Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

"Is it spinning..."

The action of Fujisuke flashed back in his mind, and Ajujin remembered the smash back that he had cracked the opponent before, using the same rotation.

"I thought you were only as good as before, but now it seems..."

The words of the shirt Yuu before he went on the field surfaced again, and the opponent really made a new change on the court.

but.

"That's interesting!"

Ajutsu smiled excitedly, his goal is very big, if even these opponents can't cross the past...

boom!

The waist was tight and twisted, and the racket in Yajutsu's hand was pulled diagonally again.

The unique American topspin was hit by him again.

"This is the top spin from before."

Fui's eyes were fixed on the tennis ball flying towards him. Such a high-intensity topspin spinning ball was very difficult.

But this time.

A faint blue light flashed in his eyes, Fuji's body quickly adjusted its position, and the backhand was also advanced.

Step on!

With a few light turns in his footsteps, the tennis ball changed everything on the racket in his hand.

The fourth counterattack...

"Mayfly shrouded!"

Fuji's cold voice came from his mouth, and the spinning on the tennis ball was consumed by his wrist at this moment.

Snapped!

The tennis ball was simply paddled and flew back.

Fuji's body is still stuck in the middle of the base line and the receiving area, and there is no room for attack by Ajutsu's special topspin.

"There are even four counterattacks?!"

His dry eyes were dull, and Fuji's voice was clear and audible just now, and he definitely heard nothing wrong.

This was the first time he saw that the racket used this method to eliminate all rotations while sliding.

In addition, there was the first ball. In his opinion, that ball also contained some special mystery. Otherwise, with Akutsu's consistent performance, it would be impossible to make a low-level mistake of netting.

Fingers kept tapping on his notebook, pressing hard against the tremor in his heart and looking at Fujisuke on the court.

The tennis ball flew over the net. Although Ajujin was a little surprised, the speed was too slow.

Whizzing!

The figure flashed forward quickly, and Ajiuzin directly hit the tennis ball with a heavy stroke.

boom!

The momentum is unabated, the tennis ball is wrapped in fierce wind pressure, fiercely whistling towards Fujisuke.

"This is a dance of multiple counterattacks."

The tip of his hair swayed lightly, and Fuji shook his body sideways, raising his arms obliquely upwards, facing Ajutsu's thumping face without changing his color.

"The triple counterattack...White Dragon!"

As if pre-calculated, the backhand of the unused racket against the incoming ball is everything.

The technique is very simple and neat.

The tennis ball floated up and flew towards Ajutsu's face.

An anger flashed on his face, just when Ajutsu's body instinctively wanted to bend his knees and pull himself.

Swish!

A breeze passed.

Huh!

The tennis ball seemed to be assisted, quickly climbing towards the high altitude, and after crossing over Ajutsu's body, it fell towards his backcourt.

"This ball has changed..."

With a quick twist of his ankle, Ajujin's body squatted into a sprint position.

Then……

boom!

The strong wind driven by the high-speed eruption shook his clothes.

His body was chasing the tennis ball on the bottom line with gray afterimages.

"This ball will bounce again."

Ajiujin's eyes flashed, this should be the move that can only be used with the help of the headwind.

Chi Chi Chi Chi...

The tennis ball was spinning vigorously on the ground.

The next moment.

Snapped!

The tennis ball flew off the court with a refraction of nearly ninety degrees.

"so close!"

Ajiuzin was shocked, but fortunately, he just relied on his reaction to chase the ball, otherwise he would never catch this some magical ball.

Puff!

Almost as soon as the tennis ball flew out, the white light that Yajutsu had transformed also greeted him.

He twisted his body in mid-air, and Ajutsu hit the ball back with his elbow in a weird posture.

"It's not over yet!"

With a confident light in Fuji's eyes, his body is already on the path of tennis.

His left hand was vacantly in front of him, and Fuji's right hand was slightly raised backwards. The azure blue eyes just flashed, and the edge of the gaze was firmly locked on the tennis ball flying towards him.

Damn it!

With his arm waving and cutting, the tennis ball has been brought out by him with a graceful curve.

Whoosh whoosh!

After the tennis dropped to the ground at an accelerated rate, it quickly swept across the ground with a series of ball shadows.

"Youth Academy is leading, 0-30."

The Triple Strike Back... the Phoenix flashes back!

This is the final killer he reserved.

The hair on his forehead fluttered gently, and Fuji seemed to find the key to victory.

"Really a good counterattack."

Next to the shirt, there was a look of admiration in the eyes of the trace department.

No two weeks helped the ball just now, even he couldn't find any flaws. It can be said to be a perfect match of technicality and tactics.

"That's why I said, this game is still unknown." Top Yuu also sighed slightly from the side.

Yajiujin pays attention to momentum instead of skill. Based on his previous estimates, the two are about this level now. If you want to break the deadlock, it depends on who plays better.

On the court, Ajutsu tightened his racket. He found that his initial suppression force seemed to be found by the opponent.

With this combination of moves, he seemed to see another person in Fuji Zhousuke's body.

Top Yuu!

This man also used such an endless combination of means to fight his opponent.

It's just that the current Fujisuke still doesn't have the physical and mental power of Shan Yuu. But even so, this is the type he is most bad at dealing with.

If it's just two or three moves in the first few rounds, there is no problem, but now...

boom!

A crisp sound came from the racket in his hand.

Ajujin suppressed the thought in his heart, and his eyes became fierce again.

"This ball cannot cross the net!"

It was the same words as before, and between the reversal of Fuji's racket, he was endowed with unparalleled super spin on the tennis.

Huh!

The tennis ball flew back with a blue light.

"Stop kidding!"

Ajutsu let out a fierce roar, and quickly sprinted to the spot where the tennis ball fell.

With his arms rounded and violently pulled upwards, the tennis ball flew high towards the sky.

He still doesn't believe it, can such a high lob curve not be enough for the net?

However, this is the case.

Fujimi looked at Ajutsu with a chuckle.

The power of tennis seems to be used to stretch the height. After flying to the apex, he quickly fell downward, and landed on his own court in the gaze of Akuzu's expectation.

"Youth Academy is leading, 0-40."

Hearing the extremely calm pronouncement of the referee, Ajiuzin was slightly calmer.

His eyes swept the spot of the tennis ball and walked towards his backcourt silently.

Huh!

Toss the ball again to get the shot.

Ajutsu still played a normal flat serve.

In order to break through the defense line of the second week, he must first break through this move.

Snapped!

The tennis ball hit back again.

"Game, Youth Academy, no two weeks help, 2-4."

Ajujin's hair was broken for the first time, and the faces of all Qingxue were beaming with joy.

Although I don't know how Fuji did it, they seemed to have sounded the clarion call for counterattack.

"Come on, Qingxue!"

"Fuji, come on!"

After people have experienced disappointment, when they find hope again, the burst of enthusiasm is often moving. This is the case with the members of Qingxue. Although the score is still behind, they all waved the flag for the best.

Da da da……

Budi's eyes were cold, and with the sound of the tennis ball landing, the sound outside the court became quieter.

Whoosh.

A few fingers turned and twisted, and Fuji again issued a serve that would disappear.

Ajiujin's face showed a trace of condensed color, and the other party dared to use the ball again, so the meaning is not that simple...

boom!

boom!

After just one round, Ajutsu lost points again.

Looking at the tennis ball rolling down the net, a irritable mood brewed in his heart.

boom!

"2-4"

...

boom!

"4-4"

In just ten minutes, relying on the guardian of the giant with a hundred arms, the help of two weeks, firmly won two rounds.

The score was equalized by him, and the situation changed again.

"Have you gradually adapted..."

Seeing the height of the tennis ball being raised again and again, Fuji became more and more surprised.

He knew very well in his heart that even if Grandmaster Tezuka was spinning, it would be difficult for him to crack this back attack so quickly.

His choice of attaching to tennis is not that simple.

And the other party...

His dignified eyes swept across Ajutsu, and Fuji was suddenly startled.

The breath of the other party...

"when?!"

The breath of the beast on Yajujin had disappeared from the field unknowingly.

Da da……

Seeing Akuzu lowering his head and lightly tapping the tennis ball, Fuji's heart felt a strong anxiety again.

Huh!

"Go to hell, bastard!"

Ajiujin, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly exploded with a terrifying aura.

His eyes were bloodshot, and the skin on his body changed from white to dull.

During the swing of the racket, the tennis clip flew towards Buer Zhou with a touch of blood.

"That is!"

Outside the court, Liu Lian'er showed her eyes in shock for the first time.

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