Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

Early spring, April.

Just after the spring break, Shang Xian Yu is about to usher in his second year of middle school.

Walking on the street with the beautiful girl, the scent of scent spread to the tip of the shirt Yuu's nose.

On both sides of the street, there are Sakura flower trees that are trying to expand their branches and leaves.

That faint fragrance is constantly being sent into the noses of pedestrians by the spring breeze.

Long and long.

Wow...

The breeze swept through, and another rippling of powdery white was set off.

"It's so beautiful!"

Stretching out her white tender little hand, Kami Rikana caught a Sakura flower petal that happened to fall in front of her.

The pink color was quietly printed on the palm of her hand.

Taking a look at the young man who was already a head taller than him, a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Yes, it's so beautiful!"

The gaze was silently placed on the girl's somewhat shy face, and the shirt Yuu also felt the same way.

Kanzari Yukina has now been promoted to high school, and her already beautiful face is beginning to bloom even more beautifully.

Time is such a wonderful catalyst. It not only changes the appearance of a person, but also changes the relationship between people.

"Hurry up, otherwise you will be fined to stand."

Holding the girl's soft and warm little hands, the two shuttled across this beautiful Sakura flower avenue.

The youthful atmosphere around them attracted the attention of those who traveled along the way.

Halfway to bid farewell to the god Rika, Yuu Shangshang came to the Ice Emperor Academy by himself.

Or familiar opening ceremony, familiar freshmen speak.

It's a pity that there is no such extraordinary super newcomer as Rubu this year. Those seniors who have gone through enrollment in the sacred department feel that something seems to be missing.

At the beginning, the uncle Rubu directly blasted the audience with a single sentence. Moreover, the facts have proved that the back of the trace department has indeed done his own Kyogen.

The head of the tennis club, the president of the student union, Wei Wei. Regardless of the position, the achievements made by the Department of Trace have surpassed those of the previous predecessors.

While holding these important positions, the track department's performance has always been excellent in general subjects. This is almost a perfect person, and almost the entire Bingdi teachers and students are convinced by him.

"This year is really boring..."

After the meeting, on the way back to the classroom, Xiang Riyue still complained to the shirt.

The freshman's speech at the beginning of the track department greatly satisfied his love of watching the excitement.

In this regard, the shirt can't help but smile: "The opening ceremony of the school must have been a swan song, but..."

The voice turned slightly, and the shirt Yuu showed off a little bit.

"But what?!"

Sure enough, when he heard something in the upper shirt's words, Xiang Riyue suddenly became energetic, and the originally sloppy expression instantly became alive, and his eyes asked excitedly.

"I found a few interesting guys in the tennis club not long ago."

"Who is it, who is it!"

Looking at Shang Shan Yu's very mysterious smile, Xiang Riyue felt as if his heart was scratched by a kitten.

"Xiang Ri, you should be careful not to be squeezed out of the right place by the new students. That would be too shameful."

When he walked to the back door of the classroom, the shirt you suddenly stopped, his face pretending to be dignified and threatening Xiang Riyue.

Xiang Riyue's face became stiff, and his body stood still on the spot. His pupils were slightly out of focus, and he remembered the painful experience of being dominated by Ajiujin.

"Could it be that there is another big pervert like Akutsu..."

He whispered a word, he looked at the shirt Yuu in disbelief.

However, when he saw the sly smile at the corner of the opponent's mouth.

"Tops!"

With a roar, Xiang Riyue chased the shirt and ran into the classroom.

He didn't know how, he was fooled by shirt Yu again. The aura that broke out at the moment of shirt Yu just now was really bluffing.

Xiang Riyue feels like Shangshangyu has seen those new students who may emerge in person.

"stop!"

Seeing that he was forced to sit on top of the seat, Yu Yuu stretched out his hand to push, and made an interrupting action with both hands, and stopped Xiang Ri to "retaliate" with his little hand.

"I didn't lie to you, don't forget that Huadi has also been promoted from elementary school this year."

"Hua Di..."

The color of thinking in his eyes flashed, and Xiang Riyue's mind suddenly remembered the tall figure that had been silently following behind the trace department.

"Yes, look at when I lied to you."

Seeing Xiang Riyue's face, his shirt leaned back on his bench with a smile, with a confident appearance.

"Has Huadi's strength already been so strong..."

It seemed that he still didn't believe it, and Xiang Riyue asked with a stare at the shirt Yuu again.

"Ahem, Xiangri, think about it carefully. When Huadi occasionally trains with us, has it ever fallen behind."

In order to dispel Xiangri's doubts, Shang Shan Yu worked hard to give him a chance to make memories.

"It seems... really!"

Thinking back to Huadi, there seemed to be no trace of strength, the more Xiang Riyue people thought about it, the more they felt that it was really such a thing.

"Well, don't want to lose the face of being a senior, then practice more!"

He patted Xiangri on the shoulder, and Yuu sent the guy who was circumvented by him.

Probably because he hadn't walked out of the shadow of Ajujin before, the current Xiangriyue people felt that the whole person was a little less angry, and he didn't have the same confidence as before.

If the remarks made by Yuu Yuu were for Ryo Mito, it is estimated that Mito would be looking forward to playing against Huadi on the court, rather than worrying like Mukai.

"It seems that the frustration style of growth has both good and bad." After squeezing his chin twice, Tsung Yuu is now thinking about how to solve this problem.

Of course, the most important thing is definitely to pass the psychological barrier to Riyue himself, and release the emotion of frustration at the beginning.

"Maybe I can mention it to Coach Sakura."

Thinking of Sakura Taro who knows better than him in terms of mentality, Shang Shun Yu thought secretly in his heart.

The next day, Bingdi Tennis Club.

Early in the morning, there was already a long queue in the place to fill in the application form. Most of these freshmen had eager eyes and looked at the very formal tennis court next to them from time to time.

Compared with last year, there are only a lot more freshmen who chose to join the tennis club this year. After all, Bingdi's performance in the national competition last time is obvious to all.

All the way to the previous championship and runner-up, although the final final was unfortunately lost to the old rival Li Haida, but even the runner-up made the name of the ice emperor resounded everywhere.

Coach Sakura seems to have anticipated this situation very early, and added an actual combat assessment to the application for admission.

Freshmen who have filled out the admission application must go to the court to play a tie-breaker with Bingdi’s reserve players. Only those with qualified performance are eligible to officially join the department.

In the line of people, a teenager with dark gray hair was a little nervous, and his small head turned to the direction of the court from time to time.

"Hiyoshi, do you think we can join the tennis club this time? The assessment seems to be very strict, and... the seniors are so strong."

The tone was a little sad, and Feng Chang Taro hoped to use his friend's words to solve it.

The two met by chance encounter last year. At that time, both he and Jijiruo were attracted by a trial at Bingdi School, and the two witnessed an amazing match together.

After being infected by that person, the two agreed to join Bingdi's tennis club together after being promoted from elementary school to middle school.

Unlike Feng Changtaro, Hijiruo's personality is very similar to his dark yellow broken hair, fierce and cold, full of strong ambition.

He didn't care about Feng Chang Taro's worries at all. He just fixed his eyes on the players who were standing next to the court. Hijiruo was full of ambitions and said: "Feng, my goal has always been the first team to be selected."

"Uh..."

Feeling the strong self-confidence exuded by Hijiruo, Feng Chang Taro could only shake his head and smile bitterly. He felt that his own strength was still a little far away.

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