Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

"congratulations."

In front of the net, Qianshi stretched out his palm with some fatigue.

He has done his best in this game, however, sometimes late efforts can no longer make up for the lost time.

The words that Shang Shan Yu said to him two years ago, somehow came to his ears again.

When you feel repented and want to catch up, you realize that someone who is better than you has already laid a solid foundation.

"Goodbye at the Kanto Contest."

Forbearance did not say too much comforting words, the outcome on the court is often so ruthless and cruel.

If they hadn't set such a goal at the beginning, and had experienced failure in the first year, maybe he would not have gone to this level.

"At the end of the game, Bingdi Academy won the game and the score was 3-0!"

The referee's voice just fell.

"Oh oh oh!"

The ice emperor's cheerleading team set off a wave of cheers like a tide.

The match against Shanchu directly shattered all the gossip from the outside world. The one or two clowns jumping up and down had no idea which corner they were hiding in.

"Coach, congratulations."

The accompaniment of the old man shook hands with the gracious coach, and he lost to the Bingdi. He was mentally prepared for a while, and he really didn't have very good cards to play in his hand.

"Praise it, every time I play against you, I benefit a lot." Coach Sakura said with a humble smile.

Accompaniment, an old senior in tennis, still deserves his true respect.

Last time the other party said that he would recommend Ajutsu, this promise soon became a reality. For optimistic younger generations, elders have also given their greatest support.

"Nothing, strong is strong." The old companion squinted and smiled, and then turned around and asked jokingly: "Besides, do you want to consider my previous proposal again?"

Coach Sakura was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered what the other party was saying. He pondered for a moment, then smiled and shook his head.

"Haha, it's a pity, it's a pity...Then coach Sakura, goodbye, I look forward to playing against you in the Kanto Contest."

Coach Sakura silently watched the old man walk towards the mountain with his hands behind his back. He always felt that the old man's back seemed a bit lonely.

...

"Sure enough, if the Ice Emperor team makes a move, Yamabuki still doesn't have any interesting opportunities."

"In this way, we didn't get much useful information."

On the stands, Dashi sighed softly.

In fact, he really wanted to see Tracebu or Ajutsu's move.

"Dashi, don't be bitter."

Kikumaru shrugged and exhilarated, "At least today we are much more relaxed than the other party."

"Speaking of Yinhua's surrender should be inseparable from someone, right?"

Pushing the glasses, a strange white light flashed on the lenses.

"Yes, but thanks to our little bit, I heard that he seems to be a hero to save the United States."

Kikumaru raised his hand and instantly attracted the attention of others.

They are still very interested in such topics. Even Dashi, who was worried at first, pricked up his ears.

"It's Ryugasaki Sakura... um um..."

Before Kikumaru's words were finished, Ryoma put one hand on his mouth.

The latter bulged his cheeks, glanced at the group of seniors who were snickering with a pair of cat eyes, and walked out of the court with his bag on his back.

"Youth!"

Looking into the distance, Taocheng uttered an emotional sigh.

However, before he could finish pretending, he felt a throbbing pain in his lower abdomen.

"Uh, uh..." He held his abdomen with both hands and shrank into a shrimp. He looked up and found that it was Hai Tang Xun Zheng Shi Shi Ran walking in front of him.

"Idiot, you are blocking my way."

Haitang went down with an elbow, not forgetting to despise it.

Suddenly, Taocheng's eyes burst into flames, "Smelly Lion Majesty!!"

"Why, do you want to fight?"

"Just hit it, come on!"

...

Looking at the noisy and noisy people who are gradually moving away, Kikumaru put his hands behind his head and chuckled, "Their relationship is really good."

"Yes."

Fuji squinted his eyes and laughed softly.

The worries of the Qingxue crowd were quietly suppressed in such a trouble-free farce.

Three days later.

The venue of the Men's Division of the Tokyo Metropolitan Contest.

After nearly two weeks of screening, the Tokyo Metropolitan Contest finally ushered in the finals.

Early in the morning, the tennis park began to become lively.

Even Fudo Peak, who regretted losing in the quarterfinals before, arrived here all together.

Qingxue and Bingdi, in the last two years, can be regarded as one of the most anticipated duels.

In addition, Kanagawa next door is also the same as last time, with three teenagers who are investigating intelligence.

"I said Kirara, why do you have to die this time and come with us. I remember you weren't interested in gathering intelligence before?"

An interesting smile appeared on Nioh's face.

Kihara, who was walking next to Nioh and Liu Sheng, had a stiff face, and said stiffly, "I want you to take care of it, I just want to see how the ice emperor's strength is!"

The game in Kanagawa Prefecture ended two days ago. They won the championship steadily, and he naturally has free time to consider other things.

And the last time he was so embarrassed, naturally he wouldn't tell anyone in the ministry.

Especially this senior Nioh who loves to tease him, he knew about this, I am afraid that he will not be able to hold his head in front of him for the rest of his life.

Nioh's indigo eyes flickered, and he and his friend looked at each other.

Liu Sheng immediately understood, a bright light flashed on the white lens, and quietly nodded.

This secret exchange between the two, only the stupid kid Kirara didn't know at all.

"Forget it, you don't want to say, then I won't ask more." Nioh said pretendingly.

Kirara breathed a sigh of relief.

When he came this time, what he wanted to see most was whether the arrogant first-year kid from Qingxue had fulfilled the cruel words that Ajiutsu had given him.

In addition, he also wanted to take a good look at the opponent's strength. He didn't pay attention at the beginning, but in retrospect, isn't the brilliance of that kid in the state of selflessness?

The so-called knowing oneself and the enemy, he will naturally take back the cruel words he let go!

The three of them followed the large group and came to the competition venue together.

At this time, Bingdi and Qingxue's team members had already arrived at the venue of the game, preparing for the game.

Although there is only one word difference between the champion and the runner-up, the meaning is very different. Many people in Qingxue are the last chance to hit this champion.

Even if you know it's difficult, you still have hope in your heart.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the broadcast sounded punctually:

"Next, the final of the Tokyo Metropolitan Tournament is about to start. Bingdi Academy will play against Youth Academy. The first match will be the doubles number two."

"From Youth Academy Oishi Hideichiro and Kikumaru Eiji, against Shido Ryo and Hochotaro from Ice Emperor Academy."

Hearing the sound of the broadcast, many people were surprised when browsing.

Is it a golden combination?

A smile appeared on Nioh's face, and it seemed that Qingxue's lineup had changed unexpectedly.

On the coaching bench, Coach Ryugasaki glanced at the next door. No matter what, this time, it was an attempt made by their youth school.

at the same time.

At the entrance of the tennis park appeared a wretched man wearing a black temple robes and a gray cloth scarf around his head.

As if he were a thief, he looked around a few times, and then sneaked towards the playing field.

However, not long after he left.

The Yiliang bus stopped at the gate of this tennis park.

Two handsome teenagers got out of the car, one smiling and the other grim.

Their eyes crossed for a moment, and the harmonious atmosphere on the bus at the beginning had long since disappeared.

"Today's weather is suitable for the game, isn't it, Tezuka."

"Um……"

The figures of the two walked inside under the gaze of the other person in the car.

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