Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

"Hiyoshi, the final is coming soon!" Looking at the phone in his hand from time to time, Feng Chang Taro could hardly conceal the joy in his heart.

"Yes, this victory will definitely be won by us!" Rijiruo stared coldly at the name of the last school on the match list. He also hates having to rest and start the finals immediately.

"Don't be too anxious." Two cans of soda were thrown at the two of them, and the shirt you suddenly came up from a short distance, with a smile on his face.

"Senior in shirt!" Catching the drink flying from the air in a panic, the two of them stood up a little awkwardly.

It's still time to rest, but the two of them can't hold back, and they came to the stadium early to wait.

"Don't be so nervous, I don't want to eat people, come and sit." She patted the seats on the table, and Tsung Yuu greeted the two.

Feng Chang Taro and Higiri looked at each other, and they sat next to Top Yuu with a drink in their hands.

There was a moment of silence.

Hiyoshiro took the lead in provoking the topic: "Senior tops, did you feel the same way in your first match?"

Thinking of what Jungshou Yu said just now, Hiyoshi Ruo raised this question unceremoniously.

There was no rush to answer, with a "click", the shirt first opened the drink in his hand, and his mouth gently clicked on the mouth of the can.

"We? Almost right, but after we understand the gap between our opponent and us, we are very confident, and even..." Shang Xian You raised his head and looked at the distant sky. The scene of last year seems to be vivid.

"Even what?" Feng Chang Taro asked with a probe.

"Hehe, I even went to sleep lazily until Xiangri pulled me back to play in the finals." Don't think it would damage the two of them, Yu Yuu said some of his "feats" indifferently.

"Uh..." It seemed that the answer was different from what he had expected. Feng Chang Taro did not expect that the shirt Yuu, who always looked serious, would have such a side.

"Tsk tusk, don't you understand?"

Suddenly, Shang Xian Yu stood up, blocking most of the sunlight, leaving only a tall and straight back figure for the two of them.

"Wh...what!?" The two of them were a little at a loss. Could it be that there was some truth in the remarks that Shang Yuu had just said?

"The strong will always maintain a calm state of mind, and only the weak will eagerly want to prove it." Very bluntly pretending to be once in front of the two younger generations, and the shirt Yuu pretending to be advanced and walking into the distance. go.

They didn't give the two a chance to ask questions at all, and ran away directly after the installation.

When said by Shang Shan Yu, the mentality of the two of them also slowed down a bit, but...

"It feels like what the senior said is reasonable, but what's wrong..." Scratching his head, Feng Chang Taro's expression was a little confused, and then he asked his little friend: "Hiyoshi, do you understand?"

Strongly squeezing the can in his hand, Ri Jiruo looked serious: "Maybe the seniors meant that we should be strong."

He is very concerned about strengths and weaknesses, and he is extraordinarily sensitive to this point.

"Perhaps if you succeed in defeating..." At this time, the teenager can't imagine that far, but it doesn't prevent him from combining his own understanding to make an interpretation.

The two of them were groaning, their irritable minds gradually calmed down, and they kept thinking about what Yu Shan Yu just said in their minds.

Quietly, the rest time just passed away.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the finals began.

"Next, the finals of the Chengdong Division will start soon. Bingdi Academy will play against Yuezhi Nanchuan Middle School."

As the broadcast sound spread, the crowd of onlookers throughout the stadium also increased.

"There is still no suspense, Bingdi is definitely the champion."

"Didn't you find out? The Bingdi is basically a new face this year."

"It's probably only the second army."

...

There were endless discussions outside the court, and those who knew a little about the system of the Bingdi Tennis Club introduced them in detail and told the people around him about the difference between Bingdi's first and second teams.

"Bingdi Academy!" Mixed in the crowd, watching the situation of the Bingdi personnel bitterly at the beginning of the month.

His gaze scanned the Ice Emperor's team members, as if looking for someone's figure, and soon, his gaze fell on the fierce young man with gray hair.

"Ajiu Jinren." The tone couldn't tell whether it was envy or jealousy. At the beginning of watching the moon in the first game of Bingdi, I saw the performance of Yajujin. At that time, he was directly shocked. No matter what aspect of the sports performance, the opponent was very good.

It's a pity that the opponent is already a member of the Ice Emperor, I don't know if it can...

The eyes flickered, and the brain was thinking quickly at the beginning of the month. If Ajiuzin can be dug to Saint Rudolf, then they will go further this year, and it will not be without a chance to advance into the country.

Not to mention the students at the beginning of the month who were thinking again outside the court. Shang Shan Yu felt a little nostalgic when he heard the name of the last opponent.

At the beginning he was studying in the elementary school in southern Yuezhi Sichuan, but he didn't expect to turn around now and then back again, but this time he was on the side of the Ice Emperor Academy.

Calm handshake and salute. Everything is so ordinary.

However, for the coaching seat in the finals, Top Yuu still sat down honestly.

Doubles two, 6-0.

Doubles one, 6-0.

Singles one, 6-0.

Ordinary, calm, not much to watch, in addition to the strong strength of the Ice Emperor, the resistance of Yuezhi Chuannan is also very weak. They didn't show their hard work in the semifinals at all.

In this situation, you can probably guess that after confirming that they can enter the capital competition, the opponent does not want to give too much information to other opponents, and they do not have the confidence to compare with the ice emperor.

"Oh, I can understand it in my heart, but I can't agree with it." Watching the team in Yuezhi Chuannan leave, Shang Xian Yu once again realized the disparity between the teams.

Their Bingdi only sent the second team, and it was easy to win, and these schools that are not strong or are in a low-profile school, they need to consider more.

"And... it really doesn't feel like taking it again." Raising the trophy in his hand, there was no excitement on Jackie Yu's face, this champion was somewhat dull.

"Here, take it." Squeezing the trophy into Ajujin's hand, Jacky Yu walked towards Bingdi's school bus with a moderate emotion.

"You..." I just wanted to complain about shirt Yu, but seeing his appearance, Ajutsu still held back the words.

Putting aside, playing with the trophy in his hand with some curiosity, Ajujin's eyes flashed with desire: "It's not bad to feel like a champion!"

Come with happiness, and return with happiness.

The mood of everyone in the Ice Emperor Second Team was a bit agitated, and for some of them, the glory of the championship was the first experience.

...

Different places, same time.

The West City Regional Competition is about to come to an end.

Dashi's breathing was a little short at this time, and he was staring at Fuu on the court intently.

Now the score on the field has come to 5-0, and after the last goal, it has now reached the end of the match.

Huh!

His eyes opened divinely, and Fuji's blue eyes were full of seriousness.

Da da da……

Press gently with the palm, and the sound of the tennis ball tapping the ground rhythmically sounded. The invisible pressure was directly on the minister of Peimu Middle School opposite.

A drop of sweat slipped from his forehead, some to the temples, and some to the brows, but even so, he had no intention of wiping it.

Only in the past year, he couldn't understand why the youth academy, which has been struggling in the regional and metropolitan competitions all the year round, has become so strong.

Whether it's a freshman or an old second-year student, Qingxue has demonstrated unreasonable strength. They have already lost two doubles before, and his game... is also at stake.

The smiling and amiable boy on the opposite side was too strong. He hadn't scored a point in the first five games!

He only feels a little in a trance now, and he has no idea how they won the Youth Academy last year.

"Last year, also here, I saw the lonely light in Tezuka's eyes. Today, let me...get everything back!

Whoosh!

The tennis ball swung lightly at Fuji's fingertips, spinning down quickly and falling down.

As the firm words in the heart fell, Fuji's racket swept from bottom to top.

boom!

The crisp sound reverberated, and the tennis ball snaked out a beautiful curve in the air.

"His..."

The tennis ball fell to the ground, rubbing it with a puff of smoke and dust, and then quickly flicked towards Minister Peimu's forehand.

"Where?!" With his eyes turning rapidly, Minister Peimu only felt several different afterimages of tennis balls appearing in his sight.

After gritting his teeth, his racket can only be randomly swung at the tennis ball close at hand.

"Whoo!"

There was a sense of steadfastness without any force, only the sound of the racquet was raised, and the tennis ball disappeared before his eyes. He couldn't break the disappearing serve that Fuji played.

"It's over..." There was a white face on his face, and he knew that he had lost his last chance.

"Patter!"

It wasn't until a bounce sound came from behind that he found the yellowish tennis ball that had reappeared.

"Game, Youth Academy Buer Zhou helped, 6-0."

"The whole game ended, and the Youth Academy won the final victory with a total score of 3-0."

"Wow even!"

"It's great, Fujii Senior!"

Along with the referee's final score, Qingxue broke out with great cheers.

"Great, Eiji, shit, we won the championship for the first time." The mood was very complicated, and Dashi's emotions instantly surged to the tip of his nose. After more than half a year, their efforts have not failed them.

"Smelly Lion Majesty, don't you see, we are champions! We are champions!" With his arms around Haitang's shoulders, Taocheng jumped with excitement. There are not as many emotions as the old players, Taocheng is more excited and happy.

Although Haitang's face was uncomfortable this time, he didn't compete with Taocheng anymore. Looking at the figure of Buer who was off the court, he also vomited a little excitedly: "Nice job!"

Before the game started, Peimu Middle School's ridicule made him very annoyed. He and Taocheng almost had a fight with each other without holding back.

"Fuji, I have worked hard, I played very beautifully!" Looking at the man in front of him with some feeling, Coach Ryugasaki suddenly felt that his previous concept should be changed more.

"It should be!" Replied with a smile, took the towel from the second hand, and walked directly toward the hand mound.

"Tezuka, let's start here." There was light in his eyes, and Fuji looked at Tezuka's eyes with a smile.

"Okay!" Some emotions are also shaking in the eyes, and Tezuka's mood is not as calm as the expression on his face now.

Bingdi and Qingxue.

Both sides have the same champion, but in different people, it feels different.

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