Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

The frustration of Echizen Ryoma was seen by everyone. The son of the samurai suffered an unspeakable defeat in the race for the first time.

"Echizen..."

Taocheng pressed his teeth, and was ready to step forward to comfort him.

However, Qingxue's other two hands were blocked, and Fujiwara stared at him earnestly, and slowly shook his head at him.

Only if he passed this level himself, Echizen Ryoma can truly come back.

"Next, it's me..."

Fuji's azure blue eyes looked at the opposite side, and there was also a person who took off the coat he was wearing behind him, and the aura of vigor could not be stopped.

"Agan, as you guessed, Bingdi still has the same confidence and ended the game in the first four games."

"Even if the shirt Yu is not there, this is a habit they have cultivated in the past two years. So no two, I will ask you for this one."

"Well, for Qingxue."

Bu'er's face was serious, and at the same time he still didn't say something in his heart: "It's also for Tezuka."

Only by dragging the game to the fifth game, they will have such a glimmer of hope, so he would say before that he is the key to this game.

Moreover, if Echizen Ryoma catches the singles, they will be more sure afterwards.

"Sure enough, isn't it the opposite?"

Trace's gaze swept across Qingxue's position with bitterness, and while sneering, he couldn't help but raise an expectation in his heart.

Although the two have known each other for a long time, it seems that they haven't played against each other officially yet.

Since the opponent lost to Ajiuzin in the competition last year, the whole person has changed.

Even Tachibana Jupei, previously known as one of the two heroes of Kyushu, did not make many waves in Fuji's hands.

The original halo of genius on him is being replaced by everyone's fearful eyes and another title.

However, the game did not continue.

The half-time break allowed the much-anticipated game to officially start after two hours.

"Next, the singles number two is about to start, with the help of Bingdi Academy Rube Keigo against the Youth Academy."

The broadcast sound is over.

The ice emperor's wave swept over all of a sudden.

In addition to the fact that this set is already a match point game, there is also the unparalleled personal charm of the trace department.

"Bingdi will win, and Qingxue will lose!"

"Victory belongs to the Ice Emperor, and the winner is the ruins!"

"Ice Emperor! Ice Emperor!"

Snapped!

The trace department snaps a buckle.

The whole stadium fell silent for an instant.

In this scene, Horio and the others were dumbfounded.

"This Ice Emperor's minister is too imposing."

"It's like treating the stadium as his stage."

The pace was like stepping on a tune, and the trail came to Fuu, who had been waiting in front of the net for a long time.

"This time, a good fight."

"No, this doesn't seem like your character."

A smile appeared on Trace Department's face, with a hint of teasing in his tone.

"Maybe……"

Fuji squinted his eyes and showed a gentle smile softly.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, positive or negative?"

"opposite."

Fui's eyes opened, and the two of them focused on the racket with the handle rotating.

"It seems that this time even the goddess of victory is on my side."

The words of the trace department just fell.

The referee also waved on the high chair and announced:

"At the beginning of the game, the ice emperor trace department will serve first, and the game will end!"

The two turned around and walked slowly to the backcourt.

In an instant.

The chill of the wind and the cold of the ice overflowed towards the side of the court.

"It's amazing." Feng Chang Taro looked solemn.

The game obviously hasn't started yet, but his heart has become tense unknowingly.

Shinzu pushed his glasses aside and said: "Look, this game will open the door to New World for you."

There was a gleam in his eyes, and only the group of people who had been to U17 would understand that both of them had reached that point.

Like Ninzu, Jumaru from Qingxue also smiled and asked them to choose other formal elections.

Even Echizen, who seemed to have lost his soul, had a gleam of light floating deep in his eyes.

The line of sight fell on Trace Department.

Da Da, Da Da!

The tennis ball bounced up and down lightly in his hand, and under the embellishment of the tear mole, a pair of eyes carefully swept through Buu's whole body.

No flaws?

"Aren't you good at doing it, no two!"

Huh!

A smile appeared in Trace Department's eyes, and the palm of his hand sent the ball straight above him, and his body completed a tight bow in an instant.

Bang!

With a kick on the ground, the power of his whole body was poured into the racket in his hand, and it hit the back of the tennis ball fiercely.

The squashed tennis ball instantly became the same as the cannon fired.

This kind of difficult heavy artillery serve easily appeared in Trace Department's hands.

Even said that the backspin of this ball...

A sharp light flashed in Fuji's eyes, and the moment the tennis ball flew out, he was keenly aware of the unusual point.

Tatata!

Steps lightly, Fuji seems to be surrounded by a refreshing breeze, and his body moves towards the front elegantly.

His gorgeous and elegant pace makes it easy for people to ignore the same high speed and swift speed.

Feeling the breeze sliding across the surface of his skin, the moment the tennis ball bounced off the ground, his eyes suddenly widened to their maximum.

"I saw it!"

Huh!

His arms swayed the racket, and there was a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

That racket inserted into the gap between the tennis ball and the ground with an extremely precise posture.

There is no difference at this angle!

Snapped!

With a provocation, the tennis ball brought out an erratic topspin and flew towards the dead corner of the backcourt.

"Fuji, did you look carefully?"

Not far in front of the net, the figure of Trace Department flashed over, his face showed a smug smile, "But all your movements have been seen through by this uncle!"

Ho!

The trace was pressed against the waist, and then he pressed a buckle heavily.

He used the vertical center of gravity to smash in front of the net and directly hit the foot volley that was difficult to fight back.

Because the touch time is very short, the angle at which the ball bounces is extremely low, and it is not at all a comfortable zone for regular catches.

In addition, this angle is very tricky to volley at the foot...

Boom!

A ball of golden light flashed, and the tennis ball then flew out of the court.

"15-0!"

"The first mover advantage of the trace department is still quite big." He calmly looked at the scene before him.

After Tang Huaise serves the ball, the space available is too great.

This is also the advantage of Master's powerful serve skills, opponents are often more likely to be torn out of flaws.

Bang!

One goal after another, this time the action is faster.

However, it is still useless.

The trajectory of the wind he was manipulating was all in the icy eyes of Trace Department.

Looking at the tennis ball that was flying higher than the first time, Tracebe sneered, "No, I am not stupid enough to make a real smash."

After the words were finished, the trace department made a move that was unexpected to everyone.

He sprinted with the soles of his feet and his body leaped high, as if he was about to block the sun in the sky.

"Are you here?" Fuji's pupils contracted.

What the opponent said can't be trusted, just like the trace at this moment.

Under the shining of the sun, his arm reflected a circle of golden outlines. At some point, the smash sound had already sounded in the air.

"It's fast, and the movement is very vague."

Fuer glanced at the rapidly magnifying tennis shadow on the ground. Relying on the perception of the wind, his body twisted and immediately moved towards a certain position.

However! !

Whoosh whoosh...

The mustard-yellow tennis ball landed on his side, and then left a clearly visible scratch on the court.

"Slippy~"

Tracebu's chuckle also passed into Budu's ears after he landed on the ground.

Fuji closed and turned around, a pair of azure blue eyes with a deep condensed color.

At that moment, the perception of the wind changed.

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