Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

The patter of light rain, unknowingly, rained for more than half an hour.

Just when the organizers decided to postpone it, a bright golden light was transmitted through the thick clouds.

"The rain is going to stop..."

Gan raised his head, and the originally dense rain curtain became thinner almost at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Finally, one drop, two drops...

After all, the dark clouds containing water vapor were slowly dissipated by the May sun.

What was left was the crystal clear drops of water hung on the verdant trees.

The occasional drop, the ripples that drop on the puddle, are like the mood of the two teams at this time.

Fifteen minutes later.

After the staff cleaned up the water stains on the court, the referee once again returned to the high chair of the middle net.

at the same time.

The loud broadcast sound also sounded on the Mushangyou Stadium No. 3:

"Next, the singles No. 3 match is about to start, with the help of the Youth Academy, Fujiu, and the Fudomine Middle School Tachibana Ping!"

"Please enter both players!"

"It's great, it's the first senior who will be on the court, and this one will definitely be fine."

Before the game started, Horio had already burst into laughter.

In the previous school trials, they had seen the match between Fuji and Echizen, and at this time they had put Fuji in a super high position in their hearts.

"I remember that when I was playing against Echizen, there were still a few of the six kinds of counterattacks that Fujie hadn't shown."

Kato also has a touch of admiration on his face.

Sitting on the bench, Echizen listened to the words of these three people, and couldn't help but collapsed and curled his mouth.

The supporting role in that scene was him.

"Minister, it seems you still miscalculated."

Hearing the sound of the broadcast, Shinji Itake opened his eyes, and said in pieces.

The tactics they formulated for this game are placed in the first 4 games, but it is clear that Qingxue has also made strategic adjustments.

"No." Tachibana stood up suddenly, took off his black coat on the upper body, "It might be a good thing for me to meet this guy."

Orange knew very well that at this stage, if the rest of them met the best in singles, they would definitely have no chance of winning.

"Furthermore, the genius will help the second week...I wanted to fight him a long time ago."

Ju Juping gently confided her heart, and her aura rose little by little.

"minister……"

The other people's faces were slightly stunned. Seeing the orange flat like this, they seemed to have seen it again, the tall figure who stood in front of them and confronted the school team's bastards.

"Really." A different emotion flashed in Shinji Itake's eyes. He raised his head to look at Tachibana and said: "Come on, Minister!"

"Come on Minister!"

...

The rest of the Fudo Peak's faces flushed red, and they all encouraged and cheered.

"The breath of the beast really hasn't regressed!"

On the stands, Chitose Qianli had a long smile on his mouth, and the fact that orange Juping was in a state of not growing, gave him a feeling of fright.

Next door to Fudo Peak.

Everyone in Qingxue is not much better. Most of their previous impressions of Jujuping are still in doubles.

Unexpectedly, I haven't seen him for half a year, and I will encounter such a majestic momentum again.

"Fuji senior."

Just before Fuji was about to enter the field, Echizen leaned forward and stopped the opponent, "Come on."

"good."

The two looked at each other, and each saw what each other wanted in each other's eyes.

Echizen's thinking was very simple, but he hoped that Fujie would not lose to others before being defeated by him.

...

"At the beginning of the game, the ball will be served from Fudongfeng's Jujuping, and the game will end!"

After guessing the side, the two stood still in the backcourt.

Da Da, Da Da!

Tachibana tentatively tapped the tennis ball with his racket to test the strength and height of the tennis ball's bounce.

After the rain, although the court has gotten dry to a certain extent, the rainwater that seeped in the court before will still have a big impact on the receiving and hitting of the ball.

In their level of competition, even an inconspicuous detail will often determine the outcome of a game.

After four or five rounds, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

With a snap, the tennis ball was firmly held in his palm.

"Fuji, it's coming!"

Ho!

Ju Juping gave a soft drink, and the momentum on his body rolled. After being thrown by him for a moment, the tennis ball was slammed down by his right hand, which he held the pat!

A beam of golden light that was almost eye-catching flashed. The sound of hissing twisting sounded in Fuji's front left.

Whoosh!

The tennis rebounded and went straight to the boundary of a backhand.

"What a great side spin."

The azure blue in Fuji's eyes flashed. The mobilization of this ball is not weaker than the topspin, but he doesn't have too many choices.

Step on!

The footsteps moved quickly to the backhand side a few steps, Buer's racket was raised to the shoulder of his left hand, and it lightly fished against the tennis ball in the air.

Click!

The tennis ball brushed the surface of the net and was knocked back by Fuji with a subtle backhand cut.

The arc of flight drawn by the ball in the air is enough for him to have more time to adjust his body position.

However, Tachibana Jiping is naturally not a general one, and he found out his intentions at a glance.

The ball served in the opening meant that he had constructed a trap.

No matter which method is used, it will fall into one of the offensive tactics he has prepared.

Tatata!

Her eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and while Tachibana sprinted forward, the momentum she had accumulated since the beginning was also spread out.

Rejecting his breath and concentrating, his body leaped forward.

Orange's black and red breath surged, the racket in his hand was on his waist, and his hands were directed at the tennis ball to make a cross!

Bang!

The explosion of air shook the water stains on the surface of the tennis ball into thousands of fine droplets.

The air ring spread out from the surface of the racket, and a dark red light wrapped the tennis ball, which bounced directly from the bottom line of Bu'er's right hand.

Cang Dang!

The Horio trio who stood behind Fuji took a step back in shock. The tennis ball that was hit back by the other side just now was deeply embedded in the iron net in front of them.

"This is... terrible!"

Horio trembled twice. Just now, he seemed to have seen a fierce lion, leaping and biting in his direction.

Echizen sat down and looked solemnly at the man standing in the front court. At this time, the opponent's breath exploded fiercely, firmly pressing the Fuji Senpai on the spot.

"No two, don't disappoint my expectations!"

Tachibana used his fingers to sort out the net in his hand. His voice was domineering and compelling, but unconsciously convincing.

The fire is fully fired as soon as it comes up.

Ju Juping used this way to tell everyone that the former Kyushu Lion King never disappeared, he just led a group of young lions back again!

Fuji's eyes opened silently. Although he did not make any response, this action was more convincing than ever.

"Don't take it carelessly."

In his mind, Tezuka's words sounded again.

Bang!

There was a trembling.

Once again, the tennis was played from Ju Juping's hands.

Looking at the tennis ball flying to his backhand side again, Fuji's eyes were cold.

The so-called reciprocity.

Since the opponent has shown a posture from the beginning, he will naturally no longer be polite.

Snapped!

He twisted his second-hand wrist and cut into the tennis ball at an ingenious angle. He allowed the tennis ball to slide across the entire racket surface, and finally turned it over again amazingly.

Stabbed loudly.

The tennis ball pulled out a white light in mid-air. The extremely fierce rotation made Orange's face change slightly.

He had seen this trick during the training camp!

Tachibana squatted sideways, his arm directly pressed the racket to an extremely low level, and a rapid topspin lob came from the bottom of the tennis ball.

call out!

The tennis ball climbed sharply, pulling out a steep parabolic arc.

Everyone's eyes on the sidelines moved with the trajectory of the tennis ball.

Can you pass? !

Not only did Orange Ping have no spectrum in his heart, but the group of Qingxue's Zhengxuan also had no spectrum in their hearts.

It was the first time they saw someone crack the guardian of the one hundred-armed giant in this way.

Although the ball is said to be unable to cross the net, this curved lob is still unavoidable.

Whizzing!

Under their gaze, the pale yellow tennis ball suddenly changed, as if it was pulled down by some force, and it fell directly against the middle net.

"15-15!"

Fudo Peak frowned, while Qingxue let out a sigh of relief.

"The guardian of a hundred-armed giant has a well-deserved reputation." Orange looked at the landing tennis ball, and said to Fuer.

"Each, each other."

Fujie replied somewhat coldly.

簌簌~

After the rain, the wind was very strong.

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