Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

"Hmm...Does it seem to be done?"

With his head held high,-Kun Dao Yu Dou also noticed what was happening in the woods not far away.

Before that, shirt You can successfully find the locations of Wugu and Tono, which is naturally his credit.

As for the reason for this, he naturally wanted to save Tono Atsushi's career.

The injury on the opponent's knee can no longer be dragged down.

As a partner in the previous expedition, he persuaded him once. However, Tono Atsushi also has his own will.

Therefore, he adopted his own methods.

"But..."-Kundao Yudou's eyes were dignified, and Xinyou was still surprised when he saw the smoke rising slowly: "This movement is a bit too exaggerated."

......

In the woods, at the simple court.

Wugu stood still in place with a little trembling.

On the side of his feet, there was a deep pit in the mud.

The powerful impact has overturned a lot of clods, and around the potholes, large cracks spreading outward can be seen.

The tennis ball that caused all this has torn a big hole in the bushes behind him, and there is no trace at all.

"You actually...do this trick?!"

Wugu swallowed lightly, looking at the figure opposite with a very complicated expression.

There is nothing wrong with the mental oppression that seemed to be walking through a ghost door just now.

This is the light hitting that Byodoin realized when he faced off against Oni Jujiro.

"Are you surprised?" The shirt raised his eyebrows and smiled calmly: "If the strength is enough, it will naturally be."

His sweet spot skills made a qualitative breakthrough before the final of the national competition. He gained a lot from the initial call-up and training.

Oni Jujiro and Irie Kanata gave him a lot of advice on the skill master.

This is why he can easily face Tono Atsushi, who has already entered the room with the skill type.

"Then, Senior Wugu, will the next game continue?"

Shang Xian You glanced at the big hole at his feet, with a chuckle on his face.

Hearing this, the corner of Wugu's mouth twitched, and the expression on his face became silent.

The meaning of the shirt is self-evident.

The ball did not greet him just now, this is the final warning.

If the match between the two continues, then he must be mentally prepared to withstand the bare shot.

call!

Wugu took a deep breath.

Then, he took off the black wristband that he had been accustomed to.

Click.

The wristband was thrown off the court, and after falling to the ground, there was a heavy muffled noise.

"continue"

When Wugu looked at Shangshangyou again, there was no trace of shrinking in his eyes.

Whether it is the dignity of No.4 in U17 training camp, or his own tennis path, he is not allowed to retreat like this.

"Mist Valley!"

On the side of the court, Tono, who was leaning against a small tree, looked surprised.

Seeing the stubborn expression on Wugu's face, his heart was very anxious.

That was not the other thing just now, but every time the boss said it, he faintly hit the ball with a little dread!

And just this ball.

His gaze shifted subconsciously to Tsong Yuu's body again, his eyes full of horror and fear.

When I was playing against him just now, if Yuu Yu was really cruel, I would give him a goal. Then he might not get out of bed for ten days and eight months.

No, it can be even more cruel.

As long as this ball of light hits his knee, he may be able to say goodbye to tennis for the rest of his life.

pity......

His words can't stop the misty valley that has made up his mind.

The road of tennis is to retreat if you don't advance.

Especially facing a challenge from their descendants.

"Come on, it's your serve." Wu Gu said seriously towards the shirt Yuu.

His body is low, the whole leg muscles are tight, and his body is ready to catch the ball at any time.

"good!"

The shirt answered with a smile, and there was a hint of approval in his eyes.

Although Wu Gu became the background board of Echizen Ryuga in the memory, the opponent's strength was not bad.

Especially his strong error correction ability is simply the nemesis of some players.

And today, Shang Shan Yu also saw the resilience in the other's character.

These figures may have just flashed in his memory, but they all have their own pride and persistence.

"Then Senior Wugu, I'm going to go!"

With a solemn expression on his face, Yu Yu raised his hand and threw the ball over his head.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound.

The tennis ball slammed on the hair extension line of Wugu's backhand like an arrow from the string.

"So fast!"

Wugu's heart shuddered. If he hadn't been prepared from the beginning, I'm afraid this ball...

There is no time to think more.

Tatata!

With a few steps under his feet, his body has flashed above the tennis ball.

Lifting the racket, his wrist twisted.

After Wugu released his wrist, his swing speed was terrifying!

Bang!

A turbulent air wave drove the smoke and dust on the ground, and the tennis ball flew back directly.

"Not only the speed has increased, but the power has also been directly increased by several percent."

A trace of condensed color flashed in the eyes of Tsong Yuu.

After gradually adapting to the opponent's eyesight and foot strength, he no longer feared his speed.

Moreover, this ability to continuously correct errors on the court is the most troublesome place.

Speaking of it, Foggu’s ability is a bit similar to the American captain Ralph Reinhardt.

It's just that Wugu can't be the same as the opponent, turning his shortcoming into his best course.

But even so, this ability is strong enough to support him to become a strong player in U17 and even the first army.

Imagine if you are facing an opponent who can constantly improve yourself...

Then it will only get harder and harder!

While his thoughts were rolling, his shirt quickly chased him in front of the tennis ball.

Breathing slightly.

next moment.

A powerful explosive force was transmitted from his arm.

"Wu Zhixing-Hot Thunder!"

A huge thunder light blasted down from mid-air.

"What an amazing move!"

Wugu narrowed his eyes and couldn't help exclaiming in his heart.

The ball of the shirt Yu, even if the mental pressure is thrown away, only the speed and irregular changes are quite tricky.

Brush it!

His body moved a step, and quickly pulled out half of his body side...

His gaze seemed to pierce through the thunder light covering the tennis ball, Wugu's right hand quietly turned: "Chongyan!"

The racket blocked the tennis ball.

Just as the tennis violently tore the surface of Wugu's racket, layers of undulating air waves rolled out of his racket.

Whizzing!

Tennis seems to have some accelerator installed. After pulling a clear wave of air in the air, he screamed and flew back.

"Are there many ways to hide?"

Yuu's eyes lit up.

The handling of the ball just now has a touch of the taste of a tennis master on the opposite side.

Smart and natural, but not rigid and formal.

"However, since you have achieved this awareness, then just open your eyes and look forward to it!"

Shang Shan Yu's voice was not loud, but it reached the ears of the two clearly.

"Are you coming again?!"

On the side, Tono Atsushi's pupils shrank, and there was a touch of fear on his face that he hadn't even noticed.

Zi Zi Zi!

Shang Xian Yu held the palm of his left hand in front of him.

Only in a moment, a group of dazzling lights exuding a frightening atmosphere burst out of his hands.

Not comparable to the pure destruction of Byodoin Phoenix, if someone carefully perceives it, you can find that there is a completely different charm in this beam of light.

Ho!

With a soft drink, the racket in the hands of Jung Yuu directly hit the tennis ball that came in a surprise attack.

Zi Zi Zi!

The golden thunder light in the light group swallowed all the fluctuations on the tennis ball almost in the blink of an eye.

Bang!

With a loud explosion, Shan Yuu's arm suddenly pressed forward.

call out!

With a crackling sound that pierced the air, this ball of light intertwined with new life and destruction went straight towards the direction of the fog valley!

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