Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

Boom!

His body stagnated. When Chitose recovered, the tennis ball had already jumped out of his side, leaving only a shallow ball mark on the ground.

"Game, Shiraishi Kuranosuke, Shinzu Kenya, 6-3!"

"The game is over, the Shiraishi and Shinzu teams will win!"

The referee's voice sounded, and the expressions of the people outside the court gradually relaxed.

Although this game has many turning points, it is undoubtedly a very exciting game. And no one thought that Chitose Qianli, one of the two heroes of Kyushu, would be injured.

"Senior Irie, you should report Chitose's affairs to the coaching staff when that time comes." Seeing Chitose whose mentality is calm and my breath has faded, Shang Shan Yu asked softly.

The white glow in the eyes of the river dissipated, and after pushing down his round eyes in a cover-up manner, he smiled and said: "That's natural. This is a good seed. After calming down, I made a breakthrough."

"Don't worry, the coach should arrange for him to go abroad for the best treatment at that time. As long as there is no major eye problem, he should be restored to health soon." As if seeing the pity in Shang Yuu's eyes, Jin Jiang smiled. .

"That's good, after all, we will be our helpers in the world in the future."

Staring at Shang Shan Yu's face in amazement, Irie didn't expect this young man to suddenly come out such a sentence.

"It seems that you are thinking about it quite a long way." Iru Jiang said casually, but his impression of Shang Shan Yu had changed again.

...

The remaining two games did not last too long. Oishi, Kikumaru, Mukai and Shido teams won.

Oishi Kikumaru's golden combination defeated Yamabuki's potato hero combination and successfully moved to Group C.

As for the Xianghi Shito group, it was the comedy group that narrowly defeated the golden Koharu and Yuji Ichiji. At the match point, the comedy group directly realized the homology.

Had it not been for Shido Ryo to win the last game by breaking out, I'm afraid the ending would have to be reversed by the opponent.

But even so, Golden Koharu and Ichiji Yuji also showed their ability to stabilize Group B. The same tone, in doubles in the middle school circle, has a terrifying effect on strength.

After ten minutes of rest.

The singles qualifying match officially kicked off.

Compared with doubles, which pays more attention to tactics and the degree of tacit understanding between the two, singles undoubtedly values ​​personal strength more.

These three singles matches from Group B to Group A also gave everyone a strong expectation.

Like doubles, singles matches are played at the same time. After all the players entered the field, a large number of people were encircled in each of the three courts.

All the Qingxue people came to Tezuka's arena to cheer for their ministers, while Bingdi and Lihaida were divided into two groups, and some first-year students were more concerned about the civil wars of their predecessors.

Kirihara stood in the middle of the field, after hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and walked towards Sanada's field.

Compared to Minister Yukimura, who he thought was certain to win, it was the match between Vice Minister Sanada and Yoo-senpai that moved him more.

Before the net.

Yukimura stood in his own half, draped his training uniform jacket behind him, looked at Tezuka on the opposite side, and smiled with raised eyebrows: "Speaking of which, this is the first time we have met each other."

Looking at each other, Tezuka's eyes made a slight wave of waves, "Yes, don't regret it, Yukimura-san."

I still remember that two years ago, the opponent he chose to challenge was Yukimura, but at that time Sanada couldn't bear it and jumped out.

I just didn't expect this miss to be two years, and the handsome young man in front of him has already won the glory of the national championship.

"Come on then."

"Positive or negative?"

Watching the racket twist and spin at Yukimura's fingertips, Tezuka's eyes lowered, "Reverse."

After a few seconds.

A gentle smile appeared on Yukimura's face, "It seems that my luck is better."

Tightening the racket in his hand, Tezuka's expression turned slightly.

Yukimura is a peer he faces second only to Sweater Yu, and there is nothing wrong with that very threatening aura.

Bend down to pick up the racket, the hem of Yukimura's jacket raised slightly, and he turned and walked towards the bottom line of his serve.

"It's coming, Tezuka Kunimitsu."

Looking casually at Tezuka's body posture, Yukimura calmly tossed the ball upwards.

boom!

The racket swiped down at an extremely fast speed, and everyone felt that there was a flower in front of them, and the tennis ball had already been pressed into the corner of the Tezuka hair-receiving area.

"So fast and accurate!"

This tricky ball made players such as Hara Tetsuya and Chiishi Kiyoshi look solemn and extremely jealous.

Yukimura didn't make many shots in the annual competition, but they were so serious when they came up. Few of them have seen it.

In the next moment, a tall figure stood on the spot of the tennis ball.

boom!

Tezuka's arm flicked in the air, and a silver-white racket steadily encased the yellowish ball that was ejected.

"Not only is the speed and the angle tricky, but even the force is full."

Lifting his eyes to look at the opposite side, Tezuka allowed the tennis ball to spin on the racket, but his arm did not move at all, and directly slammed the tennis back to the bottom line of Yukimura's backcourt.

boom!

The tennis ball falls to the ground.

In an instant, a more intense whirlpool brought up a cloud of smoke and dust on the ground, which bounced high in the direction diagonally above Yukimura's body.

"It's a good countermeasure, but it's too obvious!"

The lonely words sounded, and Yukimura's expression remained unchanged. This ball may be a bit sudden to the average person, but he could see the essence of it at a glance.

so……

boom!

When he waved his arms, he fluttered the coat behind him, and Yukimura volleyed back the tennis ball with a calm attitude.

Everyone only saw a white light flashing across the court. The speed of this ball was better than the first one before.

Whizzing……

However, at this moment, an invisible cyclone spread out from Tezuka's body.

After the tennis ball entered Tezuka's domain, it was twisted and deviated from the original path by a slight air current, and flew to Tezuka's side under the shocked eyes of Shiraishi and Tachibana.

Huh!

His left foot slid into an arc on his side, and Tezuka's left arm raised, and the tennis ball was directly hit back by him to the bottom corner on the other side of Yukimura.

"hiss……"

This was a strange scene, which made Tachibana, Shiraishi and others outside the scene startled.

It wasn't obvious when fighting ghosts before, but when faced with opponents of the same level like Yukimura, Tezuka's superb skills made them amazed.

"Amazing technology!"

On the sidelines, Tokugawa was slightly surprised. It was the first time he saw a middle school student demonstrate this ability.

"Tokugawa-kun, your training content is too lax. Before this young man has shown top technical literacy." Irie smiled and pushed his eyes down, "Sometimes the people around me also have something worth learning. , Don’t put your horizons too far."

"The people around..."

Tokugawa squeezed his palms and muttered to himself.

...

Ta Ta Ta.

With a strong wind chasing his body towards the tennis ball, Yukimura's eyes lit up, "Is this the Tezuka area."

The spin on the surface of the tennis ball just now was just a smoke bomb, and the special spin hidden in it might be the essence of the domain.

"But... the distance of the counterattack is too long."

I don't know what Tezuka thinks, this kind of long-distance baseline ball, for their existence, is undoubtedly a chance.

呲...

The footsteps slipped quickly on the ground, and Yukimura had already caught up with the tennis ball first.

He raised his arm and raised it, just as Yukimura was preparing to intercept.

Chi Chi Chi Chi...

For the first time, the change after the tennis ball touched the ground changed the expression of Yukimura's face.

Huh!

With his head tilted slightly, the tennis ball climbed steeply at extremely fast speeds, and swiped directly across his face.

"Tezuka is leading, 15-0!"

As the words of the referee pronounced the verdict, Yukumura's coat draped behind him fell to the ground.

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