Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

Except for the few people present, the strength of Ajujin might not be understood by most people.

Even this ball just broke the cognition of many people.

Some things are not easily explained by data.

Putting away the small notebook in his hand, Ajiuzin's current performance is not as good as the one he saw at the exchange match.

"The possibility of losing in this Echigoki has basically been determined to be 100%."

His voice was so soft that it just fell into the ears of Budu beside him.

"Um."

Budu nodded nonchalantly, "Regardless of whether Echizen can win or not, the most critical game is still with me."

"If he gives up singles three and uses his strength to play singles one..."

"No, Agan." Fuji turned his head and said with a serious expression: "If he gives up, then he is not the Echizen Ryoma we knew at the beginning."

"Yes, but that's okay." Shrugged calmly, "What you said before will probably make him understand team and...responsibility earlier."

Fuji smiled softly, "I'm just replacing Tezuka..."

"No, no two."

Gan interrupted the former's words very calmly, "You are with us, and you have always been the one-time helper."

a long time.

"Um... sorry for doing it, it seems that you are all worried about me this time."

Feeling the pressure on his body was slightly loosened, it was a kind of relief to be understood. After all, he was too self-righteous this time.

After Tezuka left, everyone else was working hard for this team.

...

On the field.

The situation on Echizen's side plummeted.

Bang!

"2-0!"

...

Bang!

"3-0!"

Once again, Akutsu broke the serve!

Echizen Ryoma silently returned to the rest position of the coaching bench.

A white towel was covering the top of his head, and the hanging parts on both sides blocked the rest of his vision.

the first time!

For the first time, his heart felt like being swallowed and occupied by a certain emotion.

It's not the unwillingness of losing against the strong, but the complicated emotions that he has never experienced since he started playing tennis at a very young age.

Think of the original vows.

Ryoma looked at his slightly trembling palm, and it was the first time that he felt a little shake in his heart.

"The game continues, please come back to both players..."

The referee's voice seemed to float from a distance.

Echizen pulled off the towel on his head, and in the eyes of all concerned, he resolutely returned to the court again.

This is not the time to think about this.

At least before the end of this game, he must carry on his previous path!

"Why, hasn't it been withdrawn?"

Holding a tennis ball in one hand, Ajiujin used his own trash without hesitation to attack Ryoma's few resistance will.

If he replaced him two years ago, this kid might be interesting, but now...

It has been difficult for Ajiuzin to find the feeling of meeting his opponents in such a game.

Echizen's gaze remained constant, he clenched the racket with both hands, and snorted coldly towards the other side: "You can come and try it."

"Hehehe!"

Ajutsu laughed a few times, his expression looked rampant, "If you say that, then I will... send you to hell!"

The voice fell.

His eyes were bloodshot and red, and the breath of the beast that was suppressing the audience suddenly disappeared from him without a trace.

Although Echizen felt relieved, and the selfless brilliance in his body became more and more fluid and free, but the dangerous breath did not diminish, but it made him feel more frightened.

His brow furrowed slightly.

Is this situation the same as the wild posture that Mr. Gan said at the beginning?

Sure enough...

Whoosh!

A touch of blood pierced most of the stadium directly.

"Little devil, you dare to be distracted from the game with me?"

Akutsu's hoarse voice pressing down on his throat directly caused Horio and the others to get goose bumps.

Those cold pale golden eyes looked extremely cold and cruel.

Huh!

Ajujin raised his arms again, just when everyone's eyes were still on the tennis ball.

Bang!

An afterimage disappeared from their sight with the tennis ball.

"The speed of the ball is faster... the eyes are sour."

Echizen tried to open his eyes wide, but a bit of sourness still came up uncontrollably.

Click!

The tennis ball bounced off the border of his racket.

However, just the lingering power of the tennis entrainment caused his wrist to shake uncontrollably.

"Each ball is the same as the one at the beginning?"

Thinking of this, Ryoma's heart sank.

Ajujin's horror may still be above his imagination.

Bang!

"40-0!"

Bang!

"Ice Emperor Ajiujin won the game, the score was 4-0!"

Seeing Echizen who had no resistance, the members of Qingxue were cast a lingering shadow.

Too strong, the beast Akutsu is too strong!

"This is over..."

Horio had a bitter face, holding his head in both hands and howling lightly.

Instead, the ice emperor.

The inspiring cheering slogans wave after wave, and the momentum has once again let the audience who are watching, see what is meant by oppression.

A corner of the stadium.

Echizen Minojiro frowned from the beginning, then slowly relaxed at the back.

Finally, he looked at the gradually exhausted teenager with a bright smile on his face.

Ajujin's baptism may not have allowed Ryoma to stand up.

No, it should be inevitable!

Echizen Minajiro turns around and prepares to leave. The chicks who have suffered setbacks outside will eventually come out of their own way of survival.

What's more, he saw the changes he wanted to see in Echizen Ryoma today. In the past, Ryoma lacked the "trait", or spirit, that he had never found before.

"Senior, did you leave like this?"

Jackie Yoo turned sideways and asked with a soft smile.

Looking at the smiling face of the kid in front of him, Echizen Minajiro's momentum was swept away, and he returned to his former appearance.

He blew his nose and stared, "Boy, don't forget to visit my house early!"

After speaking, he kicked his pair of wooden clogs and swayed towards the distance.

Although the truth is clear, his own son has been taught, and his dad is too shameless in front of fans.

Jackie Yu watched the other person leave, the former world's first person, in general, is still a pretty good guy.

"Tezuka, when I go to visit, are you interested in going together?"

Jungshou Yu's gaze returned to the court. Although his words were light, Tezuka was a little surprised.

Such a voice is not a joke.

Tezuka's eyes floated for a moment, and he groaned in response: "Yeah."

...

boom! !

On the court, a huge roar interrupted his thoughts.

At this time Ryoma was holding his arm with one hand, and Dou Da's sweat was constantly slipping from the tips of his hair and temples.

That shocking ball just now was exactly the counterattack he hit.

The aura on Ajujin's body floated a bit, he looked back at the iron net that had sunk behind him, and the tennis ball was still stuck in the most central position.

"Interestingly, this is a counterattack with double speed and power?"

His gaze was placed on Echizen Ryoma's left arm, and it was obvious that after the opponent had finished the ball, there was no more fighting power.

Not only him, but even other people's eyes were on the boy on the court.

Jedi... a blow to survive?

Echizen gritted his teeth, and the gleam of joy that had just risen in his heart disappeared after a moment of feeling the state of his left hand.

"Is your stamina a bit overdrawn..."

He whispered in his heart, I am afraid that no one knows his own situation better than himself.

The selflessness that has been used since the first game has already received negative feedback.

"Humph."

Akutsu looked cold, glanced at Echizen Ryoma and returned to his backcourt.

Although the opponent's potential is good.

But at this level of strength, it's still a little far behind.

Fifteen minutes later.

Akutsu, who was given the right to serve again, directly suppressed Echizen's candle that was still swaying bitterly in the wind with the overwhelming breath of beasts.

Bang!

The loud blast sounded

The tennis ball was not far in front of Yueqian, leaving a cloud of tumbling smoke.

The only thing that keeps him insisting now is probably the will.

"At the end of the game, the ice emperor Ajutsu won the victory, the score was 6-0!"

With a crushing gesture, the beast left his hunting ground.

At the moment the referee's voice sounded, Echizen seemed to have lost all his heart, and the whole person became dim.

Silently, he walked back to Qingxue's position step by step.

The pair of different eyesights were all left behind by him.

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