Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

The speed of the super half-volley completely contained the counterattack of Kikumaru just now.

But in the next scene, Shiobe frowned and frowned.

Kikumaru in the backcourt seemed like an unknown prophet and rushed to the top of the tennis ball where he hit the sideline at a dazzling speed.

"Kikumaru beam!"

Bang!

Kikumaru's racket stretched from the side of his moving foot and volleyed the tennis ball back at a tricky angle.

"This round must be won!"

Seeing this tennis ball far away from him, a ruthless look flashed in Shinto's eyes.

"Lightning half volley!"

Shiihu Liang roared in his heart.

The muscles in his legs squirmed, leaving a gray afterimage of his entire body on the court.

Unlike Kikumaru's clone, this is the speed produced by a real sprint burst.

A cloud of smoke rose up on the ground of the stadium, and Shioto Ryo's soles seemed to rub against a burnt smell.

"I accept this ball!"

Bang!

Before Shioto Ryo's voice fell, the tennis ball was like a bright white light beam, directly penetrating the defense line of both Oishi and Kikumaru.

"40-0!"

Shido Ryo stood proudly on the court.

He has not defeated the homophonic combination. The only thing he cares about right now is the effect of the exchange of front guards, Oishi and Kikumaru.

It stands to reason that the strengths of the two are completely opposite. The master is good at backcourt defense, while Kikumaru is better at volleying at the net.

With a mind left, time won't allow Ryo to think so much.

He looked back at Feng Chang Taro, who nodded calmly.

If the next ball is Oishi...

Bang!

"Game, Ice Emperor Academy, 3-2!"

"Exchange venue!"

The referee's voice fell, and the audience on the sidelines breathed a sigh of relief.

In the small game just now, the situation has changed a bit too quickly. They thought that Qingxue had found a way to break the game, but they didn't expect to be suppressed by the Ice Emperor in a blink of an eye.

"So strong, this is the clash of top teams!"

Kamio only felt sweaty in the palm of his hand, and the golden combination that easily defeated them was also caught in a predicament in the face of the powerful strength of the Ice Emperor.

"Hey...someone who is not serious seems to have made a mistake again."

Shiba Saori watched the rhythm on the court and still controlled the ice emperor's hands, and did not forget to bury Echizen Minojiro.

She still can't forget the pornographic magazine that flew to her feet that day.

"Azhi..."

Inoue Mamoru a little embarrassed and smiled at Echizen Minojiro.

Middle-aged man, he can still understand one or two things, after all, as long as he is an individual, he will inevitably have some special hobbies.

"Ah, do you talk about me again?"

Echizen Minajiro pretended not to understand, and looked over with a pure face.

On the face of it, these two people would be his opponents.

After some manipulation, Shiba Saori and Inoue were speechless.

Slowly, Inoue Mori changed the subject and asked, "Does Mr. Minajiro still think this youth society will win?"

Echizen Minamijiro brushed his ears indifferently. He pointed to the Qingxue duo who was about to play below and said: "When you understand the formation of these two little guys, you will understand."

"Team type?" A hint of doubt flashed in Inoue's eyes. "Although it is indeed strange to swap the front and back guards, isn't this the Australian formation?"

"Stupid!" Echizenan naturally laughed unceremoniously: "This is not an Australian formation, but a field of doubles."

The field of doubles? !

Inoue's spirit was shocked. It was the first time he heard of such a term.

"Mr. Minamijiro..."

"Just look at it for yourself."

Before Inoue Mori asked, he was interrupted by Echizen Minajiro.

His hands were inserted into the sleeves of his loose robes again, and a pair of divine eyes flashed with nostalgia.

In the past, Neon also had a pair of girl groups that pushed the field of doubles to the limit.

"I don't know if that mother-in-law is okay all these years." Echizen Minajiro only recalled for a moment.

At that time he was playing tennis abroad, and this veteran who won the World Championship doubles champion also gave him some support.

The eyes of several people refocused on the stadium.

In the Qingxue serving game, it is difficult for Ryoto to have any good chances to play.

Because most of the counterattacks had been fed to Feng Chang Taro by the opponent.

No, it's not right.

Shiido Ryo glanced at the big stone still standing silently in the front court.

It should be said that Kikumaru completed the siege of Fengchang Taro alone.

The phantom of the clone that appeared at that time and disappeared from time to time directly put a lot of pressure on Feng Chang Taro who hit the ball frequently.

Bang!

The last match point of this game was played from Kikumaru's hands.

Shioto's bright eyes moved slightly.

In the first two rounds, he has already used explosive lightning half-volleys.

This time he stopped making sharp slaps either. The racket in his palm deflected a bit, and he slapped directly from the bottom of the tennis ball.

A beautiful parabolic arc crossed the middle net. This is an appropriate midfield lob.

The location of the tennis ball seemed awkward, as if it was hitting Dashi, but Kikumaru seemed to be able to pick it up.

When the other party is in the coherent state, there is no need for much communication, and one person will inevitably be able to pick him up, but even so, his goal is successfully achieved.

Now, he has seen how disgusting this formation is.

Originally, Dashi, who had good endurance and broad vision, should be defending in the backcourt. As an avant-garde, he wasted the good characteristics of overall planning and checking for missing deficiencies.

but! !

When Kikumaru made up for the lack of physical strength and the two were in sync, his transformation has become a cornerstone of controlling the entire stadium.

The wide-angle field of vision allows Dashi to see in the fastest possible time for all the shots from the opposite side, and then use the ability of coherence to convey information.

Oishi and Kikumaru want to complete a certain tactical arrangement next, it is really only between the two of them!

Huh!

Unlike what Yu Shito Ryo estimated, Dashi and Kikumaru jumped high together.

The rackets of the two were held and smashed, giving people a feeling of overlap that he and Xiang Ri had used before.

"Kikumaru rocket bomb!"

At the moment when Shinto Ryo and Feng Chang Taro were in a trance, Kikumaru's shouting drew them back to reality.

Bang!

A ball of golden light blasted at his feet, and the tennis ball bounced high off their court.

"Game, Youth Academy, 3-3!"

After falling behind, Oishi and Kikumaru high-five to celebrate.

After their original formation unfolded, they felt that their doubles system had become more complete.

The various tactics accumulated in the past, regardless of the various formations, have been cleverly integrated into the current formation.

"The seniors are so amazing!"

A trace of admiration and admiration flashed in Kato's eyes.

Such a golden combination suddenly overlapped with the situation that he had originally imagined in his mind.

Horio straightened his chest and smiled proudly on the side: "I've seen this type of team of senior Oishi and Kikumaru in the book before. This is a super difficult type of doubles match, called the Australian formation!"

Gan smiled while listening to Horio's popular science, and did not refute it. The first grade always needs some new vitality.

Moreover, the other party didn't say anything wrong, but in his heart, this formation had a new name, called: Dashi's Domain.

In the seventh round of the game, when Ryo Shiido served the round, Qingxue took the lead in breaking serve in this tug-of-war.

The score came directly to 4-3!

"The situation is really upside down..."

Inoue Shouweiwei looked to her side in surprise, only to find that the figure had already disappeared.

By the coach bench.

Coach Sakura frowned and thought for a while, and said: "The lineup opposite is not invincible, Shido, your outburst, and Feng, your serve."

"In the serve game, play fast and slow, specialize in dashi, and make room when receiving the serve, giving Shioto a chance to explode."

The two nodded solemnly.

It was also proposed by Coach Sakura, they are one of the few opportunities to win.

In the face of a high-speed explosive ball, there will still be a situation where the opponent is not powerful enough.

Soon, the game continued.

The Ice Emperor also changed his previous benevolent style, and the rhythm of the game became ups and downs.

He played a defensive counterattack on the opposite serve, relying on Shido Ryo's intermittent bursts to seek opportunities. Once it's the serving game on his side, the whole rhythm is suddenly accelerated.

Bang!

"5-3"

...

Bang!

"4-5!"

...

This unpredictable style started to make Dashi feel a little strenuous.

ten minutes later.

"Lightning half volley!"

Shiido Ryo gritted his teeth, his body swept across the court again, his sweat-soaked face full of determination.

Bang!

The power of tennis is undiminished, and it is directly embedded in the iron net as a protection.

"Game, Ice Emperor Academy, 5-5!"

Break, the score equalized...

Many students in the first and second grades of Qingxue only feel that their hearts are jumping to their throats.

Just now, it was clear that they had reached the match point on their side, only one point was short of the last point, and the first game was about to be won.

As a result, Shido Ryo was beaten back abruptly.

"Eiji, sorry..."

"Dashi, needless to say this."

Kikumaru was panting slightly with sweat, and the dashi looked more like he had been fished out of the water.

So far, this game has been going on for at least an hour and a half.

They must maintain the same tune, but also maintain a high-intensity team and organize offenses. This is an arduous test for both the heart and the body.

On the opposite side of the stadium, Bingdi's situation was not much better.

The tears in Fengchang Taro's eyes were rolling, and he looked at Shinto Ryo's worn out shoes with blue smoke, and...

"Shito-senpai, your feet..."

At this time, Shinto Ryo's calf muscles were already trembling, and the blue veins on the calf were clearly visible.

"I'm fine."

Shido Liang squeezed these words from the gap between his teeth, his teeth now need to be up and down against each other, otherwise he doesn't know if he can stick to it.

There is no gap for them to rest, and the opponent is ready to kick-off.

"Hua Di, ask the support team to prepare ice packs for cold compresses."

With a cold face, Trace Department waved to the Huadi behind him.

"Yes."

The latter nodded silently, and left behind Trace.

Qingxue, as expected, has become a very difficult opponent.

Tracebe looked at the court intently, and couldn't help but think of the joke that Shang Shun Yu had made in his mind!

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