Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

Puff!

Puff!

...

The two figures kept staggering, each scoring each other, and the situation on the court became more and more intense.

Atobe is still very worried about Yuu's smashing ball. So next he mostly entangled the bottom line with the top.

Want to constantly find opportunities through low-altitude pressure ball.

In addition to the trick to guard against the top of the shirt, Tracebe has another layer of consideration when playing like this...

Puff!

Once again, he returned to the backhand bottom line from the strike department, and his shirt frowned slightly.

The trace department, which had been in an offensive state, suddenly shrank.

And he has been pulling back and forth through the low-altitude long ball of the bottom line, seemingly preparing something.

The shirt thought for a while, and he was not ready to continue following the rhythm of the trace department.

"Comprehensive focus... Breath of Water..."

Seeing the tennis ball appearing in the right-hand half of the court again, he concentrated on breathing, and he was ready to end the ball.

"Um!?"

Just as he was about to start, there was a sudden soreness in the knee of his right foot, which made his body stagnate.

Shang Xian Yu was slightly startled in his heart, but quickly calmed down and suppressed the sense of incongruity.

I can only prepare to change tricks...

"Three Types•Liu Liu Wu!"

With his eyes locked on the tennis ball, his figure suddenly accelerated, and several shuttles changed directions. His figure resembled a light spring water, leaving only the afterimages that had flowed.

Shun Yuu's right hand swung the racket lightly, and with the centripetal force of his body, he tilted everything downwards.

boom!

The tennis ball crossed the surface of the net with a crisp sound.

A perfect short shot.

The original downward spin on the tennis ball has long since disappeared.

The tennis ball is like a light feather, after crossing the net, it just rolls forward.

"40-30"

"That was just now!?"

Trace Department took back the steps he had just stepped out, and he was too late to save the short shot that came in.

Moreover, the shock that this ball gave him is not lost to that smashing ball.

Not to mention that the tennis ball just rolled forward after it landed and didn't bounce up. How did Jung Yuu come to midfield with the ball in a flash?

Trace Department's eyes condensed, and he quietly stared at the smiling face of Tsong Yuu, as if he wanted to see through the mystery of the ball.

But this is destined to be in vain, even with his insight, for a while, I don't know how Jung Yuu accomplished this amazing goal.

He found that the more he fought against the shirt, the more he found that the shirt was unfathomable.

Every time you think this is his hole card, he will play a brand new card. As his opponent, it was like a prey on a spider web, only to be entangled tighter and tighter by him.

After taking a deep look at the shirt, the mark returned to the service line.

Although Shangshan You won the ball, the soreness of the right knee before that moment has not disappeared from his mind.

Because of the breathing method, he can be said to have full marks for his body control.

In his opinion, it was definitely not accidental that something was wrong with him suddenly.

"Want to come is still the cause of the trace department."

The shirt moved his gaze slowly, carefully scanning every movement of the trace.

Puff!

It's a low-altitude pressure ball again. This kind of ball puts a lot of pressure on the wrist, but the track department has held on for several consecutive shots...

"It seems that Hua Dian is here." Shang Shan You thought silently in his heart.

However, I can't get a point, and he saw my counterattack just now. Why?

madness? impossible.

Excluding this factor, Jung Yuu thought while running and hitting back the tennis ball.

Then, the two fell into a bottom-line confrontation.

One goal, two goals... After five goals...

"Here again." The shirt frowned and he felt that his knees were not right. He did not hesitate to use the three-shaped Liu Liuwu again to kill the ball.

"Score 2-0"

Looking at the sweat traces on the bottom line on the opposite side, I suddenly found out that I had a lot of sweat flowing unknowingly.

Because of the characteristics of Shui Hu, the shirt Yu didn't notice it at first, and kept pulling with the trace at the bottom line.

"It turns out that this is the back hand of the trace department? Then following this line of thought, the problem with the knee just now becomes clear." After checking the shirt, you suddenly understood what the routine was.

The track department keeps hitting the bottom line to stick to the earth. Every time you catch the ball, you must move the center of gravity down and bend your knees. Over time, it will cause local fatigue of the knee, and it will also consume a lot of physical strength.

Although Nabu himself will consume his physical strength by forcing his wrists to hit the earth, but he has been studying at the British Tennis Club before and is very proficient in this kind of physical play.

Shang Xianyou remembered that in the original work, Rubu still had the title of grabbing the 7 little prince.

"I unknowingly fell into the rhythm of the track department before." Shang Xian You somewhat admired the track department's court wisdom.

I think it should have been trying this way since the smash. Shang Xian You thought about it for a while and found the time to do it.

It's worthy of being the trace department. Even if you are at a disadvantage, you can come up with a simple and efficient response method in a very short period of time. It is really amazing!

but……

From now on, you probably won't have such an opportunity.

The shirt took a long and deep look at the determined traces.

Tee-yo serves.

Close your eyes, breathe...

Full focus...Water breath, type of 捌 type•Taki pot!

Shang Shun Yu's body bends like a prawn, and all his muscles are tied into a rope.

Throw the ball, swing! All in one go!

Puff!

With an unusual muffled noise, the tennis ball flew out at a rapid speed.

At the moment when he saw the tennis ball flying, the traces who had been staring at the top of the shirt were startled.

"What is this!?"

A huge rushing column of water fell from the sky. Attacked him with an unstoppable great power. His body seemed to be fixed, unable to take a step at all.

"Snapped!"

The water splashed everywhere, scorching in the morning light.

Da da da……

It wasn't until the tennis ball slowly rolled down to his feet that Trace Department realized that he was already breathing heavily.

It turned out that this was the situation I had to face! Tracebe suddenly remembered that it was his situation when Shinzuo was serving in the top.

"What was that just now?" Trace Department took a gentle breath, stretched out his hand to sweep some moist hair, looked at the shirt Yuu and asked.

Just now in the serve of Jie Yuu, he actually saw a terrifying column of water. Is this a tennis ball that humans can play?

Trace Department couldn't help but wonder if the gap was really big to this extent.

"Mental power!" Facing the puzzlement of Trace Department, Yushang Yu pointed at his head and said.

"It can also be said that it is the integration of will, mind, determination, and belief, these indescribable and inexpressible things." Seeing that the trace department is still a little confused, Shang Shan Yu went on to explain.

"And mental strength is the key to whether you can enter the country!

Trace department, if you can't take that step, then you will never catch the ball I just got! "

Hearing the words, the trace department turned pale.

Jackie Yuu's words were like a sledgehammer, hitting his chest heavily.

But soon.

Traces' eyes gradually brightened up again. A wave of determination gathered in his eyes.

"It turned out to be like this... It turned out that this is the key to the whole country!"

Trace Department remembered that a few days ago, when he played with Shinobu, that flash of ice ridges, did that kind of feeling belong to the whole country?

Trace Department is not stupid. In the previous match with Ninzu, he wanted to break through Ninzu's locked heart with a strong belief, so his mental power was actually only one step away.

It was only because the pressure of endurance to him was too little, coupled with the end of the game, so he did not succeed.

And now...

Trace Department looked at the shirt Yuu who was not far away with a faint look.

"Already understand it!" Shang Shan You murmured in his heart, and he found that there was a lot more in the eyes of Trace Department. Just like when I faced Yue Zhi at the beginning, I was holding a certain kind of conviction.

Then continue!

Regardless of whether the track department is prepared or not, tap the yo-ball racket on the shirt and prepare to kick-off.

Puff!

Tennis is galloping, and the carrier has a certain rhythm, like a silver screen burst, in an instant, four pumps of water slurry!

"30-0"

Trace's body remains the same as before, motionless.

Puff!

It's another ball.

"40-0"

...

Puff!

"Score 3-0"

...

When it was the turn of the serving game, the top of Yuu was still as strong as a broken bamboo, and the several moves of the water call took turns.

On the other hand, Trace Department has been observing all the movements of Shang Yuu!

However, after Sung Yuu reminded him, even though his heart was anxious, it was even more difficult for Trace to concentrate.

Puff!

The top of the shirt is another ball, and the sky is still shocking.

"Trace Department, is it your limit?"

Yu Shan Yu's question left Trace Department speechless.

...

Puff!

"If it's just that, how far can you lead the ice emperor?"

Traces trembled, but still did not answer...

...

Puff!

"I knew I should have promised Senior Wisdom to lead the Ice Emperor..."

...

"What a joke!"

"No one! Can take this position from my uncle!"

"Show me through him!"

With a roar, Tracee interrupted Shang Shan Yu's last sentence.

"Boom!"

A popping sound appeared in Trace's mind.

As if a certain boundary has been broken, the world in his eyes is completely different. The court in his eyes is full of ice ridges.

Step on...

Facing the last serve of Jung Yuu, the body began to move.

boom!

With a strong wave, the racket in Jibu's hand seemed to be stained with frost, and it greeted the tennis ball on the ground fiercely.

"Snapped!"

The tennis ball crossed the net and shattered an icy edge on the top of your shirt.

"15-40"

"Blouse, I have seen all your dead ends" Trace Department said in awe-inspiring tone, covering his eyes with his left hand.

A huge chill enveloped the audience...

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