Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

"Boy, you are a little worse!"

When he came to the net, Ajutsu stretched out his hand and shook hands with the red-haired boy in front of him.

I didn't intend to say anything, but after seeing Xiang Riyue's desperate expression, after thinking about it, he still left such a sentence, and then he turned away proudly.

Looking at Ajiujin's slightly tall back, the eyes of Riyueren flashed, but he didn't say anything.

After walking out of the court silently and putting the racket in his backpack, he looked sad and left the court carrying the tennis bag.

the first time!

He has maintained his official election status for more than half a year and was taken away by another person.

Even the player who had transferred from the outside to the school defeated him without much effort.

"Xiang Sun!"

Some anxiously shouted behind him, Shiido Ryo was about to chase him when he pressed a big hand on his shoulder.

"Now let him think about it by himself." The tone of the trace was flat, completely devoid of the usual arrogance.

Just like Coach Sakaki considered, Tracebe also hopes to use the "catfish" of Ajutsu to Ultimate, and constantly stimulate these guys who don't usually say anything but are proud of themselves.

Although the process will be a bit cruel, but if you want to not be destroyed by the strong in the future, then such a state of mind must be overcome step by step.

Instead of always taking lessons on the court, it would be better to lose more often.

Nodded silently, Shioto Ryo seemed to understand the reactions of other teammates. It was not Xiangri who they didn't care about, but this in itself was a kind of "good" for Xiangri.

"Then... let's stop here, you guys have worked hard today."

After waiting for everyone's mood to calm down, the coach who had been watching the show just now spoke.

Unconsciously, the mental consciousness of these teenagers has grown to a very outstanding level.

"Coach Sakura has worked hard too!" A group of electors replied in unison.

...

Time passed, and another week in the blink of an eye.

Although everyone in the tennis club knows about the strength of Yajujin, the change in the first team's election still affects the minds of a large number of people.

boom!

boom!

When hitting the ejected tennis ball alone on the court, Xiang Riyue's thoughts drifted a little.

Today is the day when members of the first team go out for extra training. As a member of the second team, he really can't bear it. Only then one person ran from home to school for extra training.

In addition to him, there are also a few second-year players scattered on the court. They belong to the second team of the Bingdi. This time Takinosuke's breakthrough also gave them great motivation.

For a week, it is not that Xiang Riyue has not thought about the reasons for his failure. Even though there is no loss at that time now, he still feels that there is still an unvented emotion in his heart.

Bang... bang...

The yellow ball shadow keeps entering each frame...

...

At the same time, a bus galloped on the road.

In the car, in addition to the selection of the Bingdi, there was also a small follower of the ruins, Huadi, and a group of nine people were heading to the training base in Chiba Prefecture.

Regarding this sudden additional training, although the candidates were a bit strange, they didn't say much. Anyway, they would also practice more or less on weekends. This kind of collective activity is not bad.

"I said, Do you also have a villa in Chiba?"

Looking at the uncle Abe who was sitting firmly in the front row, Shido Ryo couldn't help but think of the last time he went to train at the villa in the field of Tokyo, his face was very curious.

"It's not a villa this time. It's going to the private beach of the uncle of the Department." With his hands resting behind his head, Shang Yuu leaned on the seat lazily.

"This..." Mito Ryo, Takidi and others were stunned secretly.

Is this the life of the rich?

After all, the beaches of Chiba Prefecture are also a good tourist destination. It is a bit exaggerated to think about having a private beach in that kind of place.

"What? It's strange. The energy of this uncle is beyond your imagination."

Seeing everyone's gaze, Trace Department's answer was very sparse and ordinary. A small place like Chiba Prefecture is just a few industries that his family bought at random.

"Really, as always, you are welcome."

Seeing this stinky fart look at the trail, Yuu Yuu and Shinzu both laughed secretly.

Fortunately, everyone is very familiar with it.

For example, Ajutsu, who had just joined the team, naturally heard the words of the trail department without falling into his ears.

Originally, his sight was still falling on the scenery outside the car window, but when he heard what Trace was said, he couldn't help but turn his head to Trace.

"Humph……"

The inexplicable brilliance on Trace Department made him a little uncomfortable.

About two hours later.

The bus stopped by a beautiful beach.

In the distance is the endless blue sea, and the sound of waves lapping is endless. Everyone who gets off the bus only feels a fresh breath unique to the sea.

"Really a good place!"

Seeing the white flowers in the distance illuminated by the sun, he sighed softly.

"Yes!"

The teenagers nodded one after another, and there was always a romance that belonged to men alone on the beach.

Trace Department looked at Shintou with some surprise, but found that his face didn't have the slightest embarrassment.

"Let's go! Go across the beach in front and you're in my uncle's private area."

Tracebeguang walked forward with his hands, and Huadi was carrying two people's bags, one in each hand. Others also followed behind with their bags.

"It's really like a young master."

Ajiuzin cast aside his eyes at Huadi, which had been taciturn, and added a label of love to people in his heart.

For him, the most unbearable thing is the orders of others to him.

After humming twice, he stopped looking at the trail department. Ajujin raised his head slightly, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, enjoying the breeze and sunshine on the beach.

Just as the Ice Emperor was preparing for a special training at Chiba Beach, they encountered another unexpected team.

...

The time was pulled back to two days ago.

Youth Academy.

Eiji Kikumaru ran to the tennis club lounge with excitement.

"Dashi, look, I actually won the jackpot yesterday!"

As soon as he opened the door, Kikumaru couldn't restrain his emotions and shouted loudly.

"Uh... so everyone is here, Mr. Tezuka is early."

A moment of silence and embarrassment...

Seeing everyone's eyes turned towards him, Kikumaru's face instantly turned flush, and he stood in place with an embarrassed face.

"Did Eiji win any big prizes?"

The gentle voice broke the awkward atmosphere, and Fujiu asked with a smile at the door.

This heavenly sound instantly rescued Jumaru's whole body and mind.

"Hee hee, you see, I got a weekend beach reception voucher in Chiba Prefecture, which is for a group of ten!"

The smile on his face quickly resurfaced, and Kikumaru swiftly approached Fuji, and shook the yellow lottery ticket with his right hand.

Snapped!

"Kikumaru, no, we still have to train on weekends. How can we go to the beach to play."

A trace of seriousness appeared on Oishi's face, and he reached out and took the lottery ticket from Kikumaru's hand with a light draw.

"Sell this at that time, or give it to a friend who has time..."

"Hey, why is this!"

Looking up at Dashi, Kikumaru clenched his fists on his chin, looking pitiful.

"No way, no way, Director Tezuka won't be the same..."

"I agreed."

However, unexpectedly, Tezuka's steady voice was not loud, but it spread throughout the lounge.

"what!"

Oishi was taken aback, turned his head in disbelief, and looked at Tezuka, as if he wanted to make sure that the words just came out of his mouth.

Didn’t Tezuka always ask everyone to train hard...

Looking at the calm and majestic figure, Dashi suddenly couldn't understand Tezuka's thoughts.

"Great!"

On the contrary, Kikumaru jumped happily, taking advantage of Dashi not paying attention, grabbing the lottery ticket in his hand again.

"Long live Minister Tezuka!"

"I knew that Minister Tezuka would be considerate of us. The training during this period was very hard."

Oishi only felt his brain buzzed by Kikumaru's noise, and he didn't hear anything else.

As the deputy minister who Tezuka personally applied to Coach Ryugasaki, he originally wanted to play a supervisory role, but he didn't expect...

"That's good too...Dashi."

Fuji still had that gentle tone, quietly calming Dashi's mood. He had guessed some of Tezuka's thoughts, maybe not what Oishi thought.

Takashi Kawamura, who became the main candidate through the trials last month, scratched his head and smiled. As long as he is with everyone, he thinks everything is fine.

Only Gan looked at Tezuka a few more times under the cover of the lens, and thought in his heart: "Do you want to start this part of the exercise ahead of time?"

In the training plan he and Tezuka made at the beginning, beach training was part of it.

"It seems we need to do more preparation!"

Under the heavy lenses, strange eyes flashed, and no one else knew what they were going to face this time.

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