Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

Slap... slap...

The tennis ball was gently pressed, the shirt took a light breath of air, and his attention was slightly concentrated.

Huh!

Following the jog of the toes, Yu Yuu's body shook back and forth twice, and the tennis ball in his hand was thrown upwards vertically.

He raised his head slightly and bent his body, and the curve of his entire body was clearly visible under the blowing of the sea breeze. Under the smooth muscle lines, there are power and bursts that cannot be ignored.

hiss……

Accompanied by light concentrated breathing, a bright blue light appeared on the racket, and the strength of the shirt Yuu twisted into a single wave, and he waved heavily at the tennis ball falling above his head.

Puff!

With a heavy muffled sound, the tennis ball was like a blue wave of water, tumbling towards Fujisuke.

捌之型•Taki Pot!

"This is!"

The moment the tennis was played, Fuji felt like a small boat in the ocean.

Several huge water pillars fell directly in the sky, making him inevitable, and he could only stand still, watching Qingtian's stunned waves slap against his body.

Click!

"15-0"

It seemed as if he had been poured into a cold heart, and when he came back to his senses, the tennis ball had slipped and rolled down the wire fence behind him.

Raising his head violently, Fujie saw the smiling eyes of Yushang Yuu.

"Such tennis..."

Like opening the door to New World, Fuji found that his previous vision might be too narrow.

"Sure enough, to get out of the predicament of losing the five senses, the opponent's ability also involves the senses."

After thinking about it quietly in his mind, he connected the match between Yuu Yu and Yukimura in the national competition.

"In other words..."

His eyes flickered, as if he thought of some key point.

"Fuji classmate, you should have guessed something..."

Seeing the thinking in Fuji's eyes, Jackie Yu said directly to him.

Raising his gaze lightly, Fujie discovered the deep meaning in the shirt Yuu's eyes, which seemed to further strengthen his thoughts.

"...With your current strength, you are not even close to being my opponent!"

boom!

Accompanied by the second half of the sentence in the shirt Yuu, the tennis ball in his hand was hit hard by him again.

Qingtian’s Pillar of Wave once again brought Fuji to another level.

Patter...

It was another hit serve to score.

boom!

...

boom!

"The score is 2-0."

Four easy Ace shots were played directly without words.

Puff, puff...

Feeling the accelerated jump of the heart, Fujie lowered his eyelids, allowing the slightly protruding hair tips to block the line of sight in front of him.

"This is the opponent that Tezuka will face in the future..."

With a little trepidation in his eyes, if he continues like this, can he continue to stand beside Tezuka?

A voice of doubt rang in his heart.

"Fuji classmate, go ahead, know that Tezuka came to me specifically for you."

"Um?!"

Hearing Shang Shan Yu's words, Fuji's face suddenly changed, and it was Tezuka...

First, he felt a slight tingling in his heart, and then an angry mood surged into his heart.

"Tezuka, I will prove it to you..."

Unknowingly, there is a sense of killing on the court. This is no longer a simple match.

The Fuji Zhousuke who had been shrinking and unwilling to untie his restraints was completely released.

"Sure enough, Tezuka is good."

Seeing that Buer's momentum was completely different from the beginning, Jackie Yu laughed in her heart.

Compared to the same period when Taocheng and Haitang competed in love. Tezuka and Fuji are too complementary in character. The long-term humility has allowed Fuji to hide himself subconsciously. When facing Tezuka, he is unwilling to reveal his truly strong side.

...

Huh!

Fuji's eyes were very sharp, he tossed the tennis ball upwards, and then the racket in his right hand twirled.

boom!

An astonishing yellow light accurately fell on the corner of the receiving area.

Yuu's eyes lit up. The footsteps are very steady, quickly chasing to the landing point, and raising his hand is also an unceremonious wave.

boom!

A fierce smash hit the ball straight to the bottom corner of the backhand.

At this time, a breeze blew over Jack Yuu's ears, and when he looked over, he found that Fujisuke had already come to the path of tennis.

"White Whale!"

With a soft whisper, the unused racket tilted.

Huh!

Like a whale's tail wagging out of the water, the tennis once again magically draws an unreasonable curve.

After leaping over the top of the shirt Yuu's head, it accurately landed on the bottom line of the backcourt, and then bounced back quickly in the direction of Fuji.

"Not reconciled?"

Seeing that Buer used his original stunt once again, the shirt hummed softly.

Whoosh!

Following the action of the rebounding tennis ball, Yu Yuu's body was pulled sideways, and the backhand directly smashed the tennis ball back in midair.

That fierce speed is not weaker than the forehand.

"Feiyan...return the nest!"

Never thought of winning with only one move, and the cold words echoed on the court again.

With his eyes open, he waited confidently on the path of the tennis ball. Before the tennis ball landed, his arms raised backwards cut sharply.

Bang!

Damn it!

The golden crescent arc was pulled out again, and the tennis ball quickly swept towards the ground like a swallow in a rainy day.

"This ball... just hit back before it falls!"

Step on!

With the sound of confident footsteps, Yu Yuu's body took up an afterimage, and he ran towards the tennis ball quickly, his arms stretched forward, and the racket was fished directly from the bottom to the top.

Puff!

The Achilles heel of the tennis ball flying high and Feiyan returning to the nest was explained by Yu Yu.

This is why Feiyan is still amazing, but still not better than Tang Huaise's serve.

One is to serve and the other is just to hit back.

"Hey, is the real goal for this lob!"

Seeing that he jumped up for no second, Yuu Yuu's eyes narrowed slightly.

Maybe in the eyes of ordinary people, it can be used as a stunt move, but in Fuji's hands, it is just for the preparation of a one-shot kill.

As expected of you, no two weeks to help!

"Drink!"

A soft roar was a rare excitement.

And just in case, Fuji directly adjusted the angle of his lower arm swing and buckled the ball toward Yuu's back.

boom!

With a bang, the tennis ball crashed down with a huge impact.

"Actually... I'm also waiting for you!"

With a light smile, Tsung Yuu's right foot stomped hard, and the whole body jumped up vertically, and layers of water patterns appeared on the racket in his hand. He tried his best to smash and was perfectly intercepted by him in mid-air. .

In mid-air, Jackie Yu held the pat with both hands, and his entire body pressed forward.

Puff!

A sharp azure blue beam of light flashed quickly from under the crotch.

boom!

A huge bombardment sounded from the barbed wire fence behind him, and a deep concave deformed area emerged on it.

"Smash and catch the smash!"

Gan Zhenzhi held up his glasses with some shaking hands.

This ball used all kinds of stunts to pave the way to the final key ball, but did not expect the opponent to counterattack back in such an overbearing manner.

"That's a vertical center of gravity smash!"

Tezuka's eyes flickered similarly, and this return of the top Yuu, can be said that he did not leave any affection for Fuji.

"The heart of the shirt is still so hard."

Looking at the trembling eyes on the court, Fuji Zhousuke couldn't help but say something.

It was the same as when he was in the game at the beginning, the shirt Yu was also like this, without the slightest remaining hands, the red fruit exposed all your weaknesses.

"The shirts on the court have never left anyone's hands!"

With a slight curl of the corner of his mouth, Trace also remembered the match he had played with Sung Yuu. He was completely led by Sung Yuu's nose, and then pushed him to a certain limit before taking him away.

Confident, strong and domineering.

With more and more victories, Shang Xian Yu's body has unconsciously brought on these temperaments.

"Don't help the second week, will your confidence be broken or will you go further?"

Looking deeply at Fu Du on the field, Trace Department is very much looking forward to having one more opponent like this.

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