Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

Sanada glanced at his partner in surprise. If he didn't feel wrong just now, Nioh's body was covered with a special mental power.

"But it's okay... this time we will be more confident."

Sanada didn't ask too much now. The stronger Nioh's strength has been, the more at ease in his heart.

back-court.

Ningju gently tapped the tennis ball in his hand, and he glanced at the birch with some worry.

From just now, Huadi's breath seemed to float.

"Is it an illusion, or..."

Keeping an extra eye on him, he endured himself to find a relatively comfortable rhythm and hit the ball at high speed.

The tennis ball brought out a strong curve, like a target, accurately hitting the corner of Sanada's backhand.

Bang!

The tennis ball was hit back cleanly by Sanada, and the backhand rushed like the wind.

Needless to say, Huadi's eyes flickered, and her body naturally chased towards the tennis ball.

The arm pulled up and twitched.

What Huaji shot back was Sanada's more explosive aggression.

Whizzing!

Cyclonus' arrogance set off a wave of air in the air, and before the tennis ball arrived, one could feel a terrifying flame.

Seeing the ball that should be the one he is most familiar with, Sanada's eyelids twitched lightly.

With a calm face, a sharp light flashed in Sanada's eyes, and he spit out, "Moving like thunder!"

Before he could say anything, Sanada twisted his footsteps and came to the tennis ball in the blink of an eye.

Holding the racket forcefully with both hands, Sanada's footsteps followed the eight phases of kendo, standing upright, and the racket in his hand slashed down diagonally.

This series of movements are as fast as lightning.

With a crackle.

The blue and white electric light was just a flash in Shinju's eyes, and then it was irregularly refracted from the court.

"Sanada, Nioh, 30-0!"

"Pretty, Vice Minister Sanada!"

On the side of the court, Kirara Chi also yelled with excitement on his face. Moving like the power of thunder, he was hooked every time he watched it.

"It's still not very good, the speed and power of moving like thunder are a bit big."

The aura of selflessness on my body quickly faded, and I felt a headache for enduring my feet.

Go back to the backcourt and serve again!

At the same time, Renzu quickly pulled forward.

Seeing the tennis ball that swiftly landed on the receiving corner, Nioh quietly narrowed his eyes: "The idea is very good, but unfortunately, my goal is not you..."

Smiled cheerfully.

Nioh came to the spot where the tennis ball was dropped, and between the swings of his arms, the racket made a very clever tick.

Bang!

Because of the spin on the tennis ball, the ball flew out of a very tricky curve. Pressed on the bottom line of the Huadi half.

Tatata!

The calm footsteps sounded, and the birch land was like a copper wall and iron wall, sprinting to the bottom line.

As soon as his racket slammed, his eyes swept to the most familiar figure.

On the opposite side of the court, "Jinbu" crouched slightly, with a small smile on his mouth, and those twinkling eyes were looking at Huadi with expectation.

"boom!"

In this moment, Huadi's arm quickly swung, and directly swept the ball out of bounds.

"40-0!"

If the opponent is Rubu, he will not go all out to play against Rubu before he is asked.

"Hua Di he..."

Huadi's abnormal mistake again made Shinobu look sideways.

Looking along Huadi's line of sight, Ninzu's always calm face turned directly into amazement and disbelief.

"How is it possible, that's... Trace Department?!"

He didn't seem to believe his eyes, and he stubbornly stared again, but what he saw was the result.

The changes on the court were naturally seen by everyone, after they noticed the extravagant figure in the gray team uniform on the court.

Everyone took a breath. A look like seeing a ghost: "How is it possible!"

The Minister of Bingdi appeared in Li Haida's halftime!

Everyone looked at the track department on the stage, and then at the "track department" off the court. Whether it was in demeanor or appearance, it was exactly the same.

"Have you finally developed it..." Yushang Yu looked at Nioh off the court with shining eyes.

The hazy spiritual power around the opponent's body caused him to undergo earth-shaking changes.

"Timbu, this is your twin brother, right?" Shang Xian smiled and patted Trace Ministry's shoulder, jokingly.

"You see the clothes you wear are exactly the same."

"Huh...you guy."

Trace Department also recovered from the shock, and cast a blank glance at his shirt Yuu, his eyes with a strange color.

"How did he do it?" Trace Department pointed at the King Niu below, with no signs of anger on his face.

Although Shangshang Yu mentioned Niou Masaharu's half-claws to him before, he really didn't expect the other party to have this kind of ability.

If even he can imitate perfectly, then Tezuka? Sanada? Yukimura? Or even the shirt Yuu?

"Data combined with creativity, coupled with that kind of weird mental power change." The shirt thought about it for a while, and said a few points of his guess.

Of course, the situation here is definitely not as simple as Sung Yuu said. After all, Nioh will be able to perfectly imitate the power of another dimension next year.

Thinking of this, Tsung Yuu recalled the things he had exchanged with Iriezao. Mental power was originally the hardest way to walk, but if it gets through, then the achievement will definitely not be low.

"It's really interesting, this uncle can't wait to see if he can do that step." Trace Department said in a cold voice with a daunting tone.

Li Haida’s coach seat.

With a soft smile on his face, Yukimura looked at Nioh who surprised everyone. He chuckled softly: "Go on, on this stage, let everyone see your Nioh Masaharu's talent. "

Forbearance foot pressured the shock in his heart, after quickly playing the tennis ball.

boom!

Huadi missed again.

Originally, he had no idea of ​​winning or losing. Facing the "track" on the opposite side of the court, he had no idea of ​​returning the ball.

"Game, Sanada, Nioh Group, 1-1!"

"Sanada, good job, I didn't expect you to keep up with my uncle's rhythm."

Hearing this very narcissistic speech, Sanada's face turned dark, and he looked closely at Queen Ni, but he only saw a trace of his nostril.

Moreover, the "Tokubu" that Niwang turned out to give him the feeling that he could be seen through at any time was no different from the real Tachibu.

He pulled the brim of his hat without saying a word, but Sanada ignored it.

Without feeling embarrassed at all, the "Trace Department" stood on the line of serve, his face erected proudly.

Several of his fingers were placed in his eye sockets, and his eyes stared at the two men who hadn't slowed down: "Shinzu, Huadi, continue to bow down to my grandfather's magnificent skills!"

boom!

The body bent a bow strongly, and the tennis ball was heavily pressed down by the wrist of the "Trace".

Chi Chi Chi Chi...

A cloud of smoke and dust, accompanied by the tennis ball, slipped all the way.

...

"This is...Tang Huaise from the trace department is serving!!"

Xiang Ri stared at the performance of "Tobe" under the stadium.

Carefully glanced at his trace not far away. Had it not been for one standing here, he would have thought that the trace department had really come to an end.

"This is... Nioh's phantom."

"Phantom?"

Hearing the whispering of Jackie Yuu, the brilliance in the eyes of the trace department was even greater, "Huh, it's not bad, I already have 70% of the strength of this uncle."

On Li Haida's side, it was then that he understood what Yanuyubi said before.

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