Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

"Mayfly shrouded!"

There was a soft groan from the ground deep in the forest.

With a snap.

Like a dragon snake walking in mid-air, his unused racket is catching a tennis ball, his wrist twists and spins, and his body has several afterimages on the court.

The tennis ball hit back in the palm of his hand was gently sent to the net by him.

"It's 2 to 2."

Fuji's eyes were sharp, and he didn't dare to have the slightest slack expression on his face.

"You played beautifully, no one." Tezuka Kazuo closed his left foot that was drawing an arc on the ground. He looked at the tennis ball rolling down the frontcourt and couldn't help feeling a little: "I didn't expect you to have grown to this point. "

His Tezuka domain was seen through by Fuji, and the rotation hidden above the tennis ball was cleverly resolved by Fuji's move of covering it with Mayfly.

"Come on, Tezuka, I know you still have many moves that are useless."

Although praised by Tezuka, there is no joy on Fuji's face.

Huh!

Spinning the ball upwards and throwing it, Fujitsu's arm stretched lightly, and the tennis ball was hit hard by him.

The golden streamer pulled out an afterimage in the air and quickly fell to the backhand half of the Tezuka receiving area.

Step on!

Tezuka's expression remained unchanged, the racket in his hand sank slightly, and a decisive chipping was knocked out by him.

"This time the rotation is stronger, is it the Phantom?"

A thought flashed through Fuji's blue eyes.

To find loopholes in Tezuka's nearly perfect tennis system, he must think more on the court than usual.

Just in case, Fuji decided to repeat the same trick.

Snapped!

The racket in his hand intercepted the tennis ball obliquely, and while his figure was shaking, another twisted light and shadow swept across the air.

Mayfly shrouded.

This is a terrible move that can resolve a variety of spins as long as the opponent can see through the spins applied to the tennis ball.

But his eyesight is naturally different from before.

Bang!

By extending the time that the tennis ball stayed on the racket, he finally resolved the spin on the Phantom of Tezuka and sent the ball out.

But the next moment.

"Don't be careless, no two!"

A slender figure instantly rushed to the net.

Tezuka pads one foot, his body suddenly rises from the front of the net, and the racket in his hand is raised back. Then, a heavy bombardment hit the tennis ball that had just crossed the net.

Boom!

With a loud bang, a piece of dirt exploded at Fuji's feet.

"What a sharp attack, Tezuka..."

Fu Er frowned suddenly.

Because he wanted to resolve the stronger rotation of the Phantom of Tezuka, he just took a little longer than dealing with the Tezuka Domain.

And Tezuka grasped this tiny change in time and resolutely went online. Through a single-footed vertical smash, it was simple and efficient to contain Fuji's next round of attack.

Obviously it's just a small time difference, have you even caught it?

Looking at Tezuka, Fuji Tomb turned around.

Now, he has become more affirmed of his decision to change his style.

Because once he encounters his moves are restrained, then he will often fall into a very embarrassing dilemma.

call!

Budi closed his eyes and sucked lightly. When he opened his eyes again, his voice seemed to become agile, "Wind Song Sonata No. 1..."

The trajectory of the tennis ball flying upward was reflected in the azure blue eyes, and in a moment, the voice of Fuji became deadly.

"Fall Sakura!"

At the moment his voice fell, the racket in his hand seemed to be caught in an invisible wind, bringing up a few beautiful petals.

"This ball..."

Tezuka only felt a flower in front of him, and then a very fierce breath flew past his side.

Seeing the seven or eight intersecting marks on the ground, even Tezuka became silent this time.

"Tezuka, this is the insight I made to surpass you."

Bu Er's voice was very soft, but with an indescribable bleakness.

After several failures and seeing Tezuka doing his best on the court, he no longer wanted to do this anymore, letting the entire youth school rely entirely on Tezuka alone.

"Fuji, I'm very happy, you finally got rid of the shackles on your body."

Tezuka's reaction stunned Fuji slightly.

"Speaking of which, when we first entered school, I thought that our relationship was likely to be like the current Taocheng and Haitang."

A trace of memory flashed deep in Tezuka's eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised subconsciously.

Because of his transformation, Fujitsu gradually suppressed his brilliance. The so-called genius shown to outsiders is far from Fuji's true potential in his opinion.

"Now, I don't think it's too late."

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Buer found that he was really happy playing tennis with Tezuka.

"Yeah." Tezuka nodded slightly, and then his aura soared, and the cyan brilliance rose from his body, "Fuji, go all out!"

"This is... the last door that is seamless?"

Fuji opened his mouth slightly, looking at the figure shrouded in cyan light.

I saw light blue particles floating between Tezuka's clothes and hair gaps, making him even more dazzling and dazzling.

Huh!

No two toss the ball to get the shot.

With a crisp sound, Sakura-colored petals floated in the air.

The light wind surrounding him became the only thing he could perceive.

Tezuka, in the ultimate state of seamless clothing, puts him under far greater pressure than before.

Snapped!

Tezuka moved in one step, the swinging arm just swayed and stopped, and the tennis ball was firmly covered in the net by him.

"Chichichichi~"

A terrifying cut sounded.

However, Tezuka's expression did not change the slightest, and his arm was like an unwavering rock.

Bang!

Pulling down at high speed, Fuji's eyes flickered, and the tennis ball has exploded in the bottom corner of his right hand.

To make all the impossible possible, Tezuka started to collide with his attacking tennis head-on.

...

At the same time, it was on the other side of the woodland.

The battle between Akuzu and -kun Island Yudou was much faster.

"ended!"

As the bloody breath was released and closed, another terrifying explosion rang out in this area.

-Kundao Yudou fell to his knees with a pale face, his usual grace has long since disappeared, and his neat silver-white short hair is now in a mess.

The opposite was a terrifying, bloodthirsty beast, and he didn't give him a chance to negotiate at all on the court, and he was crushed by his body when he rushed straight into it.

"Hey, the ranking you are talking about is this badge."

With a ferocious face, he walked to the front of -kundao Yutou, and Ajutsu stared at him condescendingly.

The overbearing aura and bloodthirsty aura made-Kun Dao Yu Dou's eyes trance.

Between the eyebrows of the person in front of him, he seemed to see a trace of that person's look.

"whispering sound……"

Seeing-Kundao Yudou did not answer his question for a long time, Ajutsu also lost his last patience.

He grabbed the latter's collar with his big hand, and a golden medal with the N.10 badge printed on it fell into his palm.

"The expedition to the first army is nothing more than that."

Ajiuzin tossed the badge up and down, then said with some disdain, then turned and left the court.

-Kundao Yudou, who was half kneeling on the ground, was choked by his words, but he couldn't find any reason to refute it.

If Yajujin defeated him, he would naturally have enough surplus to make a linguistic mockery of him as a loser.

"interesting……"

In the shade of the tree on the edge of the court, a somewhat low voice suddenly sounded.

who is it? !

-Kundao Yudou's face stiffened again.

He originally thought it was embarrassing enough to fail to a newcomer, but he didn't expect to be seen by other members here.

"-Kun Island, it's time for you to reflect on it. You would lose to a middle school student."

Accompanied by the overbearing and bitter voice sounded again, that figure gradually appeared from the shade of the tree beside it.

"You are……!!"

-Kundao Yudou opened his mouth wide, his expression unbelievable.

But soon, he looked pale and lowered his head, because this one said just now that Yajujin was only a junior high school student.

Is it a shirt Yuu again?

He glanced blankly at the ruined pitted court. I couldn't help but feel a little more sad.

However, the figure didn't pay attention to him anymore, just looked at the direction Ajujin had left and smiled gently: "The kid is really arrogant now, it just happened that I haven't moved my muscles and bones for a long time..."

As he spoke, he twisted his neck and strode in the direction of Ajutsu.

As for -kun Island, which has become a loser, as he said, he needs to reflect on himself.

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