Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

"Fuck!"

"It's really exciting!"

Iriezato squinted his eyes and clapped his hands gently in praise.

After watching the game completely, he sighed from the bottom of his heart. With Tezuka's current complete tennis system, as long as that step is taken, it will definitely be another top combat power in their U17.

"Now that the bait has been dropped, it depends on how big a fish can be caught."

There was a genial smile on Irue Zanduo's face, and the spirit of performance in his heart had already burst.

at the same time.

Tachikai Yamato's Yamato Yamabuki's game also came to an end early.

Under the sharp attack of the true meaning of Sanada's art of war, Sengoku Kiyoshi, who was the light of Yamabuki's singles, was once again eliminated.

After the two shook hands, Sengoku wiped the sweat from his forehead, looking at Sanada's leaving back with a look in his eyes suddenly.

Since being awakened by the help of the second week, he has restarted planning his own tennis path. In the previous month or so, his physical fitness has improved a lot.

But when he faced Sanada again, he realized that he still couldn't see the other side's back.

As Shang Shan Yu said at the beginning, people like Sanada never stay where they are, only making continuous progress toward the front.

"How about over there?"

After receiving a towel from Liulian's second hand, Sanada's face did not change much.

Winning a Yamabuki is not a difficult task for them. Whether it is Yamabuki's famous potato hero combination or the small and famous Qianshi Qingchun, they can't stop their footsteps.

"Like us, Bingdi is also a three-to-zero Qingxue."

Liu Lian's news network is very fast, and the two sides are almost at the same time. He has already got the first-hand news.

Seeing that Sanada's expression didn't seem to have changed much, Liu pondered for a moment, and added: "Bingdi's shirt has played three singles."

Sanada paused with the towel in his hand, and even Yukimura, who was smiling and standing by the side, had a solemn expression.

The name Shangshangyu has already had a deep entanglement with them, not to mention that their chief and deputy ministers were defeated at the same time by this person, and the incident about Yukimura was also grateful to a few people who knew about it.

Both the target opponent and the friend of the benefactor, such a somewhat contradictory and unified character is hard not to make them care.

"And... his opponent is the head of Qingxue, Kunomitsu Tezuka."

"Um!?"

As soon as the words behind Liu came out, Sanada's eyes instantly became very sharp.

These two people actually ran into...

"The two of them... who won."

With his mouth opened and closed, Sanada finally asked without holding back the curiosity in his heart.

"Um...Shangshan Yu won the third game with a big score." Liu Lian'er glanced at Sanada with a weird expression.

Sanada is concerned but chaos, but he said the total score at the beginning.

"okay, I get it."

The sharp eyes shrank slightly, Sanada didn't know what he thought of, and his eyes were a little surprised.

"Minister, who is this shirt you've been talking about? Is he amazing?"

With ears pricked up, Kirara moved his little head towards him, his face full of curiosity.

He has heard a lot of the name Sung Sung Yu since the semifinals. Every time the name is mentioned, the expressions of the seniors will change, which really makes him curious.

"Kihara, the final is coming soon, and you will see it then."

"That's...a terrible person who doesn't even have any confidence in me."

A trace of remembrance flashed in Yukimura's eyes, and he sighed slightly after turning his head to Kirara and smiling slightly.

In the recent illness, he mastered a new power, but he was really not sure whether this power could surpass the shirt Yuu.

Hearing Yukimura's words, Kirihara opened his mouth lightly, and there was an incredible expression in his eyes.

In his mind, Yukimura's strength has reached an unfathomable horror situation, but now he is the invincible minister he thinks, and he will even say that he is inferior to the other person.

If it weren't for Yukimura's own words, he would not believe it.

"Jie Yuan, there are people outside the world, there are days outside the sky, our Li Haida is not invincible now." Liu Lian solemnly reminded with a solemn expression.

Since the last time he watched Ajujin's game, his attention to the Ice Emperor has soared.

"Well, we should leave."

After interrupting Kirara who wanted to ask questions, Yukimura found that the entire stadium had been scattered.

These specific issues should wait until they return to school to discuss them.

After seeing Yukimura's serious expression, Kirara, who had always jumped off, shrank his neck and closed his mouth honestly.

Compared with the serious Vice Minister Sanada, he always felt that the gentle Minister Yukimura was sometimes more terrifying.

Just as everyone in Lihai was about to leave, two uninvited guests stopped in front of them.

"Hello everyone, I am the manager of the Lawrence Tennis Club in England, Charles. I don't know if it can take you a few minutes."

Taking off his hat, Charles very elegantly pulled out a gold-plated business card from the pocket of his suit jacket and handed it to Yukimura who was in the center.

Sanada frowned slightly and looked at the potbellied guy in front of him. Although the other person looked polite, his eyes were full of greed.

"This guy is not a good person" Sanada was secretly wary, and at the same time gave the other people a wink.

"No, this gentleman, we don't have time." The tone was rather cold, and Yukimura didn't want to have any intersection with the person in front of him.

Why did British tennis clubs suddenly find them? This is a question that is not quite right.

"Charles get out of the way, as I said long ago, your style will not work in this country. They will only admire the strong."

A rough voice sounded, and Charles, the club manager, was immediately squeezed away by the figure behind him.

The people in Lihai were slightly startled, and they felt a strong sense of oppression from the burly white man in front of them.

Looking at the other party's bulging and bulging muscles, Kirara swallowed softly, and the other party's arms were almost as thick as his thighs.

"Is this the legendary British Hercules?"

For some reason, the first time in his mind, he remembered the introduction about the United Kingdom that had been broadcast on TV.

"You, compete with me, and if you lose, go to England with us, how about it!"

With a condescending finger, this burly white man was quite rude.

"tennis match?"

Sanada raised his brows, and his eyes were even worse. Sure enough, these two guys are here for trouble.

"Who are you, who will promise you such ridiculous terms."

Before Sanada could answer, Kirahara who was standing next to him shouted loudly.

Just kidding, their vice minister will be punished if they lose, but they will be fine if the opponent loses. When they are idiots?

"No, this can't be done by you!"

There was a fierceness flashing in Richard's eyes. Last year, the neon had already rushed behind them in Britain. If there are one or two more geniuses behind, they may not be able to keep the top eight in the world.

Moreover, this time it is not just their UK, many of the world's top ten powers have been marked with neon attention.

"What do you want to do?!"

Seeing that the white man in front of him seemed to want to do something, Sanada stepped forward, holding the racket in both hands, blocking the front of Lihai Dazhong.

"What are you doing, of course, is to show you what a real tennis ball is."

Richard took out a racket from the bag behind him and squeaked a tennis ball in his broad palm.

boom!

With a trembling, the tennis ball was like a huge cannonball, whizzing towards Sanada.

"Sanada, be careful!"

Yukimura's eyes flashed, seeing the horror of the ball, and reaching out to grab Sanada's coat.

However, Sanada was already in action, and the moment his arms were raised, he wanted to fight back.

"Hehe...boy, this is what you asked for!"

A glimmer of pleasure flashed in his eyes, and Richard seemed to have heard the sound of the fracture of the opposite arm.

As a member of the U17 who is currently active in the United Kingdom, he has properly entered the world's threshold for the light power.

Since the guy opposite has refused his extradition invitation, don't want to play tennis anymore.

How can the neon desert surpass their British Empire.

"The faces of you people are still so disgusting."

Just as the tennis ball was about to hit the Sanada racket, a tall and tall figure jumped out from the side.

The harsh rebuttal just now came out of his mouth.

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