Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

ice King?

"The Ice Emperor you said is a middle school? Is it strong?"

The corners of Echizen Ryoma's mouth slightly twitched, and he turned to look at the tops Yuu and them again.

Sakura, who was still planning to be a little transparent, felt tight in his heart, and subconsciously said to Ryoma, "Ryoma, Bingdi was the champion school of last year's national competition..."

Even she, a little girl who has never played tennis, heard her grandma talk about it.

National champion?

Echizen Ryoma lowered his head and muttered silently in his heart, and when he raised his big eyes, the fiery fighting spirit reappeared inside.

In Neon, a country with a population of over 100 million and a few million middle school students, being able to stand at the top position is enough to prove that these two people are very strong in front of them.

"Ah...cough, Ryoma."

Seeing that the situation seems a little uncomfortable, Coach Ryugasaki put his palm to his mouth and coughed twice, "Although the Ice Emperor Academy is very strong, the Youth Academy where your father was in is not weak now."

"That's right, the Youth Academy led by grandma last year also won the top four in the country!" Ryugasaki Sakura put his hands on his chest, and was also a little nervous to help out.

She stared at Echizen Ryoma with her big burgundy eyes, as if she was afraid that he would really agree to the invitation just now.

I don't know why, she just hopes to study in the same school with this handsome boy. Even if she only met this boy.

Echizen Ryoma didn't make a sound, but once again stared at the shirt Yuu fiercely. The meaning he expressed is naturally self-evident.

The shirt smiled slightly. The question he asked just now was originally out of nasty fun, but looking at Echizen Ryoma's attitude, he was destined not to join a championship team directly.

"Shishi, help me get it."

Jackie Yu put down his tennis bag next to the court, then slowly unzipped his jacket, and handed it to Shindo Ryo who was aside.

"Tops..."

Shido Ryo looked at Shang Shun Yu with a speechless expression on his face. He didn't expect that Shun Yuu would care so much about the kid opposite.

Although he could also see that the kid didn't use his full strength in the previous game, but in any case, it is a bit too exaggerated to face Yu Shan Yu directly.

His eyes turned to Echizen Ryoma, and he couldn't help but pity the latter.

Echizen Ryoma didn't think so much at all. After seeing the movements of the shirt Yuu's hand, he gently pulled the brim of his hat to cover up the excited smile on his face.

It's been a long time, and it has been a long time since he feels this kind of enthusiasm.

Walking to the side of the court again, Echizen also silently took out a red framed racket from his black bag.

"Grandma, what should I do now?"

Ryugasaki Sakura shook her grandmother's arm helplessly. She didn't expect the situation to develop into the way it is now.

Coach Ryugasaki covered his forehead with one hand and smiled bitterly: "The decision made by these two people is probably not that easy to change."

...

"Pros or cons?"

In front of the net, the two stood close.

Seeing Yuu who was much taller than him in front of him, Echizen suddenly felt a sense of depression in his heart.

He has just entered the developmental period, and he still needs to look up at the shirt at this time.

"No, the serve will be handed over to you first." Yushang Yuu blinked at Echizen and said with a smile: "Anyway, I am the so-called first person in the eyes of other people."

This remark made the coach Ryuzaki a bit embarrassed on the sidelines. She used to move out of this set of rhetoric and wanted to scare off Yueqian Ryoma.

Although this is the fact that everyone acquiesces now, but in front of the Lord to say such a thing, thanks to her for so many years of coaching, she has trained her face quite vigorously.

Echizen Ryoma grabbed his racket and walked to the backcourt without a word. He pursed his mouth, his eyes gradually becoming serious.

Although Shang Shan Yu's words didn't mean to humiliate him, his own pride did not allow it!

"DaDa...DaDa..."

With his head down, Echizen pressed the tennis ball with his left hand lightly.

Although he didn't feel the pressure on the shirt Yuu's body, he couldn't fake the powerful goal before.

Huh!

Throwing the tennis ball up, he bent his knees forward and jumped up, his short-sleeved placket flew up, and the shoelaces on his feet fluttered neatly with the posture of the body.

His sight was closely following the little tennis ball that rose into the air.

Ho!

There was a muffled snort in the nasal cavity, and Yue Qiang put his left hand on his chest, and his right hand drove the racket and suddenly pressed the tennis ball.

The tennis ball flew out and landed precisely on the hair extension line of Yu Yu's backhand.

Jackie Yu's mouth kept a smile, standing in his backcourt very casually.

There is no need to observe where the tennis ball falls. With his five keen senses that have surpassed ordinary people, the fierce maneuvers brought by the tennis ball after it landed, could not be more clearly transmitted to his ears.

Chi Chi Chi Chi...

In the next moment, a strong wind hit his face.

"Because it is not the dominant hand, so the speed and strength are too poor. The time for the tennis ball to spin and bounce is enough for some masters to react."

The shirt shook his head leisurely, and the cold voice made the faces of several people on the sidelines different.

The opposite Echizen also looked over in amazement. The information contained in these few sentences of the other party just now directly penetrated him.

I saw the shirt you took a step backward with his left foot, and after pulling out half of his body, he came out with a backhand slam that seemed very random.

Boom!

The tennis ball pulled out a horrible afterimage, exploded a cloud of golden light on the side of Echizen's foot, and then crashed onto the wire net behind him.

"really……"

Shiido Ryo twitched the corners of his mouth when he saw this scene.

The guy in the shirt likes to beat others and then attack the weakness of others.

The mind is as strong as Ajiujin, and there was a period of time when he was tortured by the shirt Yu, and he had to hide when he saw the other party.

The hair on his back stood up, and Echizen's face still had a touch of unspeakable shock.

"The ball just now... so fast."

He only felt his shoulders sink, and he felt a heavy pressure the moment his shirt hit the tennis back.

"Return to your left hand. Judging from the wristband you are wearing, you should be a left-handed person." Yusong Yu said in a light tone and looked at Echizen Ryoma with indifference. of."

His words seemed simple, but Echizen heard strong confidence in it.

call……

"Is this the first person in the neon middle school world? It's getting more and more interesting."

Echizen let out a sigh of relief. After he calmed down, his fighting spirit continued to increase.

Click!

Taking the racket with his left hand, Echizen pointed his shirt up straight and said: "So, are you ready next?"

"Echizen..."

Looking at the radiant Echizen Ryoma, Coach Ryuzaki shook her mind slightly. She seemed to have seen the high-spirited young man again.

"This kid..."

Tsung Yuu smiled in her heart. By this time, she still didn't forget to be cool.

To deal with this kind of tempered child, Yushang Yuu responded simply. He stretched out his index finger and hooked it towards Echizen Ryoma.

bring it on……

Speaking of provocation, Shang Shan Yu expressed that he could show the same posture that he used to mix in the street field.

Echizen's brows were frowned, and the provocative gesture that Yusong Yu suddenly showed made him quite unhappy.

Bang!

Toss the ball to draw the pat, all in one go.

Echizen's serve this time was more than twice as fast as the somewhat showy external spin serve before.

Although only the basic skills of serving, Echizen Ryoma still performed quite perfectly.

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