Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

"Hey, shirt, where are we going?"

Shido Ryo followed suit Yuu step by step, and the two of them had just escaped training and were walking outside the ice emperor's school.

He put his hands behind his head and looked around from time to time, as if he was afraid of being discovered by someone.

"Don't look at it, the trace department will be busy dealing with student union affairs during this time."

The shirt walked forward without squinting, with a mysterious smile on his face.

"Huh...that's how it is."

Shioto Ryo let out a sigh of relief. He put down his arm and hurried to catch up with Tsung Yuu's side. He smiled and said, "The guy at Tsube doesn't know what it is. He has a bad temper recently. very."

Jackie Yu glanced at him with interest, and said with a chuckle: "Maybe... you can go and ask Akuzu?"

"Uh……"

Shiido Ryo turned his head and whistled, "Forget it, then."

Since October, after those who went out for the formal elections have returned one by one, the entire mental outlook of their Ice Emperor has undergone a major change.

Originally, he thought that the changes in Ninzu and Trace were enough to be exaggerated.

However, when Yajutsu came back from the outside in November, he couldn't believe his eyes.

"Shangshan, have you all been to that place?" Shido Liang's face suddenly stern.

Although the shirt Yu looks the same as before, there is always a feeling in his heart that the change in shirt Yu is no less than that of the others.

"I thought it would be Xiang Rixian asking this question, but I didn't expect it to be you." Shang Xianyou nodded, then thought of something, and asked: "So you will be so hard when you train for spring break a month in advance. "

There was no reply for a long while.

The shirt turned his head and found that Shioto Liang's mood was a little depressed. He looked at the sky in the distance, as if he was thinking about something.

a long time.

Shioto Ryo seemed to let go of something, shrugged, and said with emotion, "It is precisely because I see that the gap with you is getting bigger and bigger, so..."

From the very beginning, he knew that Yushang Yu and Ajutsu belonged to real tennis geniuses, and he could only rely on more sweat to catch up with these geniuses.

However, when he made no less effort than he did, this kind of reality that should have been anticipated still dealt a big blow to him.

As they grow older and mature in their mentality, they become more aware of the cruelty of reality.

Then, it was the turn of Top Yuu to become silent.

As a party concerned, no matter how much comforting words he said, it was just a hypocrisy.

With the rapid growth of the few people in front of the Ice Emperor, this reality must be adapted to this reality.

"Don't worry about me, I won't give up so easily!"

Shiido Ryo smiled softly as if he had noticed the leisurely thoughts of the shirt.

He twisted the baseball cap on the top of his head and buckled it back, his eyes still had a strong fighting spirit.

I don't know if it was stimulated by this incident. When he was training for spring break, he cut off all his long hair and kept it in his current hairstyle.

More fierce and crisp.

The two of them walked and talked, and the slightly heavy atmosphere just diminished a lot.

All the way to the entrance of the tram stop closest to the Bingdi campus, Shido Liang's face became more confused, "Where is it that I need to take the tram to go there?"

"Kakisaka Tennis Park."

"Kakikisaka Tennis Park?" Shiido Ryo heard this familiar place for a while, then his eyes lit up and he blurted out: "Isn't there the place where the national youth tennis competition is held?"

He looked at Jackie Yu, the expression on his face instantly became excited, "Could it be that you also participated in Jackie?"

"No."

Sweater Yu shook his head angrily.

At his current level, if he goes to participate in a domestic competition of this level, isn't that even going to the fish pond to fry fish?

Jackie Yu stared at Shioto Ryo twice, and then pulled out a reason, "The game is indeed today. We are just going to see if there are any good seedlings there?"

As he said, he didn't respond to Shioto Liang who was slightly surprised on his face, and directly dragged him onto the platform.

...

The other one is on the train to Kakizaka Tennis Park in Tokyo.

A beautiful young girl with long burgundy long hair is sitting on the side seat very nervously.

She was wearing a Sakura-colored butterfly shirt jacket, lined with a pink and white solid color base short sleeves. The jacket was connected at the chest and tied with a beautiful red ribbon into a big bow embellishment.

At this moment, she closed her eyes with some horror, and her small hands pressed her thighs under her light green skirt in a unease.

"...If you want to hit the topspin, you need to straighten the racket and hold the racket like a grip. This is called a Western grip. You are all locked..."

Huh! Huh! Huh!

In front of Ryugasaki Sakura, three junior high school students were standing. One of them was holding a racket and was showing it to the other two.

Every time he swings, the frame almost hits Ryugasaki Sakura's small face.

The strong wind spurred by the wave made Ryugasaki Sakura, a 12-year-old girl, shiver in her seat.

At the end, she even closed her eyes beggingly.

"Oh, you deserve to be Peking's trump card!"

"Sasabe, is that all right?!"

Surrounded by the swinging man on both sides, the other two people kept admiring.

Their words made Sasobe, a ostentatious fellow, even more proud, and the corners of his mouth were raised proudly, "I'm optimistic, that's it!"

The powerful swinging sound attracted other passengers in the carriage to look at him.

"Hey, I said you are really noisy like this!"

"Um?"

As soon as Sasobe's movements stopped, even Ryugasaki Sakura opened his eyes in surprise and looked at the opposite side of him.

A teenager in a red jacket hangs his head, and his white ball cap covers his face, making his expression unclear.

But obviously, the slightly provocative sentence just now came from him.

Sasobe's face was a bit ugly and stiff in place. He didn't expect that one day he would be taught by an inexplicable kid.

Clang!

The shaking caused by the deceleration of the tram made him stagger, and Sasaki's face turned pale, and he immediately grabbed the handrail above his head.

The racket in his hand also fell into the carriage.

"Really, I didn't expect that one day I would be preached by a primary school student."

Sasobe mocked himself, trying to ease the slightly embarrassing atmosphere, but at the moment he reached out to pick up the racket.

"In a real Western grip, when the racket is facing down, the palm should be wrapped around the grip."

Echizen Ryoma's modest voice rang in the carriage, but Sasobe, who was squatting down, turned blue and white.

This racket is not good to pick up, nor is it good to not pick it up.

"By the way, the grip you just mentioned should be the Eastern grip."

After the door was opened, Echizen Ryoma didn't forget to make one last cut.

Then, he only left an unpredictable back to everyone.

"This damn kid!"

Sasobe cursed in his heart, staring at Echizen Ryoma who had already gone far away.

Although they all got off at the same station, he couldn't just rush over to beat the pupil on this platform.

Ryugasaki Sakura was standing on the platform in a daze. The incident just now could not be forgotten by her, and the figure of that young man seemed to float past her eyes again.

But the next moment.

The figure has appeared in front of her.

...

On the other side, the court of Kakizaka Tennis Park.

After watching a few games, Shioto Ryo felt a lack of interest, and he yawned greatly.

"The shirt, there is no good seedling at all..."

Wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, he could not help but feel a little skeptical when he looked at Shangshangyou, "And shouldn't we go to the elementary school group to find Miaozi? Why are we from the middle school group?"

Uesugi patted the opponent on the shoulder, and solemnly said, "Did you not watch the match table of the game just now?"

There was a trace of nostalgia and unspeakable excitement in his eyes. The shirt calmed down for a while, with a meaningful smile, "In the 16-year-old ladder, there is a 12-year-old elementary school student who signed up."

Mito Ryo was taken aback, "Really?"

He seemed a little uncertain, and returned to the bulletin board again.

As a result, just as Uesung Yuu said, a 12-year-old elementary school student named Echizen Ryoma signed up for the 16-year-old middle school competition.

"Are you here for him?"

Shioto Ryo is not stupid, he immediately thought that shirt Yu might be the intention.

"you guess?"

Shangshanyou smiled comfortably: "I just think it's early spring, so I should come out and do some activities all at once."

After seeing the name of Echizen Ryoma, Yushang Yuu knew that the real gears will start to rotate from today!

But his butterfly has already set off a huge storm.

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