Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

With a more focused attitude, Yukimura played tennis faster.

Whoosh!

A light yellow streamer fell directly under the backhand elbow of the trace at a subtle and tricky angle.

Because of the spin, the tennis ball bounced upwards, further compressing the space for the next strike back at the trace.

The complexion of the traces was solemn.

At this moment, the vast and cold breath on his body no longer has the slightest reservation.

Huh!

With his left foot retreated half a step, the racket pulled up by the backhand blocked in front of the tennis ball who wanted to continue to rise.

When the tennis ball slid slightly across the surface of the racket, and most of the spin was worn away, the trace of the wrist twisted.

boom!

A fierce snow storm roared toward Yukimura from his half court.

The white frost and cold came out of his eyes, and he wanted to lock down all the trajectories of Yumura's next actions. Even the audience behind Yumura could feel a bit of chill.

"Extension of the Ice King?"

In the dark world, Yukimura found that the only light he was chasing was covered in the wind and snow.

"0-15!"

The referee breathed a sigh of nothing, and on this July day, his two arms unexpectedly got fine goose bumps.

Yukimura stood quietly in his midfield, frowning slightly.

It was not only the cold mental power just now, but his perception was also disturbed in an instant.

Unlike Fujitsu who needs to determine the guess, he, who specializes in mental power, immediately determined the double offensive that Trace Department used against him.

"Does it have the same effect as the Greek Zeus?" Yukimura muttered in his heart, slowly retreating to his backcourt line of service.

He pressed the tennis ball several times with his palm, which seemed to give the trace a chance to continue to breathe.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that even though Trace Department just hit this shocking ball, the cost is also not small.

Huh!

Toss the ball to lead the racket.

Yukimura Wushen's purple eyes flashed, and between raising his hands, the tennis ball turned into a white light and shot out.

If this is the final struggle of the trace department, then it is just right for him.

Bang!

The tennis ball hits the ground and flashes quickly at the dead corner of the serve.

There was no fear in Jibu's eyes, there was a smile at the corner of his mouth, and he held his breath, the cold breath on his body exploded again.

"Your sense of zero will be broken by this uncle!"

"Hoh!"

Trace Department gave a soft sigh, and tough lines emerged from the tight arms.

The racket flicked like a whip.

The white mist seemed to freeze the air, spreading all the way to the opposite half.

A cold storm came.

Yukimura had to use his arms to hold up in front of him, and subconsciously stepped behind him.

Boom!

With a crisp cracking sound, the tennis ball bounced off Yukimura's side.

Looking at the light that began to float in Yukimura's eyes, Onobe smiled even more.

Although this approach is very expensive for him now, as long as he can break the state of Yukimura's "tortoise shell", then he will not have no chance to rely on the Rube Kingdom.

Atabe's mind in this scene is very pure, that is, to go all out to compare with your Yukimura Seiichi.

He wanted to see how far Yukimura had gone through the tempering of the world.

boom!

boom!

...

The confrontation between the two sides was fierce, and on the court, from time to time there would be a terrifying icy storm.

"I'm afraid that if I continue like this, I'm afraid I won't stick to it." Shido Ryo frowned.

This is the fourth consecutive time that Trace has used the Ice Emperor, the kind of terrifying spiritual power that has almost interfered with reality.

Looking at the somewhat panting figure in the underground, although he won the round, he moved back to the score again.

But the real rhythm still hasn't returned to Trace Department's hands.Even more so that he himself fell into a very dangerous situation.

Yushang Yu explained intently: "By doing this, I am afraid that I am trying to use the power of the Ice King to forcibly destroy Yukimura's sense of zero."

Obviously, by the time the game progressed to the third game, the Kingdom of Rubu was already unable to block and open the zero sense of Yukimura.

"Is that so...?" Shioto Ryo suddenly seemed to understand why Tracebe had to fight with survivors like this.

If you can't break the blockade of Zero Sense, then there is no way to talk about the set of play that Trace Department is best at.

At this moment, Xiang Riyueren on the side suddenly interjected: "So, he is considered successful in Rubu?"

Kungshou Yu and Shido Ryo followed his gaze, Yuukimura's gaze seemed to refocus at this time, and the cold and oppressive feeling that had previously disappeared also disappeared.

After a while.

The shirt frowned, "This feeling is not right."

In his perception, Yukimura's spiritual power that had been continuously scattered on the trail side from the beginning began to gather.

It's not that Tracebe broke the zero sense, but Yukimura temporarily relieved the zero sense by herself...

"Haha, let this uncle do it after all!!"

The trace department stood proudly in the second half. Although his face was a little pale, it was still difficult to conceal the excitement in his eyes.

It took a lot of mental and mental energy, and finally made him persist in the middle of the game.

"Next, it's a fast break!" Trace Department smiled coldly in his heart.

He doesn't know when Yukimura will recover. What he has to do now is to attack desperately, as long as he wins three more rounds...no, even two rounds are enough!

If he enters the tiebreaker, he is very confident!

Huh!

The tennis ball was thrown high.

The next moment, he jumped up intently and slammed the ball down from high altitude.

Bang!

There was a crisp tremor.

The fiercely downward-spinning Tang Huaise serve once again appeared on the court.

Yukimura ran and chased after him, but the eyesight of Atobe Ultimate was obviously much slower than the state just now.

Step on!

He swings his feet and moves quickly towards the tennis ball.

The slightly improved Tang Huaise serve is not difficult to receive, but it is enough to create a wonderful opportunity for him!

Yukimura seemed to have noticed his movements. The racket extended from his arm slammed into the sky after blocking the tennis ball at the best time.

Whizzing!

The tennis ball climbed upward, and after pulling out a large-angle parabolic curve in the air, it flew over the top of the track and fell towards the bottom line of the backcourt.

To save the ball, Trace must give up the initial tactical strategy.

However, the next scene made Yukimura slightly open his mouth.

I saw the footsteps jump quickly, and his body instantly rose to a height that ordinary people simply couldn't reach.

The slightly curled purple-gray hair tips on both sides of his ears looked particularly dazzling under the sunlight.

With a confident smile at the corner of his mouth, the frosty glow in Misaki's eyes was full, and all the joints of Yukimura's body were clearly transmitted.

The blind spot that could not be avoided appeared in his eyes again.

The power of the whole body of the trace was gathered on his arm, and his racket was pressed against the tennis ball under his wrist.

boom!

"Yukimura, let's indulge in my uncle's skills."

The explosion sounded on the court along with the words of Trace.

Towards the sign of escape!

Sizzle~

After landing, the tennis ball slid past Yukimura's feet.

"15-0!"

...

boom!

"30-0!"

...

boom!

"Game, Keigo Atobe, 4-3!"

Hearing the sound of the referee's sentence, I only felt that he was getting better and better, and even the feeling of mental overdraft disappeared from his body at the beginning.

boom!

"3-5!"

boom!

"5-4!"

...

boom!

"Game, Keigo Atobe, 6-4!"

"...The game is over, by..."

Hearing the voice of the referee and the cheers coming from behind him, the smile on his face was bright, and his eyes were filled with excitement.

In this game, Yukimura's defense was also torn apart after he caught a point.

The Kanto champion was once again taken down by their Ice Emperor, and in the end it was still in the hands of his Ice Emperor Minister.

Just when he wanted to turn around and share with his teammates, the vague expressions on everyone's faces made him slightly startled.

But soon, the scene changed rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, their team had disbanded from the celebrating hotel, and he was slightly exhausted and got into the car to go home.

It was Michael the housekeeper who had been helping him to arrange things and watched him grow up.

Along the way, the atmosphere seemed a little depressed.

Miaobu subconsciously loosened his buttoned shirt with his fingers.

He felt a little hot.

There are not many games left, except for a national competition and the youth World Cup that may be played later, he is about to make his own decision.

"Huh... when did I change my clothes."

Just as he was confused and worried, Trace Department seemed to feel a vague noise in his ears.

"...Classmate... this..."

"Master, I'm home."

As soon as the trace department looked up, Michael had already opened the door for him.

Trace Department shook his head to throw away these thoughts, and rubbed two fingers between his brows.

"Maybe I was too tired during this time." He thought.

Go through the courtyard.

Only then did Trace Department notice that an old man in sixties with neat hair was waiting for him at the door with a cane.

The old man's face was solemn, and the servants who accompanied him bowed their heads, not daring to look directly at the majesty of this adult.

As soon as the old man saw the traces, his expression became a little sullen, and he said in a scolding tone: "Jing Wu, I don't object to your hobbies, but some things are just toys for you. You should understand... …"

The trail was silent for a while...

In front of his most beloved grandfather, he dare not have any rebuttal words.

In other words, what he said was actually on the lips, but he couldn't say it at all.

The old man didn't say too much, so he turned around and entered the house.

In a trance, the time-space picture of the trace changed rapidly.

Their Bingdi made it to the national finals without a surprise, but they were defeated by Li Haida in doubles.

He also lost training time for some reasons and lost to Sanada in a key round of the final.

Their last year ended hastily...

When he looked back, he saw the disdain in Akutsu's eyes, and he saw the disappointment in Shinzu and Shido Ryo's eyes--

And the back who turned and left without hesitation.

"Trace Ministry, Trace Ministry!"

The abrupt voice in the ear came again, but this time it was clearer and more majestic.

The sound goes from far to near.

In the end, Trace just felt that the world in front of him was spinning rapidly, and a burst of palpitations and nausea suddenly came to his heart.

Huh!

Huh!

Suddenly awakened, Trace Department realized that he was standing next to the court well, and the person next to him was the coach of their Ice Emperor.

The opponent looked serious at this time, and rarely stood up from the coach's bench.

"What's going on..."

Trace Department turned his head and swept the scoreboard on the sidelines, and the score had reached the node of 5-4.

Yukimura is 5, he is 4.

"The rest is over, please return to the court for both players."The referee's voice sounded in due course.

After hearing this, Trace Department took a step forward subconsciously, and then felt a dizziness in front of him.

His forehead was covered with fine cold sweat, and a sense of weakness came to his mind, and he felt as if he had played several tiebreakers.

After being awakened by his own coach, he couldn't tell whether this was reality or the illusion just now.

"Is this the future I was intercepted, or is this a dream?"

Unfortunately, there is no answer to his question.

Yukimura smiled mildly, the resistance of Obebe was much stronger than he thought, and even a few nodes had to break away by himself.

However, self-breaking away and awakening of others are different after all.

There is no suspense in this game.

Happiness!

The sound of a tennis ball hitting the ground made the spectators off the court a bit chilly.

In the past few rounds, they didn't know what was going on, and there was some kind of abnormality in the minister on the opposite side of the ice emperor.

He neither catches the ball nor serves it, and even sometimes has a happy face and sometimes a sad expression on his face.

Obviously, it was still in the fierce competition, but this kind of situation occurred, which was really weird and a little scary.

"This is the real dream..."

Both Yushang Yuu and Tezuka thought of this at the same time. Compared with that kind of glimpse, anchored future clips, the performances of the just now and the No. 2 of the Indian team are no different.

"Dreamland..."

The players on both sides heard this somewhat magical vocabulary.

When they turned their heads to look at the figure below, they didn't know what to say for a while.

簌簌~

The sun was shining and the breeze came.

Knee down and kick the ground, toss the ball to get the shot!

In the rhythm of Yukimura's short blue and purple hair, his elegant body lines were fully displayed, and his tight arms slipped and buckled in an instant.

boom!

With the full release of the power, the tennis immediately turned into a white light.

It is impossible to see clearly with the naked eye, only the middle net that keeps swinging in the next second tells everyone that the tennis ball has passed.

The simple flat serve put a lot of pressure on the track department. At this moment, his eyesight is not enough to really observe the changes that Yukumura exerts on tennis.

Hiss...

This landed inside corner kick, the final direction is to bounce toward the outside corner of the boundary line.

Moreover, this speed does not give people any reaction time at all.

If you didn't see through it for the first time, you lost all your opportunities.

When the tennis ball hit the ground, the trace department used a small step to pull towards his boundary.

pity--

His response was very reluctant.

And Yukimura has been waiting for a long time on the tennis flight path. His wrist flipped, and a volley volley came straight and neat.

"Tachikai Daikomura scored, 15-0!"

Trace Department has not fully recovered at all, and Yukimura also entered a zero sense state again before the next ball was hit.

Upon seeing this scene, Ji's face turned cold.

It may be possible that he hadn't really broken Yukimura's state from the beginning.

"He is still hesitating."

In the ice emperor's team, Yajiujin glanced at his shirt and snorted.

For some reason, he now saw an emotion called hesitation from Trace Department.

As the minister of a championship team, such emotions can be said to be stupid or irresponsible.

Shang Xian You stared at the trace of the figure without speaking. After a while, he closed his eyes and sighed, "Maybe...he saw something in the dream just now."

The biggest problem facing the track department cannot be solved by others in a few words or a game or two.

boom!

With Yukimura's last ball flying high, this weird game finally came to an end.

"Game, Seiichi Komura, 6-4!"

"The singles No. 2 match ended, and Seiichi Komura from the High School Affiliated to Tachikai University won the game with 6 to 4 rounds!"

The game was finally pulled to the fifth game of the tiebreaker.

Ajutsu didn't say much nonsense, stood up, took a racket and walked out of the court.

He still has reservations about the specious answer that Shang Shun Yu just gave.

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