Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

"At the beginning of the game, Tezuka Kunomitsu served the ball and the game ended."

On the high chair, the U17 referee announced.

Slap, slap...

Tezuka gently pressed the tennis ball in his hand, while Yu Guang was also looking around Tanjima Shuji.

"this person……"

The weird scene appeared again.

In Tezuka's perception, Shuji Tanajima just stood in place casually, his muscles slack, and he didn't look like a master at all.

"Many flaws..." Tezuka's brain turned calmly, and his vigilance increased by three points again, "but it may also be that I didn't see him through at all."

boom!

Under the gaze of the audience on the sidelines.

Tezuka played the tennis hard, and made it accurately press Tanjima Shuji's backhand sideline.

Hissing trembling.

Highlight the strong spin carried on the tennis ball.

"Nice technology."

Tanjima Shuji's eyes lit up.

This kind of superb spinner will inevitably change the course after landing, plus Tezuka's left-handed advantage...

Tanjima Shuji showed a slight smile: "It's amazing to conduct this kind of temptation as soon as you come up."

Talking.

However, his footsteps were not slow at all, and he gave up a position directly to his left hand.

It seemed to confirm his words.

After landing, the tennis ball twisted on the ground for a moment.

Snapped!

Immediately after that, the ball shadow hurriedly ejected toward the sidelines.

"Good luck!"

Bang!

Planting an island smiled complacently.

In the next instant, a white mark violently slashed through the air, hitting the tennis ball that wanted to escape at an extremely fast speed.

"Um……"

Tezuka narrowed his eyes lightly. "This person is really not easy."

Although the serve is only a test, few people can make such an accurate judgment in such a short time with the speed of the ball just now.

but……

Tezuka stood calmly on the spot, his left foot pressed against the ground, drawing a small arc.

Sizzle~

The body was like the center of a Uzumaki, and a tumbling wave of air rose from Tezuka's whole body. Around his body, there seemed to be a full circle of light.

Under everyone's awe-inspiring gaze.

The tennis ball that Shuji Tanjima hit just now made a twisted trajectory in mid-air and flew straight back to Tezuka's side.

The right hand holds the racket empty.

Tezuka has already made preparations for this ball.

Bang!

The tennis ball flew out at high speed.

Accurately pressed at the boundary line of Tanjima's right half.

"15-0!"

"He...reappeared again, this difficult trick of a middle school student!"

"I heard it was called Tezuka Domain."

On the side of the stadium, those students who had seen the Tezuka field were discussing in a low voice.

In the tone, there is both awe and envy.

"Is this his field?"

Among the crowd of onlookers, a handsome man whispered: "I don't know which one is stronger compared to my right-hand field."

Looking at the hand mound with long narrow eyes, he was actually looking forward to playing against this junior high school student.

...

"It turns out that it was the domain that was manipulated..."

Tanjima Shuji raised his eyebrows and nodded in praise when he looked at Tezuka's slightly immature face, "very powerful spinning skills."

Being able to hide this kind of rotation in the back of the tennis ball, even he was deceived for the first time just now.

This young man was enough for him to look high.

Look at each other.

Tezuka's brows frowned, and there was no scoring joy on his face.

The other party's expression at this time was too relaxed. This feeling...It's like commenting on his tennis at random.

Bang!

With a more calm expression on his face, Tezuka launched a fierce offensive again.

This time the tennis ball was directly pressed down in the air and rose from the ground at a sharp angle after landing.

"Relying on the change of the wrist again?"

Tanjima Shuji had a chuckle on his face.

Tatata!

Lowering the center of gravity of his body, he hurried towards the tennis ball.

Snapped!

With a leap on his toes, Tanjima's body was raised, and the white hair on his forehead also fluttered.

Bang!

The tennis was intercepted by him!

But immediately.

The sound of hissing airflow reappeared in everyone's ears.

The tennis ball, which had clearly been pressed in the bottom corner, once again circled a huge arc and flew to Tezuka's left hand side.

Bang!

Lift and pump.

The tennis ball flew straight to the corner where Shuji Tanajima showed space.

Tezuka's eyes flickered under his glasses, and his tactics were very simple.

Bow left and right.

In other words, the tug of war is mobilized through the capabilities of the Tezuka domain.

This is the best way to deal with these high school students before I don’t know the details of Shuji Tanjima.

He actually found that starting from the fifth field, most of the high school students' physical strength is stronger than him.

And Tezuka Domain undoubtedly solved his dilemma.

"What a cunning kid, but I don't make the same mistake twice."

Tanjima Shuji's footsteps are astonishing, and his lazy Kansai accent has also spread to Tezuka's ears.

The next moment!

Bang!

A golden afterimage blasted straight down on the bottom corner to the left of Tezuka.

"Yeah..." Tezuka's breathing was stagnant, and his face looked surprised at the tennis ball that had fallen from the iron net, "How could...?"

The ball just now didn't play a role in Tezuka's domain.

In other words, his Tezuka domain--

Only one face was broken!

"Hehe... is coming."

On the side of the court, the light in Jack Yuu's eyes flickered.

He saw the ball just now, and Shuji Tanajima only shook his wrist twice at the moment of catching the ball, and he resolved the special spin that Tezuka had attached to it.

"Next, what will you do?"

Sweater Yu turned his eyes and looked at Tezuka whose shocked expression still hadn't faded, and smiled slightly in his heart.

When Tezuka's tricks depended on it turned out to be some kind of uncertainty, he might also fall into self-doubt.

Obviously it is a skill that has been honed thousands of times, but now it has put himself in jail.

"call!"

Tezuka suppressed the incomprehension and doubt in his heart, he still didn't believe anyone could break his realm in two rounds.

This situation is beyond ordinary people's understanding.

Bang!

With stern eyes, Tezuka shook his arms and took his third goal again.

Next, is the time for verification.

boom!

boom!

After just two goals.

Snapped!

Another beam of golden light refracted not far from his side.

And he, still a little awkwardly posing in place.

It's not an illusion or luck.

Tezuka moved his eyes, all his attention was focused on the chuckling figure on the opposite side.

"How about it, do you want to keep trying?"

Tanjima Shuji tapped his toes and stood upright, with a playful smile on his dark face.

Tezuka didn't respond to him, but calmly lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Senior Tanshima, go ahead."

After speaking, he took out a tennis ball and went straight back to his backcourt.

"Haha...interesting!"

An expression of interest appeared in Shuji Tanajima's eyes.

Bang!

With a crisp sound, the game continued.

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