Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

Time is fast.

Those two games a week ago have become memories.

The battle for stadium number three?

No, Yukimura and Tezuka set sail again and have successfully scored the No. 1 stadium where Yuu Yuu and Tokugawa are located.

By this time, no idiot would look down upon the two junior high school students Tezuka and Yukimura.

Just like the original shirts, the two used their own strength to win the awe of others.

Sports competitions.

As long as you are strong enough, no matter where you are, it will be a useful pass.

Not to mention that there is a tradition in the neon bones. They did not have much resistance to the matter of obeying the strong.

Early in the morning, on the No. 1 court.

Two figures are playing this practice game.

in a blink.

A beam of thunder flashed across the court.

Tatata!

On the opposite side, another upright figure ran quickly, walking very steadily.

Bang!

Tezuka patted with one hand and steadily intercepted the distant thunder of the shirt Yuu.

Then, his arm pressed hard.

Whizzing!

The tennis ball skimmed over the net, and the strong wind rippled the net.

"Tezuka, this feeling is good!"

With a smile on his face, Shang Xian Yu quickly caught up with the tennis ball flying towards his bottom line.

呲～

In a moment of footsteps, Tsung Yuu whispered: "Try this trick again!"

Bang!

With a stroke of his arm in the air, a light blue air mass contracted and enveloped the tennis ball.

Only for an instant!

boom!

The air wave rolled, and the tennis ball with a bright tail flame blasted down on the diagonal border of Tezuka at an astonishing speed.

"That's the trick."

There was a flash of light in Tezuka's eyes. During the Kanto contest before, Yuu Yu had used it on him once.

The twice-accelerated tennis is enough to make people with excellent dynamic vision have a layered shadow.

boom!

The cyan light on Tezuka's body was shining, and the whole person ran directly in the direction of the tennis ball.

"Does it seem to be getting more and more skilled?" Shang Yuu raised his brows lightly.

Tezuka has become more proficient at the limit of seamlessness.

even……

"If I remember correctly, gravity!"

The cyan air mass on his arm surged, Tezuka's eyes were cold, and the brown hair fluttered gently in front of his forehead.

boom!

The penetrating tennis ball was steadily blocked by him in the racket, even if the ground behind him was brought out by a cloud of smoke.

"Hoh!"

Wrists trembled slightly, and the muscles on Tezuka's arm bulged, and a green light flashing with the same brilliance flew back.

"The seamless imitation ability is really not comparable to ordinary people without me."

The thoughts in Jackie Yu's heart rolled over.

At the beginning, he still needed to keep exploring the Qi, and he was directly learned by Tezuka.

"Then do this again!"

The shirt was tested and tentatively deliberate, and the soles of the feet pressed hard against the ground.

Between breaths.

His body is like a thunder, and he shoots away at the tennis ball.

"One Type•Thunderbolt flashes!"

This is his kendo tennis from breathing method.

A golden light was printed in Tezuka's eyes, and then two lights were seen wiping across the court.

"coming!"

Tezuka's heart sank.

This is a terrifying move that he has not hit back head-on so far.

The only opportunity created at the beginning was to use the Tezuka Phantom to get the shirt Yuu's move out of bounds.

But this time is different...

The muscles in his legs collapsed, and Tezuka's eyes flashed across the twisted trajectory of the tennis ball.

tread!

The ground seemed to be wiped with a muffled sound, and the training suit on Tezuka's body was hunting and hunting, and his figure was a little astonishing quickly under the cyan brilliance.

"The ball is here!"

The racket twitched somewhere in the void, and the crisp sound of hitting suddenly spread throughout the court.

"This penetrating power..." Tezuka's face changed slightly.

When he actually received the ball, he realized that it was not only speed, but a powerful force tearing his racket.

Bang!

With a flick of his arm, the tennis ball was forced to fly back by him in the end.

"In this case, it's too slow."

A chuckle came into his ears.

Click!

The shirt stood in front of the net, and the racket in his hand was just a diagonal cut.

The tennis ball fell gently in front of Tezuka's net like a withered leaf.

"Well, let's stop here for today's practice."

The shirt you closed, and said slowly.

Tezuka nodded, and the cyan glow on his body gradually subsided.

"Your kind of tennis is very peculiar."

Tezuka went to tidy up his racket, and said next to Top Yuu.

A smile appeared in Shang Xian Yu's eyes: "Can you analyze or understand?"

Tezuka shook his head and nodded again.

"Able to analyze the spiritual conception and technical essentials, but a certain characteristic cannot be imitated."

Tezuka thought for a while, and gave an easier-to-understand example: "Just like the trick you broke out, my body and other aspects can't do it."

Whether it's the speed of movement, the power of the concentrated burst, or the timing of the shot, these are not simple imitations that can be done.

"Well, I see, thank you!"

Tezuka's words gave Yuu a little more thought.

"My tennis should be a fusion of mind, skill and body. Breathing method drives my physical fitness. I combine the spiritual dimension. I incorporate the artistic conception of breathing method sword moves into tennis. At the same time, my moves It also has a bonus brought by physical fitness.

The non-self is more imitating moves, such as simple gravity, rather than my special tennis style. "

Suddenly, Shang Xian Yu discovered that the power that seemed to be in a different dimension was also possessed of multiple qualities.

For example, the light hitting and destruction that require sweet spot technology and spiritual will, the black hole that requires physique, skill and spiritual will, and the different-dimensional virtual image that merges one's spiritual will with the tennis path...

A whim of the shirt made Tezuka imitate his tennis style, and it turned out to be really rewarding for him.

Sure enough, one person always has certain limitations when looking at something.

Brainstorming...

Three people, there must be my teacher...

There is some great wisdom hidden in the words of these ancients.

...

at the same time.

The locked gate of U17 base.

A new bus quietly ushered here today.

The last time they appeared here was three junior high school students from half a month ago. And this time...

Sitting in the bus were high school students with ugly faces.

Click...

The door opens.

Wugu, -kun Island, Tono, Yuezhi...

Strong figures with fluctuating breaths walked out of the car.

The army expedition overseas, the return is coming!

"call!"

"This familiar feeling is really wonderful!"

Da Qu Longci took a deep breath of the mountain air, with a touch of comfort on his face.

"Ahem, everyone, this time it seems that the coaching staff has issued a new notice, and the rules of the shuffle game have changed again."

Just when everyone's atmosphere was stiff,-Kundao Yudou stood up and clapped his hands.

Except for Wugu, those players with the highest sequence are not there now, it is a good time for him to expand his influence.

His words really caught everyone's attention.

-Kundao Yudou smiled softly in his heart.

"This time the coaching staff has given notice in advance. In order to improve the vitality of the base, this time it is changed to challenge mode.

Let us go to the top three courts to pick our opponents! "

After a pause, a light smile appeared in his eyes: "Of course, I prefer to call it hunting mode!"

Hearing that, Tono Atsushi's eyes lit up, and he licked his mouth lightly and said, "Hunting? I like it!"

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