Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

"What's the matter with this short ball!"

Shouzu's hands clenched tightly, and asked with an incredible look on his face.

The ball just didn't bounce at all, he definitely didn't read it wrong.

call……

He took a deep breath, suppressed the horror in his heart, and said softly: "I think... we are not mistaken. This is probably a trick Tezuka has never shown."

Fuji was no longer in the mood to listen to the exclamation of the two carefully. With his eyesight, it was natural to see that Tezuka was already very proficient in the use of this trick.

"How much did you hide back then, Tezuka..."

He fixed his gaze at the tall back figure off the court, and Fuji's eyes trembled, and his heart that was only slightly calm today rippled again.

It now appears that when he was playing against him, Tezuka's strength was just the tip of the iceberg.

"Sure enough, the zero short ball has been developed by Tezuka."

A gleam of brilliance appeared in Yuu Yu's eyes. As one of the cores of Tezuka's future tennis system, the appearance of the zero short ball is still in his expectation.

After all, now Tezuka's use of rotation has reached the point of perfection, in the field of Tezuka, the zero short ball, so that complementary moves can be mutually referenced.

I don't know when the most unsolvable zero serve will appear. Even with his current tennis system, he has to be afraid of three points for this pervert serve.

"The progress of Breath of Wind must be improved as soon as possible!"

Tsung Yuu made a secret decision in his heart that after this short training, he also needs to thoroughly integrate the system of Breath of Wind.

Only the seemingly invisible wind can make him a little bit more confident about the zero serve.

...

On the field.

The shocked face slowly calmed down. The effect of the ball just now really surprised him, but now it is not impossible to crack it.

"Such a short ball as long as it hits the ground..."

Looking at the opposite Tezuka Kunomitsu with fiery eyes, Trailbe understood why Yushang Yu thought about him.

The opponent's self-contained tennis path is definitely not an average national powerhouse.

"Does this short ball have a name just now?"

Looking across the pale yellow tennis ball on the ground next to the net, the trace suddenly asked such a question.

With his hands down naturally, Tezuka's deep eyes glanced at the trace, and then he fixed his voice: "Zero pose."

"Is it called a zero short ball..."

After lightly chewing this name, which seemed to have a special meaning, the light in the eyes of the traces became brighter and brighter.

He walked to the backcourt just like this, and he lightly patted the tennis ball in his hand again.

Huh!

Throwing the ball with his head held high, Trace Department's arm waved.

boom!

Accompanied by a crisp sound, the tennis ball spun quickly, bringing out a pale yellow afterimage, and then directly landed on the court of Tezuka.

Hey!

After the tennis ball hits the ground, a cloud of dust is fiercely rubbed, and it flies toward the side at a large angle.

"This is... a side spin serve from the outside corner."

Seeing the fierce spin on the tennis ball, Tezuka thought to himself.

Trace Department is starting to target his dominant hand. Because it is a left-hander, the backhand side spin can only be received with a large mobilization of his body.

It has to be said that even if the trace department is temporarily unable to use Tang Huaise to serve, his brain has always maintained a very clear thinking.

but……

Since I guessed the idea of ​​Obebe, naturally Tezuka wouldn't let it succeed so easily.

Step on!

The pace was still so steady, Tezuka bullied him, the racket in his hand instantly with a ray of colorful light, pressed against the flying tennis ball.

boom!

Click!

A sharp white light flashed, directly tore off the racket in Trace Department's hand.

Chi Chi...

Even if the tennis ball hits the barbed wire in the backcourt, it still has a strong spin.

"30-0!"

The trace of the face was a bit ugly, his left hand pressed his right wrist and gently twisted, and then he silently bent down and picked up the racket.

He even negligently forgot Tezuka's selfless realm just now, and the smash that gave the double spin, hit his racket directly.

"It's really bad, Trace Department."

Seeing that there seemed to be some incompetent trails off the court, Jackie Yu whispered softly.

Tezuka, who has a complete tactical system, still has a certain degree of restraint in the current tennis system.

Especially the combination of the zero short ball and the Tezuka area, this is the most difficult problem for Atabe to solve at this stage.

Although he has the ability to temporarily blockade the Tezuka area, he will be countered by Tezuka's selfless moves.

Then the blockade was broken, and once again fell into the last cycle.

Da da da……

His thoughts are a bit complicated, and the traces of various plans are constantly vetoed in his mind.

The cold light in his eyes has not diminished, and he is still in his ice and snow world, but he can't control the handsome figure with colorful brilliance on the opposite side.

Huh!

The tennis ball flew again, and Trace Department directly hit the ball at one of the icy edges at random this time.

With a bang, a sharp light and shadow flew towards the blind spot he saw.

Looking at the body that hadn't moved yet in the hand mound, there was a glimmer of expectation in Mi's eyes.

However, the next moment.

Tezuka stepped forward lightly, raising his hand and swiping violently in the air. The position of the ice edge has changed to a certain extent.

boom!

A solid backhand side slam.

After the tennis ball lowered the net for a few minutes, a stronger rebound force gushed out from above.

Whizzing!

The white light appeared at once, and at the same time the body of the trace was also chasing away with the trajectory of the tennis ball.

"Will it also add rotation this time?" Trace Department's eyes sank slightly.

He couldn't figure out whether Tezuka had applied a spin to this sharp and fast bottom line stroke.

Puff!

Between straddling, the footsteps drew an arc with the ground. Slightly exerted force on the forearm of the trace, directly pulled the tennis ball diagonally with the backhand.

The trajectory of the movement has not changed!

Seeing that the tennis ball is still a slash, Tracebu's gaze swept away to Tezuka, which had already rushed to the path of the tennis ball, and his heart shuddered.

"That action!"

Seeing that Tezuka raised his hand and pressed the racket, the impressive short ball action reappeared, and the sole of the right foot of the trace was quickly stepped on, and he sprinted directly toward the tennis ball.

The secret to cracking this ball is fast, never let the tennis land!

Click!

Seeing that the tennis ball was lightly cut like Tezuka.

Huhu!

There was a gust of wind, and the body of the trace was whistling to catch up with the tennis ball that was about to fall.

"This time, it's not that easy!"

Huh!

The arm stretched, and the racquet was thrust into the tennis ball.

Bang!

With a soft sound, the tennis ball was picked up and flew back in a small arc.

wrong!

There was not the slightest joy on his face. At the moment when the tennis racket was touched by the tennis racket, Trace Department found that the rotation on it was not right!

really!

Hiss...

A faint air current circulated quickly, and Tezuka, who was standing on the spot, directly absorbed the short ball placed in front of the trail net.

The arm with the white mans was just a simple wave.

boom!

A white beam of light glided straight across the backcourt of the trace.

"40-0!"

call……

Looking at the figure with divine light radiating from the opposite side, the breath of the trace was thickened by three points.

Now it is not only Tezuka area, the zero short ball has also become a sword of Damocles above his head.

The exact same action can hit two different short shots.

The zero-form, which he didn't know when he would shoot, also became a point he needed to pay attention to at any time.

Faced with Tezuka, who had revealed his strength step by step, Tracebe put the Buddha in front of his shirt, and there were too many places that needed attention.

boom!

"4-3."

...

boom!

"5-3"

...

boom!

"6-3"

The deadlock was broken, and Tezuka won three consecutive rounds, of which two rounds of serve from the track department were broken, which directly won the game.

The end of the sea.

The sun has gradually risen, and wisps of warm sunlight shining golden light on their bodies.

"Thanks for your advice!"

A left hand stretched out, and Tsuki looked at Tezuka's shiny face silently.

"Tezuka, this time the uncle looked down upon you!"

Snapped!

It was not a handshake that responded to Tezuka. Although Tracebe stretched out his right hand, it was the Master's fist, and his forearm hit Tezuka's arm lightly.

Suddenly thinking of something, Tezuka's face was taken aback for a moment, and then he realized that he habitually stretched out his left hand.

However, after seeing the movement of the trace department, the corner of his mouth raised slightly, and the palm of his hand made a fist gently, and touched the trace department forearm.

"Next time, my uncle will beg to come back!"

Looking at the eyes of the hand mound earnestly, Tracebe made a promise in his heart, but also made a statement of himself.

Then, he glanced at the four people in the stands, turned and left alone from the other side of the court.

Looking at the back of Tracebe, who was not at all loose at all, Tezuka suddenly felt a certain sense of responsibility from the other party.

"must!"

Throwing and vocal words came into Trace Department’s ears, and after a light step, no one saw the slightly raised corners of the mouth.

And that... even more awe-inspiring cold light!

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