Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

"It feels so nervous." Kirara looked around, and soon turned his eyes on the two people on the court.

It was the first time that he saw their Minister Yukimura being so serious, and his coat was taken off from the beginning.

"This is a kind of respect for the strength of the other minister."

Liu said softly, as if he could see through the thoughts in Qi Yuan's heart.

The strength of the trace department, their Li Hai has already been obvious to all.

...

After sweeping away the traces, he found that Yukimura was squatting halfway, and there was no jacket behind him that he usually entrained when playing basketball.

"Humph..."

The corner of the mouth of the trace department conjured up a smile, and quickly threw the ball upwards.

Bend his knees and bend down, the muscles of the whole body are tight, and the whole person is in a perfect state of ready to go.

Tang Huaise serves, has been honed to perfection by him.

"Go!"

Bang!

The tennis shot formed a perfect curve in Yukimura's eyes. After flying over the net, it quickly fell under the effect of backspin.

"Your technology is getting more and more mature."

With a little appreciation in his eyes, Yukimura walked forward quickly.

Snapped!

The moment the tennis ball bounced one centimeter away, he gently picked it up and flew over.

"Baby tennis!?"

Shinto Ryo and the others narrowed their eyes, facing Tang Huaise's serve at the mark, Yukimura once again gave everyone a completely different answer.

The pale yellow tennis ball lightly wiped the net, and the original little kinetic energy was quickly consumed, changing the trajectory and falling towards the net.

"not that simple."

Onbei was not scared by Yukimura. His body, which was already online, was three points faster.

A gray whirlwind rolled up, and his figure had come to the front of the tennis ball.

boom!

Raising his arm lightly, pulling the racket back, Akobe glanced at Yukimura's backcourt, and quickly made a decision in his heart.

The tennis roared out, aiming at the space left behind Yukimura.

In addition to the difficulty of receiving the serve, Tang Huaise has one of the biggest effects, which is to mobilize the position of the receiver to create an advantage for himself.

The opportunity for masters to fight against each other is fleeting. Compared with the American external spin serve, Tang Huaise's ability to mobilize is even better.

However, Yukimura didn't panic on his face, and said with a relaxed smile: "You are too anxious."

Step on!

The footsteps straddled like a teleport, and Yukimura quickly adjusted his position.

The arms waved, just a simple volley.

Bang!

A white light that looked like a sharp arrow, instantly pierced through the half of the trail, pressed above the boundary of his bottom line.

"0-15!"

Accurate and fast!

Yukimura's countermeasures were done in one go, and Tracebe's Internet volleys were not a way of being mobilized by him.

"Simple and efficient psychological tactics laid the groundwork for the first wiping tennis ball." The shirt squinted his eyes and exclaimed in admiration.

With the improvement of strength, he has rarely used such tactics for his peers, but it does not mean that there is no merit in it.

For competitions like Yukimura and Tezuka, he can still absorb some of their ideas and strategies.

Life-long learning.

No matter where you put this sentence, there is nothing wrong with it.

On the field.

Trace Department glanced at the space behind him, and raised his brows lightly: "Nice job."

Yukimura used his powerful ability to grasp details and superb basic strength to teach him a good lesson.

call!

"This feeling is back again."

Tracebe felt the heavy pressure in his heart and tapped the tennis ball in his hand twice.

Rhythm, fast break!

Thinking of the response I made at the beginning, I turned my mind and served the ball again.

boom!

"15-15"

...

boom!

"40-30!"

...

The two of them had already fought back and forth at high speed.

"Chance!"

The cold light in Tracebe's eyes flickered, and the sideline ball that Yukimura hit back was dropped by him ahead of time.

"Freeze."

The cold words came to his ears, and Yukimura suddenly felt that his body was frozen in place.

"Is this the Kingdom of the Recruitment Department."

A faint purple light flashed in Yukimura's eyes, and he felt it carefully, as if his body was stuck.

Bang!

Then, a beam of golden light exploded not far from his feet.

"Game, Keigo Atobe, 1-0!"

"It's great, the minister has guaranteed it."

There was a hint of joy on Feng Chang Taro's face, and the confrontation on the court in this round was quite dangerous.

However--

Shangshan Yuu and Shinzu did not have any lightness on their faces.

Although Onobe seized the opportunity by showing his cards, Yukimura on the opposite side still failed to make a move.

"Although the fast attack can effectively contain the offensive of eliminating the five senses, but..."

The meaning in the words of Shang Xian Yu is self-evident.

Everyone in the Ice Emperor was silent.

At that time, the ability that Yukimura showed during the training camp, and whether the dream has been developed, these are all unknown.

After the change, the second round will begin immediately!

This time it was Yukimura's turn to serve, and it was also the time when Akobe needed the most attention.

The right to serve means the initiative for the whole game.

boom!

The tennis ball flashed at high speed and flew straight along the midfield line towards the foot of the track department.

With a chuckle on Yukimura's face, this shot was the beginning.

"Do you want to strengthen the process of eliminating the five senses or..." Trace's face changed slightly.

Uncharacteristically, Yukimura didn't make a superb control serve, which made his heart more vigilant.

"However, I just need to continue to follow my tactics."

Decided not to evade, what Tracebe insisted on was to implement his own tactics.

He is confident that he is in the middle school world, and in addition to the shirt in his kingdom, no one can break free from it.

boom!

His complexion is firm, and the tennis ball has been steadily intercepted by him during the swing of the racket.

However, the moment the tennis started, his face changed slightly.

"This pain?"

With a frown, Trace Department pressed the discomfort from his arm and slammed the ball back.

"0-15!"

Feeling the sense of bondage from his body, Yukimura lowered his eyes and smiled softly: "Isn't it the critical point?"

Da Da... Da Da...

The purple in his eyes flickered, and after a few breaths, Yukimura played the tennis again.

Bang!

A beam of white light pierced the court instantly.

The aim is still the foot of the track, but compared to the last one, the tennis ball is faster this time and the light on it is brighter.

There is not much time to think.

Trace Department hummed softly and withdrew a small step, and the racket in his hand directly hit the tennis ball.

boom!

Tennis doesn't have any special spins, and this time, the moment the trace was started, a trace of pain flashed across his face.

His arms trembled uncontrollably.

Bang!

After a quick return, the tennis ball flew back.

And this time.

Blocking the path of the tennis ball is a dark yellow figure.

The short purple-blue hair swayed gently under the breeze, and the purple meaning in Yukimura's deep eyes was even more pronounced.

"I won this ball!"

Bang!

With a wave of Yukimura's racket, he directly and simply struck a sharp slam, pressing the tennis ball on the boundary line near the corner.

"15-15!"

...

"Is this a mistake?"

There was a trace of doubt on Ninzu's face, and the level of the counterattack just now was too different from the level of Trace Department.

"No!" The shirt shook his head slowly, his eyes staring sharply at the arm of the trace, "it was the opposite, which interfered with trace of the counterattack."

"Interference fights back?" Xiang Ri asked in surprise from the side: "It's rare to have the five senses?"

"It's not the same, the muscles of the arm are out of control just now."

I don't know when, Ajujin had already got up and stood, and came to the front guardrail.

"The moves of mental power are always waves, oranges and clouds." The shirt squinted his eyes and thought for a moment: "This is another move that is completely different from the elimination of the five senses."

There is no bedding, and there is no see-saw.

Yukimura's yips play has not had time to start at all.

"Here, this is the kind of situation I faced at the beginning."

On the other side of the stand, Tezuka's eyes were solemn, and he looked deeply at the tall figure on the court.

Thoughts drifted away, and Tezuka remembered the game during the training camp again.

Completely uncontrolled limbs, painful muscles all over the body.

It seems that what he experienced at the time was a more all-round oppression than the trace department now.

Even now, Tezuka didn't have full confidence in his heart to resist this desperate feeling.

This has nothing to do with strength, but pure will.

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