Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

"I want to shoot through your heart!"

Ping Shanzhi made a flamboyant and funny face, and pointed his finger at the shirt like a gun.

coming!

Serve the same posture as the first ball.

Puff!

"30-0"

It's this trick again... a sniper bullet!

The Ice Emperor was a little silent, and the serve that could penetrate the racket with one shot was a little beyond their imagination.

"It's terrible piercing power..."

Shinozoku Yuji glanced at the racket that Yuu had been penetrated, and exclaimed in his heart.

Faced with such a serve, if it was him, maybe even the racket would not be stable.

"Haitian, have you seen the guy opposite before?" There was a dignified tone in the tone of the trace who had been watching the game.

Such a strong player, and still a third grader, shouldn't be an unknown person.

"No!"

Haitian Shin and Sakamoto Kumaji looked at each other, confirming that they had never seen such a person in their impressions, and shook their heads one after another.

"That should be the problem of the strength of Sitianbao Temple itself." The trace department seemed to think of a certain school and did not ask any more.

"Will there be a problem with the shirt..."

Seeing Yu Yu who had no good way for a while, Xiang Hi couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"It's okay, the strength of the shirt is not as simple as you think." Trace Department said firmly and confidently.

Although the minister of Sitianbao Temple was somewhat capable, he was just a little troublesome, not to mention his shirt.

"The shirt did not change the racket!"

Ninzu's shrewd eyes flashed, and he said details that other people hadn't noticed yet.

"Yeah, that move failed to break the racket of the shirt, so at least it proves that the shirt is dragging!" Xiang Ri was not stupid, and he quickly thought about it.

Like the guys from Shitianbao Temple said, this is a trick that can penetrate the entire racket, but except for the first ball, Yu Yu was caught off guard from the second ball, and the racket was intact.

Not only forbearance, Hara Zhe, who knows Ping Shanzhi best, also naturally discovered this problem.

"The young man on the other side is probably far more powerful than the minister, otherwise he won't find a way to deal with bullets in just two goals." Yuan Zhe also thought in his heart.

"Bai Shi, if it were you, are you sure?" Qian Ye's face was a little dignified and asked his friends around him.

Shiraishi nodded and shook his head again.

"I'm afraid there is still strength on the other side."

There was already a shocking conjecture in Baishi's mind.

His foundation is extremely outstanding, and it is obvious that the shirt Yu still has more hands.

"He wants to crack the Minister's sniper bullet head-on." A thought floated in his heart. As a strong man, he could understand the thoughts of Shang Shan Yu very well.

On the field.

Ping Shan felt that the situation had once again fallen into the hands of the opposite boy.

His bullet serve only lasted two goals, and was barely blocked by Yuu Yu in the third ball.

Yes, blocked! The racket was not pierced, nor did he give up receiving the ball. Yuu Yuu barely hit back with the racket in both hands.

"He has discovered the characteristics of this ball?!" Ping Shanzhi's heart was filled with suspicion, but his face still had that serious expression.

Puff!

Puff!

The ball was deadlocked briefly.

Jacky Yu was not in a hurry to score, but gradually felt the feeling of hitting the ball, and he felt better.

Puff!

It's another diagonal cut of the shirt Yuu.

Ping Shanzhi decided to take the initiative again and regain the initiative on the court. After a few rounds, Yuu's shots became heavier than one shot. This is not a particularly good signal.

Step on... step on...

The ankle exerted force and the sole of the foot pressed hard. With the blessing of the height advantage, he caught up with the ball close to the bottom line in a few steps.

Then, as soon as his arm was raised, the special posture close to serving was set.

"Junior... My sniper is more than just serve!"

"bullet!"

boom!

With a hint of black gunpowder, the tennis ball burst into flames and slammed over with an amazing aura.

"Good coming!"

Top Yuu's eyes lit up, and he didn't expect that Ping Shanzhi could even hit such a flat shot.

Then he is also welcome!

With a hint of a smile, T-shirt Yu's wrist quivered, and a special rhythm emerged on the racket.

"His~"

Complete Focus•The Breath of Water...

"The Seventh Shape•Ripple and Spikes!"

Bom!

This cannonball-like tennis ball collided with the racket, like a drop of water dripping into the calm water.

With a soft sound, the violent puncture and strength were all resolved.

Puff!

Immediately afterwards, the tennis ball whistled back with a translucent aqua-blue tail flame.

"what!?"

"Even so, I shot the Minister's bullet back with one hand!"

The people at Sitianbao Temple looked at the shirt Yuu like monsters. Ishida Silver's wrist shook subconsciously.

He is a power player. He has personally experienced how terrifying Ping Shanzhi's bullets are. The power fluctuations caused by the puncture make him unforgettable.

What Nin Zuqian also saw was the speed difference, what he saw was the terrifying wave power. Therefore, after that, another prototype of a purer move has been constructed in his mind.

Ping Shanzhi's own surprise was no less than that of everyone on the field. His proud stunt was really defeated by the opposite boy in just a few shots.

Facing the sharp counterattack from the shirt you, he did not hesitate, and once again prepared to use the bullet.

However, beyond his expectation.

The tennis ball, which was originally flying in the air, accelerated a second time after passing through the net.

Whoosh!

With a strange whistling, the tennis ball landed quickly.

"That's too late!"

Pingshan's arm movement became stiff, and a return shot was no better than a serve. He needed time to adjust if he wanted to use a bullet.

tread…

Ping Shanzhi could only forcibly step out half of his position to the right, swinging the racket in his hand ahead of time.

Puff!

"Hiss~Hiss~"

The moment the tennis was caught, Pingshan's complexion changed, this piercing force!

"Snapped"

His racket was directly pierced, unlike the burnt black hole left by his bullet, the other side of his racket was directly broken.

"30-15, Bingdi scored on the shirt."

"hiss!"

For the first time, an expression of shock and incomprehension appeared on his serious and funny face.

Imitate or create?

No matter which kind, this opponent is very scary!

...

"Not bad!"

Jackie Yu looked brightly at the racket that had been pierced by Ping Shanzhi in his hand.

This style of Shui Huqi was finally successfully integrated into the tennis system by him.

Thanks to Ping Shanzhi's bullets that gave him the last hint of inspiration.

Tennis sweet spot technology!

Refers to hitting the ball within the best hitting area of ​​the racket. The return of the ball in the sweet zone can increase the power, stability and control of the ball.

When adapting to Ping Shanzhi's powerful smash, he naturally took the sweet spot technique into consideration, and combined with the characteristics of Qizhi, this move is the best defensive counterattack technique for dealing with powerful moves.

Moreover, the final stage of the sweet spot technique is also linked to the world-class light hitting, and it may not be impossible to continue to explore in the future, increasing the power of his seventy-seven type.

After perfectly breaking Ping Shanzhi's bullet from the front, the opponent, known as the funny sniper, never made a wave of waves in front of Yu Shan Yu.

Puff!

"2-0"

...

Puff!

"6-0"

"Game, Bingdi tops Yuu, 6-0."

"The game is over, Bingdi Academy Top Yuu wins!"

Simply neat, the shirt Yu solved the future No.19 of U17. That terrifying strength caused many people in Sitianbao Temple to be silent directly.

...

"Senior, hard work!"

"You're good!"

Ping Shanzhi did not refuse the kindness of Shang Shan Yu, the two looked at each other and shook hands and smiled.

The strength of Shang Shan Yu convinced him that he lost, and it should be the existence of that level, no accident.

"By the way, senior, if you go to that place next year after graduation, remember to say hello to senior Yuezhi for me."

Just as the two were about to leave the field, the voice of Jie Yuu came over softly.

"Um?"

Ping Shanzhi was a little confused and nodded subconsciously.

However, soon, his mind was full of doubts. He knew Yuezhi Yueguang Senior, but the other party didn't even know him.

And that place? Where will he go?

"Then thank you senpai~"

Seeing that he had agreed, Shang Shan Yu walked back with a smile, without explaining anything.

As long as Ping Shanzhi went to U17, he would naturally know what he meant.

The singles of the shirt you once again let the players of Sitianbao Temple see the strength of the ice emperor's singles.

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