Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

"Qingxue's partner is so strong?"

With one hand on his chin, Qianshi had a look of surprise on his face, his eyes were slightly serious, and he began to look squarely at the start and off the game.

If I say that Kita Kazuma is still a little immature because this year is the first grade, but Shinto Mi Inari’s doubles is definitely at the same level as Touhou Masami and Minami Kentaro.

But such a strong doubles of Yamabuki was suppressed by two unknown people in Qingxue.

"Sure enough, this game is still a bit interesting."

Thinking of his pre-match guess, Qianshi Qingchun sat up straight and muttered, "It's really Lucky--".

The coach's bench on the sidelines.

The old companion originally squinted his eyes and nodded. Qingxue's combination is not simple. Although it only took a few rounds, he could see an unspeakable trust in the two teenagers.

This is something more precious than tacit understanding.

"It seems that the Youth Academy has made quite ample preparations this time."

Slightly tilted his head and glanced at the profile of Coach Ryugasaki, and found that there was nothing unusual about her, the old and old accomplices were returning to the original appearance.

On the field.

The cooperation between Oishi and Kikumaru became more fluid and tacit. After encountering a difficult doubles opponent like Yamabuki for the first time, they seemed to awaken and quickly tapped out their previous potential.

They are borrowing the mountain to blow this stone to sharpen their own knife.

"Kikumaru Bazooka!"

With another brisk shout from Kikumaru, the tennis ball in the sky was quickly volleyed back by him.

The tennis ball had a tricky angle and hit the foot of Shinto Mi Inagi's backhand, causing him to stagnate, and there was no room to fight back.

"Game, Youth Academy Hideichiro Oishi, Eiji Kikumaru, 3-1."

After the referee announced the score of this game, the voice of cheering for Yamabuki off the court was significantly reduced. On the contrary, one of the few cheerleaders in Qingxue is inspiring!

It broke!

Oishi and Kikumaru successfully broke serve in the opposing second round of serve. In this way, the advantage of leading is great.

"Eiji, good job!"

Oishi raised his hand and gave Kikumaru a happy high-five, his eyes lit up, and the chance of this victory was great.

at this time.

The elderly companion applied for a timeout with a smile.

At this critical time, the players' mentality needs to be adjusted appropriately, and by the way, the opponent's rising momentum is temporarily suspended.

Watching the old companion recall the two, while still smiling and confessing something, Coach Ryugasaki became alert.

The mind of this old man is very difficult.

"Dashi, Kikumaru, you must stay vigilant next, the other party may make a new move." Coach Ryugasaki solemnly confessed to the two in front of him.

Although I don't want to pour cold water on the two of them now, but the necessary vigilance is still necessary, and no one can say what will happen until the last minute of the game.

"learn!"

The two nodded. Coach Ryugasaki is undoubtedly richer than them in terms of competition experience.

After a few minutes, the game continued.

This time it was Oishi and Kikumaru's turn to serve again.

Standing on the service line, Dashi swept the two opposing people, and found that their expressions had become very calm.

"Don't be careless, the other party's ability to adjust is really strong."

With a grief in his heart, the tinge of pride that had existed just now disappeared, and Dashi took a deep breath.

Then swing.

boom!

boom!

...

The fierce confrontation once again unfolded on the court.

Off the court.

Inoue watched the game on the court with a serious look. This pair of youth doubles played a little bit beyond his expectation.

If you say that the last time Taocheng and Haitang played in doubles, it was a little tacit understanding and a little spirituality. Then Oishi and Kikumaru are full of tacit understanding and abundant tactical cooperation.

Secret signal tactics, double surfing, coordinated induction...

One tactical system is interspersed with different offenses, which is simply overwhelming.

"Does it really look like what Shang Shan Yu said?" A thought came to mind, and he forgot to lift the camera in his hand.

...

"This is the final blow!"

A gleam of light appeared in the bottom of his eyes, and Dashi judged the last ball that flew in his heart.

After that timeout, although the opponent was still suppressed by them, the counterattack that seized their loopholes from time to time also made Dashi a little frightened.

Especially the opponent's tenacious fighting spirit, obviously has reached the end of the game, but there is no slack, every goal is still serious and hard work.

And Kikumaru...

Dashi glanced quickly.

"Scream, scream..."

Kikumaru was panting heavily at this time, his head lowered slightly, and the sweat that covered his entire face was constantly slipping from his chin.

The high-intensity running and acrobatics made Eiji Kikumaru's physical fitness decline very quickly.

"Puff!"

The tennis ball flew past Kikumaru and landed on Kikumaru's second half, but at this time Kikumaru did not run to intercept as before.

Xindu Mi was overjoyed, their most clumsy strategy finally saw the light of day at the last moment.

Eiji Kikumaru's physical strength has reached its limit!

However, the next moment.

Another figure flashed behind Kikumaru.

boom!

Dashi's arm was pulled high with the racket. The tennis ball was volleyed out of a huge curve.

"This height... will be out of bounds, it turned out to be just a barely blow."

With a glance over the tennis ball above his head, Xindu Mi felt relieved.

The tennis ball fell to the ground with a swelling sound.

"Game, Youth Academy, Hideichiro Oishi and Eiji Kikumaru, 6-3."

Seeing the tennis ball fall within the bounds, Dashi let out a long sigh, and his move to press the bottom of the box did not disappoint him.

"Great dashi!"

A smile appeared on Kikumaru's face. If it weren't for Dashi to withstand it at a critical moment, the opponent would reverse the situation.

"The doubles two facing each other are so dangerous, Kikumaru's physical strength..."

Silently recorded quickly in his little notebook, Gan rejoiced in his prediction before the game.

They are somewhat similar to the Ice Emperor last year. Doubles have not yet grown up. Once both doubles are lost, the situation will still be very passive.

"But this time, it's enough."

He glanced at Haitangxun, who was standing beside him silently, and pushed his glasses dryly, "Haitang, let's warm up too."

In the next game, Yamabuki's doubles one will be faced. They can only win unless the combination of Fuji and Tezuka.

Because of the serve-receiving mechanism of doubles matches, even if a person is strong, it has limited influence on doubles.

So... this one is to hone the will...

Haitangxun, who is tough and introverted, is undoubtedly a better candidate than Taocheng who is more free.

Silently squeezing the racket in his hand, although Haitang didn't know why he was able to play double one, he would definitely work hard.

ten minutes later.

The youth doubles one match started.

Yamabuki played by Touhou Masami and Minami Kentaro, who had already made famous national competitions last year, but Qingxue is a new combination of second grade and first grade.

"Smelly Lion Majesty, come on!"

Looking at Hai Tang Xun who followed Gan Zhenzhi and walked towards the stadium with some envy, Tao Cheng shouted loudly.

"His... It's so noisy!"

Angrily glared at Tao Cheng Wu who was climbing on the sidelines, Haitang felt his body became more rigid, didn't that idiot know that he was actually very nervous?

Shake hands before the net, guess the side.

Dongfang Yamei ignored Haitang's somewhat terrifying look and walked to the line of serve calmly.

After going through the national competition last year, they have gone a step further, both in terms of technology and mentality. The confrontation in the national competition is not as "gentle" as it is now.

Slap... slap... slap...

After pressing the tennis ball quite rhythmically, Dongfang Yamei's dark eyes will surely sweep over Haitangxun who is standing on the bottom line and preparing for hair extension.

"Then, the ball will be sent there!"

He said loudly and powerfully, when Haitang was still a little unsure.

boom!

A yellow light flew quickly from the opposite side, and after accurately hitting the border of the receiving area, the bullet flew out high.

"Yamabuki Middle School leads, 15-0."

The faint ball mark appeared on the white line, very eye-catching.

"What a terrible ball control!"

Standing in the frontcourt, Gan looked at Dongfang Yami silently, and the opponent really had the same ball-handling ability as the intelligence he had collected.

Don't look at Dongfang Yami's physique very strong, but he is best at handling the ball and technique. The flat serve just now is obviously fast, but the opponent is very precise, so Haitang Xun hasn't reacted at all.

"Next ball..."

Without being surprised, he switched half-court positions, and this time the one who received the serve became Gan Sadaji.

Dongfang Yamei frowned slightly looking at the man with glasses who had a very stable aura on the other side. The opponent's highly concentrated preparation posture was obviously much stronger than the first grade just now.

After scanning the small movement of Minami Kentaro's right foot twisting, there was a little more in his heart.

Da da……

After tapping the tennis twice as usual, Dongfang Yamei found the rhythm, and then calmly gathered up.

Huh!

Toss the ball to lead the racket.

His arms fully stretched upwards, his body turned, his center of gravity pressed forward slightly, and the racket in his hand was swung inward.

Puff!

With a crisp sound, the tennis ball rushed toward Gan Sadaji's halftime quickly and extremely fast.

Snapped!

This time the tennis ball was pressed against the bottom line of the receiving area, and immediately rebounded from a small angle, and the tennis ball was about to fly out.

It's just a matter of time.

A figure flashed sideways on the path of the tennis ball, and the racket in his hand was firmly locked against the tennis ball that was rubbing on the net.

Puff!

The tennis ball was knocked down and flew back, drying the lens on the bridge of his nose and flashing with confidence.

However.

A conspicuous exploded figure was already standing in front of the net, as if it had been waiting for a long time.

Puff!

With a calm wave of his arms, the tennis ball was pulled diagonally and intercepted by him in the air.

With a violent side spin, the tennis ball bounced out of the court at a deflection angle after a little bit by Haitang's feet.

Haitang was startled at first, then stretched out his arms and tried hard to reach out the racket in his hand.

It's a pity that it was still half a beat, the deflection angle of the tennis ball was very large, and he easily "dodged" his interception.

"30-0."

Keeping his knees bent and squatting, Haitang's head was a little blank.

"It's not the same, it's completely different!"

Unlike the opponents they met before, Yamabuki's doubles rhythm and momentum put him under great pressure.

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