Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

On the way back.

Shioto Ryo looked at Jungshou Yuu who was a little surprised, "So, your solicitation for Jungshou failed like this?"

"That's right, that's right."

Shang Shan You smiled and shrugged, "Did you not see, even if I beat him, the other party is still reluctant to come to our Ice Emperor."

"That kid obviously has a good talent, I really don't know what he thinks."

Shioto Liang put his hands behind his head and murmured softly.

As the champion of last year's national competition, Bingdi should logically be particularly attractive, but the opponent seems to want to sing the opposite of the shirt.

"Shiido, he is not only as simple as having a good talent." At the fork in the road, Jacky Yu stopped his steps, his face suddenly became serious, "You should have seen the changes he made on the court just now, right?"

"You mean?"

Shioto Ryo stopped with Shun Yuu, and then recalled carefully.

Although the game seemed to end quickly and easily.

Over the whole process, Yushou Yu perfectly suppressed Echizen Ryoma, but when he changed his perspective from Shang Shanyou to Echizen Ryoma, he understood what Yuu Yu was talking about.

"Rhythm!" His eyes lit up. "Are you talking about rhythm?"

Shang Shan Yu nodded, it seems that Shido Ryo's hard work in the past two years has not been in vain. Not only his strength, but his vision and insight have also been improved.

"From the beginning he couldn't keep up with my rhythm at all. Later, he tried to adjust to keep up with my rhythm every time."

In the top of your mind, recalling the scene of the previous game, "He will constantly adjust and evolve himself in the battle."

After that, the shirt thought for a while and added, "And this seems to have become an instinct for him."

From the initial smashing of the two feet to the smashing of one foot, the external spin serve to the side spin cut, and even in the next few rounds, Echizen Ryoma combined his physical condition to hit a very distinctive smash.

The more the details of the game were replayed with the shirt, Shiido's heart became more and more surprised.

"So, isn't his ability terrifying?"

Imagining that he might face an opponent who is constantly evolving on the court in the future, and he suddenly felt that his head was huge.

"Don't worry." Jackie Yu patted him on the shoulder and joked, "Isn't there one in our team?"

Mito Ryo was taken aback for a moment, and then Akutsu's fierce long face with frowning brows automatically appeared in his mind.

It seems... really fine.

"Don't think about it so much, maybe we'll run into that kid in the big competition."

"Are you still there then?"

Shang Xian Yu looked far away and thought for a while and said: "It may not be too late, but there will be no problem when it comes to the Kanto Competition."

The U17 solicitation order has not yet come down, but the high probability is in mid-to-late April, and the expedition should take about one or two months.

He may not be able to catch up in June's Tokyo Contest, but there is definitely no problem with the July Kanto Contest.

"This year I don't know if our Ice Emperor will bring in some new monsters."

"Let him worry about things like this."

"Yeah, too."

"By the way, the trace department sent me a message just now, and it seems to be very angry at the behavior of the two of us escaping from training."

Shiroto Ryo: "..."

He looked at the shirt Yu with an innocent expression on his face, and suddenly felt that he had been deeply deceived, which was obviously different from what he had said.

...

The other side.

After watching Ryoma get on the tram, Ryugasaki let out a sigh of relief.

Judging from today's situation, Ryoma should eventually follow Echizen Minamijiro's arrangements and join their youth school.

Previously, they were digging in front of the wall, but it embarrassed her.

"Grandma, can you tell me more about tennis?"

Standing on the side obediently, Ryugasaki Sakura pulled her grandma's sleeves and asked happily.

After watching today's tennis match, which was very impactful for him, Ryugasaki Sakura always felt that he should also do something.

"No problem, no problem."

Ryugasaki Sumire couldn't stand the coquettish offensive of his granddaughter at all, and directly raised his hands to express surrender.

"Which aspect do you want to know?"

"Um... let's talk about the Qingxue Grandma you coach first!"

...

Echizen stared blankly at the scenery flashing through the tram window, his heart was far less calm than what he had shown.

Six to zero, and still scoreless.

Even in the end, he might not make the man really serious.

Frustration... and unwillingness...

Unconsciously, the palms of his hands on his knees were already clenched into a firm fist.

Forty minutes later.

"I am back."

"Oh, why did you come back so early today, wouldn't it be that you were eliminated from participating in this game?"

Echizen Minojiro stopped reading the magazine in his hand, and raised an eyebrow at the entrance to Ryoma who was changing shoes.

Bullying and teasing his stupid son every day should be one of his few pleasures.

"Yes……"

Ryoma's behavior was particularly abnormal, and he did not refute, but he directly responded, and walked towards the room upstairs alone.

At this time, the person who was surprised became Echizen Minojiro instead.

The palm of his head slid, his reclining body staggered, and his head almost knocked on the table.

"real?"

Echizen Minajiro asked Ryoma who was already walking on the stairs. The latter's footsteps were just a meal, but he ignored him.

Cang Dang!

After a while, Echizen Minamijiro heard a crisp sound of closing the door.

"What kind of attitude is this brat..."

Echizen Minamijiro curled his lips a little tastefully.

As if thinking of something, he just turned over, picked up the home phone and called.

"Hey old lady, did something accident happen to Longma today?"

"Minami Jiro, don't you guys speak well every time?!"

Instead of waiting for an explanation, a huge roar came from the other end of the phone.

Minami Jiro's eyes were straightened, and he immediately moved the phone away from his ears with two fingers.

"This old woman is still so hot-tempered." He lightly slandered in his heart.

After a while, Echizen Minamijiro heard the whole story from Ryugasaki Sumire.

Hanging up the phone, a serious look appeared in Echizen Minamijiro's eyes. He groped his stubble chin with both hands, as if thinking about something.

Soon, he started to play downstairs by himself.

"Nanako, have you seen the newspaper I received two days ago?"

Hearing her uncle's shout, Takeuchi Nanako poked out a cute head. Just about to say she didn't know, she saw her uncle and made a mess of the house again.

The girl only felt a burst of anger rising from her heart.

"Uncle, you have to clean up here by yourself later."

"Alright, alright, I see."

Minami Jiro waved his hand without looking back.

After searching for a long time, he finally turned from the middle of the two beach photo albums to the newspaper sent to him from the base not long ago.

Don't pay attention to it, he sits directly on the ground among a pile of newspapers and magazines, spreading the newspaper in his hand.

Ten lines at a glance.

After reading it, a keen interest emerged in his eyes.

"Hey, the kid now is really amazing..."

Throwing the newspaper aside casually, he raised his eyes slightly, glanced at the ceiling above his head, and a funny smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The next day, early in the morning.

Echizen Minamijiro lay on his side under the temple bell, yawning and pinched the hemp rope above the bell with his toes.

The bells in the morning and evening are also part of his daily practice.

Just as he closed his eyes and rested his mind.

Echizen Ryoma was wearing red and white short sleeves, a white baseball cap on his head, and a racket with a red frame in his hand, standing silently behind him.

"Dad, I want to be stronger!"

The voice of the young man resounded like a morning bell in this courtyard.

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