Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

"Boy, do you know a lot?"

Echizen Minamijiro stared at Kung Yuu's eyes and smiled softly.

It has been a long time since no one has said this name in front of him.

"Since I am going to come, I have done some homework naturally." Kaidō said in a condensed shirt.

Aside, Tezuka and Akutsu listened to the conversation between the two silently. They were also the first time they heard of such an unusual move.

The special effects that Echizen Minajiro applied to tennis just now, they haven't seen any way.

Only in Ajiujin's heart, a certain speculation faintly emerged.

"You really don't know how polite you are." Echizen Minamijiro pulled out his ears and curled his lips and said, "The warm-up is almost over. Now let me take a good look at your tennis."

"as you wish."

Jackie You straightened up, the breath on his body disappeared, and then his chest rose and fell, and the hot breath gushed out from his mouth.

Puff, puff...

The heartbeat speeds up, and the body temperature of Shangshangyu rises rapidly. The whole person is like a hot stove, constantly steaming the surrounding air.

Madara's complex lines stretched out from the corner of his eyes, like fierce thunder, and soft water waves, there are still faintly elegant and flexible lines between the two.

The three are woven together to form a big day Madara pattern like an oven.

"good!"

Echizen Minajiro said in admiration.

His eyes carefully looked at the various changes that had happened to Yuu Yuu, and even gave him the illusion of facing the opponent before.

No wonder the brat loses so badly.

Echizen Minajiro's aura changed, and his expression was no longer the relaxed look that he had started, and a depressing aura rose from his body.

He slowly raised his hand, squeezed the mustard ball in his hand, and his eyes fell on the very young figure opposite.

"Boy, look good..."

His voice stretched and he threw the ball upwards, his bare feet stepped on the ground, and he said loudly, "Next is the real unparalleled and impermanence!"

boom!

Under Minami Jiro's loose clothes, the wheat-colored muscles on his chest squirmed vigorously, his arm shook and pressed down, and the wooden racket in his hand was like a sharp samurai sword, slashing the small tennis ball frontally.

Huh!

A goal is out, as if the world has lost its color.

Akutsu, who was keenly aware, could only feel a huge sense of crisis coming to his heart.

Instinctively, he wanted to close his eyes in front of this white light.

"This is the true legendary samurai..."

There was an unusually bright light in Tezuka's always calm eyes.

Now he somewhat understands why even so many years have passed, there are still many people who admire Echizen Minamijirou so much.

Just when the eyes of Tezuka and Akutsu were full of that incomparable sword light.

A figure rushed up against the white light.

There wasn't a trace of sway in the shirt Yuu's eyes, and the body moved decisively.

The line of his tight arm is fully displayed, and he is lifting the racket with a sense of strength and beauty, his arms are rounded, and the moment he swings forward—

boom!

The scorching air wave spewed out, and the dazzling red light spread from the center of the white light to both sides.

"Scorching sun... Red Mirror!"

The sound of a hissing air flow drew from the corners of the mouth, and the familiar voice of the shirt-young sounded in their ears.

He received it?

This idea came to Tezuka and Akutsu's mind for the first time.

嗞嗞嗞~

The fire light from the counter-cut swallowed all the white light in front of him in an unstoppable manner, and made a whistling sound like fried beans in the air.

"Good boy!"

Echizen Minamijiro let out a surprise, he probably guessed the source of Yuu Yuu's power in the first few shots.

But when I really see this scene, I still feel amazed.

This special way of breathing can actually exert another power that is completely different from that of another dimension.

And its power is only big and not small!

His eyes flickered faintly, and the figure staying at the bottom line became erratic, and the whole person seemed to be between the virtual and the real, becoming abnormally unreal.

Impermanence!

In an instant, the two people on the sidelines who had never dared to miss any detail felt this way.

Before the shock of Tezuka and Akuzu could be digested, Echizen Minajiro made another shot.

Huh!

His wooden racket had a faint breath of illusion, as if emerging from a gap in space, appeared above the real firelight.

boom!

Hearing the sound of hitting the ball, his shirt lifted his eyes and his pupils trembled slightly.

On the opposite side, in the space in front of Echizen Minajiro, there seemed to be countless impermanent and real shots.

Each swing is a completely different angle.

That blazing sun-like flame finally slowly extinguished in this unpredictable space.

Boom!

The ground trembled slightly.

The three of them discovered that the breathless tennis ball had turned into a shadow of impermanence and bounced out of the blind spot in the half-time of the shirt.

"What kind of kid, is this all you have?" Echizen Nanjiro straddled his legs in the backcourt, struck the racket net on his own shoulder, and showed a bad smile on his face. "If that's the case, you can Not bad..."

However, even before his voice fell, he was immediately interrupted by the eruption of Jackie Yu.

boom!

A thin line of red gold pierced the court.

It is like the first ray of sunlight rising from the horizon, flying towards the boundless distance.

"Fast Speed ​​Yanghua!"

The shirt is tight and the eyelids are lightly closed, and the slightly low voice can make people hear a sense of tension.

"You really can't relax a little bit." Echizen Minamijiro's face stiffened, and after sweeping his gaze over Yu Yuu's legs, he couldn't smile a little bitterly, "Boy, you are embarrassing my old man."

Jackie Yu immersed his head and hit the tennis ball and did not reply. For this ball, he was just conveying to Minajiro the attitude he held during this visit.

His calf muscles were twitching slightly.

call......

Jackie Yu closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and the warm power quickly filled his body.

Huh!

Bent your knees and kick the ground, toss the ball to lead the racket.

The second ball of the third round was sent out of his hands again.

It is said that I don't care about the number of games or the score, but I am afraid that no one can do this kind of thing.

Judging from the precise ball rights exchange, the two are tacitly aware.

call out!

The tennis ball turned into a golden light and disappeared in the eyes of Tezuka and Akuzu.

Not to mention the last ball, just this ordinary speed, has faintly exceeded the limit they can observe.

The corner of Echizen Minojiro's mouth was twitched, and his feet quickly stepped on the ground, and his body was almost pressed toward his left front at the moment when his shirt was released.

boom!

With a very comfortable wave of his arm, the tennis ball has fallen firmly into his net.

Pull the arm out!

Echizen Minajiro's body once again showed an obscure dark aura, that kind of impermanence between the virtual and the real, once again covering the tennis ball.

Whizzing!

A small mustard ball fell strangely into the corner between the bottom line and the side line of the shirt.

If ancient and modern unparalleled is the perfect combination of power and momentum, then impermanence is an alternative blend of skill and spirit.

On his way to the top of the world, Echizen Minamijiro has incorporated most of his moves into these two moves.

Tatata!

Hearing the sharp footsteps, Echizen Minajiro raised his eyebrows slightly.

Yuu did not give up on this ball top!

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