Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

The audience outside the venue was silent for a moment.

Then, huge cheers came from all around the stadium.

"Great, Ajutsu!"

There seemed to be tears flickering in Feng Chang Taro's eyes.

Beside him, even Huadi's eyes floated slightly.

"Unexpectedly, Yajujin got here so quickly."

By the side of a pedestrian passage that no one noticed, the elder's squinted eyes have quietly opened, and there is a trace of unknown excitement floating in it.

Coach Sakura put his arms around his chest, and said in a low voice: "The shirt was right at the beginning."

It only took less than two years for Ajujin to equalize the current top group of middle school students.

"I will recommend him to that place."

"Are you determined?"

Coach Sakura was slightly surprised.

"Since Yajujin has the ability to get to this point, he should go to see the broader stage."

There was a trace of relief on the face of the companion: "Although so many years have passed, I think my recommendation should still have a little effect."

"As far as I know, after this game, the people from the trace department should go to that place."

"It's not the same, it's not the same."

The old companion squinted and laughed.

What he recommended is naturally not the U17 ordinary training base, but the guy who has been hiding behind the mountain.

Three ships enter the way.

Perhaps most young people don't understand this name, but for people like Granny Hua and Old Hexagon, Mifune is the backbone of neon tennis today.

"Coach Sakura, do you want to go further along this road?"

While talking, the elderly companion suddenly changed the subject and asked with a smile.

In his opinion, the coaching level of coach Sakaki is no different from when they were young, and it is precisely this kind of talent that Neon Tennis lacks now.

"Um..." Coach Su was surprised. He turned the tail ring of his little finger and thought, then shook his head and said, "My words are not suitable."

He was willing to teach in the tennis club because of his interest in the club.

And after that, he only served as a consultant for the Ice Emperor Tennis Club, not a real coach.

He is more concerned about the future layout of the neon tennis industry.

"Haha, it's a pity."

The old companion smiled lightly, he himself didn't expect much, he just asked tentatively.

On the court at this time, the situation turned upside down again.

A rainbow-like afterimage pulled out from his body, and Ajutsu's footsteps rushed endlessly on the court.

Bang!

For a while, Ajutsu's racket slammed out of his hand.

"monster!"

Edgar gritted his teeth and held his breath.

Seeing the bloody stream that hit him again, the pupils couldn't help but shrank suddenly.

Ajiuzin's evolution shocked his heart.

Obviously the last moment was still being crushed by him in all directions, but the next moment, whether it was physical fitness or the almost solid breath just now, made him feel a fatal sense of crisis.

"You can't make mistakes, you can't be careless."

His heart was awake, and at this time he had already regarded Ajutsu as one of his rivals.

boom!

A black breath emerged behind him.

At this moment, Edgar finally stopped covering up and took out all his strength.

In an instant, the black and red aura was on the court, and Edgar kept moving, waving his racket with a serious expression.

Bang!

A huge roar sounded from his racket.

Edgar's face changed slightly, and a heavy feeling came from the racket in his hand for the first time.

"I recognized your strength." Edgar looked up and looked back, his eyes gradually rising, "But if you want to defeat me, then you are very wrong!"

Boom!

The black light swallowed the blood-red breath, once again rolled up the tennis ball, and slammed it down at Ajujin's foot.

"This ball..."

Ontobe and Sanada changed slightly, and even they, who were on the sidelines, felt the heavy pressure brought by the ball.

"This proves that his power control is no longer perfect."

There is no worry but joy on the face.

Even the power on tennis is not as perfect as before, which proves that the opponent has also been pushed to the limit by Ajiujin.

When all the cards were opened, the two of them seemed to be back to what they had just started.

Life will not stop, but the attack will not stop!

"Humph!"

Ajiuzin didn't respond either, just snorted coldly, the blood in his eyes had already faded, but his godless pale yellow eyes looked extraordinarily Haki.

In the somewhat surprised gaze of the Neon team, he once again waved with one hand, directly facing the black gloom.

In an instant, bloody streamers pierced the court.

"It's getting easier and he's still improving."

Hopkins' eyelids jumped.

After playing tennis for so many years, he has only seen this in Ajutsu alone.

"Maybe, we will see a miracle here."

As for the Neon team, Iriezauduo's eyes were full of smiles.

Every time he hits the ball, Ajutsu is not only absorbing and learning the opposite, but he is also exploring his sweet spot technique.

"The learning ability that this kind of exercise intuition brings is really enviable."

Irie Kazami is so real that after entering the world, Ajutsu is also rushing in a direction that is hard for others to reach.

Step on...

On the opposite side, Edgar furrowed his brows, and quickly flashed in front of the bloody streamer.

Raising his hand with a boom, his attitude is also unusually determined.

But the next moment.

"How could it be, what's a joke?"

His face became very ugly, and his body rushed forward quickly.

Click!

A racket with a black frame gently dropped everything from mid-air, and the solid bloody breath surged, gently removing all the strength on the tennis ball.

"Aju Jinren scored, 30-0!"

On the high chair, the referee breathed a sigh of relief and announced.

"It turned out to be... it turned out to be a short shot at the beginning."

Edgar stood not far from the net and looked over in disbelief.

It was Ajujin's cold and speechless eyes that responded to him.

"call……"

The audience outside the field let out a sigh of breath, and at this time, they could finally relax temporarily.

The confrontation on both sides was too fierce, and they were immersed in the fierce see-saw confrontation all the time.

"Haha, I'm back!" Traces flashed busyly in his eyes.

"The overall situation is set!"

Sanada flicked the brim of his hat again, and the corner of his mouth under the shadow unconsciously hooked upward.

Bang!

"40-0!"

...

Bang!

"Game, Aju Jinren, 3-4!"

...

Bang!

"Game, Aju Jinren, 4-4!"

...

The more he hits, the smoother he gets, and there is almost only the bloody stream of Yajujin left on the court, which is constantly flickering.

"Ho, let me disappear completely!"

boom!

At the moment when Ajutsu's voice fell.

A group of very dazzling blood brilliance suddenly appeared on the court.

"This is the evolution of sweet spot technology!?"

Seeing this scene, Reinhardt could no longer sit still, and suddenly stood up from his position.

"Edgar!"

With a violent shout, that determined mental will awakened Edgar from the deep shock.

"Damn it!"

Off the court, Edgar cursed in his heart.

Seeing the horrible blood light that was getting closer and closer, a trace of fear and anxiety flashed in his heart, "Get me moving!"

Hum!

The gloomy light behind him shuddered fiercely, and before the light swallowed him, his body fell to the side.

Boom!

The terrifying smoke rose up, blocking everyone's sight in an instant.

And the audiences at the scene still reverberated with the huge roar just now in their minds.

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