Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

"Ice Emperor! Ice Emperor!"

"Champion! Champion!"

...

"Trace Department, shirt, come and take it!"

Xiang Riyueren and Shido Ryo carefully handed over a banner, and their eyes were full of expectation.

call……

Trace Department took a breath, then turned his head to look at the shirt Yuu beside him, and said loudly: "Come on, shirt."

"Um."

You're also welcome, with a smile on the shirt, he followed the trail department and took the pole of this flag.

Huh!

The two of them waved their arms vigorously.

In an instant, this huge red winning flag fluttered, and the four golden characters of the Bingdi Academy were impressively printed on the soft red fabric.

"Oh oh oh!"

A huge sound came from all around the stadium again.

"This feeling is really good."

Shinzu smiled and looked at the two people in the front, pretending to calmly push his glasses.

At this time, Jirou Akutagawa did not have his usual pajamas, and he looked at the winning flag flying high with excitement.

"how?"

Shang Xian You glanced sideways, and asked with a chuckle.

Trace Department was taken aback for a moment, and the next moment there was an elegant and confident smile on his face: "This feeling is not bad, it fits the identity of the uncle."

"Since it's so cool, next year..."

"Continuous championship!"

Traces' eyes suddenly brightened, and his shirt-yau's words undoubtedly inspired a higher pursuit deep in his heart. He waved his hand and said, "We will continue to stand here next year!"

The sound of the trace is not loud, but the strength is enough to make everyone around the Ice Emperor hear clearly.

"Most definitely!"

Feng Chang Taro and Hiyoshi's eyes lighted up, and the sonorous words of Obe directly touched their hearts.

"Continuous championships! Successive championships!"

I don't know when, this slogan has spread out from the middle of the stadium.

...

"let's go."

Yukimura's voice was a little low, and after the ice emperor raised the final victory banner, it also meant that the national competition was completely over.

A hint of clear summer wind touched him, but it could not dispel the bitterness of the people in Lihai.

Only those who have reached the apex know the pain of falling from the apex.

Unfortunately, this year they Lihai became a stepping stone for the Ice Emperor to ascend the throne.

"Not reconciled? Do you want to come to our European tennis court to try."

Just as the people in Lihai walked to the exit of the passage, a voice with an exotic accent rang in their ears.

"You are?"

Yukimura and the others paused, looking at the middle man who was leaning against the entrance wall of the passage with a puzzled expression.

The middle-aged man wears a pair of sunglasses. He is tall and has a pale yellow beard around his chin.

Seeing the attention of Lihai people, he put down his arms around his chest, straightened his body, took off his sunglasses with one hand, and said enthusiastically: "My name is Severino Mason, I am from Spain U14 Help the coach."

"Spain's U14?!"

Yukimura and others shrank their eyes, and their bodies subconsciously entered a defensive posture, "Then, is this Mr. Mason also here for the extradition invitation?"

Yukimura's tone was a little cold. The incident in Britain left a very bad impression on them.

Mason forced a smile at the corner of his mouth, constricted some unnecessary small arm movements, and said softly: "Yes, although you unfortunately lost to the opposite team, believe me, some of you have enough talent in Europe. There is a lot of world out there."

At the end, he added: "We Spain is the fourth-ranked country in the world in tennis. I hope you will consider this opportunity."

With that, Mason took out two invitation letters from his arms and handed them to Yukimura and Nioh respectively.

Taking Mason's eyes carefully, Yukimura didn't want to offend him directly here, hesitated for a moment, and smiled and accepted the hot stamped letter.

"Thank you, we will consider it."

Nioh is the same, but his eyes are more of curiosity and doubt.

He didn't expect him to be the second one in the team.

The most obvious reaction is that Jackal and Kirara turned their heads to look at him from time to time, with envy written all over their faces.

Even Hiroshi Yanagyu, who followed them away, frequently cast his sights on the side.

Spain is the 4th in the world!

This is an opportunity that can make many tennis players go crazy.

Now they are not novices. With the contact of U14 and U17, they have some understanding of these concepts.

Spain's tennis prowess is obviously one of the best in the world.

And not so rude and shameless than England, this Spanish U14 assistant coach is obviously more polite.

...

Seeing the Lihai people who were gradually walking away from the aisle, Mason rubbed his brows, and then cursed in an annoyed manner: "It's all the British stupid pigs."

Now their situation in Spain is not optimistic, which is why he feels so annoyed.

Originally, Medanore, as the leader of the younger generation, can be said to be the younger generation who faintly dominates the European tennis scene.

Even Swiss Amadeus and Polk of the King's German team have been stabilized by Medanore in Europe.

Not surprisingly, in next year's World Championship, Spain will be able to attack the top three.They even had a glimpse of the throne that had been occupied by Germany for nine years.

However, damn it!

Medanore, Spain's proud genius, and the leader of European tennis in the future, unexpectedly had a car accident two months ago!

Although he didn't die, he definitely couldn't escape from a major operation. All this was a bolt from the blue for them in Spain.

More than a year is enough time for players of the same level to widen the gap, not to mention the state of Medanore after surgery, no one can guarantee.

This is also the reason why they have gradually become concerned about outstanding players from other countries recently.

Moreover, their big 4 countries have probably passed the World Nets Association and learned some news about next year's World Championships, and the change has come.

"pity……"

Thinking of the difficulties, Mason sighed.

For the two neon players he is optimistic about, he can't guarantee that the opponent will be attracted by his conditions.

Everyone knows that the development of the Neon team has been quite strong in the past two years.

...

Half a day.

The news of Ice Emperor's final victory was like a whirlwind, spreading throughout the entire middle school circle of Neon.

After several years, another brand-new school stood at the top of the country.

The formal selections of the team such as Shangshanyu, Mibu, Ninzu, Ajiujin, etc. were repeatedly mentioned and discussed by the teams of various schools.

After all, they will be challengers to start again next year.

That night.

Coach Sakura waved his hand and directly booked a luxurious five-star hotel.

There are more than two hundred players in the Ice Emperor Tennis Club, all can enjoy this carnival together.

Eat, drink and have fun.

In the end, I don't know who suggested that they boldly drank sake after coach Sakaki left first.

To this.

The ruins did not stop him. When he was in England, he often enjoyed wine in his garden castle.

He is relatively open to the ban on minors not to drink.

After the Minister of Trace Department took the lead, this situation was even more out of control.

Red wine, beer, sake...

Each with their own preferences, began to drink wildly. And the goal is naturally the right choice for them to lead the team to win the championship.

"Come, Ajujin, have a drink with me!"

"Come on, Ajutsu, and me!"

...

"Your one today was really cool!"

Unexpectedly, Ajutsu's popularity is exceptionally high.

Especially those senior third-year students who are about to graduate, they will enter high school once the winter school year is over.

Being able to win the national championship at the last moment of this middle school, although not personally playing, but this memory is estimated to never fade.

In the face of the menacing crowd, Akutsu still had a stern face at first, trying to use his cold aura to drive these annoying guys away.

But soon, he discovered that these guys who were usually afraid of him became more enthusiastic.

Obviously there is a third grader who was scared by his eyes to help pick up the ball, but today he boldly embraced his neck and asked him to drink.

Looking at the figure half-hanging on him, Ajutsu held back his anger, and then drank it.

"good!"

Then came more noisy cheers.

...

"These guys are really inelegant."

Trace Department walked to the balcony of the side hall a little embarrassedly, and reached the side of Shang Shan Yu.

"You guy, why did you come here alone."

He glanced at the black tea in his shirt, his eyes lit up, and a ridiculous smile on his face: "So you can't drink alcohol!"

The drunk guy in front of Bai Bai said with a big smile: "Why are you out? It seems that you are having fun inside."

The trace is different from the previous elegance, he pulled the shirt collar around his neck casually, and smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth: "That guy Ajutsu usually looks fierce, but is it unexpectedly easy to get along with?"

"It looks like he's going to be unlucky today." Jackie Yu shrugged with a smile.

After listening to the noisy sound next to him for a while, he found that eight out of ten were calling Ajutsu's name.

"I want to graduate, of course I am not afraid of him, besides, he always makes some trouble in school."

Trace Department shook his head and squinted.

Shang Shan Yu was a little confused: "Fight?"

"No, there is a girl from the athletics club who has been pursuing Ajutsu with great vigor in the school. This incident has caused the student union several times."

Ruobe smiled a little gleefully.

But then he got a little tasteful and smashed his mouth: "Unexpectedly, he was unexpectedly popular."

"Is that so good..."

The shirt raised his head and looked at the sky from a long distance. At this time, a silver moon was exceptionally bright.

He pondered for a while.

Shang Xian You smiled and said: "Shibu, after the national competition, I am afraid I will be away for a while."

But this time, he didn't wait for Trace Department's response, and the other party had fallen asleep on the balcony table.

"Sorry."

Soon, a decent middle-aged man walked out from behind the door.

He was wearing a butler-style suit, with his silver hair combed, and his whole body was well organized.

"I am Michael, the steward of Young Master Rubu, please allow me to take Young Master away first."

With a gentle bow, the smile on Michael's face was quite gentle.

"It should be." Shang Shan You nodded with a smile, "Remember to give him some hangover soup."

"Don't worry, it's my responsibility to take good care of the young master of the Department of Traces."

With a polite response, Michael left here gently holding the track department.

...

A week passed in a flash.

Early morning on weekends.

Bingdi Academy Tennis Club.

The gathered Bingdi was picking a face of doubt. Yesterday, they received another assembly notice from Coach Sakura.

"Is there any accommodation training?"

Xiangri whispered a little, and his big eyes rolled steadily.

"It might also be an exchange match." Shioto played with a racket and said without caring: "After all, we won the championship. There should be many schools that want to invite us to play the exchange match."

Since Bingdi won the championship, it has not only been applications for visits to the school, but also countless applications for exchange competitions received by the track department.

Many schools want to learn or communicate with Bingdi about the management model of the tennis club.

"By the way, why the guy in the shirt hasn't come yet."

Several people chatted, only to find that there was always one less person in the team.

"I don't know, it seems that I took time off from my shirt three days ago." Xiang Rikan looked over and shook his head lightly.

"Don't wait, the shirt has gone to the U17 training camp."

For some time, Coach Sakura had already walked slowly to the front of the team.

Everyone was silent.

They are no longer unfamiliar with the name U17, and they know what it means.

After waiting for a while, Coach Sakura glanced at the crowd and continued: "This gathering is an important notice from the top."

"Are we going to U17 too?" Xiang Riyue's eyes lit up.

"Shut up, Xiangri." Trace Department frowned and scolded lightly.

"Oh……"

He shrank his neck to the day.

He only realized that it was rather rude to interrupt the coach in this way. Taking a careful look at Coach Sakura, he quickly closed his mouth tightly.

"It's not the U17 call. This time it is about the training call for the West Blue Shore Exchange Tournament in the United States. The call is for teams that have performed well in the Kanto Tournament."

Coach Sakura paused and continued to say in a deep voice: "And this time, an eight-person team will be selected from the recruited players to participate in the final exchange match."

"So, this time you may be rivals."

In the last sentence, Coach Sakura's tone has improved a lot.

Obviously, it is impossible for all the Ice Emperors to be selected, and Guang Li Haida can put them under pressure.

"The first and second team members will go to the school gate to gather with me."

"Yes!"

Before everyone came out of the shock, they followed the coach and walked towards the school gate.

...

Bingdi’s bus.

Mr. Xiang Riyue twisted his butt, glanced at the figure who was closing his eyes and rested, broke the silence and asked: "Ajujin, who do you think will participate this time?"

Since the last celebration, Ajiuzin's temper seems to have deteriorated a lot, but I don't know why, but everyone's attitude toward him is no longer the same as before.

Sitting with Akutsu, Mukai couldn't help but want to communicate more.

However, Akutsu ignored these curious eyes, turned his head, looked out the window, "I don't know, don't bother me!"

He was especially concerned about the second departure of Shang Shan Yu.

His goal is not just confined to a national champion in Neon. The broadening of his vision allowed him to see a broader world.

However, the words that Trace Department said to him two days ago evoked a glimmer of expectation in his heart.

In that place, they will also go for a break in the near future.

On the side, Xiang Riyueren didn't get angry after eating a closed door, and then smiled and talked with Shinzu who was opposite the seat.

West Blue Shore Exchange Race!

This kind of cross-country exchange event is one of the few opportunities to compete with foreign experts.

Since the last time he competed with a foreign seeded player like Nagoya Xingde, he has been looking forward to this kind of cross-country exchange game even more in his heart.

Every time, it can be said to have benefited a lot.

...

After half an hour.

Bingdi's bus stopped at a sports training center.

Everyone followed the coach Sakura into the stadium and found that the personnel from Yamabuki, Hexagon, Qingxue, and Lihai University were all present.

In addition, the elders, Ryugasaki, and Huacun Aoi of Chengcheng Shonan all appeared in the center of the venue together.

Coach Ryugasaki is at the head of the youth team, and it can be clearly seen that there is no Tezuka Kunomitsu behind her.

Next to her is Mitsubishi Banta, who has a wealth of coaching experience and tactical system.

And Huacun Kui, the woman, has been beside Lihai's team all the time. From the pair of show hands she kept making gestures, we could see that she was explaining something to the latter.

Until the arrival of Bingdi.

The team that won the national championship not long ago attracted everyone's attention in an instant.

Even Huacun Aoi, who has been entangled with the people of Lihai, put the sight of his longing on Ajujin behind Coach Sakura.

"Everyone, Bingdi, welcome."

The old companion squinted, stepped forward and set an example, and said hello with a smile."Hello, old companion."

Coach Sakura nodded politely.

Accompanied by the elderly can be said to be the oldest among them, and also a good coach who has paid attention to the training of the younger generation of players for more than ten years.

With the elderly as the middleman, the teams quickly opened up the topic of each other and communicated briefly.

These teams of them are basically old opponents, and many of them have more or less impressions on their faces.

"Ice Emperor's ruins, Ninzu, Akutsu..."

"Sengoku of Yamabuki, potato hero..."

"Hexagonal Tengen, Kuroba, Saeki..."

"The best of youth, golden combination, dry..."

Liu Lian's eyes scanned a circle and identified the players from each school who came to the training camp.

"Are Yuu Yuu and Kunimitsu Tezuka not here as well..."

Rubbing his chin with one hand, he remembered the last instructions and explanation given to them when Yukimura left three days ago.

"Is it U17?"

"There is only that place."

Glancing at the cunning fox beside him, Liu Lian'er said softly.

"Tsk tusk, it seems that the three of them have already come in front of us."

Niwang smacked his lips, squinted and smiled.

Hearing this, Sanada looked deep and said in a deep voice, "So we have to take this opportunity seriously, otherwise we can only look at their backs."

"Don't worry, Vice Minister Sanada, we will definitely win the quota this time!"

Kirara was so high that he seemed to have come out of his defeat in the national competition.

His words directly attracted the eyes of the Ice Emperor.

"Haha..." Trace Department strode over, with a chuckle at the corner of his mouth: "The little curly hair over there, what are you talking about?"

When he walked in front of the public at Lihai, I glanced at the flushed Kirihara with a playful glance.

It seems that his ridicule just now made the other person very angry.

"you you……"

Keihara pointed at the mark with an angry look. He hated what others said about his hair the most. However, when the words came to his lips, he found that he was a little poor in words.

As a result, his face flushed even more.

"Just won the championship, do you want such a big pomp?"

Sanada was also unceremonious as he stood sideways in front of Kiribara, looking straight into Obe's eyes.

Ruobu smiled coldly: "That's natural. Before you say something big, don't forget that my uncle is still in front of you."

"Wow, are you going to fight!"

Qianshi's eyes gleamed, and the whole person suddenly became energetic.

Behind him, Dongfang Yami held his forehead and pulled his clothes, beckoning him not to be too ostentatious.

"Their presence is so strong, it's really eye-catching." Hexagon's Tiangenguang was full of envy.

"Is this the fate between Lihai Yamato Ice Emperor!" Qingxue's side, Taocheng looked passionate. He seems to have seen this kind of bridge in the book.

A group of people who are not too big to watch the excitement are waiting to see another round of confrontation between Bingdi and Lihaida after the national competition.

...

"Coach, is it okay to let these children make trouble like this?" Huacun Kui glanced at the quiet man beside him, and smiled softly.

But that was the case, her eyes had a hint of blackness. Obviously she also wanted to see if something happened on both sides.

"More vitality is not bad." Coach Sakura just raised his eyes lightly and said calmly.

People like Akobe and Sanada would compete with each other, but they wouldn't be stupid enough to make a joke in front of so many people.

Whether it is Bingdi or Li Haida, both are the masters of kings who have won the championship.

finally.

The two only had a round of confrontation in terms of language and momentum.

But this episode also invisibly stirred up the atmosphere of the training camp that had not yet started.

In the discussion of several coaches.

The teams from the five schools were quickly broken up, and were divided evenly among four coaches according to their numbers.

After that, they will conduct a one-week closed training camp. In the end, based on the performance during the training period, eight players were selected to represent the Neon against the West Blue shore team of the United States.

Moreover, coach Sakaki served as the head coach for this training camp.

...

On the other side, the United States is on the other side of the ocean.

Reinhardt looked at the information faxed back from the neon, with a smile in his handsome eyes.

Neon U17, there are so many songs in the river!

More than a month ago, this guy who dragged him left a deep impression on him.

Obviously, he is just a little-known player of Neon U17, but he has such a magical ability. Therefore, after that, he pays more attention to Neon.

Ding Ding Ding~

A ringing of the phone drew his thoughts back.

"Hey, is it going well?"

"No problem, Ralph. I'm ready here, when will we leave."

"In three days, I think they will be surprised."

"Okay, that's it, I will let you know."

Hanging up Hopkins' call, Reinhardt got up and went to the tall French window.

Looking into the distance through the glass.

His eyes seemed to have seen the brilliance under the neon night lights.

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