Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

One, two, three...

There are more and more high school students who are defeated by Jung Yuu on the court.

And so many failures did not completely defeat these high school students like Sung Yuu imagined.

They clenched their teeth, and everyone seemed to have a fierce energy, trying hard to consume the physical strength of the shirt.

They know that the coaching staff must be concerned about this assessment.

It's okay if you defeated Shang Shan Yu at the beginning, but it turned out to be what it is now... They have only one way to go by defeating Shang Shan Yu.

On a stand in the distance.

Several figures in red and black jackets were watching this side, and each of them had a relaxed and confident look on their faces, commenting on the melee from time to time.

"The more Zhi, he seems to be the younger of your Ice Emperor, you just look at it like this, okay?"

Daqu Longci stood beside the tall Yuezhi Yueguang, his tone had no deep meaning.

He came to watch the excitement today. A junior high school student will come in at U17 two days ago. The news spread throughout the base.

Even the army that didn't care about these things was shocked.

Daqu Ryuji swept away Tono Atsushi, whose expression was a little excited, and Wugu, whose expression was quite silent. His words just now were both a reminder to Otsuchi Moonlight and a warning to the two people behind.

Obviously these two people are attendants of Byodoin Temple, but this time they are the first to come here to watch the excitement, no matter how they look at them, they are a bit abnormal.

He and Otsuchi Yueguang are both players in the Kanto region, and naturally they don't want their descendants in the Kanto region to be "badly handed" by some people.

"He will solve it himself." Yue Zhi Yueguang nodded calmly.

It was a bit unexpected for Shang Shan Yu to join U17 at this time, but he did not panic enough to jump out to protect him immediately.

He remembered that in the World Championships last year, Jung Yuu went into the backcourt with Byodoin Phoenix and the three boat coaches.

In this way, the people on the Byodoin Temple may not have any malicious intent towards him, and...

Otsuchi Moonlight glanced at Duke Watanabe, who was standing on the outermost side, and the big man who had come to Neon from France also came over.

The other party has been following the Byodoin Temple for more than half a year. Now, looking at the expression on his face, it is more of kindness. The other party's eyes are very grateful when they look at Shangshangyu.

"It seems that we don't need to take action anymore, it's worthy of being a favorite, and the performance is pretty good."

His tongue licked his lips lightly, and a smile appeared on Tono Atsukyo's face.

Today, he and Wu Gu came over to see what the characters that Byodoin had confessed to them were.

So far, the shirt Yu has not disappointed them.

...

On the court on the fifteenth.

On the other side of Sung Yuu, there are already about a dozen high school students who have been defeated by him.

For nearly four hours of the game, the high school students felt increasingly desperate. Only the last few of them are left, but the physical strength of the shirt still hasn't bottomed out.

Although the sports short sleeves on the shirt Yuu had been soaked with sweat, his breathing was still very long and his footsteps were smooth and scary.

Tatata!

Another rhythmic footstep sounded, and Yu Yuu's body quickly slanted to the bottom line, stretched his right foot, and stepped towards the ground. The racket in his hand suddenly waved in mid-air.

Puff!

The tennis ball turned into a yellow light and flew back directly.

"Uh……"

The high school student on the opposite side just wanted to go to the bottom line to save the ball, but found that his calf muscles twitched, and his whole body instantly half-kneeled on the ground.

He wanted to continue to use the bottom line tug-of-war to consume the physical strength of the shirt, but he did not expect that it was himself who fell first.

"The last five are left."

With a cheerful smile on his face, the shirt Yuu looked at the last five high school students on the sidelines.

It's been a long time since he played so happily, only relying on the physical fitness blessed by the breathing method, he used basic tennis for several hours in a row.

This feeling of sweating all over the body and breathing all over made him especially missed. At the beginning, he had only had this experience when he was a beginner in tennis and when he went to the street court to "fight".

"Sure enough, here comes the right place!"

Seeing the new high school student continue to gritted his teeth on the field, shirt Yu was deeply moved.

If he only relied on the subjective judgment in his mind before, he would never have thought that the last two courts would have this kind of willpower.

Maybe they have some problems with the concept of strength and weakness, but in terms of will and mentality, they are still qualified.

Pop, pop!

Double tap the tennis ball, just when Yuu Yu wants to continue his shot.

"Today's game ends here, all the losers are requested to leave the base immediately."

"Today's game ends here, please all..."

The sound of the broadcast on the street lamp post sounded, and the faces of the high school students on the 15th and 16th courts instantly turned pale.

The most worrying thing in their hearts still happened.

U17 is not a good place. Before them, someone would leave here every month. They either lost the confidence to play tennis or were eliminated because they couldn't keep up with training.

Every time such a thing happens, it will stimulate their nerves and make them train harder and surpass each court one by one.

Now, it is their turn finally on this day.

The voices in the broadcast seemed very prestigious, and the remaining high school students had no intention of competing with Sung Yuu any more, and walked towards their dormitory with bleak expressions.

Those who can persist in U17 must be the elite of the elite. The coaching staff has given them four hours, but they have not completed the training task.

Jackie Yu put down the racket in his hand with a solemn expression, staring at the trumpet that repeatedly sounded and flashed.

The other party is really good calculation.

Whether he wins or he loses, there is a lesson for him.

If you lose, you don't need to say much. You understand what this place is, and understand the gap between yourself and high school students.

If he wins, those high school students who were still struggling to resist disappeared into U17 in a blink of an eye, telling him brightly that the competition here is a joke, and you need to be prepared to lose everything.

Compared to the school, what is really useful here is your own strength, and it can only be your own strength.

With his own luggage, the shirt walked silently towards the middle building.

Different from the 15th and 16th courts at the entrance, the more you go in, the stronger the high school spirit in the inner court.

As Byodoin said to him, there are not a few national level players, and there are not no national players.

These high school students stopped their training tasks one after another when they saw Shang Xianyou passing by, and their eyes fell on him.

Inside the small black room of the monitoring room.

Saito Zhi showed a triumphant smile on his face, "Look, the change has already begun now."

His finger was pointing at the monitor screen, and the expressions of the high school students on the small-numbered court changed to a certain extent.

From a psychological point of view, there will be a period of slack in the competition between peers. If you have been struck by peers, you may get used to this kind of strength gap.

But when a younger generation suddenly breaks into your competitive field, and shows that you are not inferior to your competitiveness, then that desire for further progress will be ignited again.

From the very beginning, he "made things difficult" for shirt Yu, and naturally he thought a long way, and even the victory of shirt Yu appeared in his plan with a higher probability.

Kurobe silently looked at Saito Zhi, which is why he sometimes disagrees with this guy.

The things the other party plays with can sometimes make people feel very uncomfortable.

Walking downstairs steadily, after Jackie Yu calmly endured these meaningful gazes, his mentality had changed a little bit more unknowingly.

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