Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

boom!

The body stretched naturally, and with a wave of his arms down, the tennis ball came again to the court of the hand mound with a fierce momentum.

and……

It is also accurately printed on the corner of the Tezuka hair-receiving area.

Trace Department's serve was precise and sharp, which made him sincerely amazed by his off-court work.

However, Tezuka obviously didn't feel any difficulty, his body stepped, and the racket in his hand quickly swept in the air.

boom!

The angled serve was directly stopped by Tezuka.

"Heh... these two people are really cautious."

His eyes flashed lightly, and he could see that whether it was Tracebe or Tezuka, both of them still had plenty of energy.

"Is it only the first game now?"

Hearing Sung Yuu's speech, pressing dry fingers on the wings of his nose, gently pushing his eyes, asked him the most concerned question.

"Yes, it should be the second goal."

Shang Xianyou glanced at the man who took out the notebook, knowing that he was taking notes again.

However, the current situation on the scene is indeed a bit stalemate, and Tracebe has not launched a fierce offensive, it seems that he is still testing Tezuka's weakness.

And Tezuka is not in a hurry, he prefers this kind of rhythmic style of play without injury to his arm.

"It's really flawless."

boom!

Looking at the tennis ball that steadily landed near the boundary of the baseline for the third time, there was a trace of admiration flashing in his eyes.

After all, this slight carelessness is the result of tennis being out of bounds.

And the other party...

Taking a deep look at Tezuka, who was steady in the backcourt, the opponent's expressionless and neat moves were simply announcing to him that he was accustomed to such shots by Kunimitsu Tezuka.

boom!

Tezuka's backhand pulled high, and it was another accurate diagonal bottom line.

Step on...

Tracebe didn't dare to be careless, and quickly chased after the tennis ball.

He glanced at the position of Tezuka, and Trace Department pulled the ball vertically.

However……

A weird thing happened. It was obviously a straight ball's return attack, but it pulled a curved curve in the air and flew towards the hand mound.

"This is!"

Tracebe's eyes were round. The two players had been playing diagonally just now. Tezuka's position was not so obvious, but this time when he hit the straight ball...

Looking at the tennis ball being controlled by the rotation, Tezuka's left foot was a little bit, and his right foot was slightly turned on the spot, and the racket in his hand hit everything sharply.

Whoosh!

A white light swiftly passed the frontcourt of the track department.

"15 to 15."

Cold words came from Tezuka's mouth, and the small circle-shaped private space under his feet became the focus of the audience.

"What it is?!"

There was a shocked look on Ninzu's face, no more clearly than they could see from the outside of the field, where they were concentrating on temptation at the beginning.

From the third round of the pairing, Tezuka's counterattack by running around the two bottom corners was gradually narrowed by Tezuka.

Until the last straight ball, Tezuka stood in place and attracted the tennis ball.

No matter how you look at it, it's a bit unreasonable...

"It's spinning!"

Fuji's eyes opened completely, his eyes full of solemnity.

When he faced Tezuka, he was completely defeated by Tezuka's move. The limitation of the triple counterattack was what he was concerned about at that time.

"Tezuka area, or Tezuka area."Seeing the incredible gazes of a few people, the words of the shirt Yuu softly reached their ears.

"field?"

Gan seems to not understand, when did this term come into being in tennis knowledge.

"The neon legendary samurai called this a realm."

Shangshan You sighed slightly. This knowledge is not only his memory. His old father had been nagging the story of the former Nanjiro many times in his ears.

"The neon legendary samurai, are you referring to Echizen Minajiro?!"

Fuji was a little surprised, he didn't expect Shang Shan Yu to know so much about things more than ten years ago.

"Yes, that's the samurai."

Yu Yu nodded.

"Fuji is actually right. You will pay close attention to the spin on the tennis ball later."

With such a sentence left, Shun Yuu didn't explain too much. If he didn't discover and think about it, then the Tezuka Domain would be a great barrier for them to cross.

On the field.

The hands of the trace were pressed on the bridge of the nose, and the brilliance in the eyes seemed to overflow. The weirdness of this ball just now has been noticed by him.

"Try again!"

Tracebe whispered softly in his heart, facing an opponent like Tezuka, if he wants to control the situation on the field, then all his moves are the best choice.

Just like when he was facing the minister of Li Hai, he can calmly control the rhythm of the whole game after he has forced everything about Sanada.

Huh!

The tennis ball was thrown away by the mark, and his body was bent and stretched again.

boom!

The tennis ball fell to the ground.

It was another shot with a precise arc.

"The Minister of Bingdi is really an exaggeration!"

The white light of the dry glasses flickered, and not only was the accuracy of the serve at the trail part high, but also because of the large stretch angle, the angle of the tennis ball was a bit tricky, and most people simply couldn't stop such a serve.

However, if it is Tezuka...

Did not disappoint him, Tezuka's prediction was very accurate, and the racket in his left hand was directly intercepted in the direction where the tennis ball bounced.

boom!

With an imperceptible spin, the tennis ball hit the bottom backhand corner of the trail.

"really?"

Looking at Tezuka, he seemed to want to repeat the old tricks, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

"In this case, then..."

His gaze swept across the white net in the middle, and the track racket was pulled horizontally.

Whoosh!

The tennis ball, like the first ball, flew straight towards the net with a yellow light.

"It's useless."

Tezuka's words suddenly sounded in his ears, and Tsube looked up, and saw that a stream of air Uzumaki appeared on Tezuka's body, and the tennis ball that had been flying straight began to rise upward at an angle.

"how come!"

There was some incredible mutter in Trace Department's heart.

boom!

What interrupted him was a sharp chasing smash.

Seeing the pale golden light flashing from his feet, Trail Department suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Hahaha... Tezuka Kunomitsu, I didn't see you wrong as expected!"

After the laughter subsided, the tone of Trace was loud and loud.

Da da da……

The brain quickly calmed down, and the trail lightly pressed the tennis ball in his hand.

"This time, you try again!"

Snapped!

As soon as the tennis rebounded, the trace department tossed it high.

At the same time, the muscles of his whole body tightened, and his body bends back into an exaggerated angle, after the tennis ball fell to the top of his head.

boom!

The power gushing from the whole body exploded at the wrist, and the tennis ball flew towards the hand mound with a huge roar.

"This ball..."

Frowning slightly, Tezuka's face appeared solemn for the first time.

"Here, it's Tang Huaise from Trace Department serving!" Seeing Trace Department's posture, said with some expectation.

The Tezuka area is really not good at serving. Although Tracebe has not fully understood the principles of Tezuka Domain, he has a keen eye and has discovered the blind spots in it.

Whoosh!

After the tennis ball landed, it quickly swept under the racket that Tezuka stretched out with a trail of afterimages.

Although Tezuka's feet are not bad, he can't do a sprint burst like Yuu Yuu's, or have a body with a natural talent like Kosaburo Mori.

"I'm afraid the first game will be taken by the Ministry of Traces."

Jackie Yu looked at Tezuka who still needed to adapt to Tang Huaise's serve, and estimated in his heart.

For the trace department in the first game, only two goals remained. This time is not enough for Tezuka.

boom!

"40-15"

...

boom!

"1-0"

Sure enough, there were two more servings from Tang Huaise next, and he won his first serve.

Although Tezuka caught up with the last ball, he didn't grasp the timing of catching the ball and let the tennis ball slip out of the frame.

Although he won the first game, Trace's face was not relaxed. He used Tang Huaise to serve before because he had nothing to do.

He can avoid Tezuka's weird possession on the serve, but now...

If there is no good way to crack the Tezuka area, Tracebe's service will be very passive.

Squeezing the tennis ball lightly twice, Tezuka swept across the trail with a solemn expression.

From this round, everything will end.

Tezuka still remembered that Shan Yu didn't miss any game of Fu Du last night. Although the trace department is also a national-level master, it is not without the opportunity to give it a try.

boom!

Throwing the ball, swinging the racket, Tezuka finished in one go.

Like the previous serve in the track, the tennis ball also pressed against the corner of the receiving area with a fierce wind.

Simply neat!

The horrible side spin on the tennis ball makes the scalp numb.

"I really can't be careless!"

Step on! !

A gray-white figure quickly rushed up from near the bottom line.

Looking at the tennis ball that is close at hand, Tracee's eyes narrowed slightly, and he raised his hand to press against the left boundary line of the hand mound.

Such a serve can't beat them at this level.

"Pretty!"

Shinzu's eyes lit up slightly, such a completely opposite angle, even if it was in the Tezuka area...

"Do not……"

Gan pushed his eyes lightly and said calmly.

I saw that the tennis ball, which was originally going to the border of the hand mound, was drawn by a certain force, drawing a weird curve in mid-air, and once again flew towards Tezuka on the center line of the court.

boom!

As soon as the footsteps turned, Tezuka's racket did not show mercy, and directly pressed against the sideways that did not turn around.

"15-0"

"I can really do it..."Looking at Tezuka that looked like a big mountain, Shinzu murmured softly.

"It turns out to give the tennis a special spin."

He stared at Tezuka who was drawing a circle under his feet in a daze. His tone was harsh. His eyes could see the ball clearly just now.

Tezuka did not waver because of the words of Atobe, this was just the beginning of his tactical system.

Huh!

boom!

The palm of his hand reversed, and the tennis ball blew on the racket.

A beam of light yellow light dragged the afterimages towards the trace department.

Step on!

This time the movement of the feet was faster, the track body moved quickly to the landing point of the tennis ball, and then the racket was upright and the knees were bent.

As soon as the tennis ball bounced, the racket in his hand slammed into it.

"This is a super half volley!"

Seeing that familiar movement, the gaze of forbearance lightly lit up. Yes, before the tennis spin has exploded, it is enough to play back in advance.

"Ha ha……"

The shirt shook his head and chuckled. I'm afraid it's not that simple. You can't make the opposite rotation or break with force. It's difficult to break through the defense line of Tezuka's domain with ordinary moves.

Soon, the anticipation in Trace's eyes dissipated, and Tezuka really "sucked" the tennis ball again.

boom!

boom!

...

However, this time Trace Department did not give up easily, he did not believe that this was a perfect move.

The two kept pulling back and forth, and Tezuka's resilience surprised Tezuka.

and……

Looking at the wrist that he had been under pressure from just now, Tezuka's eyes were slightly certain.

boom!

After returning the ball again, Tezuka's figure ran towards the net.

"Tezuka took the initiative to attack!"

Looking at Tezuka who had changed his previous style, he was slightly surprised.

Could it be that the Tezuka area was broken?

"No, Tracebe didn't break through the Tezuka area. I'm afraid Tezuka doesn't want to drag it anymore."

Fujitsu's eyes were clear, and I am afraid that Tezuka didn't want to give the trail department a chance to drag it down. After all, Tezuka domain also had a burden on the wrist.

It’s not so easy to think of such a perfect control of the rotation after the wrist is exhausted in the back.

"Finally got out of the tortoise shell!"

Seeing Tezuka's movements, his eyes lit up, and his dragging skills finally worked.

boom!

With the same forceful pull, the body of the traces moved quickly towards the net.

The brave wins if you meet on a narrow road!

And Tezuka, who was a step faster than him, suddenly took a moment, and his body was slightly behind, and the racket in his hand was upright with the tennis ball hitting back in the middle.

boom!

A very simple high-pressure ball, the tennis ball fell accurately on the boundary line of the track.

"The score is 1-1."

Standing quietly and looking at the unacceptable traces, Tezuka's eyes were still so calm.

"He was actually beaten into a psychological warfare!"

Looking at the somewhat sluggish trace, Jackie Yu almost laughed.

Although Tezuka abruptly gave up using the Tezuka domain, the fake action of surfing the Internet did directly deceive the somewhat impatient and numb Trace.

Facing such a hard-won such a good opportunity, the trace department will naturally not let it go. Who ever thought...

You know, tennis is never just a clash of skills.

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