Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

Echizen Minajiro's originally squinted eyelids lifted upward, and a smile flicked across his dark brown eyes.

"Oh, it's really strange. Today I know how to respect your father and me."

Echizen Nanjiro loosened his toes and exerted a slight force on his waist, he turned around and sat down. He looked at the serious Ryoma in front of him, and showed a somewhat bewitching smile.

Echizen Ryoma pursed his mouth and didn't speak, but just kept watching him like this.

Looking at the stubborn look in his son's eyes, Minami Jiro put away his smile, propped his chin with one hand and said, "Smelly boy, the look is very good."

The smile on his face gradually diminished, and then stood up, "If you want to become stronger, then I will reluctantly accompany you to move your muscles and bones."

"thanks……"

Long pulled his hat, and then threw a tennis ball directly from Kabuto.

Bang!

Bang!

In the courtyard, fierce ball hitting sounded from time to time. If you listen carefully, there is occasionally one or two ridicules of Echizen Minajiro.

He said it was pointing, but getting along with Echizen Ryoma like this has unknowingly become a habit of him.

Nanako came out of the room with the washed clothes and saw this scene in front of her. She couldn't help but muttered, and whispered softly, "Uncle is really..."

...

In early April, the Sakura flower blooms.

The neon middle school students who have gone through parting and vacation will return to school again.

At the same time, this is also the first semester of advancement each year. Those originally immature primary school students will cross a threshold and formally enter the middle school campus.

Bingdi Academy Tennis Club.

Both Hiyiro and Fengchangtaro, who were in charge of enrollment, were a little tired.

Unsurprisingly, more people signed up for the tennis club this year than they did last year.

However... it seems that there are no outstanding talents.

"I think most of them are rushing to the title of our champions. After all, being able to join the clubs that have won national championships can add to their resumes in the future."

Shinzu pushed his glasses and walked in from the door of the tennis club. He has been observing since the registration. Although there are many people who are really willing to join the tennis club, most of them may just come to join in the fun.

"Ninju-senpai."

Feng Changtaro said hello obediently, and then he picked up the registration form with some worry.

"Leave this matter to the trace department for headaches. He has been busy with the work of the student union recently."

"If you are too slack, I will be pulled down from the throne!"

Hijiru put his arms around his chest, his tone seemed to be slightly dissatisfied.

"Hiyoshi, Atobe's private practice, but no less than any of us."

The corner of Shinzu's mouth hooked. Although he understood that this was Hijiru's concern in disguised form, his awkward attitude could make him pretend not to know.

After being stunned by the senior.

If the diary's face was overcast, he didn't speak any more.

Feng Changtaro on the side smiled secretly, and then he looked at Ninzu and asked: "By the way, Ninzu-senpai, have you seen the shirt-seniors and them?"

"You mean the guy in the shirt and Ajutsu?"

A white light flashed on Shinobu's glasses.

Feng Chang Taro nodded. He originally thought that for such an important thing today, Jackie Yu would come over and take a look.

"That guy, I guess he went out to practice with Ajiuzin again."

"Is that so?"

A trace of envy flashed in Feng Changtaro's eyes, he actually really hoped to get Uesugi Yu's guidance and training.

Before, his heavy shot serve was perfected day by day under the guidance of Yu Yu.

"The place where the shirt is going next is not easy, so even if it is him, he will be a little nervous."

After holding his feet in a deep thought for a moment, he said cautiously.

Even if I only spent a short period of time in U17 and Houshan, I have already felt a full sense of oppression in Shinjuku.

Not to mention that Shang Xian You still has to go out on an expedition, and engage in a confrontation with various geniuses abroad. On that stage, facing high school students may be the norm.

Both Hiyiro and Fengchangtaro became silent, to a degree that is far from their reach.

Indoor training ground.

Bang!

The ground trembled fiercely, and a huge roar echoed in this confined venue.

"Ajiuzin, the strength control is still too bad, can you only reach this level with just hitting the ball?"

Jackie Yu's words made Akutsu's eyes shrink. In his somewhat surprised gaze, the bright light was perfectly absorbed by Jackie Yu's racket.

Then, the next moment!

call out! !

The tennis ball is like a flame, leaving a blazing trail in the air.

It went straight through Ajutsu's racket, but he didn't even feel the slightest force.

"Is this another advancement of the sweet spot?"

Ajutsu stopped the movement of his hand, looked at the shirt Yuu and asked the doubt in his heart.

Compared to the devastating light shot given to him by Byodoin, although Yuu Yuu's counterattack did not have that shocking feeling, its power has undoubtedly become more terrifying.

"Yes, nor is it." A mysterious smile appeared on Shang Shan Yu's face. "This may be called a realm of kendo."

"Strength moves with the heart, and lifts the weight lightly."

A gleam of light flicked through his eyes, and Ajujin was stunned.

"If you lift the weight lightly?"

Akutsu chewed the term carefully, flashing back to his mind the various trainings he had usually trained.

Shang Shan Yu's words are very conceptual and ignorant, but he seems to have had this similar experience.

"So, let's practice."

The shirt smiled, before leaving, it was really a good choice to practice with Ajiujin, who already had the strength of a different dimension.

Almost, Almost!

Compared to Echizen Ryoma, who hadn't grown up at all, Akuzu when he graduated this year made him look forward to it even more.

Looking at Akutsu who was still thinking silently, the shirt Yu didn't bother him. Before leaving, he still had some things to follow up with the coach and the god coach.

At the same time, the other side.

After all the enrollment procedures for freshmen are completed, Echizen is preparing to go to the tennis club of the Youth Academy.

After playing against Shang Shan Yu before, he has already had more expectations for the tennis desert of Neon. Since the Ice Emperor is the national champion, then as a national semi-final youth school, there should be very strong powers. .

Just as he was about to leave, a figure with a loud voice stopped him from behind.

"Echizen... wait a minute!"

"?"

When Ryoma turned his head, he saw a man who didn't seem to be very clever running towards him.

The man is about the same height as him, with short dark brown hair turned upside down. What's very interesting is that his two curled eyebrows are connected to form a line.

"You are……?"

"Hey, you are Echizen in my class, right?" The corner of Horio's mouth raised slightly, and he pointed at himself with his thumb up, "My name is Horio, don't look at me like this. I played tennis for two years before, and I used to play tennis for two years. I took classes outside, and this time the new official team member is my goal."

Just when Horio felt that there would be a burst of exclamation and praise, Echizen's figure had already walked to the front for a long time.

"Hey... wait a minute..."

Tightening the two bags on his shoulders, Horio chased after him in a panic.

How could this kid who is about his age play his cards completely unreasonably?

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