like Jackie Yu, would lose. After all, even if the goal that saved him was not seen with his own eyes, the result was brilliant.

"This year's Lihai University is very strong. There are about four players who have entered the national level."

As if guessing that Byodoin would be puzzled, Shun Yuu explained directly with a smile. With such a lineup, even if they encountered the Byodo-In Temple, they didn't dare to say that they won.

"We lost to them 2-3 in the final, but next year...huh."

Please snorted with a long nose. His words also instantly gave Byodoin a general understanding of the current class of middle school students.

"Four national levels?"

Byodoin’s heart is slightly estimated that such a configuration is not an exaggeration, even if it is to achieve the nation's three consecutive hegemonies, Li Haida is the first to rise.

"But this kid can still be so confident..."

With his eyes down, the confidence on top of the shirt on Yu's face just now was not a lie, indicating that their Ice Emperor could reach this level next year.

Then there are seven to eight national-level masters in the two schools alone.

"An extraordinary generation again?"

Even the pain on his body was forgotten, and Byodoin thought in his mind that this information could be mentioned in advance with the three boats coaches. Recently, the group of foreign guys are very active.

Thinking of the group of people who claim to be professional tennis managers, Byodoin smiled coldly. The hands of these world tennis powers are also secretly extended to various countries.

"Senior, here it is!"

I don't know that Byodoin has already thought about it a lot, but the shirt has dragged him to the entrance of the stadium.

"The time is too late, go to our lounge first."

Byodoin estimated the time, and he is currently playing the third game at most. Although his injury is not serious, it is better to bandage it.

"No problem, you show the way!"

"Exit the passage, turn left and enter the door."

...

Two minutes later.

"What are you doing in Byodoin Temple?!"

Seeing the embarrassed Byodo-in Temple being helped in by another boy who looked like a middle school student, Kurobe was startled at first, and then his face was covered with frost.

If something goes wrong here at Byodoin Temple, they don’t know how many years they have to postpone their long-term plan.

In the innermost part of the room, holding a wine gourd, Mifune entered the road lying on the recliner and got up in awe.

"Didn't you talk to you before? How could something like this happen again!"

He walked to the Byodoin Temple with his feet on his shoulders, keeping his voice down as much as possible, but everyone could hear the anger that was about to explode in his tone.

"Why are you still stunned, bandage him quickly!"

Mifune entered the road with a soft roar, and the logistics staff who had been standing still in place moved quickly.

"Yes, yes, hurry up and deal with the wound."

Kurobe also recovered, now is not the time to get angry and settle accounts. Unsurprisingly, the game will be delayed to the fifth round, and they still have time to adjust.

Everyone hurriedly took Byodo-in Temple to the next room, where a temporary infirmary could be built.

Seeing that Byodoin was undertaking everything silently, and didn't mean to argue, Shangshan Yu knew that he was ready to take on everything alone.

Once again, Chloe may still be able to save; but he will also bear the consequences of the injury caused by the rescue.

When the game was approaching, the main player was injured physically. Such a change could be regarded as a fatal error.

Mifune didn't have the mind to drink anymore. After walking two steps back and forth, he watched the game in front of the screen with piercing eyes.

Now it's only two singles, and there is a doubles that delays time. It will be Byodoin's turn later.

"Boy, tell me what's going on!"

When he walked to the side of the shirt Yuu, the anger of Mifune entered the road was calmed down, and the tone was no longer the suppressed at the beginning. Anyway, Shang Shan Yu did them a great favor.

"Senior saved a little girl who almost died in front of him."

Succinctly and concisely, the shirt smiled slightly. To be able to subconsciously save an irrelevant little girl, the character of Byodoin is absolutely nothing to say.

"madness!"

With a cold snort, Mifune Entered the Way and walked past Shangshangyou, but the meaning in his tone was self-evident, and the matter probably ended there.

"How is it going?"

After taking a sip of wine, Mifune entered the path and looked at the bandaged Byodoin Phoenix, and asked the Kurobe behind him.

"The arms and calves are basically abrasions, only the back is cut with a few small cuts by something sharp, and the effect will not be much after the bandage."

Kurobe gently wiped the sweat from his forehead. Just now, when he saw a bloodline on the back of Byodoin Temple, he almost had a cardiac arrest.

Mifune nodded in peace, his eyes flashed, and then said: "This incident of Byodoin's injury has been exposed. Please keep it confidential."

Kurobe was startled when he heard the words, and then nodded silently.

"It seems that there are hidden things in it that I don't understand."

Pushing his glasses lightly, Kurobe didn't think so much anymore. Byodoin was originally his optimistic leader. Although something went wrong this time, as long as it doesn't delay his long-awaited plan for several years.

A hint of surprise flashed in Byodoin's eyes, and he subconsciously glanced at the shirt Yuu who was behind the three boats.

What responded to him was a mysterious and elegant smile.

"Next, you have about an hour to rest, are you sure?"

With fierce eyes, Mifune stared at the Byodoin Phoenix in front of him with such majesty.

"I won't lose!"

Clenching his fist lightly, Byodoin found that there was hardly any feeling on his back, and the tone of his answer was also beyond doubt.

"Um……"

There was a muffled sound, and the three boats entered the road no more to say.

...

In the frontcourt, in the U17 game position, many players are carefully watching the game on the field.

On a world stage like this, there are not many opportunities to watch it up close. Not everyone has the level and talent of Byodo-in Temple, and there is no need to care about ordinary soldiers in other countries.

The cold and tall figure of Yue Zhi Yueguang was also among them. At this time, his gaze was scanning every shot on the court seriously and earnestly.

When Sung Sung Yu followed the two coaches and Byodoin Phoenix to the side of the arena, he saw the extraordinary coldness of Otsuchi Moonlight at a glance.

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