Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

Step on!

The trace is the same as before, with his legs moving, and his figure rushes toward the tennis ball faster.

"Your ball, my uncle has already seen through it!"

With a tick at the corner of his mouth, his indigo-colored eyes kept scanning the erratic curve ball.

until……

With a swish, a second acceleration before the tennis ball hits the ground.

"right here!"

With a slight hum in his heart, the left foot of the jump-off track was pressed down in advance, and the whole body instantly took a big step to the right. With a swing of the body, the racket was swung at the foot.

boom!

The pale yellow tennis ball fell into the racket, and the traces were pulled straight up with his arms.

After rubbing the racket surface for a short distance, the tennis ball was given a not weak downspin, the arc drawn through the middle net was very low, and after crossing the net, it quickly fell down.

"It's a beautiful short dribble on the Internet."

Ninju's eyes moved slightly, and he silently wrote down the movement essentials of the ball just now.

With his skills, such pre-net moves can easily be integrated into his own tactical system.

"Huh... this is nowhere!"

However, what was waiting for the trail was a pair of pale yellow eyes, and Ajutsu's body came to the frontcourt like a ghost.

The moment his arms were raised, Akutsu's eyes swept to the point where the trace was about to move towards the diagonal bottom line.

"Ah!"

With a triumphant twitch at the corner of his mouth, his already shaped body suddenly strayed, and his arm drove the racket and pressed it directly against the tennis ball.

boom!

Originally, he must play a slash, but he hit a high-pressure straight ball.

"My uncle knows!"

The imaginary expression of astonishment did not appear, until the light voice of the trace was spread all over the court.

I saw his body that was already moving in mid-air, and his right foot was a little faster, and his body turned in the air, as if he had been rushing to the left half of the field.

Brush it!

Stretch your arms and stretch forward.

boom!

The moment the racket volleys the tennis ball, the forearm of the trail part exerts force and pulls it sideways.

The tennis ball reversed to his left bottom line in Akuzu's surprised gaze.

"15-15"

"Just now..."

"Basic broken steps with one foot."

Shinzu and Top Yuu whispered in their hearts at the same time.

Even if it's just a lot of tennis skills, the combined power is amazing.

Ajiuzin's proud physical talents did not take advantage of this round.

"How about it, don't indulge in my uncle's skills."

With a smile at the corner of his mouth, his eyes lightly looked at Ajiu Tsu, and the tone of Onobe's tone was full of extravagance.

Ajujin frowned slightly, and his pale yellow eyes stared coldly at the showpiece.

A few seconds later, he walked towards his service line with a solemn expression.

This stinky tennis minister has risen to the most annoying character in his heart.

"Watch me knock you down!"

With a strong squeeze of the tennis ball, Yajutsu tossed upwards, while turning his elbows, his arm directly swung down vigorously.

boom!

Gray light appeared on the tennis ball, and a horrible aura shrouded the court.

I only felt that my body was being pressed by something, and the whole person's reaction in the trace department was half a beat slower than before.

"Is this the breath of a beast?"

Carefully perceiving this invisible suppression, the traces' eyes flashed with surprise.

No wonder Renzu was forced to the last step at the beginning. Under the suppression of such a momentum, the strength would fade from one to the other, and Ajiuzin would only become stronger in the war.

"It's really good."

Tracebe's tone was a little nostalgic, but his steps didn't stop. Under such pressure, he chased after him and came to the tennis ball.

boom!

Chi Chi Chi Chi...

The moment the racket touched the ball, the net was trembling with a powerful force.

This is because Ajiuzin pulled the ball out of the angle, and the force is also very large.

"This feeling like facing a national powerhouse is really nostalgic!"

The color of firmness flashed in his eyes, and the trace of his hand was as steady as Mount Tai, and there was no such terrible force that Ajiujin could not bear.

Huh.

After a slight loss of force from the wrist, the tennis ball hit a spot in the eyes of the mark that belonged to the dead corner of Akujin.

However……

"Drink!"

With a light roar, Ajiujin's body twisted flexibly, and the shot that was originally a blind spot was also resolved by his strange posture.

Then, his arm suddenly raised, still making a heavy thump, and at the same time his body was running towards the net at high speed.

"For such a body, it seems that ordinary blind spots are useless."

Ruobu watched the fire and found that the simple dead-angle attack did not work, so he didn't try again.

but……

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Step on!

Three steps are counted as two steps, a lightly stride under the foot of the foot, the racket in his hand is tilted down, and it is raised against the bounced tennis ball.

Bang!

With a clear sound, the tennis ball passed high above Yajujin's head and flew towards his backcourt.

"I reacted so quickly."

Looking at the lock, Ajiuzin found that the opponent was far more difficult than he thought, and many of his "tactics" were only seen through by the opponent at a glance.

At the same time, whether it is eyesight, speed, or strength, the trace is much stronger than the foot. Suddenly he discovered that he had nothing to do with the trace department for a while.

呲...

After an abrupt stop, Ajujin turned quickly and rescued the tennis ball that was about to land behind him.

Huh.

With a swoop, his arms stretched to the limit.

boom!

The racket with the word W hit the tennis ball that was about to land for the second time.

However, the next moment.

"Haha... Give this uncle shattered!"

With a chuckle, a figure jumped up into the sky.

boom!

A wave of air crashed down in midair, and the tennis ball was smashed back heavily by the track department. After landing, it pulled out a pale yellow afterimage directly against the ground and passed Ajiujin's sight.

"Tobe Keigo leads, the score is 30-15."

Toward the shattered escape!

This gorgeous little tune, Ajutsu was speechless.

"It looks like the gap is still big."

The shirt chuckles and said, Ajiu Tsun looks like it would be difficult to win another round from the hand of Trace Department.

In the face of the basic formation of the tennis system, Ajiujin's odds of winning are too small.

When there is little difference in strength, whoever has a more complete tennis system has a greater advantage. Therefore, for Ajiujin, who still needs major supplements, there is really no chance.

"But it's good for him and the trail department."

"Coach Sakura!"

I don't know when, Sakura Taro has already come to the three of them. The sentence just now came from his mouth.

In response, the three nodded in agreement.

Yajujin's jade needs further carving, and they are now playing the role of carving knives.

Twenty minutes later.

On the field.

Atobe has been suppressing Akutsu to death, even if he has been using the breath of beasts, Akutsu always feels that he is not playing smoothly.

Trace's attack on his weakness was too sharp.

Every time that makes him uncomfortable, he needs to spend more time to adjust his body. After the whole game, his consumption is not as easy as imagined.

In fact, both of them are a little panting, after all, they are still doing basic pairing most of the time in this game.

Looking at Akutsu who was still maintaining a high level of warfare, Akobe's eyes brightened and he smiled lightly.

Slap... slap!

"The last ball."

The palm of his hand gently retracted the bounced tennis ball, the cold light in the eyes of the trace was dazzling, and the huge cold current covered the entire court in an instant, and even directly overwhelmed the beast breath on Yajujin's body.

"That's it, freeze it!"

boom!

Along with a cold sound from the trace department, a golden light shuttled across the stadium, and thousands of tiny ice crystals were splashed in an instant.

"Game, Keigo Atobe, 6-2."

"The game is over, Keigo Atobe wins!"

The beast that hadn't grown up yet fell into this icy kingdom.

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