Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

"front."

Byodoin glanced at the shirt Yuu who was playing with the racket, and said solemnly.

Once he enters the official game on the court, he will follow through his tennis path and become the ruthless overbearing king.

Simply, neat, no nonsense!

On the opposite side, the shirt Yu didn't say much, holding the handle of the racket with two fingers, twisting it slightly.

In an instant, there seemed to be only the sound of the racket spinning on the ground on the top of the mountain.

Click.

The racket splashed a little bit of dust, and the two looked at it, and then walked towards their backcourt tacitly.

"The game has begun..."

Behind a big tree in the woodland in the distance, the figures of Mifune and Ajutsu appeared from here.

At this time, Akutsu was also wearing a white training suit similar to Kikumaru and the others. He also held a pitch-black shot racket with only two thin crossed lines in the middle of the racket.

"Smelly old man, why do you arrange for the two of them to compete like this?"

Ajiuzin frowned, feeling the killing aura on the court, and then glanced at the Mifune Road beside him with some doubts.

Ever since he was stunned and brought up by Byodoin Phoenix yesterday, he knew from this bad old man what he was going to face next.

However, he didn't expect Shangshan You to find this place the next day.

That smelly old man is really nosy!

Akutsu remembered the days when he went to elementary school at Yamabuki Elementary School.

The old man with a smile on his face, who looked very kind, had approached him more than once.

Mifune didn't care when he heard Akutsu's very rude name.

He took a sip of strong wine first, then wiped his beard and said: "Bastard boy, that little guy is different from you. He has accumulated a lot more than you. You just have this potential now."

Mifune entered the path and glanced at Akutsu a little gloatingly, "You should have seen the strength of Byodoin, right?"

"asshole!"

Ajiuzin's anger instantly rose from his heart, and he squeezed his palms firmly, staring at the domineering and stalwart figure on the court.

the first time!

Yesterday's game was the first time he had lost such a terrible defeat in one person.

Different from the sharpness of Shangshan You who cut everything, the other party seems to be synonymous with destruction, and that terrifying domineering aura is like destroying everything about him.

Even the trick of trying his best to use his momentum and strength to burst out is the same.

The terrifying golden light with a strong desire for destruction only swallowed his solid bloody breath in an instant.

On the side, the corner of the mouth of the drinking Mifune entered the road unconsciously raised.

Originally, he thought that Ajiujin's will would be affected by the aura of equality and destruction, but now it seems...

It's an incredibly good seedling again!

...

Da Da, Da Da...

On the court, the shirt has a leisurely rhythm, pressing the tennis ball in his hand on the uneven ground.

Every time a tennis ball falls, it brings up a small group of light yellow sand.

This simple course, which is entered by Mifune and made at the top of the mountain, is much more casual than the wild course in the woodland.

There are potholes and stones everywhere, and even the boundaries of the court are formed by several thick brown twine ropes.

It may be quite troublesome to change to an ordinary person.

but……

With a slap, the tennis ball bounced back to the palm of his hand, Yu Yuu's eyes condensed, and his arms stretched to send the ball upwards.

Huh!

The tennis ball vacated, and Yuu watched the tennis ball gradually coincide with the outline of the distant day. His body muscles were all tightened, and the whole person was like an old monk.

To deal with a role like Byodoin Phoenix, he would naturally not take any lightly.

"Thunder type, super fast!"

As if I've slashed down, the blazing white light just flashed on the court.

No shadow of the ball was seen, only a scorched pothole was left at the bottom corner of Byodoin's receiving area, and a wisp of blue smoke was slowly rising from it.

"This explosive method!"

Mifune was shocked when she watched from the side, and even the wine gourd held in mid-air forgot to put it down.

He dare to say that when it comes to the coordination of the whole body's strength, Yuu Yu is definitely the strongest person he has ever seen.

Bang!

"30-0!"

Bang!

"40-0!"

Two more goals in a row.

This time, even Byodoin's eyes showed a glowing glow.

"nice shot!"

He first glanced at the several scorched pits not far in front of him, then his gaze stretched, and then he glanced at the blue smoke slowly emerging from the bottom of his shirt.

He made this claim with feelings.

It's a bit like that arrogant kid yesterday, but the explosive means of the shirt Yu is undoubtedly even more terrifying than Giujin.

In terms of concentrated outbreak alone, the latter still has a long way to go.

"Your shot is probably faster than the wiser Mach's serve."

Byodoin’s throat rolled and buzzed.

As far as his subjective feeling is concerned, the speed of this move by Yuu Yu is faster than Mach's serve.

When the speed has reached the limit of conscious response, then there will be an illusion of time stagnation.

Although it hasn't reached this level, but this serve from the top of the shirt undoubtedly made him feel this way.

"Then Senior, are you sure to receive it?"

Uesugi Yuu smiled slightly, and then held his breath again.

It has been circulating before that even Byodoin Phoenix could not receive the first round of Otsuchi Moonlight's serve.

"Interesting radical method..." A sharp look flashed in Byodoin's eyes, "I hope you are ready to enter hell."

His eyes drooped slightly, and the aura on his body instantly became heavier.

Although this was only a provocative signal deliberately released by Yushou Yuu, his Byodoin, but never used to someone on the court.

Moreover, he actually felt a slight threat on Shang Shan Yu's body. This kind of concentrated explosive method, even he, is a few points short of it.

Bang!

There was a trembling in the air.

The shot of Yushang Yuu once again surpassed the understanding of Akutsu and Mifune.

Or Lei Mang, or knife light.

Before they could even react, the Byodoin Phoenix moved.

Staggered footsteps, one straddling.

His arms waved, seeming to stir a heavy mass of air.

"Tops, I will show you what the real world is!"

As he spoke, a dazzling golden light suddenly appeared on the edge of the heart.

"Phoenix kid!"

Mifune's entrance was really uncontrollable this time, and she exclaimed slightly.

He didn't expect that the opponent would hit the ball and destroy the ball directly with light here.

The terrifying aura of destruction caused Ajiuzu who was standing here to watch, his eyelids twitched, "That guy, he didn't even use his full strength last time!"

Compared with the light hit that he had hit before, Byodoin Phoenix was obviously more ferocious this time, and the fluctuations that spilled from that made him feel a deadly threat.

Byodoin was cold, his aura was extremely overbearing, and he didn't hold back because Yu Sung Yu was once his lifesaver.

In this world tour, he not only saw the customs of various countries and the genius of the same age in the international tennis world, but also had a deeper understanding of the underground world.

There is no morality, no rules, the only thing there is the victory won in the end.

You never know if your opponent’s next blow will be your final blow.

The air wave rolled.

The moment the tennis shot came, Yuu Yuu felt a heavy pressure.

This pressure is almost the same as Oni Jujirou's terrifying ghost ghost image.

Ultimate's destructive aura, as if he wanted to destroy him from the spirit to the body.

"world?"

Yuu let his hair flutter and his skirts rustled. At this time, his eyes were filled with a deep sense of peace, "My eyes have always been above the world."

His racket backhanded, and in an instant, tens of thousands of waves were surging from all around him, and the raging tide surged across the court.

The eyes of Byodoin Temple shrank slightly.

This terrifying mental mood has also captured him perfectly.

"Type Eleven·Nag."

With a soft groan from the shirt, the waves stopped, and the blue water surface was like a huge mirror.

The whole world seemed to be still.

Tick!

The shirt lifted his foot and took a step forward, a wave of ripples appeared, and the sound of Ding Dong echoed in the heart of Byodoin Temple.

At this time, the pale yellow tennis ball had faded all its decorations, floating in the air dripping.

Snapped!

The shirt waved his arm and cut backhand.

It seemed as if a silver thread had been pulled out from the gap, and the tens of thousands of hectares of waves were instantly split into two by him.

The tennis ball passed by Byodoin Temple and flew straight down the cliff behind him.

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