Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

"What a terrible power!"

At the side, Shisa Ori, who was taking pictures, stopped the action in his hand. Not to mention that the ball was to be picked up, or he would be injured if he was not careful.

Fuer's brows on the court tightened, and this blow was almost indistinguishable from the brutal bloody light of Ajiuzin at the beginning.

"The second stage of breath?"

He knew very well that in their youth exchange game last year, a player on the American team used a three-stage breath.

Put, close, condense!

As long as this road reaches the stage where the aura is solidified, it is considered to have entered the world.

and……

Boom boom boom!

Seeing the tennis ball crashing down around his body, Fuji's eyes became more solemn.

The trouble with this ball is not the second stage of the breath, but the change. In his perception through the airflow, each of these balls is a real tennis ball.

It may not be difficult for him to receive one or two goals, four or five goals is not a particularly big problem, but eight or nine goals...

It's not just the multi-ball streak in the U17 training camp in a simple sense.

"You have to feel more clearly!" The pupil in Fuji's eyes settled.

Before waiting for the people on the side to recover from their surprise, Jujuping seemed to be angry, his body leaped high, and the racket in his hand fell sharply.

Bang!

"Game, Tachibana, 3-2!"

"Exchange venue!"

Looking at the helpless Fu Zhousuke, after taking a few breaths, Ju Juping straightened up and strode towards their position of Immovable Peak.

That fierce and domineering aura immediately impressed many people's minds.

Echizen Ryoma blinked a few times. He hadn't reacted from the first ball received by Fujie before, but he saw a second, more terrifying change.

Although it seems that the number of balls changed compared to the ball flurry, it is obvious that even if it is not two, it is not easy to handle.

"Lion dance..."

Echizen muttered silently twice in his own heart. In his mind, if he was the number three in singles today, would he be able to support it in the hands of the opposite person?

There was a moment of silence.

Although he didn't want to admit it, the answer in his heart told him that he couldn't.

Now that these two people are playing this kind of tennis, he may only be able to touch a little bit. For some reason, he suddenly felt a little irritable in his heart, and his legs shook slightly.

After a minute and a half.

Fuji and Tachibana walked onto the court again.

Compared to the fierce collision at the beginning, it seems to be much calmer now, but there are still a few people who frowned. Only they can understand how dangerous the next confrontation will be.

Every ball, every point, may affect the change of the situation.

Pop, pop.

Fuji squeezed the tennis ball twice, feeling a few wisps of breeze from his hair, his complexion changed abruptly.

"The Song of Wind...Sakura!"

Bang!

The direction of the wind seems to have changed, and the tennis ball has bounced off the side of the orange under the beautiful scenery of Sakura flowers.

"Good serve."

Chitose Qianli glanced at Fuji carefully, and let out a soft sigh: "And the aura on his body has become completely different."

His eyes were shining with Yingying's brilliance, and he was very keenly aware of a certain change in the aura on Fuji's body.

Ju Juping condensed his breath with all his strength. He stretched out his hand and touched his shoulders, and suddenly found that his sleeves seemed to have been cut with a long slender gap by a knife.

"It's a good one!" He praised in a deep voice.

If it was said that the former Buer Zhousuke was unchanging, and silently resolved all his tricks and attacks, then the current Buer Zhousuke is sharp and aggressive.

This wisp of wind that wants to destroy everything is the best proof.

Bang!

"30-0!"

...

Bang!

"3-3!"

The four simple Ace balls made Qingxue directly relieved some people who were worried.

Fuji Senpai is still the reassuring Fuji Senpai.

"Minister, he can't even react..." Kamio's face no longer has any joy.

Now the duel between the two is like playing cards, and the genius opposite Qingxue seems to never finish playing his hole cards. Whenever their minister turns over a card, he will be firmly pressed by the other party.

"Continue to become stronger. Even if we lose this time, we will grow to the point where we can help the Minister as soon as possible."

Shinji Itake was still so calm.

But his words were like a bundle of firewood, and they were thrown into the hearts of the people of Mount Fudo Peak that was already burning.

Working behind closed doors is far better than broadening their horizons. The matchup with Qingxue showed them many shortcomings.

"But the Minister hasn't lost yet, which means we still have a chance..." Just when everyone was fighting high, Shinji Itake said lightly, "Even if the Minister loses, we will still have a chance." There are two games, the game is not over, everything is possible."

His speech directly mobilized the emotions of the people at Fudo Peak.

"It seems that you also have a group of good teammates."

Hearing this, Tachibana's face showed a proud smile.

Hum!

The breath on his body swelled, and the fighting spirit in his eyes didn't decay in the slightest.

"No two, come again!"

Orange roared flatly, and the dark red light full of violent aesthetics bounced out of his racket again.

Bang!

Like a bullet, the sharp shadow of the ball fell on the corner of the receiver.

Fictitious and real, unexpectedly temporarily gave up the opportunity to use the lion dance.

There was a hint of surprise in Fuji's eyes. It can be said that Juju Ping has a good control of the rhythm of the game.

Quickly chasing him to the top of the tennis ball at the corner, Fuji raised his arm and slammed everything.

As he had thought before, it was only the second stage of breath, and for him at this stage, it was not a difficult thing.

A touch of green softness passed on the racket, and the tennis ball shook slightly, and the black and red light on it was shaken away.

"Phoenix flashes back!"

Fuer whispered, and the topspin that came with the tennis ball after it bounced was clearly captured by him in this state.

Shoo!

The tennis ball was caught in a slight wind and passed the net quietly at an incredible speed.

"Unexpected topspin."

The pupils in Ju Juping's eyes paused, and then a smug smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

His body brought out a dazzling black afterimage. As he ran, his right hand was pulled back while his left hand was on one side, so that the body was always kept in the most coordinated state.

Ho!

Although he was rushing to thunder, Ju Juping made a sudden stop before the trajectory of the tennis ball, and his body suddenly stopped in place.

The racket in his hand was horizontal, and the strong inertia accumulated from the stagnation for a second or two drove his body to a twisted swing of nearly ninety degrees.

"coming!"

In Fuji's eyes, he was also full of vigor, and then he made a move that surprised everyone.

Tatata!

Wrapped in the strong wind, his ankle turned, and his body suddenly rushed towards the net.

"Rush away lion!"

The moment this burst sounded, eight or nine terrifying black and red lights were about to crash down in the midfield.

"No two, be careful!"

Dashi roared nervously, and Echizen, who had been sitting aside, also stood up in awe.

If this ball is hit by Fuji Senpai head-on...

On the stands, Chitose's eyes were a little dazed, and the gesture of orange swinging seemed to overlap with the blonde and orange flat figure.

Feeling his faintly beating right eyelid, he couldn't help pursing his mouth.

"Bu Er Zhousuke is indeed very strong, but he shouldn't underestimate this lion king from Kyushu." At the beginning of the month, he also had a gloomy face and a look of dissatisfaction.

But at this time, Bu Er off the court did not have time to pay attention to the others.

"The wind's interlude... Aoi Chuuxue!"

The terrifying wind pressure whizzed past Tang Juping, and the gloom he shot out seemed to be stagnated in the air.

Bang!

With a blast, the Huang Cancan tennis ball appeared unmistakably in Buer's racket net.

This is the unfinished interlude after the game between him and Tezuka in the forest.

"15-0!"

The referee's voice fell, but at this time the eyes of all the audience had fallen on the elegant figure standing indifferently in front of the net.

"Wind..."

Ju Juping murmured softly, thinking of the previous serve, he suddenly raised his head and looked towards Fuer, "Is that the way to go further?"

"Well, it's the wind..."

Fuji stretched out his left hand in the air, as if stroking something, a small smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he nodded slightly.

He just came to a new starting point.

...

After twenty minutes.

The two returned to the starting point and shook hands friendly in the middle of the net.

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