Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

Byodoin's eyes were as deep as water, staring at Yu Shan Yu's face. A few strands of blond hair were slowly falling from his ears.

"Stupid guy!"

Feeling the bitter chill before, he reprimanded mercilessly.

Just now, at the moment when he was in a daze, the ball in the shirt should be cut towards his body instead of flying out by wiping his cheek like this.

He who is also good at kendo naturally knows how terrifying the kendo ability contained in the ball just now by Yuu Yuu is a move that can also pose a fatal threat to him.

"I didn't expect that you, based on kendo, would make such a mistake."

Seeing Shang Shan Yu smiling silently, Byodoin felt even more angry.

In his opinion, the kendo confrontation is even more dangerous, and the shirt Yu actually kept his hands on him.

"My way, I will do it myself."

The shirt frowned and replied coldly.

When it comes to the struggle of ideas, he will not let anyone intervene in his own path.

The ball could be cut to Byodoin's body, but he had already used it to cut the tennis ball in advance.

The destructive will on the light hitting the ball had already been cut completely under his beat.

"well!"

Byodoin laughed angrily, and the two exchanged courts on the sidelines.

Since Shang Shan Yu still retains such naive thoughts, let him completely defeat such thoughts here.

In the world arena, the kindness to face the enemy is the cruelty given to oneself.

Holding a tennis ball in his hand, Byodoin stood proudly on the back court service line.

The surprise that Shang Shan Yu gave him was far greater than expected, but...

Such insight is still far from enough!

Byodoin couldn't help but think of the previous matchup between him and Amadeus. If he hadn't taken the final step, then he might be the one who stained the stadium.

boom! !

The air current around him twisted, and the deep breath emanating from his body seemed to make people feel like they were in the rough sea.

Dense clouds and rolling waves are announcing that a terrifying storm is coming.

"Is it true?"

Seeing that Byodoin used the power of Ashura Shinto, Shun Yu murmured in his heart.

Next, he wanted to recreate the previous one, and the opportunity to make Byodoin shook the gods was almost impossible.

Rather than just hitting the ball and destroying the catharsis and explosion of the spiritual will at the moment, Ashura Shinto and other-dimensional phantoms, it must be the continuous diffusion of this spiritual will to suppress.

"These two little ghosts..."

Mifune frowned, her face very solemn. It now appears that the situation seems to be getting out of control a little bit, moving in an unpredictable direction.

Huh!

Byodoin’s shoulders crossed, and he threw the ball upwards with his arms outstretched, looking very unremarkable.

However, the next moment, Jackie Yu felt a little unusual.

Seeing that Byodoin's arm slammed downwards in a slow but urgent manner, an overbearing and terrifying aura directly set off a gust of wind on the court.

boom!

The tennis ball flew out with Wanjun, bringing out a tumbling wave of air in the air, and a clear ring of air spread from the racket.

The smoke rises, and the tennis ball is like a huge cannonball.

then.

As the tennis ball progresses through the shuttle, it becomes smaller one after another.

When the tennis ball bounced on the ground and flew up to the top of the shirt, it had become insignificant, as if it had entered another space.

"This is... a Russian matryoshka?!"

There was a glimmer of enlightenment flashing in her mind, and her breathing changed slightly.

The wind is different!

In the next instant, his ankle turned, and his body moved flexibly, directly to his backhand side, and the racquet was aimed at a certain place and squeezed forcefully.

Bang!

The tennis ball entered the net, but the turbulent force burst out from the racket in an instant.

"The power has been accumulated for many times."

Shang Shan Yu's gaze changed slightly, and even his rock-solid arm trembled slightly.

Matryoshka not only possesses the world's top changing skills, every change in tennis from big to low is also a process of superimposing power.

You think you are very happy to see through the changes in tennis, but when tennis is almost invisible to the naked eye, it is the most terrifying time.

"It deserves to be the Byodoin Phoenix who was known for his skills when he was in middle school!"

Shang Shan You's heart became more and more excited, and by this time, he had no time to change his tricks.

Holding a breath, his arm rose with a violent tear.

"Lu Zhixing·Black Wind...Smoke Lan!"

The racket slammed upwards, and a huge crescent-like arc of wind directly cut the ground, jumped over the net, and flew back.

"This roundabout!"

Byodoin's eyes gleamed, and he saw that the most powerful blow was not the cyan wind blade wrapped around the tennis ball, but the continuous subtle spin on the tennis ball.

As sharp as a knife, it seems that people will feel a kind of tingling when they look at it more.

Have you practiced kendo to such a deep level?

Step on!

Byodoin leaped forward with the racket, and he would naturally not give up when he took the lead.

His body flickered and he came directly in front of the tennis ball. Byodoin's arm made a strange movement, and several afterimages appeared in the air in a staggered manner.

"Ho!"

With a soft drink, his racket came down.

Bang!

The deep sea-like breath behind him directly smashed the cyan wind blade on the periphery of the tennis ball, and then the racket was inserted from the side of the tennis ball like an antelope horn.

With an exquisite cutting, Byodoin directly hit a reverse maneuver similar to that of Top Yuu.

The tennis ball landed on the front court at high speed, and finally blasted out 12 ball shadows and flew out in different directions.

"Indian snake charmer." Mitsune squinted in the distance and whispered softly.

Ajujin tilted his head and glanced at him.

When Byodoin Phoenix played against him, these powerful moves were useless at all.

Seeing that Tsung Yuu couldn't stop him, Byodoin sneered in the front court: "This is just the beginning."

Even if only relying on a combination of various moves, he is confident that his shirt will be embarrassed.

What he said about seeing the world at the beginning was not a joke. He needs to use his tennis philosophy to teach the top a lesson.

Huh!

The tennis ball is thrown from his hands, and it still looks so ordinary.

However, the next moment, his eyes widened, his anger soared, and his arm was like a thick iron rod, shaking the racket vigorously and hitting the tennis ball.

Bang!

The bloody breath of horror almost gushed from the tennis ball.

"You are not the only one who understands the burst of concentration."

Byodoin's eyes flickered, with a trace of madness in his eyes.

This trick is called Spanish bullfighting!

Shoo!

Like a mad cow, the tennis ball was twisted and torn, and flew towards the top half of the court.

The shirt squatted in the backcourt, his breath was slightly ups and downs, and the soles of his feet slammed forward directly.

A bright electric light flashed across the court.

Compared with the superb change ball of the Russian matryoshka, Byodoin obviously added more power and maneuver to this move.

Then what he has to do is point to point.

Under the speedy state, the racket of the shirt Yu pulled out a bright slash. With the sweet spot technique, the bomb hit the center of the tennis ball.

No matter what you spin, no matter what power you are, I will do my best to break it.

Without the shadow of the ball, a deep gully appeared on the court of Byodoin.

However, the next moment, a cold snort sounded from the opposite side:

"Egypt...Phoenix!"

Huh!

The phoenix spread its wings, and a huge phantom of the phoenix appeared in the sky above the court.

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