Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

Standing sideways, Ninzuqian also bowed halfway, gently pressing the tennis ball with his palm.

Da da da……

With the constant rebound of the tennis ball, the flame in his heart also rose inch by inch.

With a snap, the tennis ball was firmly held in his palm.

At the same time, Ninzuqian also looked up, and fell on his genius cousin, "Last year I was...not as good as you, but..."

The remnant thoughts in his heart were quickly swallowed by his excitement, and the tennis ball was thrown upward in the air.

Huh!

The solid arm volleyed, and the entire racket was taken out with an afterimage, and he was pressed against the inside of his body at high speed.

boom!

Like a cloud in the wind, the tennis ball quickly pressed against Yushi Shinzu's backhand.

"What a fierce offensive!"

Seeing the aggressive ball coming, Ninzu Yushi swept away Ninzu Kenya somewhat unexpectedly. He didn't expect the opponent to be so fierce as soon as he came up.

"It seems that you have been waiting for this game for a long time, Qian Ye."

tread!

His left foot quickly withdrew for a half step, and Yoo Shi's waist twisted with strength, and he pulled with his back hand.

Jin Guang suddenly realized, this is a diagonal diagonal ball with accurate ball control. Ninzu Yuuji's backhand is not weak, and he can't be troubled by such a serve.

However, the next moment.

A figure has appeared in front of the net like a ghost.

Ninzu Kenya's thin short hair fluttered in front of his forehead, and a confident smile was at the corner of his mouth, "Yukushi, you are right, I have indeed been looking forward to this game for a long time!"

boom!

With a volley dunk, the tennis ball was volleyed directly to the boundary line of the left half by Ren Zuken.

"Ninzuken also scored, 15-0."

"That was..." Shinzu Yuuji narrowed his eyes, scanned the footsteps on the opposite court, and whispered in his heart: "Is the speed so fast..."

Just now when he hit back, Ninzuken was still in the backcourt, but he didn't expect that with just a blink of an eye, the opponent had already volleyed in front of the net.

...

"Then, let's go on without stopping!"

His eyes were bright, and after seeing the surprise in Ninzu Yushi's eyes, Ninzu Kenya's smile became even greater.

boom!

The tennis ball flew out, and after drawing a beautiful curve in the air, it steadily pressed on the sideline of Shinzu Yuuji's backhand.

"Steady and fast, compared with the previous ball, there is no flaw at all."

Seeing Ninzu Ken's body swaying slightly from side to side, Ninzu Yuuji drew the ball toward the opponent's feet this time.

"This is a low-angle flat shot chasing the ball. Do you want to curb my surfing?"

Seeing the mystery of this ball, Ninzu Ken also expressed admiration for his cousin's adaptability in his heart.

"However, this can't stop me!"

With the soles of his feet cushioned back, Kenya Ninzu's body pulled out a few afterimages, feeling the strong wind on his face, his face was unusually cheerful.

boom!

With a sharp stroke of the racket, the tennis almost didn't stop at the slightest, and Ninzuken once again hit back near the corner of the baseline.Tatata!

Shinzu Yuuji ran quickly. Although his tactics were not completely successful this time, they restrained the opponent's performance to a certain extent.

Too long a counterattack distance, for players like them, is to recalculate the chance of counterattack.

His eyes flashed faintly, and he stretched his arms hard, and finally knocked the tennis ball back at the moment of his death.

Listening to the fierce footsteps in his ears, the corners of Yushi's mouth rose slightly, and Qiu Qian would not miss this opportunity.

as predicted.

An elegant figure has reached mid-air.

"Ah la la, the other party seems to have been fooled, and the lob is not so easy to intercept."

Xiang Riyue's face was startled at first, and then he thought of the character of his teammates, his mind was a little bit more settled, "This is 100% a trap for Shinzu Yushi!"

However.

Click!

The posture changed to cut, and Ninzuqian's eyes flickered, and he seemed to have seen through this calculation of Ninzu Yushi.

"Da da da……"

Seeing the tennis ball gently rolling down in front of the net, many people outside the court showed a surprised expression.

On the sidelines, Shiraishi had a proud smile on his face. In the past, Ninzu Kenya would definitely be smashed with this ball.

"Did you hold back? It seems that your changes are indeed great."

Putting away the racket, Shinzu Yuuji glanced calmly at his cousin who had landed in front of the net. The opponent was calmer than he expected.

With a silent smile, Ninzu Ken returned to the serve line with high fighting spirit.

boom!

"40-0"

...

boom!

"Game, Ninzu Kenya, 1-0!"

"Exchange venue!"

Almost in the blink of an eye, Ninzuken also relied on his relaxed and moderate play to quickly win his first round of serve.

It's not a big stunt competition, but Shinozoku Yushi is suppressed in this way. No matter where his ball is knocked down, his cousin can hit back at an appropriate speed.

...

"Ah, Qian Ye! Your actions are so handsome!"

Watching his teammate gain the advantage, Golden Koharu played his nature, twisted his body directly, and shouted loudly.

Many people in their Four Tianbao Temple know that it is better than a Ninzu Yushi, but Ninzuqian is also the goal or obsession of this cousin.

"Senior Ninju was defeated so quickly in the first game." Feng Chang Taro frowned slightly, which was obviously different from what he had expected at the beginning.

"Yuko is suppressed by the opponent's rhythm." Yu Shan Yu explained with a chuckle.

No better than the previous one who only knew how to rush all the way and beat his opponent by speed alone.

Now this Osaka star of Naniwa has really found his own tennis path, and the speed on the court should be controlled by himself.

Fast or slow, this rhythm can be controlled by oneself quickly, this is the shortcoming that Ninzu Kenya found later.

Tracebe nodded in recognition of Shang Shan Yu's statement, and then smiled confidently: "But even so, I think I have already figured out a countermeasure."

"Probably it is."

With a smile on his shirt, Ninzu Yushi's tennis system took shape earlier than Nunzu Ken. With that point just now, this Kansai wolf is definitely not difficult.

"Now it's up to him what he plans to do." Jackie Yu's words brought everyone's attention back to the court again.

boom!

"F.A.S!"

"15-0"

...

boom!

"S.S.A.S!"

"30-0!"

...

It was Ninzu Yuji's turn to serve, which was exactly the same as the first game, with side-spins on the net, and a tie shot on the net...every little skills were used by Ninzu.

until……

boom!

A whiff of milky white aura flashed past his body, facing the tennis ball that Ninzu Ken was also hitting back at high speed, Ninzu Yushi directly shot a bullet.

After the tennis ball fell to the ground, leaving a trace of anxiety, it bounced towards the side of Kenya Ninzu and flew up.

"Is this the bullet of Senior Pingshan, without me?"

Thinking quickly in his mind, Ninzuqian did not dare to head-on, hitting the racket horizontally at high speed, and swiftly facing the tennis ball.

Huh.

The tennis ball turned into a white light rewinding and flew straight towards the second half of Yushi Shinzuo.

Draw a scoop according to the gourd.

The tennis ball just crossed the net and was intercepted by a racket.

boom!

The tennis ball blew up in front of the net, then bounced vertically out of the court.

"Game, Shinzu Yuuji, 1-1!"

"Is the ball path completely seen through by the opponent."

Holding a toothpick in his mouth, Watanabe shoved the calm boy who was standing on his side halfway. He always felt that the other party's plan was not that simple.

The game continues.

boom!

"Game, Ninzu Kenya, 2-1!"

...

boom!

"Game, Shinzu Yuuji, 2-2!"

...

boom!

"Game, Ninzu Kenya, 4-3!"

...

boom!

"Game, Shinzu Yuuji, 4-4!"

...

"The situation doesn't seem so good..."

Yuan Zheye's complexion gradually became solemn, and Ninzuqian also seemed to fall into a big net, becoming more and more tightly bound by the other party.

Shiraishi rubbed his chin lightly and pondered for a moment. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, "The other party is accumulating psychological pressure on Qian."

Ninzu Yushi had a few goals, and he could obviously pull away Kakuya's scores with no self, but he played fairly well.

Although Ninzuken still seems to be in control of the rhythm on the court, this kind of win the next round, but unable to open the score, the pressure of being immediately equalized by the opponent has begun to accumulate.

"In other words, if Qian didn't have any breakthroughs, he would easily be overwhelmed by the rhythm that he finally won."

After listening to Shiraishi's words, Cai Qian looked forward to thinking and gave his own understanding.

"So Xiaoqian is not very dangerous."

Golden Koharu was very sensitive to discover the terrible consequences contained in it, with a look of worry on his face.

Huh~

The backcourt service line.

Ninzuqian also gently wiped the sweat from his temples, took two deep breaths, and adjusted his breathing.

He found that his cousin seemed to be putting more and more pressure on him. Although he had been constantly maintaining the rhythm, he still couldn't open the score once.

Looking at the calm face opposite, he held his breath again.

Huh!

The tennis ball was thrown upwards, and then his leg muscles tightened.

boom!

With a very impactful jump, the tennis ball flew towards Shinzu Yushi with a fierce impact.

Naniwa serves!

Even spectators off the court can feel the power contained in this ball.

On the other hand, Ninzu Yushi was unmoved, with a slight smile on his face. His body was full of colorful radiance, and his eyes had been dyed with a layer of pale gold at some point.

"Next point, 30 goals!"

"what?!"

The cold announcement fell in his ears, causing Ninzuqian's heart to jump.

On the edge of the court, Fuji also opened his eyes, "This is an absolute preview made by Tezuka..."

Next to him, he stopped the recorded movement in his hand, and gently pushed the white-lighted glasses on the bridge of his nose, with an inexplicable expression, "Well, that's right, this should be another flashing door to the state of non-self."

"I didn't expect the ice emperor's Shinjuku Yushi to hide so deeply." Niwang narrowed his eyes, and smiled at the purple-haired boy next to him: "Yes, Liu Sheng."

With the research and attention of some people, the deeper power of the state of no-self is no longer a secret.

To bear with this appearance and state, for some people, they have probably guessed one or two.

"Thirty, thirty-one..."

Thinking of the number of shots from both sides in his heart, Inoue's fingers trembling while holding the camera.

boom!

"Thirty-two balls!"

Looking at the tennis ball that finally hit his bottom line, Ninzu Ken suddenly felt that his defense was defeated like a tide.

"It's really thirty-two balls!"

Shiba Saori looked at Shinzu Yushi with a look of surprise, this kind of magical judgment made her unable to understand for a while.

"Senior Inoue, Senior Inoue..."

Facing the shouts in his ears, Inoue Shou didn't have much thought to respond at this time.

"Thousands of tempers and talents have already appeared, so the last..."

Thinking of the back of a certain samurai in his mind, his face was full of excitement.

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