Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

On the field.

Onobu and Shinzu have taken their positions, and shirt Yu is the referee this time.

"The game begins, and the game ends."

No nonsense on the shirt Yuu, directly announced the start of the match between the two.

The right to serve in the opening game is on Renzu's side.

Looking at the graceful and calm trace of the opposite side, he shuddered subconsciously, feeling that his muscles were already excited.

Facing this peer who made him change his view of Bingdi, he had both admiration and eagerness to fight against him.

Huh~

Slap... slap....

Shinji gently soothed and slapped the tennis ball twice.

Then, his whole body tensed up and bent back into a range.

Puff!

Toss the ball, take off, and swing the racquet in one go.

There was an explosion in the air, and the tennis ball shot out like a bullet.

The yellow light and shadow vigorously bombarded at the junction of ninety degrees.

Good job!

The standard volley high-pressure serve, played with the momentum of smash under the forbearance of the operation.

Facing the menacing blow, Trace's body was slightly lowered, taking a very rhythmic step, and rushing forward.

Huh!

The racket in the trace part cuts in from the bottom, and then pulls it down. The tennis ball volleys back with a strong downward spin.

The light behind Ninzu glasses flashed, and he did not panic. He stretched his arms, and the arc of the racket stretched to offset the rotation of this hidden murderous intent.

The rotation of the ball is offset, and the excitement in Trace's eyes becomes more enthusiastic.

Step on...

The trace department came after him.

"That's it, bear your feet! Let's make this university even more excited." Tracebu wears a leisurely aristocratic smile, just like hunting prey in the manor in the afternoon.

"I see! Your flaws!" Trace Department Jing flashed quickly.

Puff!

Traces made a backhand cut, seeming to hit the tennis ball in the other half, still flying towards Shinzu.

When Shinzu was about to swing and catch the ball, a feeling of stiffness came from his knees and arms.

He can only adjust his posture and pick the ball.

next moment.

A figure rose higher and higher.

"Forbearance, immerse yourself in the magnificent skills of this uncle."

boom!

A powerful smash hit Shinobu's backcourt.

Shinzu frowned, what was that just now...?

As if he had anticipated his handling of the ball long ago, when he didn't react, Trace Department had already quickly reached the net and made a beautiful smash before the net.

"The track department scored, the score was 15-0."

His shirt squinted his eyes, and he knew that it was a manifestation of the strong insight of the track department just now.

After everyone learns to play tennis, they will retain the small habits they have been accustomed to before.

These habits may not seem to be a big deal at ordinary times, but in the eyes of people with great eyesight, they are loopholes, or blind spots.

When the ball is hit back in these places, you will subconsciously adjust your posture to catch the ball because you are not used to it. It is easy to expose flaws once and twice.

Speaking of it, it has the same effect as data tennis, but players with strong insight can develop this tactic at any time.

Shangshan Yu naturally wouldn't remind Shinobu, this was a duel between him and Tracebe.

and……

Forbearance does not necessarily have the ability to fight back.

After the previous failure with Shang Shan Yu, coupled with the practice of tempering his mind in the past few days, Ninzu is already summarizing his tennis path.

The various tennis skills that were originally quite complicated are slowly being integrated, and the thousand stunts in the future have begun to take shape, but he may not even realize it himself.

...

Suppressing the agitation in his heart, Shizuo suddenly realized that his training these days seemed to be somewhat useful.

"Since I don't know what's going on, let's try a few more times!" Shinzu's mood calmed down again.

Huh!

The posture of the serve this time is different.

Step... step... step...

"Forbearance, you too underestimate my uncle, such a move is useless to me."

Tracebe laughed, and at the same time his eyes had precisely fixed the tennis ball's position.

Puff!

The trace is another forehand press ball, the tennis ball is extremely low, and once again hit the awkward position of the body because the serve has not been adjusted.

"Sure enough, it has appeared again. It seems that it is a certain ability of the trail department." The thoughts in Shinzu's heart flashed, but this time he did not panic.

"Huh!"

With an extremely awkward gesture of holding the racket, the Ninja flexing hand lifted the tennis ball high and flew out.

"Too slow, bear with me!"

"drink!"

Trace Department quickly surfed the Internet again, and his taller posture resembled a big Peng spreading its wings.

Puff!

Once again, the tennis ball fell heavily like a cannonball.

But this time, a cold light flashed in Ninzu's eyes.

He turned around quickly, squatted with the help of the centrifugal force of his body, and the racket in his right hand lifted upwards at a subtle angle.

Whoosh.

The tennis ball quickly passed the top of the head that was still falling, and then smashed precisely near the bottom line.

Who would have thought that the original smash with a fierce offensive would be resolved in such an ingenious way by Ren.

"Brown bear arrested!"

The shirt was shocked off the court. This counterattack of smashing back was really famous. In his memory, this is also one of the famous skills of the future Fuji Zhousuke.

I have to say that in terms of naming, Fuji is really strong.

Although it is the only way to carry forward this trick, but in fact, many people should use this trick.

After all, this trick is just a combination of physical coordination + ball sense, it is not difficult for the Master after more practice.

But the frightening thing is that to be able to discover the ability to create such moves, Fuji and Shinzu can be called a genius.

Induction, overall planning, and then creation, this kind of talent is not available to everyone.

Sure enough, Rubu was really a useful catalyst, as if he had a bond with Ninzu, and Ninzu had already begun to evolve in this game.

Seeing the two people on the field getting more and more fierce in the battle, the thoughts flashed in Shang Shan Yu's heart.

...

On the trail side, when he saw the tennis ball falling on his backcourt, he was also a little surprised to look at the foot in front of him.

Seeing Ninzu's whole body exuding a cold aura, and his eyes with fiery fighting spirit, Trace Department laughed: "My uncle did not misunderstand you, Nunzu!"

"To endure the score, the score is 15-15."

The game was back to the beginning again.

...

"drink!"

boom!

In the next few balls, Ninzu repeated the old tricks, and the trace department seemed to find some toys, and directly competed with Ninzu.

He did not hesitate at all in the face of the persistently provocative lob. The intensity of the smash became greater every time.

But all the bears were caught and sealed by the bear.

"Game, forbearance Yooji, the score is 1-0."

Under such circumstances, Renzuo took the lead to protect his hair, and the trace department was suppressed for a while.

...

A breeze blew by, the purple-gray hair in the traces was slightly fluttering, the slender left hand covered half of his face, and the deep eyes dotted with moles of tears kept flashing.

soon.

Trace department is all over again.

He looked at the opponent with undiminished fighting spirit and smiled with stubbornness: "Satisfaction! Your trick, my uncle has already seen through!"

"Are you ready!?"

His words shocked Shinobu, but his burning will was suppressed in a flash, and now he would not be easily shaken by words.

"Let's continue, Tracebe!" Shinzu said coldly.

"as you wish!"

Ruobu smiled, with a confident look, as if he was already standing on the other side of victory.

Puff!

With a muffled sound, the trail serves with a beautiful curve.

Step on... step on...

Watching the second accelerated serve, adjusting the angle with restraint, the racket hit directly.

"Huh?! So heavy..."

The penetrating power of the tennis ball with a second acceleration makes the ball full of weight.

The track department after the special training of the upper shirt has improved in wrist strength and explosive power.

"Drink, let me pass."

Seeing that the racket was a little unstable, he let out a loud shout and hit the tennis ball back.

"Good coming!"

Puff!

With a chuckle, the tennis ball once again came to the dead corner of Ninzu. It was too late to save the ball.

"15-0"

...

What a strong pressure...

It wasn't until Tracebe served the game that Shinzu had never expected Tracebe to have such a strong pressure.

It's like...like facing that handsome boy. Shinzu glanced at the shirt Yuu who was off the court subconsciously.

At this moment, the tennis ball burst at his feet like a stream of light.

"30-0"

...

"40-0"

...

"There is no way, I can only create opportunities again." Renzu was very calm in his heart, facing the traces that are now fully suppressing him, he can only give it a try.

coming!

After barely receiving a backhand once again, Shinji was not cutting, but it was a beautiful lob just like the first game.

really.

The trace department will naturally not back down, and he will not become the emperor of the Ice Emperor.

Puff!

He smashed violently and rushed down, tolerated the timing, turned around, and once again used the stunt he had only realized, the brown bear caught the net!

However, this time the tennis didn't use the force to bounce back as he thought.

"Bang...hum..."

The smash hit by Tracebe accurately hit the handle of Shinobu's racket.

The violent force made Shinzuo's right hand shook, and then, in his incredible eyes, the tennis ball bounced into the air again.

Tracebu's faint eyes exuded endless self-confidence, and said: "Take your feet! Immerse yourself in the magnificent skills of this uncle!"

Second smash!

Amidst the chic and confident smile on his face, the trail fell crashingly.

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