Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

boom! boom……

The sound of batting from a distance made Inoue defensive and quickened his pace.

"Has it started!?"

By the time Inoue arrived at this remote court, the first doubles number two match had already reached the third round.

"There may be a chance this year." Looking at the score on the scoreboard, Inoue Mamoru became more certain of what he was thinking.

Glancing at the candidates in the conspicuous blue and white school uniforms, Inoue moved around to a good position to watch the game, and pointed the camera at the two players on the field.

"Haitangxun and Taocheng Wu?" After gently reciting the names of the two men in silence, Inoue Shou quickly snapped a few pictures.

In this eight-to-four match, Qingxue faced the quite capable Hojo Middle School. But the current situation on the court was tightly controlled by the two first-year students of Qingxue.

On the field.

"Come here!"

Taocheng Wu stood on the service line with fiery eyes, the corner of his mouth grinned slightly, and the tennis ball in his hand was thrown upward.

Then, his left foot bends his knees, the sole of his right foot pedals behind him, and his right hand holding the racket swipes down.

boom!

Qi Jin's strength caused the tennis ball to make a very impactful sound.

Pulling out a fairly delicate arc, the tennis ball hits the sideline of the hair-receiving area of ​​the Hojo duo.

"It's not that easy this time!"

With a gritted teeth, the receiver in the Hojo duo ran quickly towards the tennis ball.

boom!

He reversed the racket and changed the draw to a cut. The tennis ball was cut back diagonally by him. Opposite Qingxue's first-year serve was so impactful, he had suffered several losses in the previous games.

Seeing the tennis ball cross the net, it quickly fell towards the boundary line.

"Don't think about it!"

Suddenly, a hoarse voice sounded, Haitang Xun had intercepted in front of the net for some unknown time. He stared fiercely at the tennis ball in the air, and suddenly stretched his arm forward.

Snapped!

The tennis was held firmly by his net, Kabuto, and instantly rebounded back to the front court of the Hojo duo.

"It's showing a flaw!"

With joy on his face, Hojo's other midfielder quickly made up for it, and after sprinting to the net with confidence, he stretched his backhand from the bottom to the top.

Puff!

The tennis ball was singled out with an anti-U-shaped slamming arc, passed the top of Haitang Xun's head in front of the net, and fell straight towards the vacancy behind him.

"Haha, too slow, look at my super smash!"

Just when the Hojo Middle School duo thought the tactics were successful, a figure jumped up from behind Haitang Xun with a big laugh.

boom!

The powerful straight smash was printed directly in front of the Hojo duo.

"——Boom!" Stretching out an index finger, Tao Cheng Wu pointed at the two of Hojo confidently.

"Youth Academy leads, the score is 40-0."

With the more sophisticated cooperation of Taocheng Wu and Haitangxun, the two took the lead to the end of the game.

"Is it not bad? Haitang's net volley is just a bait. Taocheng will use the super smash when the opponent relaxes his vigilance."

With a light wave of his arm, Kikumaru's face was a little excited, isn't the tacit understanding between the two people as bad as he thought.

"Such a smooth tactical coordination is not something that ordinary doubles can do, and they are only in the first grade..." Thinking of this, Inoue was a little surprised.

However, what happened in the next scene made him frowned again, and the expression on his face didn't know what to do.

"Your weak smash will definitely be hit back easily next time."

After squinting at Tao Cheng Wu, who had a smug look on his face, Hai Tang Xun spoke his opinions unceremoniously.

"Smelly Lion Majesty, it's not that your online volleys are so bad that you need me to clean up the aftermath!"

An anger rose in his mind for an instant, Taocheng shouted at Haitangxun loudly.

"Are you looking for death?"

"Do you want to fight?!"

The two of them didn't have the tacit understanding just now, and stared directly in front of the net. This sudden quarrel saw the two people at Hojo Middle School across from the stranger.

"Tianmu, how do I feel that we have been insulted!"

"Kita, me too!"

The expressions of the two Hojo were quite poor. The doubles combination of the opposite Qingxue didn't quarrel once or twice. The match only lasted less than three rounds, and the opponent had already quarreled four or five times.

If the relationship between Taocheng Wu and Haitangxun is not good, it's fine, but the cooperation between the two opposing people is still very tacit, and they have been pressing on the two of them.

The current quarreling behavior of the other party is not very harmful, but it is extremely insulting.

"Ahem, please serve these two students quickly and continue the game, otherwise they will be dealt with as a foul."

In the end, the referee couldn't stand it anymore, and prevented the two men's daily mischievous farce.

"Oh, these two people are still the same, it's really annoying."

Holding his forehead, Kikumaru felt that these two first-year students were even more embarrassed than he was outside.

Inoue Mamoru saw such a weird scene just now, and a weird word emerged in his heart, fetters?

Obviously they are very good friends, but they insist on treating each other as their rivals.

"Very interesting, isn't it." While Inoue was susceptible to doubts, Jack Yuu walked towards him with a gentle smile on his face.

"You are... the top of the Ice Emperor Academy Yuu——"

A hint of surprise appeared on his face, and Inoue Mamoru didn't expect to run into each other here.

"Mr. Inoue."

Nodding lightly and saying hello, Yuu stood tall and straight beside him.

"Shangshan students, don't you also have competitions on the Ice Emperor side..."

Looking at the very calm boy in front of him, Inoue kept his tone a little hesitant, not knowing why the other party came here.

Tentative intelligence?

It stands to reason that with the strength shown by Qingxue in the previous competition, there is no need for a master like Shangshan Yu to come here.

"At the beginning of the quarterfinals, someone from our first team will take action. I don't need to worry about it." He waved his hand and said with a smile on his shirt.

A trace of clarity emerged in Inoue Shou's eyes. If the Ice Emperor were all on the court, he would be sure of it, and he no longer needed to worry about his shirt.

At the beginning, the Ice Emperor and the others swept the Mu Zhi Teng all the way, reversing the scene of the lion music, but he was deeply impressed, not to mention the top player Yu, who is almost the strongest player in the middle school class, and the Ice Emperor's track department director is also a remarkable role.

"Listening to what you said before, you seem to know Qingxue well?"

Turning the subject, Inoue Mamoru remembered the first sentence Jungshou Yu had just said. That familiar tone, as if he had paid attention to the Youth Academy a long time ago.

"Mr. Inoue, do you think Qingxue can make it to the finals this time?" With his eyes on the court, Jung Yuu didn't answer Inoue's question, but asked rhetorically.

"You mean..." Inoue's eyes lit up. He didn't expect that Top Yuu would have such big expectations for Qingxue.

"The Yamabuki Middle School is not weak this year."

Pressing his index finger and thumb lightly on his chin, Inoue groaned for a while, still speaking out what was in his heart.

The performance of Yamabuki Middle School in the past two years is quite good. Even in the Kanto area, where the school is strong, it often makes it into the national competition, plus some reinforcement in singles in the past two years.

And Youth Academy...

Looking across the entire court, Inoue's gaze fell on Tezuka, who was in the middle of the youth school team. At this time, the youth school was only famous in the middle school tennis circle.

Although he was pleasantly surprised that Qingxue could have the opportunity to enter the Kanto Competition this year, he did not think that Qingxue would immediately have the level of a national competition team.

"Mr. Inoue, times are constantly changing, and you will be surprised this time."

With a mysterious smile on his face, his shirt took a deep look at Inoue Mamoru. After leaving such a sentence, he stopped speaking and watched the game seriously.

Inoue Shou's concept is a bit conservative, he can understand it very well. But today after he watched the overall performance of Qingxue, he felt a sense of excitement in his heart.

It may not be necessary to wait for Echizen Ryoma to return home. Their golden generation of tennis will have fierce sparks on the court.

"It's been more than half a year, I don't know how your progress is." With both hands on his chest, the shirt Yuu's eyes crossed the court and landed in Qingxue's position.

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