Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

"Xiaoyou, Xiaoyou, we have arrived!"

Kamiri Yuu was a little worried when she patted Shang Shan Yu on the shoulder. Since the night two days ago, Shang Shan Yu seemed a little absent-minded.

The look in his eyes quickly recovered, his shirt scratched his head and smiled: "Sister Xuenai, sorry, I've worried you these past two days."

Reaching out and grabbing the little snow-white hand of the girl, Yu Yuu used the temperature of his palm to convey the apology of the past two days.

The match against Echizen Ryuga benefited him a lot. For the past two days, he has been using the record function of the system panel to watch it repeatedly.

The last phantom of the samurai made him impressed, and this was the first time he faced the power of another dimension.

Compared with the very vain mental mood he constructed, the mental illusion of the different dimension is like a solid sledge hammer, directly smashing his moves to pieces.

"That's probably not his full strength."

The left hand subconsciously patted the bag behind him. There was also a racket that was pierced through the net, which was a "souvenir" from the game that night.

"Let's go, Sister Xue Nai!"

Jackie Yu was holding the girl's little hand, no longer the unnaturalness that was at the beginning, and the two of them walked off the plane calmly.

"Tokyo, I'm back again!"

Seeing the sky that is not in the gray, Yusong Yu feels much more comfortable.

After only half a month, he suddenly missed that group of noisy guys for some reason, and he didn't know how they were training in Canada.

Thoughts drifted.

At this time, faraway Canada.

A tall, muscular man is holding a timer and standing beside a training field with a grim expression.

"Hurry up, faster!"

...

"Is this the result of your training for more than a week!"

A sound of reprimand kept coming from him, and there were six teenagers in the training ground constantly surpassing obstacles and running up and down.

This group of people are the Ice Emperor people whom Shangshangyou missed a bit. At this moment, they all seemed to have grown in a circle, and they supported the training clothes on their bodies with a sense of line.

"Don't shame this uncle, what is our goal?"

"Clear the game!"*5

"very good!"

The trace department flicked his hair slightly, and the tear mole on his right eye gleamed, once again increasing his running speed.

Renzu, Huadi and others who followed him also made efforts to follow the boy as closely as possible.

"5'27, excellent!"

"5'46, excellent!"

...

"6'34, qualified!"

...

As the strong man kept pressing the timer in his hand, each number was reported from his mouth.

All Bingdi’s six-man team qualified!

Seeing the completion of this big business, Lawrence was also relieved, there are not many who can specialize the entire training camp like a young master like Trace Department.

"Master Shabu, congratulations to you all for completing the assessment. I am honored to guide you in this week!"

Lawrence quickly separated from the identity of Instructor, he strode to the front of the trail, and said respectfully.

"Thanks for your hard work, Lawrence, I am very satisfied with your training."

Trace Department agreed casually, wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel, and then continued: "If you have the remaining part of the money, someone will call you later."

"It's okay, it's my honor to serve you."

With a gentle salute, Lawrence instantly changed from a stern Instructor to a qualified businessman.

Snapped!

Reached out and snapped his fingers, the trace department raised his head lightly, and smiled confidently: "Let's go, we should go back, I hope the guy in the shirt won't be surprised."

With regard to the narcissistic appearance of Trace, the few people behind him are not surprised, except for Huadi, the others also showed a confident and powerful smile on their faces.

In the past two weeks, in addition to the internship training at the tennis club at the beginning, the rigorous physical fitness training in the field has helped them gain a lot, and the whole person's spirit and spirit have been more precipitated.

Da Da Da Da...

Not long after, two helicopters appeared from the other end of the forest, and the faces of all the Ice Emperors showed a relaxed smile, and their trip to Canada could come to an end.

...

Compared with Bingdi, everyone who successfully completed the study journey, the High School Affiliated to Lihai University was a bit abnormal. Neither the minister nor the vice minister said that they would arrange to study emergency training together.

Now, in addition to most of the team members who have gone on school trips, only Sanada and Nioh chose to stay in Tokyo.

boom.

boom.

On the field.

The continuous sound of batting reverberated, and the two teenagers were constantly running on the court.

"drink!"

With a low growl with mixed emotions, the tennis ball penetrated Nioh Masaharu's half-court with a powerful impact like a raging fire.

"It's almost there."

Nioh panted and stopped, raised his hand and wiped the fine sweat on his forehead with his wristband.

The two of them spent more than a dozen days, except for the first three days, wandering around Tokyo, and the rest of the time they basically spent the training ground and the hospital.

"Well, thanks a lot, Yazhi!"

The fear and frustration in Sanada's eyes seemed to have been vented during this exercise. He sincerely thanked the boy who always loved pranks on the opposite side.

"That's what I should do, isn't it."

Squinting his eyes and smiling, Nioh's tone was no longer the usual humor, and he was very calm and serious.

"It's time for us to pass, Yukimura should be discharged today."

"Um!"

Speaking of Yukimura, the two fell silent for a while, and a wave of rejoicing rose while worrying in their hearts.

"Fortunately, the guy with the Ice Emperor reminded him, otherwise I don't know that Xingcun's body has such a serious hidden danger."

A trace of complex emotions appeared in Sanada's eyes. He had always regarded Sung Yuu as a goal to surpass before, but now, there is more gratitude and respect in his heart.

It was because of the reminder of Yushang Yuu that Yuukimura was able to avoid the worst result.

Guillain-Barré syndrome!

When I checked this result, not only was he as strong as Yukimura, but Sanada also felt desperate in his heart. This is a disease that can affect a tennis player's sports career.

When the disease is severe, it may even involve the respiratory muscles, causing respiratory dysfunction, which in turn leads to respiratory failure and life-threatening.

Fortunately, the clinical symptoms of Yucun Village are only in the early stage. At this stage, it can be cured with certain drugs and special treatments.

If it is a year or a half later and the disease breaks out at its peak...

Sanada no longer dared to imagine such a terrible thing in his mind.

Nioh Masaharu looked at Sanada, who was still a little panicked beside him. A trace of responsibility and responsibility flashed in his eyes. It was the hospital where the three of them went to the hospital together, so he could also experience Sanada's tension and pain.

As a minister who has been recognized and supported by him, Yukimura will also work hard to do everything he should do during this time.

Tokyo City Second Hospital.

Yukimura sat alone on the hospital bed, looking at the very bright daisies in the window, with a bright smile on his face unconsciously.

"It's great to be able to continue playing tennis!"

Lowered his head and shook his hand gently, Yukimura whispered softly.

At the beginning of the treatment, his limbs would tremble under control, as if the control of the whole body was leaving him, and at that moment he felt extremely panic and fear.

He understood his heart at the time. If he could no longer play tennis, he would have lost half of his life.

"Sweater Yu, Sweater Yu..."

In a daze, Yuukimura's face appeared in front of Yuu Yuu's shirt, and he murmured and said with emotion: "It's really a great favor."

After half an hour.

When Sanada and Nioh came to the ward, seeing Yukimura's complexion gradually improving, they both breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thanks for your hard work during this time, Sanada and Nioh."

A gentle smile appeared on his face, and his heart was naturally clear about the two people staying beside him silently and guarding him.

Shaking his head, neither Nioh nor Sanada had any thoughts of hardship. As long as Yukimura can spend this time safely, such hardship is nothing.

"Let's go through the discharge procedures together."

Yukimura smiled very freely, as if the person who was sick was not him.

In the following days, he only needs to pay attention to his diet, and check and recuperate regularly.

The suffering that has passed will only make his heart stronger.

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