Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

"An army shuffle the cards..."

Back in his room, Shangshang Yuu's mind was still thinking about the words Saito Zhi just said.

As long as they reach the No. 1 court in the next seven days, then the No. 1 players are eligible to challenge the current top 20 seats in the first army.

"This is an opportunity—"

Jackie Yu almost didn't think much about it, and immediately thought that this was the best time to face the army of high school students.

Whether it is Oni Jujiro, Tanjima Shuji, or Duke Watanabe, this is a proper world-class combat power, and even Oni Jujiro can already be regarded as an Admiral existence in some countries.

If the other party hasn't sealed himself up yet, it is very likely that he has already stepped into the realm of another dimension.

And the different dimension is the goal that the shirt you need to leap over in the next step.

He doesn't care about the seat of the U17 First Army now, but he must grasp the qualification for this challenge.

This may also be his first battle in the true sense after breaking through the regular middle school. He used a strong opponent to test his progress. Just thinking about it, he felt a blood overflowing his chest.

The next day.

Under the shining of the morning light, Jie Yuu came to the court with a trace of anticipation.

Unlike yesterday, the atmosphere on the court today is obviously much more solemn, and everyone's faces are serious and serious.

The number of places on the No. 1 stadium is limited. From now on, each of them will be a competitor.

Especially for the top few courses, their daily shuffle games are almost related to whether they can finally qualify for the challenge.

Shang Shan Yu looked forward to the same expectation, but he was not worried about his opponent, but whether the coaching staff gave him a reshuffle for his promotion.

With his current physical fitness, for the first few courts, just relying on the strength of basic tennis, has been able to suppress to a large extent.

Fortunately, the coaching staff did not seem to give up arranging a shuffle game for him because he is a junior high school student.

On the first day, the shirt you successfully entered the third court; on the third day, the shirt you entered the second court; on the fourth day, the shirt you successfully took the position of the first court from a senior in high school.

The success of this junior high school student, Shang Shan Yu, immediately stimulated the mentality of many people.

Suddenly, the situation changed.

Unbreakable Iron Man also got a shuffle game on the fourth day and was successfully promoted. Ping Shanzhi barely scored the first court on the sixth day.

Just as these high school students were braving their heads, Shang Xian You unexpectedly discovered a person who was almost forgotten by him.

Yamato Yuda.

Qingxue, the former minister, even played on the third court on the last day.

The other party's hairstyle and temperament can be said to be a big change, if it weren't for the top of the shirt you repeatedly confirmed that the name was correct, it would be almost impossible to connect him with the head of Qingxue.

The Yamato Yuda who used to have dark green hair and liked to wear sunglasses has disappeared, but now he is a sharp young man with light yellow curly hair and sharp eyes.

"Sure enough, the environment still wants to be the key to a person's transformation."

After watching the game on the sidelines, the shirt waited for the end of the game, and then quietly turned and left.

He is not very familiar with the other party, and there is no need for too many words here.

Next, it was another few days with waves of orange and cloud.

Someone came up on the No. 1 court, and some were beaten down. Even the top Yu Yu also accepted a lot of challenges from the lower courts during this period.

However, his record is as good as he entered the U17 base, yet he has not yet tasted a defeat.

Today.

People who simply regarded him as a junior high school student no longer exist, no one would be a "paratrooper" without eyes.

Over the past half a month, Shang Shan Yu has used his strength to win the recognition of others.

Moreover, habit is a very terrifying force, and the excitement that the shirt Yu brought at the beginning is gradually fading in the group of high school students.

You can't win no matter how you fight. Most people subconsciously have already acquiesced in the fact that they are not as good as a shirt, and even the excuses in their hearts are almost the same.

"XXXX, better than me, I haven't lost to that junior high school student."

Although I didn't really say it, more and more people don't want to meet the shirt Yuu under the surging tide.

...

"Just these guys still want to challenge us?"

In the corner of the stand not far away, a few voices of disdainful conversation sounded.

Every day, when there is a shuffle game in the No. 1 court, there will be several figures in red and black jackets on the periphery of the court.

Most of them are ranked 15-20 members of the First Army. Every time I came, although a few words on his lips were very arrogant, his heart might be more disturbed.

Some guys in Field One have indeed been able to pose a threat to them. Otherwise, they wouldn't be so diligent and comfort themselves with such words.

"Iriver, you are really leisurely, aren't you afraid that the group of guys below will take your place?"

He Pu Dalong asked with a smile when he saw Irujiang play.

He always feels that this guy with round glasses is a bit strange. In the shuffle before the world game last year, the opponent looked very reluctant to enter the team.

A year has passed, and Iriezaduo doesn't seem to have changed, but he is still soft and gentle. In his opinion, such a person is definitely the easiest to be overturned by the alternates.

"If I lose, I will continue to be a standby. There is definitely no problem with the expedition overseas."

Squinting his eyes with a gentle smile, Iriezaduo gently pushed his small round glasses, without any refutation because of his teammates secretly mocking.

He looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, and instantly made He Pu Dalong feel that he had hit the cotton with a punch.

"It's up to you!"

Some gleefully smiled coldly, stopped talking to Pu Dalong, and concentrated on what looked like the game on the No. 1 court.

He will graduate from his third year of high school next year. Whether he can accumulate more experience in the world arena this year depends on whether he can keep his position in the first army.

The overseas expedition's points match is not comparable to the World Championship, and their low-ranking players in the first army will also be honed accordingly.

Therefore, he is bound to win the ranks of the First Army!

He cast his eyes fixedly on the court, and Pu Dalong's eyes were a bit gloomy.

In the No. 1 court, this is called Unbreakable Iron Man, and the junior high school student called Topsong Yu poses the greatest threat to him.

Time flies by.

The exciting seven-day reshuffle finally came to an end. A total of eight players were left on the No. 1 stadium.

They will have a chance tomorrow to choose any one of the U17 Army to challenge.

Under the moonlit night.

boom!

boom!

The rhythmic sound of hitting the ball kept ringing.

This is different from the No. 1 to No. 16 pitches where the alternate members are located. The silhouettes of the two groups and one army gradually emerged.

"Ghost-kun, you seem to be in high spirits today."

boom!

Without the weak expression during the day at all, Irie Zanduo's face had a smile that was completely different from usual.

"Has the quota for tomorrow been confirmed?"

boom!

With a loud bang, Oni Jujiro didn't have the slightest ambiguity. After taking off on one foot, he smashed the ball back heavily with both hands on the racket.

A faint black light appeared on the tennis ball, and it was full of oppression and struck towards the foot of Iriezaduo.

"It's confirmed, I don't think anyone will challenge Gui-kun."

Irrie smiled softly.

At the same time, his steps slipped and he pulled sideways quickly.

boom!

With a tap of his wrist, the tennis ball containing the power of terror was instantly pulled back by him.

"Snapped!"

Oni Jujiro stopped the swing motion in his hand, and his left hand firmly grasped the super fast counterattack.

"The coaches are not that simple."

Oni Jujiro seemed to think of something, and looked down at the tennis ball in the center of his palm.

"You mean that junior high school student?"

For the first time, there was an unexpected expression on Iriezaduo's face. Is it because of the middle school student that the ghost changed his mood today?

"Let's stop here today."

Without answering directly, Oni Jujiro put the racket under his armpit and prepared to leave.

"During the World Games, that junior high school student came to our backcourt with Byodoin and Mifune."

The ghost's footsteps drifted away, leaving only such a word behind him.

"Eh--!"

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