Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

"This really surprised me!"

Inoue watched the latest match list of the Metropolitan Tournament, with a strange expression on his face.

Youth Academy, this familiar and unfamiliar name once again appeared in his vision.

Back then, his idol, Mr. Echizen Minajiro, went to the world from this school. At that time, almost everyone thought that the Youth Academy had become a strong tennis school.

result……

It seems to have been sucked up all the essence, not to mention the youth, other schools have never seen a neon player who can be active on the world stage.

"Senior Inoue?"

Looking at Inoue Mamoru who was inexplicably caught in his own memories, Shiba Saori's expression was a little weird. Is there anything wrong with this match table?

Carefully picked it up and looked through it twice, and she found nothing unusual.

"Saori, I'm going to the Qingxue competition venue today, I will leave it to you for the Ice Emperor!"

His face changed a few times, Inoue Mamoru decided to follow his inner thoughts. He wanted to see what changes had taken place in Qingxue today.

"Hey~!"

The sudden task surprised Shiba Saori, and then she was happy in her heart: "Sure enough, seniors will still give me a chance!"

The smile on his face was a little uncontrollable, Shiba Saori patted his chest, and said solemnly, "Senior Inoue, don't worry, I will definitely take the game this time!"

"good!"

I didn't think so much, Inoue Shou's current thoughts had gone to Qingxue's side.

The two separated at the three fork in this way, and Inoue hurriedly walked towards the other court.

"Yeah! Great!"

Seeing Inoue Shou walking away, Shiba Saori raised her arms, not caring about any ladylike demeanor, and cheered.

With a very happy mood, she trot all the way towards the venue of the Ice Emperor competition.

at this time.

The stadium where the Ice Emperor and Saint Rudolph played.

The expression on his face at the beginning of the month was very ugly. This is completely different from what he imagined.

Sakura Taro wearing a burgundy suit was sitting in the coach seat, while Ruabe led the ice emperor's group to sit in the stands.

The ridiculous smile at the corner of Trace's mouth made him furious!

boom!

Sudden.

A sharp muffled noise came from the court.

The tennis ball is like a beam of heavy artillery, directly bombarding St. Rudolph's half court, and after smashing a black scratch, it quickly pops out of the court.

"Game, Bingdi Academy is leading, the score is 3 to 0!"

"Exchange venue!"

The judge's pronouncement sounded like a basin of cold water, pouring on the heart of the beginning of the moon.

With confident smiles on their faces, Fengchang Taro and Shinto Liang walked past him.

While they doubled for two, Shinya Yanasawa and Takuya Nomura were slightly pale.

In less than twenty minutes, the two of them had already been played for three consecutive rounds, and there was basically no way to fight back.

Especially the white-haired boy, the speed of his serve was too fast. Although there were occasional mistakes, this big killer also played a terrifying deterrent effect.

As long as the Bingdi can keep the serve, it will bring them great offensive pressure.

When the two went to the Ice Emperor halftime, they calmed down and looked at the beginning of the moon and gave them a wink.

Upon seeing this, the two nodded knowingly.

Before the game, Guanyue gave them some key statistics. They originally planned to use them in the key rounds later, but now they can't hesitate. Once the decline can't be contained, the victory can easily fall to the opposite side completely.

"I didn't expect Shito and Feng to be a good match for the new students." Xiang Riyue was a little surprised. He didn't expect the two people to have a tacit understanding by accident.

Aside, he touched his chin and thought, "Speaking of which, this pair is made of tops."

"Hmph, that guy, his eyes are always savage." Tracebe smiled playfully, remembering the special ability to recognize people.

In response to this, several other people nodded one after another, whether it was Akuzu or Fengchang Taro, they were already enough to demonstrate the ability of Yuu Yuu.

"By the way, the guy in the shirt ran away again?"

Sweeping his gaze, Trace Department found that the figure in the shirt Yuu was no longer in the team.

"I guess I went to inquire about it. Isn't there a youth competition today?"

Don't glance at the trace part meaningfully, and pushed his eyes with a chuckle. He is here now, the only one who knows that Rubu lost to Qingxue Tezuka Kunimitsu last year.

Trace's face stiffened slightly, and obviously he also understood the hidden meaning of Shinji.

Off the court.

After winning the next round, Shioto Ryo's brows wrinkled slightly.

In the previous game they lost, the ball returned by the two opposing players seemed to be concentrated on Feng Chang Taro's side.

"Friction?"

With a silent voice in his heart, his sharp eyes swept towards the two Saint Rudolphs.

He also experienced this kind of tactics in national competitions. At that time, whether it was Li Haida or Lion Music, they used similar tactics.

"Nagataro!" Shiido Ryo reminded him loudly.

Immediately after him, Feng Chang Taro's response came from behind him, "Understood!"

Feng Chang Taro glanced attentively and gently pressed the tennis ball with his palm.

"They want to get angry and win this game."

Da da da……

The tennis rebounded a few times neatly, and Feng Chang Taro took advantage of it. After sweeping the two opposing people, the tennis ball naturally tossed upwards.

"coming!"

A smile appeared on the face at the beginning of the month.

"The ball is fast or fast, but there are many uncontrollable factors, especially your little moves!"

With a cold smile in my heart, I prepared to watch a good show quietly at the beginning of the month.

"One ball...into the soul!"

boom!

Feng Chang Taro waved his side arm, and the tennis ball immediately brought out a terrifying afterimage, flying towards the diagonally opposite receiving area.

However……

"puff!"

The ball violently hit the middle of the net, driving the net to fly slightly.

"Mistaken serve!"

"Come again!"

Squeezing the tennis ball in his hand, Feng Chang Taro wanted to try again.

Huh!

"One ball...into the soul!"

boom!

The power is undiminished, and the tennis is so fast that people can't see clearly.

"This ball feels very good!"

Feng Chang Taro's face is very confident, he will definitely score once with this goal.

However.

puff!

"Double serve turnover, 15-0."

With a strange expression on his face, Feng Chang Taro looked at his palm and shook it gently...

"It feels right in the hand, why..."

Strong doubts surfaced in his mind that he had made a double mistake.

"Nagataro, cheer up!"

Shido Ryo yelled, interrupting Feng Chang Taro's thoughts. It's a big taboo to be distracted on the court.

"Yes!"

Taking a deep breath, Feng Chang Taro calmed himself down.

He needs to believe in himself.

Come again!

boom!

"Hang the net, missed serve."

boom!

"Double serve turnover, 30-0."

However, as before, the two heavy shots did not cross the net.

Yanagisawa looked at the bewildered expression on the opposite side of Feng Chang Taro, with a mocking smile on his face.

"It's worthy of watching the moon, but it's easy to solve this trick."

He tilted his head and glanced at Guanyue off the court, expressing his admiration.

By stance on the left side of the catching zone, Feng Chang Taro is induced to turn his wrist to the right when he serves the ball. For this kind of high-speed ball, a slight deviation of the angle will cause completely different results.

With a strand of hair twirling his fingertips, Guanyue wanted to laugh out proudly at this moment. Some of the data he collected can also gnaw off a piece of Bingdi's flesh.

The more mistakes, the more anxious.

Eight times in a row, Feng Chang Taro directly ruined the final game of their serve.

"What happened just now, how could this kid Feng make so many mistakes."

Pointing to Hizashi and biting his tongue, Feng Chang Taro's serve had only occasionally made a mistake, and it would not be outrageous to this extent.

"I was seen through by the opponent."

Trace Department shook his head, Feng Chang Taro's mentality is still not sophisticated enough. Although the opponent can see through his habit, he will definitely serve a regular serve instead of forbearance. Maybe he can catch his opponent by surprise.

"The opposite position induced Feng's wrist, and Feng Tai wanted to prove himself."

Seeing that Xiang Ri was still puzzled, he smiled and added.

In fact, this is good, they can see that Feng Chang Taro still needs improvement.

"That's it." After careful observation, Xiang Hi also discovered this mystery.

"But that's it."

Stretching his waist, there was no worried expression on Xiang Riyue's face. Ryo Shioto was the last guarantee for this group of doubles arranged by the shirt.

After a few minutes.

Before the two of Saint Rudolph were proud of it. Shido Ryo was directly transformed into a whirlwind on the court.

Wherever he went, there were fierce high-speed volleys.

boom!

With a crisp sound, the ponytail behind Shido Ryo drifted gently.

"Game, Shinto Ryo, Feng Chang Taro, 6-2 at Ice Emperor Academy."

...

"ice King!"

"The Ice Emperor will win!"

The referee's pronouncement evoked a burst of cheers outside the court.

At the beginning of Guanyue's twisting fingers, the most annoying thing was this situation where there was nothing he could do if he knew the information.

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