Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

"You can change Minister Tezuka's serve just by swinging a racket. Is he still a human?!!!"

With some speechless hands holding his head, Taocheng felt very desperate.

Jackie Yu's strength has completely surpassed his imagination. Every time Tezuka uses a trick that makes him fascinated, Jackie Yu will crack it with more terrifying moves.

Now it seemed that he didn't even know how their Minister Tezuka could win.

"It's too strong. Judging from the ball just now, I am afraid that the physical quality of the shirt Yuu is several grades ahead of them." Qian also looked at the court silently.

Judging from his estimation, if you want to just rely on the wind pressure driven by the swing of the racket to destroy the rotation exerted by Tezuka on the tennis ball, the physical fitness required for him is unacceptable.

Unlike Fuji and Akutsu who have keen perceptions, they do more to believe in data. But this time, the data seemed to be a joke on him.

"This is the method that can be used..."

With a smile in his eyes, Tezuka's zero serve is shocking enough, but Yuu's cracking method is also unusual.

"This is the Ultimate of Kendo. If I remember correctly, Shangshangjia is a famous Kendo gym in Tokyo."

Xiang Riyue's big eyes were full of shock, and the ball just now by Yusong Yu was so handsome!

Shido Ryo glanced at Hiyakeren silently, "Why, you still want to go, you don't look like someone with kendo talent."

"Yes, it is easy to get started with kendo to the predecessors, but it is extremely difficult to get started."

As if he was really discussing Xiang Riyueren's going to learn, Ri Jiruo on the side still explained to Xiang Riyue earnestly.

Muko, who was about to refute Shido Ryo, was embarrassed by his younger generation, so he turned his head and ignored the two and watched the game intently.

...

After the zero serve was broken, Tezuka fell into a passive position again.

but……

"You haven't given up yet." Looking at Tezuka's serve, the sole of your foot lightly stepped on her back, and her body's center of gravity was slightly lowered.

boom!

Pulling his arm around his elbow, Tezuka sent the ball again.

"It's useless."

This time, the shirt Yu was even faster than before the last ball.

The Type of Four • Ascend to the Sand Dust!

The same action as before appeared again, the top of the shirt Yuu swung the racket, and several breaths destroyed the spin on the tennis ball.

However, the next moment.

"wrong……"

With a slight expression on his face, Yu Yu found that the tennis ball did not lightly tap as expected, but quickly bounced up into a steep angle.

He twisted his ankle, his shirt breathe slightly changed, and the tingling sensation made the muscles of his feet shrink.

Huh!

As if a spring had been installed, Jung Yuu's body quickly adjusted to respond, with one foot cushioned, and the whole body jumped up vertically.

"Ho!"

With a soft sip, Yu Yu's shirt firmly buckled the tennis ball with both hands.

The tennis ball exploded a golden light from a short distance, reaching the point where Tezuka's ankle was perpendicular to his left elbow.

This is a heavy foot volley.

The next moment, as expected, Tezuka's left foot stepped backward, and as he twisted his body, a creamy white light once again covered his left hand.

boom!

A brilliant white light crashed down from the bottom corner of the shirt.

"Tezuka is leading, 30-15."

Before the net, the two looked at each other, and both walked to their backcourt silently.

"It's really interesting, the tactical confrontation between the two is really wonderful." Irue played a smile of admiration on his face.

In his opinion, the match between Tezuka and Shangshan Yu was more exciting than the previous national competition.

"Papa...Papa..."

Tezuka's expression remained the same, his posture did not change, his body leaned forward while jumping, and the tennis ball was pulled diagonally by him again.

Whizzing!

Tennis brought a gust of wind, and his serve was quite confusing.

This time, Jung Yuu's eyes became more cautious, and after carefully observing the rotation on the tennis ball, the racket in his hand slashed outright.

"Sure enough, this time it became zero again."

There was a sharp flash in his eyes, his shirt moved slowly, and the racket in his hand stretched towards the slightly bouncing tennis ball.

Damn it!

As if an anxious breath rose in the air, the tennis ball flew towards the bottom line of the hand mound with a tortuous thunder light.

"No, this is... the realm!"

Seeing a subtle change in the tennis path, the shirt quickly swept away where Tezuka was standing.

The powerful horrible suction force was tearing the top of Yuu's shirt a little bit by Yuan Lei's counterattack.

"Is Type Zero your bait..."

Jackie Yu watched Tezuka's tempered breath quietly emerge from his arm after he absorbed the tennis ball.

The wisps of air flicked the tip of the hand mound, and his eyes seemed to be flowing with hot lava.

boom!

Make a hard cut with the backhand.

A horrible meandering golden light flew back to the backcourt of the shirt Yuu in a flash.

"One Type•Thunderbolt flashes!"

Without a trace of hesitation, the shirt you stepped on a thunder light and volleyed towards his backcourt.

Run like lightning!

Everyone is still shaking their minds, and the tennis ball has refracted back at some unknown time.

"Out!"

After confirming twice, the referee declared with certainty: "Kunimitsu Tezuka takes the lead with a score of 40-15."

His shirt raised his brows, his face was a little surprised looking at the ball mark that was clearly outside the bounds.

With his possession of the ball, this will never happen. He can even hit the tennis ball accurately even in a superbly fast state, not to mention a thunderbolt that is more than one thing worse.

Then remove this reason...

Jackie Yu's eyes fell on Tezuka's arm, at this time Tezuka's left elbow was slightly red.

"Is it the Phantom of Tezuka!?"

Thinking of the irregular cut shot by Tezuka with all his hard work, Yu Yu probably had a guess in his heart.

The Phantom of Tezuka.

This is a further horror move than the Tezuka domain. Through the extra spin added when hitting the ball, the ball will automatically be bounced out of bounds when the opponent comes back from hitting the ball. This is a move that prevents the opponent from scoring anyway.

Of course, this trick is also flawed. The premise of using the Tezuka Phantom is to make a rotation that is six layers higher than the Tezuka domain, which is an extremely huge burden on the arm.

"Tezuka, you can still catch a few balls like this." Jackie Yu said softly in his heart.

He understood that when Tezuka was willing to use the Phantom of Tezuka, it was definitely time for him to give it a go.

Tezuka understands that if he has been unable to crack the thunderbolt of the shirt Yuu, then many of his tactics will become worthless.

The serve of this round is very crucial, he can't lose again.

"call……"

Gently exhaling a foul breath, the breath on Tezuka's body became thicker.

boom!

With a crisp sound, the tennis ball cut diagonally again.

"It's really difficult..."

Step on!

Sung Yuu's body is activated, and as Tezuka's hole cards become more and more, the more things Sung Yuu needs to consider.

In addition to the strength and physical competition on the court, the calculation and thinking of each strike between the two is already another invisible confrontation.

Huh!

Raising the racket, his shirt twitched everything slowly.

At a glance, Tezuka's ball is no longer zero. The top Yuu chose to cut the tennis ball at a subtle angle at the moment the tennis ball bounced, allowing the tennis ball to slide out a certain distance on the racket, and then pull it quickly.

The tennis ball roared, with a fierce wind pressing against the foot of the hand mound.

"Do you want to chase your body and suppress it."

As if he could see the intentions of Shangshan Yuu, Tezuka didn't use a trace of Tezuka's domain, pulling his body sideways and moving for half a step.

Then the racket in the left hand was raised, aiming at everything that the tennis ball was exerting forcefully.

boom!

The tennis ball flipped and cut through the air.

"Sure enough!"

Shangshan Yu saw Tezuka's arm muscles suddenly shrink, and a trace of light flashed across his face.

It seems that it only rotates 60% higher, but the Phantom is still too much pressure for Tezuka at this stage.

boom!

As the body moved, a thunder light flew toward the hand mound. This time it was not only the shirt but also the others outside the field.

Tezuka was just standing on the spot, but the winding thunder light from Yusong Yu was again empty.

"Game, Youth Academy Tezuka Kunomitsu, 1-2!"

"Exchange venue!"

Off the court, the Qingxue people seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. Although some didn't understand why the ball went out of bounds, their minister finally opened up the situation.

"Your decision, I received it!"

When the two crossed in midfield, the shirt Yuu said from the bottom of his heart.

Tezuka stunned in the same place, his eyes drooping slightly, "Top shirt, go on without regret."

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