Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

Outside the stadium, two figures in the shade of the trees are looking towards the stadium.

Feng Chang Taro's serve also attracted their attention. This kind of very powerful anti-aircraft gun is not common even in their U17.

"Bingdi's little guys are really good." Playing with a green leaf with his left hand, Iriezao looked at the stadium with a long gaze.

Although Bingdi's main force did not take action, judging from his keen perception, there are quite a few people who have reached the national level.

"Yamato, your youth school is probably out of play this time."

With his right hand gently squeezed his chin, Iru Jiang showed a pity expression on his face, and said to the young man next to him with a smile.

Yamato Yuda lowered his eyebrows slightly, and a helpless smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "It's already very good, they are compared to me as a minister..."

This year, Qingxue was able to get the top four in the Kanto region and enter the national competition, which has made him very pleased.

This also proves that his decision was not wrong. He did something for Tezuka and the others this year before he left the tennis club.

Putting aside the faint regret in his heart, Yamato Yuda felt that something in his heart seemed to be put down by him, and his whole spirit was refreshed.

From today on, he can pursue his own tennis path with peace of mind. In U17, new insights have allowed him to regain the feeling of playing tennis in the first place.

"By the way, Senior Irui, in addition to observing them, we should also pay attention to other suspicious persons."

Yamato stroked his curly yellow hair with his palm, and looked around them at the same time.

A lot of people came to the semi-finals of the Kanto Contest, and he didn't know where the coach arranged for them to start.

Hearing this, Iru Jiang still looked unhurriedly, and it seemed that there was no such thing as a task at all.

He lazily leaned against the bench behind him, and gently pushed down his glasses, "Yamato, the fish will only be caught after they bite the bait."

"Now, let's watch the game with peace of mind."

There was a thought flashing in Yamato's eyes, and he nodded lightly. He probably understood Irrie's thoughts in his heart.

...

On the field.

The situation of the game changed extremely fast.

Oishi and Kikumaru relied on the advantage of the Australian formation to also keep their first round of serve.

The cooperation between the two has become more and more tacit, and now the praise vocabulary of "golden combination" is placed on the two of them, and there is no longer any exaggeration.

but……

"Dashi, be careful."

Seeing Ryo Shioto walk to the serve line confidently, Kikumaru reminded him in a low voice, and made a gesture with Dashi behind him.

Shido Ryo is a terrifying opponent they have played once. The opponent's sprint serve and super fast half-volley are a great weapon on the court.

Invisible, the pressure was transferred to them again.

They hadn't had any solution for Feng Chang Taro's heavy artillery serve before. If they can't find a chance in Shido Ryo's serve, they will be very passive.

If the opponent can protect the serve, then they only need to break once and the game will be over.

"So... please!"

Oishi firmly grasped the grip of the racket in his palm, paying great attention, observing Mito Ryo's serve.

"Da da, da da..."

Hit the tennis ball according to his familiar rhythm, Shiido's eyes swept away, and he quickly judged the positions of Qingxue and Qingxue.

With a snap, the palm was closed.

Then the tennis ball was thrown lightly by him to the side in front of him.

"is coming……"

With a light thought in his heart, Shiroto Liang's foot muscles contracted tightly, and the soles of his feet slammed behind him. With his elbow twisted, the racket was straightened and snapped.

boom!

With a loud bang, a wave of air waves rippled on the surface of the tennis ball, pulling out yellowish afterimages in the air.

"Sprint serve!!"

Dashi's face became solemn, and it was this penetrating serve that made them extremely embarrassed.

"Ho!"

Leaning forward and striding over a step, Dashi held the racket with both hands and pulled it directly sideways. After raising his arms at an angle, he swung the racket vertically at the tennis ball.

With a bang, the powerful penetrating tremor was endured by Dashi with the wrists of both hands at the same time.

"Whizzing!"

After a break through the air, the tennis ball was directly hit back by Dashi.

"Since it is not easy to receive this serve with one hand, I used both hands from the beginning."

There is a fire in Dashi's eyes, and everyone will grow up. In today's Qingxue environment, he is also working hard all the time.

Boom!

The ground shook slightly, and the tennis ball was ejected from Feng Chang Taro's feet.

"Youth Academy leads, 15-0."

Glancing at the very clear ball mark on the foot, Feng Chang Taro frowned slightly, "The opponent actually hit the sprint serve of Senior Shido from the beginning."

"And... it's not just a return shot, but the ball control is also quite accurate."

Looking at Oishi, whose face was quite calm, Feng Chang Taro's eyes were more cautious, his ankle twisted, and he paddled his feet and rubbed the ground of the stadium.

Just now he subconsciously wanted to lift his left foot, and he was immediately forced into a dilemma by Dashi's precise chasing ball.

"It seems that progress is not small."

The tips of his eyes rose, Shiido Ryo's eyes squinted lightly, and he recalled the fragment of Dashi who had just resolved his serve.

The opponent's unusual gesture of swinging his hands with his hands is ready to look at, and he can be said to have a very good understanding of his intelligence.

With a hint of determination in his eyes, Shiido Ryo squeezed the tennis ball in his hand and stared at Eiji Kikumaru, who had switched positions.

Even Dashi has a way to deal with it, so Eiji Kikumaru also has his own set of solutions to a large extent.

After thinking about it in his mind, Shioto Ryo would not give up his advantage just because of a single goal.

"Ho!"

With a muffled snort, the tennis ball screamed like a piercing bullet again, approaching Eiji Kikumaru's left hand side.

A brilliant light flashed in Shinto's eyes, as fast as his ball speed, backhand shots will be more difficult to respond.

"Hey-hey!"

Kikumaru gave a playful smile, and started quickly unexpectedly.

Swish!

As if pulling out an afterimage, Eiji Kikumaru on the court reacted to the limit.

Like a cat, Kikumaru's big eyes blinked twice quickly, and his excellent dynamic vision allowed him to easily capture the small changes in the tennis ball.

"right here."

With the racket hitting everything horizontally, Kikumaru's wrist lightly resolved Shino's first round attack and hit the ball back.

"It's an amazing reaction. However, it's useless to just catch it."

Shido Ryo gave a light compliment first, and then the corner of his mouth tick lightly, "This is a doubles."

Huh!

As his voice fell, a gray figure had flashed onto the path of the tennis ball.

Feng Chang Taro squeezed the racket tightly and pumped hard.

Puff!

A golden light exploded on the opposite midfield line.

"Deuse!"

Seeing that Bingdi grasped the flaw in this moment, he shook his head gently outside the court.

Kikumaru's training is still not perfect. After focusing on the changes in tennis, Kikumaru's ball control is much worse.

His wrist was not like Dashi's, able to hardly catch Shido Ryo's serve, such a reluctant way of returning, really couldn't escape the eyes of the ice emperor's doubles.

"However, I am also too greedy. Compared to their previous progress, it is almost visible to the naked eye."

He shook his head and temporarily put the idea of ​​perfecting the training content behind him. At this time, he should give Dashi and Kikumaru their spiritual support.

boom!

"2-1"

...

boom!

"2-2"

...

boom!

"4-4"

Both sides continue to exert force, as if no one can gain an advantage on the other side's serve. The game came directly to the most critical ninth game.

However, this round was Feng Chang Taro's serve again.

Seeing that slender and tall figure walked to the line of serve, it instantly became exceptionally quiet outside the court.

Especially on Qingxue's side, everyone's eyes were on Feng Chang Taro's body. The game was anxiously going through so many rounds. They very much hope that Feng Chang Taro's physical problems will affect the success rate of that terrible serve.

But it was destined to disappoint them.

Feng Chang Taro's physical fitness is one of his tennis talents.

After gently wiping the sweat off his forehead with his wristband, Feng Chang Taro took a deep breath of air.

Da Da, Da Da!

Pressing the tennis ball with his palm lightly, he tried to adjust his state to the best.

"Just now!"

Staring at the tennis ball in his hand, Feng Chang Taro's eyes flashed unwaveringly.

"One ball...into the soul!"

As the lips moved slightly, everyone could see that Feng Chang Taro's arm was still as stable as it was at the beginning of the game, and it was a bit terrifying.

boom!

A whistling firelight flashed across Dashi's eyes, and after pressing a scorch mark on his hair extension line, it flew out of the field suddenly.

"15-0"

The speed of the tennis is still unabated, only a shocking wave of air blowing on the tip of his forehead.

boom!

"30-0"

...

boom!

"Game, Shinto Ryo, Feng Chang Taro, 5-4 at Ice Emperor Academy."

"Exchange venue!"

Feng Chang Taro's steady performance is like a sledgehammer, which hits the hearts of the Qingxue people hard.

The thoughts that had occurred before the game once again appeared in their minds.

Could it be that they will still be the same as the last time? !

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