Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

The double shadow tactics of Xiangriyueren and Shido Ryo I formation did not play a very good effect.

On the court, the seemingly ferocious and fierce man played very stable.

and--

Porter knows the changes in Australia's doubles formation very well.

...

boom!

There was a short hit of the ball.

Potter's sturdy body flashed quickly, and another vertical squeeze ball that jumped to the net.

Almost ignoring the misleading effect of the double shadow, the tennis ball was directly pressed against the border of the frontcourt by Potter.

Resolute and precise!

There was a slight smile on Potter's face.

Although Xiang Hiyakeren and Shido Ryo's double shadow technique is very interesting, but he is too familiar with the Australian formation.

This set of doubles formation from their Australia can already be said to have penetrated his bones.

"Game, Nagoya Stars, 6-3!"

"The doubles No. 1 match ended and was won by Moschic Passat and Porter Johns. The number of rounds was 6 to 3."

The referee let out a sigh of relief and announced loudly. This game is one of the few more peaceful games between the two sides.

...

After nodding peacefully, both sides walked towards their own positions.

"There is still a gap. As expected, we still need to continue to work hard." Shiido Ryo walked beside Xiangri, sighing softly.

One of the most intuitive feelings given to him in this game is that he is aggrieved. The opponent's avant-garde seemed to have a clear understanding of them.

Xiang Riyue smiled bitterly: "That's good, at least I found many areas that need improvement in the double shadow."

Be optimistic, and think on the bright side, their tactics do have a lot to improve.

There was a moment of silence, Shiido Ryo Kaidō: "Next, I will look at the shirt."

He clenched the racket in his palm, but he had a higher pursuit in his heart. The opponents are not only domestic, but there are also countless opponents of the same age abroad.

"Ice Emperor Doubles One was actually suppressed in this way!"

On the sidelines, Jackal Mulberry's dark face was startled. Subconsciously, his gaze moved to Marui Fumata's body beside him.

At this time, Marui Fumita was chewing gum with a face and composure, but with a pair of bright eyes staring at the court.

"This Nagoya Star Virtue is a bit too strong." Liu squinted his eyes, his face solemn, "I'm afraid..."

Kirara craned his neck and looked a little angry as he watched the score on the scoreboard leveled again.

But soon, his face turned.

"Which guy should play in the last game, there's nothing to worry about."

Seeing Tsung Yuu doing the basic stretching exercises, Kirara murmured while curling his head.

He was unconvinced with the Ice Emperor, but he didn't say anything about the shirt Yuu.

Whether it was the original game or the speed training later, he learned a lot.

Hearing this, Yukimura's eyes softly smiled: "It should be."

With eyes erratic, they also waited for the final match of the game with the audience.

ten minutes later.

"Next, we are about to start the singles number one match, with Bingdi Academy topping Yuu against Nagoya star De William Evans."

"Please come forward."

After a short break in midfield, everyone's eyes were focused once again.

Although it was because of the fact that Rube abstained from playing five games, none of the spectators would complain at this time.

Especially this time the ice emperor is still on top. For this faint first person in middle school, many people are still looking forward to it.

"Go, I promise to satisfy you."

His shirt smoothly passed everyone's glance, and finally fell on Yajujin who was sitting alone.

At this time, the other party was wrapped in some bandages, and he had just returned from the medical office after he had treated the wound.

At this implicitly concerned gaze, Ajiujin was a little restless, and finally turned his head and curled his lips: "Hey."

Upon seeing this, Jackie You chuckled lightly.

After moving his gaze away, his gaze was on the aristocratic youth who looked very graceful on the opposite side.

There was a gloomy flash in William's blue eyes, and he gently flicked the coat behind him, holding a racket with a silver frame, he walked up proudly.

"Your school is very strong." Standing in front of the net, William took a look at the shirt, stretched out his hand and praised: "But, I am not the same thing as before."

"Haha... I hope so."

Jackie You sneered twice, and shook his palm symbolically.

Even if the other party praised them, it was just to set off themselves.

There is nothing wrong with this, very British.

After guessing the side.

"The game started and the ball was served by Nagoya star Dewilliam Evans, and the game ended."

As the referee's words fell, the sidelines instantly fell silent.

The eyes of the audience were all focused on William Evans

Da Da, Da Da...

With one foot on the ground, the body bowed slightly, the long platinum hair slipped from one side of his face, and the tennis ball was jumping rhythmically in his hands.

Not to mention anything else, William's kick-off action is very British and aristocratic, and his appearance is also very good.

With a click, the tennis ball finally landed in the palm of his hand.

William Evans raised his eyes lightly, and a golden light flashed through his blue pupils.

Huh!

Stretch the arms and toss the tennis ball.

In an instant, a golden light pierced through the entire stadium.

Bang!

It seemed to be hindsight, everyone didn't react until the tennis ball bounced back to the wall behind tops Yuu.

"Way, William Evans scored, 15-0!"

The referee paused for a moment, checked a replay, and made a decision based on the footprints on the court.

"This is... a super high speed serve."

On the sidelines, the eyes of Trace Department and others suddenly shrank.

William Evans's super-fast serve is even more exaggerated than the tall man in the doubles before.

"When did this serve become so worthless?" Shinzu's expression sank slightly, and he was silent as he watched the duel below.

"Hehe, this is where you are all stupid." William felt the surprised look from all directions, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, "You shouldn't give me a chance."

Huh!

Without waiting for other people to react, he quickly caught the mentally slow gap and served again.

Boom!

The beam of light like an aurora just flashes on the court.

"30-0!"

"Are you stunned?" Looking at his shirtless body, William smiled disdainfully: "Let you feel what is world-class tennis!"

boom!

With a wave of William's racket in the air, there was no sign of wind at all.

There is no smoke or smoke.

"It's really a surprise." The shirt smiled, the expression on his face was quite bright, and his body straddled a few steps at high speed, "You are a world-class one who entered through speed."

boom!

Like an antelope with horns, a racket with a black and red frame, without warning, intercepted the light beam that seemed to disappear in the eyes of ordinary people.

"You--!" William's face changed drastically, his eyes fixed on the racket in Yusong Yu's hand, "How could it be..."

With a face of disbelief, William Evans did not believe that anyone in the middle school world could hit his Aurora serve.

"The so-called force, the type of skill, the extreme speed," Yu Yuu smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, "It's not a coincidence, I am also the extreme speed, and..."

"I'm faster than you!"

Sweater Yu's wrist sank, pressing the racket in his hand, the calf muscles contracted tightly, the soles of the feet stepped on the ground, and the body quickly protruded forward.

Damn it!

With a flash of thunder, Yu Yu's whole body was like a golden thunder.

Bang!

The surging air wave rolled up a few strands of hair around his ears, and William stood still on the spot with a dull face, and the tip of his nose seemed to smell a trace of anxious breath in the air.

"Top score, 15-30!"

Seeing the very obvious burnt black mark on the court, the referee quickly announced.

"Come on, don't stand stupid, let me entertain you well."

There was a chuckle on his face, and the shirt-yau's tone was full of ridicule.

This William Evans is indeed an out-and-out genius, who can enter the world level in the third grade of middle school.

But it is a pity that this time he ran into shirt Yuu.

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