Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

Looking down, everyone from Bingdi crowded around and cheered.

There was also a group of slightly lost people nearby.

Fuer slowly walked back to the position of Qingxue, his sweat had already dyed his blue and white T-shirt short sleeves dark.

"Sorry~"

Fu Fu breathed out intently.

This time, he was given hope by everyone and lost again.

However, compared to the last time, this time his eyes were no longer confused.

Knowing the gap with the opponent, then continue to expand his own path, until the end of the road is standing alone.

He will prove that he won't be weaker than anyone!

Happiness!

There was a burst of fierce applause in the Qingxue position.

Takashi Kawamura even wiped the corner of his eye surreptitiously. The spirit and enthusiasm of Fuji's hard work on the court just now has deeply touched him, a pure and passionate boy.

"Fuji, you have done a great job!"

Dashi stepped forward, smiled and gave Fuji a hug.

Immediately after, one after another, the Qingxue group slowly gathered around.

The outermost Echizen looked a little surprised.

In the various games he has experienced before, there has never been such a situation that can make his mind suddenly appear.

Just as he thought.

The always flexible hand stretched out from the edge of the crowd, pulled his short sleeve, and instantly Yueqian was forced to lean over.

To his own surprise, it was the first time that he did not reject the inexplicable behavior of such a group of people gathered together.

Echizen raised his head, and finally only saw the cute gesture of Kikumaru blinking at him.

"Ugh……"

Coach Ryugasaki on the sidelines looked at this scene with extremely complicated emotions in his heart.

"Dragon riding coach."

Hearing this familiar voice, Ryugasaki Sumire's face was startled, then turned his head and saw Tezuka standing beside her!

"Tezuka, when did you come back?!"

She whispered, and the group of people at the stand instantly looked over.

"Tezuka?"

"Minister Tezuka!!"

Everyone in Qingxue seemed to have found the backbone, and everyone's face was full of joy.

"Everyone has worked hard..."

Tezuka's complexion warmed slightly.

Hearing this, Dashi felt an emotion rushing into his heart for an instant, and his nose was slightly sour.

Fu Er pursed his somewhat chapped lips, and the two of them met in mid-air as they separated the crowd.

Said nothing.

Tezuka just nodded to Fu Er, and the latter smiled, his mouth opened, and finally turned into a few words: "Welcome back."

"This time, all the first and second grades will run back for me."

After recounting the old days, Minister Tezuka's first order made the Qingxue people who were still smiling just now take a breath.

A few people look at me, I look at you.

Horio and the others in the first grade looked at each other even more.

"Do I need to repeat it again?"

"Yes!"

Seeing Tezuka's face turned cold, everyone shook their bodies and subconsciously responded.

The last words they wanted to fight were silently swallowed.

Haitang didn't say a word, took a white towel and hung it around his neck, then trot, and ran directly towards the entrance of the tennis park.

Then there was Taocheng who was not to be outdone, and then most of the first grade...Finally, Echizen's eyes were set, and without any doubt, he ran out directly.

They are either venting, or as an exercise before the next game.

Something happened.

The trace in the center of the field turned his head slightly and directly met Tezuka's calm eyes not far away.

Click!

Inoue Shou caught this scene, the proud Ice Emperor raised one of his hands, and Tezuka, who had just returned, stared at the Ice Emperor from the other side.

The flag of victory in the metropolis was flying, and he was about to take a group photo. Suddenly, he felt that he was being pulled by a powerful hand.

The whole person squeaked to the back of Shinzu Yooji's half-crouched buttocks. He looked angry and was about to question when he turned his head.

Then he saw a smiling face, his face changed quickly, and he went straight from hell to heaven.

"superior……"

His palm suddenly lifted, but it was directly slapped to Shinobu's ass.

Snapped!

In an instant, everyone's eyes focused on them all at once.

Shinzu's face flushed with anger and shame, and Xiang Hina's mouth covered by surprise or surprise were all recorded by the camera at this moment.

...

One week later.

In Bingdi's third grade classroom.

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"Damn it, can you stop talking about the shirt!"

Xiangriyue's fangs and claws leaped towards the shirt, his entire face almost the same color as his hair.

"Such things should be destroyed!"

With a quick jump, he wanted to snatch the newspaper in Shang Yuu's hands, but was thrown by Shang Yuu's left and right hands, and directly exchanged in the air.

"This is the glory we have obtained together, how can it be destroyed?"

Jackie Yu smiled and raised his brows, "Look, isn't it not even the slightest anger to endure the foot?"

Looking in the direction where Rishun raised his eyebrows, Shinzu was as calm as an old monk from the beginning.

"Boss, I want to correct you, not that I am not angry, but I know that even if you are angry, it will only make you happier."

As he said, he looked at Xiangri faintly.

The latter was surrounded by a huge sense of guilt, pulling his face, and pleading for forgiveness.

Just as the three of them were making noise every day, the back door of the classroom was suddenly opened by a hunk.

The tall figure in Huadi, like a door panel, directly stunned half of them in Class C of the third year.

But after seeing Huadi.

The rest of the people breathed a sigh of relief. As a small follower of the trace department, Huadi was basically a well-known existence in Bingdi.

"Hua Di, why are you here?" Renzu asked in a puzzled manner.

Xiang Hi and Shang Shan Yu also looked at them together.

I specifically asked Huadi to take the initiative to look for them, so there is a high probability that the trace department will look for them because of something in the tennis department.

"This afternoon's club activities, all the formal elections must participate."

With that said, Huadi waited silently for the reply from the people in front of him.

"Don't worry, we will all go on time." The shirt smiled, "It's the fellow Cilang, you have to be notified that it might be troublesome."

Bright light floated in the clean eyes of Huadi.

Not knowing that Ci Lang, who was sleeping under the shade of the tree again, turned over and continued to fall asleep sweetly.

During the lunch break every day, he will always be the most mysterious existence.

"..."

"That's the situation, so we can't slack off, this time in the Kanto Competition, we have to complete the task of three in a row!"

"Three in a row!"

"Three in a row!"

After Bingdi's meeting room fell, an uplifting slogan sounded.

After a while, Shioto Ryo's somewhat puzzled voice sounded: "Then Obi, shall we find a school to live together?"

His words directly attracted everyone's attention to Trace Department.

Now their Ice Emperor can be said to belong to the top batch of schools, and there are only a few that Kanto can contend with.

But now...

The latter coughed slightly, and then his face seemed to show a confident expression.

"Don't worry about this, I think Shitenbao Temple in Kansai is very suitable."

The words of Yuu's shirt made Trace Department's heart a little loose.

He turned his head to look, but his eyebrows were slightly raised, and the other person's smile was still not covered.

Tracebe admitted that he was indeed a little worried after receiving the news of Lihai Yamato Youth Hostel.

If the two schools exchanged and cooperated, the threat to their Ice Emperor would be greatly increased.

Humph.

Rubu hummed softly in his heart, and then said: "I will send an invitation to Sitianbao Temple this afternoon, and you are all ready!"

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