Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

"Good fight."

Jackie Yu came from the side, and he smiled and stretched out his palm.

Sanada's gaze refocused, his face looking at Shun Yuu, with a complicated expression, asked, "That's your Kendo?"

Shang Shan You gave him a surprised look, but he nodded and admitted, "Well, that's right."

He saw persistent belief in Sanada's eyes. In this game, the opponent cares more than just tennis.

After his kendo is integrated into tennis, the essence is one word: extinction.

It may be affected by the will to kill the ghosts, the shirt Yu felt the belief in it, and naturally turned it into the power to kill all other dimensions.

This was the case when the battle with Byodo-in Temple was in a different-dimensional realm, and the same was true when the European star Zeus was smashed into the constellation of God.

It was from that moment that he had full certainty to deal with Echizen Ryuga who had left a deep impression on him in Europe.

Although the opponent didn't use any other-dimensional abilities at the time, even the samurai phantom just flashed past. But he had memories of the opponent in terms of ability.

plunder!

This is a more conceptual ability than the pirates of Byodoin Temple.

For example, the French team Camus listened to the sound of tennis, and the American team Reinhardt's weaknesses were corrected.

These are probably all within the scope that Echizen Ryuya can plunder.

Echizen Nanjiro has said that Ryuga is not allowed to compete with Echizen Ryoma before he grows up. It is enough to see how terrifying Long Ya's real strength is to get serious.

But now...

Jackie Yu came back to his senses and smiled and walked in different directions from Sanada.

Because of the dislocation of the lineup, Li Haida, who had lost the great power of Sanada, was no longer able to compete with Bingdi for the championship.

This is also the reason why Rube knows that he will face Yuukimura in the next game, so he can still be so calm.

"Let's watch you perform next."

As soon as he returned to the team, Shang Xian Yu laughed and joked with Chao Ji Department.

Hearing this, Trace Department didn't get angry, and it was not a day or two for the guy in shirt Yuu to joke with him like this.

He shook the off-white coat on his shoulder slightly, and walked out of the court with a racket.

Huadi followed closely, and seemed to have gone to warm him up for training.

Watching them walk away.

Shiido Ryo clung to the back of the chair with one hand, turned his head to this side and chuckled, "It's rare for Tsube to look so serious."

"After all, facing Yukimura again, Rubu wants to find his place again." Shangshan You smiled with his head tilted.

Everyone nodded.

Although Rubu didn't talk about it, they had been together for three years. In fact, they all knew the pride in Rubu's heart.

ten minutes later.

The broadcast sounded from the sidelines again:

"Next, the singles No. 2 match is about to start, from Seiichi Komura, a high school affiliated to Tachikai University, against Keigo of the Ice Emperor Academy Remains."

"Please enter both players!"

With a smile on his face, Yukimura walked to the center of the court confidently, his purple eyes reflecting the figure of the trail.

The latter walked slowly down the steps, holding his head slightly, the tearful mole at the corner of his eye shining.

Amidst the shouts of the Ice Emperor team members, Trace Department threw the gray-white coat behind him towards the sky, and immediately drew a burst of cheers from outside the court.

"It really looks like the king of Monkey Mountain."

Echizen looked at such a showy and stinky behavior, his mouth twitched, and said subconsciously.

Eiji Kikumaru, who had been standing behind him, smiled after hearing this: "Small, you are right, this guy at Trail will always focus everyone's attention."

He grabbed Echizen's neck and moved his head over, "So...you have to continue to cheer!"

Echizen: "..."

He wanted to say that what he just wanted to express was not what he meant.

But Kikumaru just blinked his eyes mischievously, and smiled and let go of the hand on his shoulder.

The game is about to start.

"First of all, the game will be served by Keigo Tebe from Bingdi Academy, and the game ends!"

At the referee's signal, Yukimura and Akobe each came to their backcourt.

Tracebe squeezed the small ball in his hand, and when he looked at Yukimura across the court, there was an elegant smile on his face.

Counting this time, the two have met for the third time.

"Let this uncle come and see if the moves you used on Tezuka are of any use to me."

Huh!

Trace Department hummed softly, and the tennis ball in his hand had been tossed high by him.

There is no need to find the ball in advance. In the warm-up just now, Huadi has done a good job for him.

The trail bends his knees, his tight body bent into a big bow. Just after the tennis flew to a certain point he thought was correct.

boom!

The power of the soles of the feet on the ground was transmitted through the legs and waist to his arms. The swinging racket brought out a whistle, which was heavily buckled on the mustard tennis ball.

call out!

The tennis ball, like an arrow from the string, pulled out a beautiful arc in mid-air, and then fell towards a certain position of Yukimura's backhand.

The corners of his mouth are smiling, but his eyes are almost full of chill.

"Freeze!"

With a soft murmur, he flew over with the galloping tennis ball.

Opposite the court.

At the moment when the ball rang, Yukimura saw countless chilly icicles filling his entire half.

call……

Spitting out a cold breath, Yukimura chuckled softly: "Such a flaw is too false for me."

Yukimura stood still on the spot.

He raised his arm, and his backhand was a gentle lift.

Boom!

All the ice ridges in front of him turned into a little bit of cold crystal debris in just an instant.

There was a crisp sound of hitting the ball, and the tennis ball was sniffing and twisting in the middle of his racket net.

Huh!

Yukimura's wrist flicked, and then the tennis ball was spinning at high speed, like a golden meteor, flying towards the blind corner of the trace boundary and the bottom line.

Backhand vs. backhand!

And obviously, Yukimura not only broke the ice world in seconds, but also added more changes to tennis.

"It's a rotation. After this long backcourt ball hits the ground, it will deflect at a greater angle, or the height of the bounce will change."

The light flashes in Fuji's eyes.

With this ball alone, we can see Yukimura's current ability to control the basics of these tennis balls.

Tezuka nodded first, and then said in a deep voice: "Don't underestimate the tactics used by the track department on the court."

He could see that the serve from Trace Department just now was deliberate.

Tatata!

The figure is still quite elegant, but the speed of the trace is not slow at all.

It's like premeditated.

The continuous small steps made by the track department allowed him to reach the landing point two steps before the tennis ball.

His body strode unexpectedly, and his steps stopped directly in the area in the middle of the singles and doubles sidelines.

In the blink of an eye, the backhand shot changed to the forehand shot!

The trace part lowers the body, pressing down the center of gravity.

The racket in his hand completed an interception just a few centimeters after the tennis ball bounced off the ground.

The various changes that Yukimura imposed on tennis had not had time to take effect, and they were directly resolved by the simplest and most efficient way by Otobe.

Bang!

A straight golden light leaped across the middle net, and then with a fierce jump, it blew out the other half of Yukimura.

Preemptive strike.

Atobe's closing shot and stood up, leaving only a charming smile on Yukimura on the opposite side.

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