Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

"the time passes so fast."

Shiido Liang collapsed on the exercise chair exhausted, staring at the bright ceiling in a daze.

In the five days after the semi-finals, he almost worked hard.

Although the Kanto Contest has already won Lihai University, the scenes at this time last year seem to be still in sight.

but……

His head tilted slightly.

He saw another strong figure who was doing a pull.

Ajiuzin was wearing a black sports vest, with upright gray and short hair fluttering, sitting on the lifting instrument with stern eyes.

Scared, scared.

With every pull up and down, the muscles of his arms and back are twisting vigorously, drips of crystal sweat dripping from the neck, seeping into the black vest that is tightened by the muscles.

Clang.

Akutsu stood up, took a towel from the arm of the machine on the side, wiped his forehead, and his gaze turned to Ryo Shiito: "What's the matter?"

For this guy who had had a "great grudge" with him at the beginning, Ajujin didn't feel disgusted in his heart.

In any case, Shito Ryo is a hardworking person, and his daily training volume is the highest set by Shito Ryo.

Suddenly he was replied, Shido Ryo's originally dazzling gaze refocused, "How about going to practice?"

Sitting up straight, he stretched his muscles and joints, with a look of expectation on his face.

Ajutsu glanced at the wall clock on the wall, and walked towards the entrance of the fitness room first.

Just when Shiito Liang thought that the other party was going to refuse, a quiet voice came into his ears clearly.

"Keep up."

At the door, Yajiu frowned slightly as he watched his footsteps.

Not long.

Accompanied by summer insects, the tennis court on the Bingdi campus sounded a very fierce batting sound.

Around the court, white halo lights were projected and illuminated, and two long figures were shuttled back and forth on the court.

Time flies, and the weekend will soon come.

Early in the morning.

A team lined up neatly on the tennis court of Bingdi Academy.

Coach Sakura was wearing a burgundy suit, and his face calmly swept across the faces of everyone in front of him.

"Are you all ready?"

"no problem!"

With a soft jaw, Coach Sakura was very satisfied. What Bingdi wanted was this aura.

"Set off!"

Coach Sakura raised his hand and waved it like a baton.

The strength is calm and resolute, just like his vision for the national championship this time.

Tatata!

Stepping on neat steps, the gray coats of the Bingdi Zhengxuan were shining brightly in the morning light that had just risen.

Looking back, looking at the stone stele engraved with the Ice Emperor Academy gradually moving away from behind, there was a look of excitement on his face that was different from the past.

For a whole year, today is the day when their Ice Emperor regained his glory, and also the day when he...self-crossed!

It's eight o'clock in the morning.

"coming!"

Inoue Shou, who was guarding the gate of the finals stadium, looked startled.

This time, the Ice Emperor was still the same as before, with a steady selection and a huge team of lala.

Raising the camera, Inoue Shou swiftly moved towards several different angles, leaving the ice Emperor's players with this extraordinary moment.

Shiba Saori's face flushed slightly, until the handsome boys passed by, she calmed down.

"Senior Inoue, today's Ice Emperor feels super confident."

Looking at the photos captured on the camera, Shiba Saori smiled.

Every ice emperor is elected, their faces are filled with confident and full smiles, not at all the dignity and tension of last year.

Inoue watched the ice emperor's team with a long voice: "Yes, after a year of baptism, they have been completely washed out and have a new look."

Not surprisingly, the balance in his heart was already biased towards the ice emperor in this match.

It is nine o'clock in the morning.

In the main stadium of the tennis park, more than half of the audience has been admitted.

Compared with the popularity of last year's national competition, the excitement of this year's national competition for middle school students in Chengdu has only increased.

This is not only the reason why Neon has achieved good results in the World Cup, but also because the games in the past two years have become better and better.

Whether it was last year's champion Li Haida, or Bingdi Academy, which once again challenged the throne.

As the teams from both sides entered the arena, bursts of cheers and cheering rang out. This hot atmosphere instantly aroused the blood of every player.

"Huh!" Taking a deep breath, Xiang Riyue's expression was a little excited, "Although I have experienced it once, I still have to say that this feeling is still so wonderful."

"That's natural." Trace Department snapped his fingers proudly, "This time my grandfather will conquer the entire stadium gorgeously."

Several people walked, while sighing, they all felt a surge of heart.

"But..." Jackie Yu followed behind Mibu, a smile flashed in her eyes.

"Uh……"

Just now, the lofty ambitions almost staggered.

According to the order of appearance in the national competition, it is really possible that he will not be able to play and the game will be over.

The front-to-back contrast of the trace of the expression made everyone smile.

After a simple and relaxing laugh.

"Next, the final of the national competition is about to start. Tokyo's Ice Emperor Academy will play against Tachikai University High School Affiliated to Kanagawa Prefecture."

"First of all, it started with the singles No. 3 match, with Bingdi Academy Ajutsuren, against Lihai University High School Affiliated Liu Renji."

"Please come forward!"

After the broadcast above the stadium sounded, the entire stadium was silent for a second, followed by more lively cheers.

"Ah Ren, come on!"

Next to the stands very close to the Ice Emperor camp, a young and beautiful woman was shouting excitedly.

She put one hand on her mouth, and the other hand was waving vigorously in the direction of Ajutsu.

A very familiar voice came to his ears, and Ajujin glanced sideways, then his body stiffened slightly, and he turned his head to look at the shirt Yuu directly.

"You guy..."

"Hey, come on, Aren!"

Jackie Yu also smiled and shouted.

Ignoring his own opinion and teasing his shirt Yuu, Ajutsu adjusted his physical condition and walked down seriously.

Since he has been exposed to tennis for so long, his attitude towards tennis has been very different from the past.

On the opposite side, Liu Lian Er's expression was calm, making people unable to see the depth.

"Come on, it's going to start."

On the side of the court, Gan Zhenzhi had a look of expectation on his face.

This is especially true in his heart after Liu Lian's second appearance.

"It seems that Li Haida adjusted the strategy of the game this time."

Inoue looked through the records in his hand and found that Liu Lin Er basically had no singles record in the past matches.

Especially in the face of a strong team, the opponent is always paired with Li Haida's other positive selections in doubles. Don't know what tricks were kept this time?

With a trace of doubt and expectation in his heart, he moved his gaze to the court intently.

On the coaching bench, Coach Sakura tapped his fingers on his knees and looked at the two people on the field who were guessing. He remembered the scene when he got the list of the two sides an hour ago.

The first game was completely deliberately given to them by the other party.

On the side, Yukimura put on his coat and looked at the stadium with a soft smile on his face.

This time the lineup is still the result of his and Liu's serious research after starting the Kanto contest.

"Don't worry Liu, this time the champion will still belong to Lihai University." Yukimura whispered firmly in his heart.

Speaking of which, the biggest sacrifice for such a lineup was Liu Lianji, who played three singles, but Liu did not hesitate to do so.

Click.

After the racket with the gray frame landed.

The referee on the high chair just glanced, then raised his hand and waved: "The game begins, and the game will be served by Bingdi Academy Akutsuren."

Picking up the racket calmly, Liu Lian'er calmly walked towards his backcourt.

Ajiuzin's brows wrinkled slightly, Liu Lian's aura was a little weird, he didn't feel the intense fighting spirit in the opponent.

but……

Without thinking about these too much, Ajujin walked to his serve line grimly.

For him, no matter what kind of opponent it is, as long as he is knocked down obediently!

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