Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

After ten minutes.

Bang dong!

As Guy Wen was thrown to the ground again by the power carried by the tennis ball, he lay down on the ground very embarrassed.

The suffocating breath of Ajiuzin enveloped the audience, and Guy Wen was like a little beast that was only ravaged by misery.

"Smelly boy, can you still get up?"

Standing in front of the net, Ajiuzin arrogantly put the racket on his shoulder, and his eyes were full of joking looking at Guy Wen Smith.

Said it was a game, it was better to say that it was his unilateral crushing.

The opponent's imitating Echizen Ryoma's style of play is really easy to guess. Even the genuine Echizen Ryoma was beaten by him, not to mention this pirated player who didn't know where he came from.

"Hey, boring."

Seeing Guy Wen who was lying on the ground did not respond for a long time, Ajutsu grinned and turned and walked towards the sidelines.

Except for similar moves.

In this game, the opponent has only played four rounds, and this kind of psychological endurance is really too fragile.

With this alone, the other party is completely inferior to the kid Echizen Ryoma.

Feel the depressed breath dissipate.

Guy Wen's light purple eyes flickered slightly, as if he had only heard what Ajutsu said to him just now.

"Wait a minute!" He propped up and got up, gritted his teeth, and looked in the direction of Ajutsu, "Who are you?!"

Hearing this, Yajiujin had a meal in his footsteps.

He sneered, tilted his head, and squinted at Guy Wen, "Little devil, remember, my uncle's name is Ajiu Jinren."

After finishing talking, Yajutsu no longer paid attention to Guywen Smith, he went straight to the sidelines and returned the racket in his hand to Higira.

He didn't forget that this racket was also borrowed.

When the members who watched the lively Ice Emperor slowly dispersed, there was only a silent and thin figure left on the court.

Hiss~

Guy gritted his teeth, enduring the sorrow and pain from all over his body.

He picked up his racket and walked deep and shallow towards the outside of the court. He confessed that he was a big somersault today.

Thinking time.

Whoosh!

A pale yellow tennis ball flew from behind him at great speed, and then passed his ears and bounced against the wall of the stand at the extreme edge.

"Smelly boy, don't forget that you have not cleaned the tennis ball over there."

Guy Wen's figure settled in place.

He closed his eyes, his whole body was trembling slightly, and after his chest went up and down several times, he finally said nothing, putting back the tennis balls that he had knocked over.

When leaving the Bingdi everyone training court, he looked back and took a deep look.

At this time, Ajiuzin was wearing a gray-white sports short sleeve, was driving the ball machine, and was training bang-bang-bang over there.

He is not stupid. He guessed during the game that Ajujin was probably also a member of the Ice Emperor Tennis Club.

Looking at it now, it really is like this.

"Bingdi Academy..."

He clenched his fist and lowered his gaze, a gloomy light flashed in it.

He took note of this school!

...

Just when Guy Wen Smith was frustrated at the time of Ice Emperor.

Shang Shan Yu is also digesting the experience of this competition in his own gym.

He sat cross-legged in the empty training room alone, and his mind was already immersed.

In the game recorded on the system panel, the confrontation between the two sides was observed from the perspective of God over and over again.

From Echizen Nanjilang Huanghuang's domineering unparalleled unpredictability, to the mysterious and unpredictable impermanence, even the various performances of the phantoms of the warriors of different dimensions have been confirmed in his playback from all angles.

"This kind of rotation is so subtle."

When Minami Jiro's control field pressed him against the bottom line for a long distance, Yuu Yuu was only left with admiration.

The opponent's use of rotation is not comparable to Tezuka for the time being.

Kungshou Yu even thought that even if Tezuka develops the highest realm, he might not be able to shake Echizen Minajiro's rotation.

Being able to control every bit of strength of oneself and opponents in the process of the leakage of power in different dimensions, such a micro-level performance can be regarded as a perfect state.

Wait, there is something wrong here.

A glimmer of light flashed in the mind of Shang Xian Yu, and with a big wave of his hand, the picture of this game quickly retreated.

Wushuang in ancient and modern times...Impermanence in all deeds...

The scenes of these moves, as well as the type of ball he played each time, were separately listed.

"Have you never left the backcourt?"

The use of these two tricks was finally discovered by Shang Shan Yu.

"So, is this a small habit left by Minajiro's domain in the past, or are these two styles not able to deal with all situations?"

Between the two possibilities he speculated, Yushang Yuu thought it might be the first one. This is a small habit left by Echizen Minojiro's development of the field long ago.

No matter who it is, in competitive sports, they will retain some of the tiny habits they have left after a long time of training.

Or touch your hands or rub the soles of your feet.

Echizen Minamijiro has too much control over the stadium and may have developed a small habit of backcourt counterattacks.

Regardless of whether it is correct or not, as long as there is a possibility...Sweatshirt You silently took this discovery to heart.

For others, Echizen Nanjiro's tennis system may be very incomprehensible, even if the frontcourt is controlled by the field, it will come to the backcourt obediently.

However, Shang Shuyu understands a truth. The towering mountains are also made of earth and rocks. Most people may not care about these details. Instead, they all focus on the powerful moves of Echizen Minajiro.

So in the end, there is only the ball where the two forces are intertwined...

After a long time, Shang Shan Yu opened his eyes.

It was dark outside at this time.

The teaching room where the lights were not turned on was also stained with ink by the faint moonlight.

In this quiet environment, he faintly heard a faint sound of breathing.

Shang Xian Yu rubbed his somewhat swollen eyebrows with two fingers, and pressed his slightly numb legs a few times.

After standing up, he followed the slight breathing sound and walked towards the door of the gymnasium.

At the door, a gentle girl was sitting and leaning beside her, holding a delicate lunch box tightly in her hand.

Maybe it was because she was too tired, or after waiting for her shirt for a long time, she just fell asleep at the door with her eyes closed.

The moonlight was like gauze, softly covering the girl's body.

Shang Xian You looked a little dazzling for a while, in the picture in front of him, only the girl was the only protagonist.

It seemed that someone was watching, the eyelids of God Rikana trembled slightly, and the slender eyelashes trembled.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the young man squatting halfway in front of her, with a touch of inevitable tenderness in her eyes.

"what!"

She flushed, her hands quickly covered her face.

However, through the gap between his fingers, Kamuri Yuuna could still see the warm smile from Shang Shun Yu to her.

"Sister Xuenai, thank you very much."

The shirts rubbed the girl's head. At this moment, both of them seemed to hear the throbbing heartbeat between each other.

Two days later.

Jackie Yu once again carried his bags.

The thing that the three boats coach gave him in the back mountain before can be said to be able to play the biggest role.

And there is no need for him to worry about the youth trials.

During this time, nothing else!

call……

The blouse takes a breath of air gently, and the corners of the mouth lift up easily

He stepped on the dawn, waved goodbye to the girl behind him, and then strode towards the distance.

Depart, Chiba Prefecture!

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