Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

The sun is scorching.

With the passage of time, the sun has quietly hung over everyone's heads.

Oishi licked his somewhat dry lips, letting drops of sweat slip off his face, and finally wet the clothes on his chest.

Whoosh!

A tennis ball galloped towards him.

Oishi immediately gave a solemn expression, and quickly glanced at where Feng Chang Taro was hitting back the tennis ball.

"A downward spin at the bottom left border."

"clear!"

The two had the same idea, without any hesitation at all, Kikumaru acted quickly based on the information provided by Dashi.

He bends his knees, kicks on the ground, and one-handed a forward somersault to the side. With the help of this force, his arm suddenly stretched forward.

Bang!

The clear sound of tennis netting sounded on this court.

Immediately afterwards, Kikumaru twisted his waist and threw the tennis ball out like a whip with his arm.

Whoosh!

A group of bright yellow light fell on the bottom line of Shido Ryo and Feng Changtaro's midfield.

"Game, Youth Academy, 7-5!"

"The doubles game ended. Shuichiro Oishi and Eiji Kikumaru from Youth Academy won the game 7 to 5!" The referee announced from the high chair.

His voice just fell, and a huge cheer sounded from the sidelines.

"Oh oh oh!"

"Golden combination!!"

Fuji, Ryoma and others couldn't help showing a happy smile on their faces.

This nearly two-hour battle has finally come to an end here.

"Dashi, good job!"

Kikumaru cheered happily, and then slammed up from the backcourt, but it was Oishi who was staggered by the inertial belt that was pressing up behind him.

Kikumaru only noticed that Dashi's face had become very pale, and the muscles on both legs were trembling slightly.

"It's okay!"

"Huh, I'm okay, we did Eiji!" Dashi took a deep breath, and a bright smile came out from the corner of his mouth.

...

"Coach..."

"Needless to say, the ice pack is ready, let's go down."

Coach Sakura cocked Erlang's legs and interrupted Feng Chang Taro's somewhat self-blaming words with a wave of his hand.

These two people have done well enough.

Feng Changtaro clenched his fist tightly and was silent for a moment. He helped Shinto Liang walked towards the ice emperor's position.

In this game, Shido-senpai shared most of his pressure.

On the side, Trace Department put his arms around his chest, looked at the duo intently and said, "Hua Di~"

"Yes!"

Huadi responded, and at the same time a bucket of ice pack was firmly placed in front of Shido Ryo.

The corner of the latter's mouth twitched slightly, "It doesn't need to be so much, right."

"Don't be long-winded." Trace Department interrupted his words proudly, "Your performance today is too ugly, I don't want to see it again."

Trace Department raised his head and snorted softly.

However, anyone can see that he is just duplicity.

It was probably that the honest boy Feng Chang Taro believed this completely, and he lowered his head in shame.

ten minutes later.

"Next, before the start of the doubles number one match, Sadaji Sadaji and Kaido Kazu of Youth Academy will face Yushi Yushi and Mukai Hiyakeren of Ice Emperor Academy."

"The players from both sides are invited to play."

After the broadcast is over, the audiences who have just relaxed a little tighten their nerves again.

"Shito, see us go and avenge you!"

Xiang Hiyake patted Mito Ryo on the shoulder with a smile, while the latter was doing a cold compress on his knees on the bench.

He and Renzu are also very old partners. They formed a doubles at the beginning, so in this area, Xiang Riyue people's confidence is still very full.

As for forbearance, just a small smile.

The elegant and self-contained posture was fully displayed.

In Qingxue's position, Qian He Haitang walked out together.

The former calmly pushed down his white-lighted glasses, while the latter firmly tightened the dark green turban on his head.

"Haitang, don't have too much pressure."

Gan whispered to the side: "Although the opponent's strength is very strong, as long as we hold it back, there is no chance."

By dragging, he meant that in terms of physical strength, the extra training the two did in private was much more than the usual amount of club training.

Haitang nodded silently, but the expression on his face did not relax too much.

"At the beginning of the game, Qing Xueqian and Haitang serve first, and the game ends!"

With a wave of the referee's big hand, both sides have lined up in their respective halves.

Gan moved to the line of serve, and after lightly pressing a few tennis balls with his palm, he looked up at the sky above the court.

"What's the matter? Are you scared?"

In front of the net, Xiang Riyueren leaped continuously with his feet on his feet, and his eyebrow bangs swayed up and down with his body.

The tone is full of confidence.

There was no sound, and after a while, the white light on the lens flashed.

"Wind speed level one..."

Huh!

He threw the ball upwards with his arms, his knees were like springs, and his kicks were full of force. The whole body was like a tight bow, pouring the power of his whole body into the racket in his hand.

Bang!

A blast resounded across the court.

In an instant, the blast of air vented from his racket, and the compressed to a flat tennis ball left a path for the air to travel through the air.

"what!?"

Xiang Riyue's body stiffened, and when he didn't react at all, the tennis ball flew out of his ears.

His pupils quivered when he received the first serve from the backcourt, and the tennis ball flew past him like a waterfall of Wan Qing.

"15 to 0!"

The strong power of the tennis ball left a clear scratch on the ground.

"This wind, it's time!"

With a dry smile, he pushed his glasses and gave Xiangri the answer to the question just now.

Bang!

The huge water waves splashed at his feet, and Xiang Riyue people seemed to be able to feel the drops of water across his face.

"30 to 0!"

Bang!

"40 to 0!"

With a big effort, he hit three consecutive Ace balls in an unstoppable manner!

"Okay... amazing serve!" Horio opened his mouth and couldn't help feeling, "It's like a huge waterfall spilling out."

"Nagataro, this ball is not much worse than your heavy artillery serve, right?"

On the Ice Emperor's side, Shido Ryo, who was doing the ice pack, was also surprised.

"Yes……"

Feng Chang Taro watched intently, whether there is a gap between the two, I am afraid he also needs to feel it on the court to know.

Hearing the discussion on the side, a faint smile appeared on his dry face, "Good-looking, this is called flying waterfalls!"

He was a little proud.

Then the tennis ball in his hand was thrown up again, just when the silhouette of the tennis ball was covered by the sun with a layer of gold.

"Flying waterfall...leaving the ground!"

Bang!

Qian Jianshuo's arm waved the racket and pressed it down, leaving only a trace of the air wave in mid-air.

Xiang Ri's team uniform was rustled by the late strong wind. When he was asked to look back, the pale yellow tennis ball had already rolled off the iron net behind him.

"Qingxue won this round, the score is 1-0!"

"Isn't it bad, senior!"

Echizen's eyes settled slightly, and a bright smile appeared on his face.

The other side of the court.

Xiang Ri and Shinzu glanced at each other, and the two nodded tacitly.

Although this kind of heavy gun-style serve can really drive momentum. However, this is still a doubles match after all.

When Gan Zhenzhi served again, it was already the fifth round.

After Bingdi gets the ball again.

The frontcourt Xiangri and the backcourt shinzuo lined up in a straight vertical line.

A long-lost change in the Australian formation, the I formation once again appeared on the court.

Bang!

With a sharp tremor, the tennis ball screamed out of Shinzu's hands.

The landing point was the middle position where Haitangxun's legs straddled in the backcourt.

"It turned out to be a frontal attack?"

Gan Gan looked back in surprise, Haitang was indeed a little unexpected facing such a dignified goal.

In a hurry, he had to slap a pad with a backhand that he was not very good at.

Snapped!

The tennis ball flew in an erratic trajectory.

The next moment.

A shining red boy jumped into the sky. With a bright and confident smile on his face, the racket in his hand was slammed at the tennis ball.

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