Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

"The game starts, the game is served by the Youth Academy, and the game ends."

One after the other, both sides stand in a standard doubles formation.

Da da da……

He stared at Hai Tang Xun and nodded, standing calmly on the service line, pressing the tennis ball in his hand.

With the sound of the ball reverberating, the sound outside the court quickly decreased, and everyone's attention was focused on the dry hands.

Silence when receiving a serve is a quality that every tennis enthusiast should possess. It can avoid affecting the judgment of both players because of being too noisy.

Gan lifted his eyes slightly, looking at the familiar combination in front of him, a cold white light flashed from the mirror frame on his nose.

The palm of the left hand with the wrist guard threw the tennis ball straight up, and then stretched the muscles of the whole body slightly.

"Ho!"

boom!

The left hand holding the racket brought out a fierce wind, and the tennis ball was like a huge waterfall pouring down, and with a tumbling whistling sound, it flashed past Ri Jiruo's feet.

"15-0"

The serve score, this is a very beautiful super fast Ace ball, the terrifying speed even made Ri Jiruo have not reacted.

"So fast to serve." Xiang Riyue frowned slightly, glanced at the very calm Gan Zhenzhi, a little surprised in his heart.

With this serve of Gan Zhenzhi, he even saw a trace of Feng Chang Taro's shadow.

When exchanging the hair extension positions, he patted Ri Jiruo on the shoulder and said, "Energetic, the other party's strength is not weak."

Although the first goal has an element of care, but as a senior on the field, he still has to raise this question in time.

Hiyoshiro nodded slightly, and at the same time, his sharp gaze shot towards Kan Sadaji. The first goal just now really surprised him.

With a slight hook on the corner of his mouth, he stepped back and forth with dry steps, bowed his head slightly, and slapped the little tennis ball in his hand again.

At the beginning of the game, they took the lead and gained a certain momentum. Their training was not in vain.

Ho!

boom!

With a very solid wave of his arm forward, Qian's heart remembered the training tasks he had arranged for himself every day.

Today is the time to hand in the answer sheet.

The tennis ball pressed the air, once again with a whistling whistling, turned into a golden light of turbulence.

Xiangriyue's feet were straddling, the center of gravity of the body was pressed very low, and a pair of bright and big eyes stared at Qian Zhenji's movements earnestly.

"I saw it!"

The moment the tennis ball was shot dry, a smile appeared on his face. Although this speed was fast, it was not worth mentioning in the high-speed balls he saw.

Moreover, dry serve also has a common problem with high-speed balls, and the ball control is not so stable and precise.

Ta Ta Ta.

The legs seemed to be fitted with springs, and the body running towards Riyueren was quite light.

After pulling to the point of the tennis ball, Xiang Riyueren's racket swung at a large angle at the waist, and then twisted the pad with one foot, and the backhand was a beautiful pull.

boom!

A beam of light yellow light flew back, the angle of the angle was the gap between Gan Zhenji and Haitangxun, and the ball was quite tricky.

Xiang Riyue has played doubles for two years, and has his own unique understanding of some of the flaws and loopholes in doubles.

However, Gan Zhenzhi stood motionless on the spot, as if giving up the ball.

The next moment.

boom!

A somewhat exaggerated arc across the court.

The tennis ball pulled out a crescent-like curve, bypassed Xiangriyueren's side, and landed on the backcourt of the Bingdi duo.

"Youth Academy leads, 30-0."

"His~"

The eyes were almost contracted and vertical, and Hai Tangxun's arms were still raised high towards the sky.

This very beautiful irregular curve ball just came from his hands.

"Good job, Haitang!"

Aside, Taocheng put his hands on his mouth and trumpeted, shouting loudly.

As soon as Qian He Haitang opened the scene, he suppressed the ice emperor's duo with a crisp hand, which greatly boosted their youthful spirit.

"What the hell was it just now, how does it feel so terrible."

"That look is a bit scary..."

...

Different from the cheers from Qingxue, the cheerleaders outside the ice emperor's field were silent for a while. The look in Hai Tangxun's eyes that looked like Lion Majesty just now was a bit scary.

"Lion Majesty..."

There is a trace of inquiry on the trace of the face, this kind of curve ball that pays attention to change is very suitable for the first grade of Qingxue.

Well, both technically and imposingly.

It's mainly because of Haitangxun's unusual arms and this sharp and scary eyes, it is hard not to give people such an association.

On the field.

Hijiru and Xiang Hiyake were a little surprised, especially Hijiru, he didn't expect that the other party also had two brushes in this first grade.

"Shoo~"

With a quirky sound, Hai Tangxun's eyes drooped, and he walked back to his position with a rather gloomy aura.

No matter what the opponent or others think of him, this is the path of tennis he has always adhered to.

The white light in the dry lens flickered, and he was quite satisfied with Hai Tang Xun's performance. Since the last time Hai Tang Xun approached him alone, he had a better understanding of the other's character.

"According to this trend, we must keep winning four rounds of serve..."

Gan Xin silently estimated the direction of the whole game, but the movements on his hands were not slow in the slightest.

boom!

boom!

After a few rounds of entanglement on both sides.

Huh!

Finding the right time, Hai Tang Xun chased him to the vicinity of the border again, and slapped his forehand at a large angle and pulled hard.

Puff!

With a crisp sound of hitting the ball, the tennis ball once again pulled out a winding golden light over the court, and then fell precisely on the boundary line of the half-court in Rijiruo.

"Youth Academy scored 40-0!"

Two minutes later.

boom!

...

boom!

"Game, Youth Academy, 1-0!"

"Exchange venue!"

With almost no effort, Qingxue quickly won the first game through a dry ultra-high-speed serve and Haitang's magical snake ball.

Leaning against the stands, Shiido Ryo looked at the situation under his eyes, "It seems that Qingxue still prepared something this time."

As if performing, he erected a racket on his index finger. The tone of his speech was a little surprised, but his expression didn't seem to be very worried.

"Senior Shiro, you still have a good view of them." Standing aside, Feng Chang Taro smiled lightly.

Shido Ryo's praise of the other party was actually an act of raising his side, and he was already very familiar with it.

"Look, let's see how much information Qingxue's Qian Zhenzhi can collect in the next few rounds."

With a torch-like gaze, the shirt you can see through the problem of Qingxue's combination.

It seemed that they were the first to win, and achieved a good suppression. However, if Riji or one of the Riyue people exerted their strength on that day, this situation would be broken.

In addition to these methods in the first game of the opening game, Qingxue wants to win, in fact, it still depends on Gan Zhenzhi.

If you can't get the data of the two people, there is still no chance for this doubles youth school. Compared with Hijiruo, who has initially perfected his tennis system, Haitang is still slightly immature at this time.

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