Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

A week later.

The members who have adapted to the new semester are gradually on the right track, and the tennis club has had a wonderful effect because of the arrival of the catfish Ajujin.

Sakura Taro stood on the sidelines and watched the practice of Shinto Ryo and Mukata. The two players are now very close to the level of tennis.

Who would have thought that in just one semester, Shito Ryo would try his best to catch up with the progress of Xiangriyake through constant self-examination.

Speaking of it, Xiangriyake’s physical talent is better than Mito Ryo, but in terms of willpower, Shido Ryo has a complete victory over Xiangriyake.

In the field of tennis, efforts may not necessarily surpass some talented players, but if you do not work hard, you will lose even the opportunity to show value.

After spinning around the entire stadium, Sakura Taro nodded with satisfaction.

Even if it was the track department and the shirt, I didn't put aside some daily basic training.

In the past two years, their bodies are constantly growing, and these daily running-in trainings are absolutely indispensable.

Only by maintaining one's own physical qualities at all times can the competitive state be maintained at a relatively peak level.

Looking at the watch on his left hand, Sakura Taro thought it was almost time.

Beep~!

"gather!"

With a sharp whistle, Sakura Taro's low and majestic voice sounded on the court.

Everyone stopped their movements and quickly gathered in the direction of Sakura Taro in the center of the court.

"This is the competition table for the intramural trials this time, so let's divide it."

Standing at the forefront, Sakura Taro handed a stack of forms to the trail department in front of him.

Everyone is very sharp-eyed, and at a glance, the number is probably not much, which means that this time the trial will be adjusted again.

After issuing the list according to the list, in the end only forty match lists were assigned to the corresponding members, and there were some candidates who were a little confused.

This time they didn't even have the qualifications to participate in the trials.

There were more than sixty players in Bingdi's regular election and post-rehearsal. This was the result of screening out of the two hundred members at the beginning. But for the members who can participate in the school trials every month, Coach Sakura also has his own set of assessment standards.

These twenty-odd people don't even have the qualifications. It is estimated that you have to reflect on your training attitude and attendance rate during this period.

Ignoring the lost eyes of those people, Coach Sakura announced with a solemn expression: "We will gather on time at nine tomorrow, and it is not allowed to be late."

"Yes!"

Everyone responded in unison.

Coach Sakaki has always been very prestigious in his code of conduct in the tennis club.

"Then disband!"

With awe-inspiring eyes across the front team members, I'm afraid there will be some changes this time.

The next day.

On Saturday morning, the Bingdi Tennis Club became lively.

The school trial held at the end of the month officially kicked off today.

The forty participants were divided into eight groups, and each group had a total of five people in a round-robin competition. The first team went directly to the first team, and the second place went to the alternate second team.

The first thing that started in the morning was the A~D group game. Because the shirt Yu was in the F group, the game was scheduled in the afternoon, so he also had free time to watch the game on the court.

And the most anticipated game in the morning is the Ajibe against Ajutsu in Group A.

Taking a look at the coach Sakura standing silently on the sidelines, Jackie Yu probably guessed his thoughts in his heart.

If Ajutsu hadn't played a game with Takabe, he probably wouldn't be so easy to integrate into the entire tennis club.

At eleven o'clock in the morning, the focus of this group A match was arranged at the end, and both of them had easily scored three points. This is the key game that determines the result of group A.

A large number of elections without a game have gathered around, and such a great opportunity is not so easy to have.

"Senior, hurry up and surrender, I don't want to miss Minister's game!"

On the other court, Xiang Hiyake's tone was a little playful, and he smiled at Yuji Sakamoto on the opposite side.

Taking a deep breath, Yuji Sakamoto's eyes were sharp, and he softly said, "Sorry Mukai. Although I don't have much time in the tennis club, I won't let it go."

"Ha~ the senior is really dead-headed."

Pretending to rub his forehead, Xiang Hi seemed very distressed.

But in an instant...

"Then... I'll end the game as soon as possible!"

There was a hint of war intent in the bright big eyes, and he squatted towards Riyue, his body state has been mobilized...

...

Group A courts.

Shinzu, Shido Ryo and Shangshan Yu stood together, waiting for the start of the game. The three of them are relatively leisurely people in the morning.

"Tops, who do you say can win?"

Looking at the two people on the field intently, Shiobe asked subconsciously without turning his head.

"Naturally it's the trail. Although Akutsu is a genius, he hasn't reached that level yet."

Jackie Yu put his arms around his chest, with a calm but sure tone. Ajujin still needs some time to evolve.

Not to mention the various tricks contained in the tennis match, the various tactics in a game are also a profound knowledge.

In my memory, the defeat by Akuzu to Echizen Ryoma is a typical example.

"Shito, although I don't know why you are a little afraid of Akutsu, you should believe in Tsube even more."

In the same way, Shinzu also gave his own opinion after glancing at Shioto Ryo.

Even if he is now, he will still lose after going to the Ministry of Records, and the gap between the whole country and the whole country has always existed.

"Don't be too obsessed with the devil, you should ask for it back next time by yourself."

Gently patted Shido Ryo on the shoulder, Yuu Yuu said with a smile on his shirt.

It stands to reason that Yoshito Ryo's ability to constantly examine himself, Ajutsu's hurdle should have passed. But now...it seems that there were still things he didn't know at the beginning.

On the field.

Ajujin's eyes were eager, and he finally had the opportunity to meet the ice emperor's minister on the court for a while.

On the opposite side, Shibu gently brushed the tips of his slightly raised hair, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes as well. He deserved to be coach Sakaki, pointing straight to the core every time.

Regarding coach Sakaki’s arrangement, he was also very clear in his heart, not unlike the invisible shades of the shirt at the beginning, Ajutsu was destined to be intoxicated at the feet of his uncle.

"At the start of the game, Aju Jinren will serve!"

After the two men shook hands full of war, the right to serve fell into the hands of Ajutsu first.

"Scare..."

He shook the tennis ball hard, and Ajutsu felt his muscles become excited.

It's no better than watching it on the platform. Now when he is really on the court, he can feel the huge mental pressure on the track department.

"That's how it feels!"

There was a trembling sound in his heart, and the momentum on his body began to agitate.

Slap... slap... slap...

After pressing the tennis ball a few times, Yajujin's sharp eyes lifted and he threw the ball upwards.

boom!

A diagonal serve with the arm pulled diagonally.

The tennis ball draws a curved banana curve in the air, angled sharply towards the bottom corner of the serving area.

Watching the curve of the tennis ball, the sword eyebrows of the trace department raised slightly.

This advanced technique of curved serve is rarely used by people, and is usually only seen in those international competitions on TV.

"Very gorgeous technique."

In his heart, he affirmed Ajiujin's ball, and the footsteps moved quickly, chasing the curve of the tennis ball and started running.

"The first ball in the trace department will suffer."

Shang Shan Yu glanced at Akuzu in a somewhat unexpected way, and said softly.

"What! Is there anything wrong with this ball?"

Shinzu and Shihu's expressions were a little surprised, and they couldn't help but wonder. According to the meaning of the shirt Yuu, I'm afraid that this ball will suffer.

"Look carefully!"

Pointing to the leaf-like curve ball on the court, the shirt was sold off first.

On the court, when Tracee was chasing the ball, it seemed that he suddenly noticed something, and his body suddenly accelerated forward.

However……

Whoosh!

boom!

After the tennis ball pulled out a complete curve, it quickly accelerated a second time and fell to the corner at an extremely fast speed.

"Aju Jinren scored 15-0."

"This is!"

Shizuo was a little frightened, and subconsciously glanced at Akutsu, who had a calm complexion. The opponent still has such a difficult technique, so why did you play against him in the first place...

"Banana deciduous ball. The proud serve of a tennis master more than ten years ago."

The shirt has a long gaze, and he said it. It seems that Ajutsu has not been wasteful for more than a week. No wonder he was practicing his serve some time ago.

Finding some of the weaknesses that still exist, and learning new techniques to overcome them, this "beast" already knows how to arm itself.

"I see!"

The fingers gently pressed twice on the wing of the nose, and the brilliance in the eyes of the traces flickered.

First, the large-scale curve interferes with the opponent's judgment of the tennis ball, and then the second acceleration of the tennis ball. When the opponent reacts, the tennis ball has already bounced out of the court.

"The surprise you prepared is very good. Such a gorgeous opening is in line with the identity of the uncle."

There was not a trace of unpleasantness about being deceived on Tracebe's face, but rather a strong expression of appreciation, and his impression of Ajitsu's previous rudeness was greatly changed.

"Hey...Stop talking about nonsense there!"

Ajiujin grinned and snorted disdainfully.

"Let's talk about it after receiving my serve."

boom!

Accompanied by a proud word, Ajiujin stretched his arm and another high-speed curve serve.

The tennis ball draws a banana-like yellowish arc in the air, erratic like falling leaves.

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