Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

Whoosh whoosh!

A golden afterimage passed by the avant-garde Fumata Marui, and flew out quickly from his side.

The body that had been squeezed to the limit by him could no longer hold at this moment, and fell to the ground and sat down.

boom!

The illusory mirage shattered and dissipated, and the solid sound of the tennis ball broke through the fortress that Marui Fumata had rebuilt in the last few games.

As Shioto Ryo said, the other party can't make it to the end.

"Game, Shido Ryo, Feng Chang Taro, 7-5!"

"The doubles number one match ended. In the end, Shido Ryo and Feng Changtaro won the victory, 7 to 5!"

"The Ice Emperor will win!"

"Ice Emperor, Ice Emperor!"

Just after the referee announced the results of the game, the ice emperor's cheerleaders on the sidelines also gave the two who raised their hands the warmest applause.

They won this game wonderfully!

"It seems that Chotaro has also become a worthy junior." The shirt stood up and said with a smile.

Winning against a powerful enemy like Li Haida would inevitably bring extraordinary changes to Feng Chang Taro's psychology.

Trace Department stroked the ends of his purple-gray hair with some irritation, nodded and praised: "Nagataro did a good job this time."

"Next, it's time for us to perform."

"Are you very confident this time?" Shun Yuu rolled his eyes and squinted at him with a smile. "I thought you would be a little nervous after seeing the match list."

The trace department hugged his chest and snorted, "Just wait and see."

There was awe-inspiring light in his eyes.

In fact, so far, he has determined that the victory or defeat has been divided, and he only needs to perform gorgeously on the court without worrying about it.

ten minutes later.

"Next, the singles No. 3 match is about to start, from the middle school affiliated to Tachikai University Sanada Genichiro, against the ice emperor Gakuen Yushou Yu."

"Please be prepared for both players to enter the field."

The broadcast was broadcast three times in a row.

The audience on the sidelines first breathed tightly, and then they burst out louder than the previous two games.

"It's him!"

The face of Echizen Ryoma in the youth team changed slightly, even if he came to Neon for the past six months, his spirit and will have undergone a lot of tempering.

But what impressed him most was still the young man who defeated him with short light brown hair and light wind.

To this day, he sometimes thinks carefully about the details of that day's game at night, and he still feels scared.

Obviously strength, his strength has undergone an earth-shaking change, but when he thinks about standing in front of Shangshan Yu again, he still doesn't have much confidence.

Thinking about it carefully, the other party's handling of certain details resembles his smelly dad who rings the bell in the temple every day.

"Echizen, this game is really good."

After being here for so long, Tezuka seriously reminded him for the first time: "The same is true for you."

He turned his head and glanced at Hai Tang Xun and Tao Cheng Wu, who will gradually learn to take more responsibilities in the future.

After graduating, he may be like Shang Shan Yu, devoting himself to his future tennis career.

The dream of that career at the beginning is actually no longer far away from him.

"Yes!"

Everyone in Qingxue lifted up their spirits, looked at their ministers, and responded in unison.

Before the net.

Sanada tried to suppress the warming heart in his heart.

"Meet again, please advise."

His throat rolled slightly, and he made a hoarse voice that might surprise him.

One or two years on the court.

Sanada is still vividly remembering the fiasco. At that time, he was arrogant and arrogant, underestimated the enemy and irritable, and completely forgot the self-denial and thinking in Kendo.

But today is no longer the same!

Suddenly, his left hand was holding the racket grip, the head of the racket was turned back and down, and his left hand pressed the entire racket to his waist.

The right hand that he had stretched out naturally fell down and stuck to the side of his right thigh.

Sanada nodded forward slightly, tilted his body about 30 degrees and bowed.

This scene made the shirt stunned for a moment.

It was not that he was overwhelmed by Sanada's deceptive behavior, but he was quite familiar with the set of actions Sanada did.

Sanada has really changed a lot.

With a big smile on his shirt, he pulled the racket held in his right hand toward the back of his waist, and bowed to Sanada in front of him, saying, "Please advise."

Two seconds later, both of them stood up straight, their eyes facing each other, exuding intense and intense pressure.

Guru~

Kirara swallowed, shrinking his head, and asked cautiously: "Vice Minister Sanada and Senior Sweater, what were they doing just now...?"

As the two predecessors who had both educated him and taught him at the same time, Kirahara didn't dare to have any presumptuous now.

"It's a standing ceremony in kendo."

Liu Sheng's voice was low, and the sudden appearance of these two people on the court was not an expression of a friendly atmosphere.

Although tennis is the mainstream of today's era, kendo still occupies a considerable weight in the neon campus.

And kendo competitions are often synonymous with danger.

"kendo?!"

Hearing the senior's explanation, Chiwon opened his mouth and was a little stunned for a while.

"This time, it was not only a tennis match, but also a demonstration and confrontation of their kendo concepts."

On the sidelines, Inoue Mamoru explained to his assistant Shiba Saori.

As far as he knows, the man who was about to reach the top of the world once incorporated part of the kendo into the tennis system.

"So..."

Shiba Saori nodded seemingly, although she didn't understand a little bit, but she could feel that it should be very powerful.

When they talked and exchanged, the two people on the field had already separated from the frontcourt and came to their respective second half.

The referee on the high chair waved his hand: "At the start of the game, the ball will be served by the middle school affiliated to Tachikai University, and the game will end!"

Da Da, Da Da.

The sound of the tennis ball hitting the ground instantly silenced the entire playing field.

The audience held their breath, watching the man on the court who was slowly unsheathed like a sharp sword.

Sanada's momentum is rising!

The tennis ball is like a sledgehammer in his hand, constantly beating and opening layers of shackles on him.

Until a certain moment.

Huh!

The tennis ball was thrown by Sanada.

His eyes were like falcons, staring at the mustard ball.

boom!

Once it is shot, it's like Juhe's slash.

The shadowless racket rolled up a violent hurricane like Uzumaki, and it was about to envelope Yuu Yuu's body.

It's as fast as a storm!

The black breath on Sanada's body slowly flowed, giving people a sense of fright.

"It's terrible, such a Vice Minister Sanada..."

Except for Yukimura, the others at Li Haida looked stunned. Even Nioh, at this time, also felt a strong sense of oppression in Sanada's body.

"It's scary, I don't dare to look directly."

Echizen's breathing became a little short, and he secretly clenched his fist.

It's like looking at a leopard in a tube.

So what percentage of the strength was used in the game between Sanada Genichiro and him?

"Haha, good time!"

On the court, there was a laughter from Jackie Yuu.

He stood like a pillar in the storm, only between breathing, he had found traces of tennis in the gap.

The shirt moved horizontally to the left for a half step, and the racket in his hand had already followed the trajectory of the wind and swung it down meticulously.

Bang!

The fiercely rotating cyan whirlwind, tearing and destroying everything in front of him with a reverse attitude, rushed back.

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