Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

There was a golden shadow in the eyes of Shang Xian Yu.

Suddenly.

The soaring phoenix, like a small sun, blooms on the court.

The flames burning on the phoenix will make the life you see feel a sense of fear. It soars high in the sky, and no one knows where his final landing point will be.

"Unknown means danger. The most terrifying thing about this ball is its unknown nature."

His blouse looked bright, staring closely at the golden phantom in the sky.

At the moment when the tennis ball fell extremely fast, his body moved.

Stepping out of a rush of thunder, the shirt Yuu's body was gently supported by a soft wind, and he jumped up.

No matter how the position of the tennis ball changes, the wind will gently brush his ears, telling him its secrets.

The shirt raised his arms and pulled out a position in the air. The drizzle like a cow's hair instantly pierced the hot golden flame like a thin needle under the azure brilliance.

Fengshen whispered.

As soon as the shot fell, Byodoin only felt that his domineering will seemed to be brushed by some gentleness, which made him feel like he was no longer resisting.

Only one breathing room.

There was a strong sense of anger in his eyes.

"The roar of an African lion!"

As if angrily, Byodoin roared. The dull blond hair fluttered in the wind, and he was like a fierce lion, leaping towards the tennis ball.

This situation caused Ajiujin's hair to stand up while watching the game in the distance.

Compared to him who was called a beast, Byodoin was more like a fierce and domineering top predator at this moment.

Bang!

Byodoin took a shot with both hands and slammed an axe, which did not give Yu Yuu the chance to smash the ball to the ground.

This kind of will that can shake the Ashura Shinto is enough to prove that Mifune's theory is not wrong, and the spiritual will of Yushang Yuu has reached a certain limit.

The terrifying shadow of the lion set off a cloud of smoke and dust, and the tennis ball, with a majestic shocking will, landed on the backhand side of the shirt Yu who had not yet landed.

"As expected of the Byodo-in Temple boy, he has truly embarked on the top of this road."

After taking a sip of wine comfortably, Mifune's eyes were no longer muddy. After Byodoin’s wandering around the world, his tennis style is no longer confined to one form.

With hegemony as the axis, he has integrated the customs of various countries into his tennis.

Every move, every move, is a powerful move in the world level!

Akutsu took a deep breath. It was the first time that he saw Tsung Yuu being hit by others in his moves.

but……

"It's not that simple, smelly old man!" Ajiuzin looked at the smugly three boats and grinned.

As far as he knows, shirt Yu is definitely more than a little hole card.

A few minutes later.

"Spanish bullfighting!"

Byodoin's eyes flickered, and he shouted sharply.

Tennis once again played a crazy Spanish bullfighting rhapsody on the court.

Yu Yu was unable to defend with a backhand and missed the best point of tennis.

Bang!

The tennis ripped the racket frantically, and was finally finished with a sharp smash by Byodoin.

"Smelly boy," Mifune barked his teeth, waving his thick black-haired arm and slapped Ajutsu on the back. "Let's take a good look. The game will be the real start from now on."

"What do you mean?!"

Ajutsu's two eyebrows moved toward the center, and his face instantly became difficult to look.

This question naturally carries two meanings.

However, Mitsubun didn't have the feeling to explain it anymore, and said straightforwardly: "It means literally."

Damn it!

Ajiuzin stared bitterly at the rough face of the old man Mifune. He had already thought about how to return the slap just now in the next few days.

On the field.

The eyes of the two people who came to the third game became fierce.

Sung Yuu is because of the extremely strong pressure from Byodoin Temple, while Byodoin is because he saw a brand new style of tennis on Sung Yuu.

Up to now, there is no more to say.

咚咚...咚咚...

As the palm of the tennis ball jumped up and down, the heart of Jung Yuu also agitated faster and faster.

Like thunder, the blood in the shirt Yuu's body surged crazily. His body temperature has almost reached the limit of the human body.

Byodoin looked at the shirt Yu, who was getting more and more aura, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes. This kind of strong sense of crisis, he had felt in Amadeus the last time.

Crackling!

It was like an electric thunder.

There was a golden light and shadow reflected in Byodoin's dark eyes. The tennis ball cut the air, and the terrifying sharp aura directly made a shallow trace on the ground.

"True the sword into the Tao, okay!"

Byodoin’s eyes flashed crazily, his body moved forward instead of retreating, and rushed directly against the sharp aura.

The deep breath behind him surged like a tide.

Boom!

The terrible pressure hit the frontcourt instantly.

Slap, slap...

The fine stones splashed across the side of his face, and Byodoin was unheard of, his arms stretched out, abruptly drawn out a dark afterimage, intercepting the electric light in mid-air.

Puff!

The sharp aura penetrated the racket, cutting out the deep breath behind him into a very slender hole.

The gloom showed a gap, and the sunlight cast down from above the nine heavens. In it, a terrifying pirate ghost ship flashed by in the bumpy wind and waves.

"Boy, get me back!"

Byodoin raised his head and roared slightly. Hundreds of kilograms of grip combined with sweet spot skills, forcibly hit the ball back.

Whizzing!

The deep air wave instantly rolled up a burst of khaki dust, covering the entire stadium.

Like a pirate scimitar projected out, Byodoin's ball seemed almost inevitable.

"Hi...too slow..."

A scorching breath emanated from the corner of Tsong Yuu's mouth, and the sound he made from his throat was slightly hoarse.

The tennis ball, which clearly carries a tremendous amount of mental restraint, seems to have no effect here.

Damn it!

The shirt slipped forward, and the whole person's body had come in front of the tennis ball.

He just raised his hand and it was as if a Uzumaki-like cyclone was stirred by him on the court.

"One Type·Fast Speed..."

Jacky Yu said softly, and the racket in his hand slashed backwards towards the front.

Take a look at Ten Thousand Years.

The smoke and dust floating on the court seemed to be frozen in place, and between the two halves, there was a straight slender hole.

Until the next second.

A loud bang!

Byodoin only noticed that there was a huge depression on the foot of his backhand side, and the pit was covered with cobweb-like gaps.

"The perfect combination of power and...speed!"

Raising his head, Byodoin almost squeezed this sentence from his teeth. Almost water dripped from his slightly gloomy eyes.

Even his light hitting and destruction are nothing more than that!

The breeze came, and Byodoin stood still.

He looked level, and looked at the looming figure of Yuu on the other side with a calm face, "I have to admit a mistake. You are indeed qualified to stand in front of me."

"I... no longer need other people's affirmation and recognition."

A hoarse and confident word came from the shirt.

Hearing this, Byodoin was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "Yes, you can already be worthy of this spirit now!"

He laughed, then his face changed abruptly, "Then we will continue to the second round!"

As he spoke, the deep breath behind him became condensed, and a skeleton phantom in the costume of a pirate captain appeared behind him.

He wears a black blindfold on his left eye, leaving only the hollow right eye of the crippled man. Its bony hands are holding a bloodthirsty sharp machete, and the cold light on it makes the heart palpitating.

In the smoke and dust, the sharp eyes of the shirt seemed to have penetrated everything, and in the corner of his left eye under his light brown hair, there was a touch of golden thunder pattern, which was shining brightly.

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