Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

"The singles match of No. 3 is over, Bingdi Academy Ajutsu wins, the score is 6 to 0!"

In a carnage-like game, many spectators who watched directly off the court did not dare to make a splash.

The sense of oppression that Yajujin showed on the court has been passed on to each of them through Tian Renzhihui's very miserable appearance.

Even Higachaka, who always likes bad words and uses trash talking outside the arena to influence his opponents, is silent.

Not to mention the ice emperor cheerleading team, which had more than ten times the number of them, even Ajiuzin's performance just now made them unable to promote this idea.

"Why are you waiting? Go and lift this guy down for me."

"It's really a waste. I don't even know to directly attack the opponent's body."

Get up and sit down.

At the coach seat, Saotome looked furious. He didn't care at all about whether Tian Renzhi was injured.

He just hopes that he will not lose face.

Hearing his yelling and yelling, Kate Yongshiro frowned slightly, and a cold light flashed from the depths of his eyes under the lenses.

Sometimes, this coach is too uninteresting.

Obviously there is no corresponding strength, but standing in that position to give orders is really disgusting.

The reason why he wants to lead the team to the national competition is because he wants the whole Neon to see their Okinawa martial arts.

If someone interferes...

Mu Shou had already drawn a red line to the opponent in his heart, as long as the opponent dared to transcend something, he would move mercilessly.

Waited ten minutes.

The broadcast sounded again: "The next round of doubles No. 2 is about to start. Higa Junior High School's Rin and Chinen Kan will play against Kaji Takahiro and Hijiruo of Ice Emperor Academy."

"The players from both sides are invited to play."

Nodding to the coach Sakura, Hijiruo walked onto the court with the silent Huaji.

This game can be regarded as a test for him, to see if he has made more progress and changes after the last failure.

Actually for him.

The school outside was okay, but the pressure on him from inside the Ice Emperor would be even greater.

As the first person in the shirt Yu, the leader of the max...Several strong people in the team glowed and heated.

Coupled with the three consecutive championships in Kanto, and the possibility of achieving two consecutive national championships...

And he, as Bingdi's ministerial election next year, the pressure he will face can be imagined.

He knows very well that his current evolution is not enough, and the speed at which he becomes stronger is still too slow.

Hiyoshiro took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and didn't even think about shaking hands with the people on the opposite team.

He and Huadi stood in front of the net, looking at the figure who was a lot taller than him seriously, "positive or negative?"

"Sure enough, it is the Ice Emperor, or as arrogant as ever."

The tall Chinenkuan did not answer, but the handsome Ping Guchang chuckled lightly: "We'll choose the opposite."

Hiyoshiro glanced at him sideways, ignoring his provocative last sentence at all.

Swish.

The racket hitting the ground spun quickly under the twist of his fingers.

The racket landed, and the eyes of the four fell at the same time.

Was this time worrying about the rush to serve in the last round? The referee announced when neither side had a good team formation:

"Hijia Middle School played against Bingdi Academy. At the end of the set, the first game was served by Hijia Middle School."

With a small smile at the corner of his mouth, Ping Guchang with short white and blonde hair walked confidently to the backcourt service line.

Da Da, Da Da.

Unlike Tian Renzhi, who was defeated in the last set, the rhythm of his serve is very good.

Every few more hits of tennis are consuming the patience and attention of the receiver on the opposite side.

"almost."

He smiled slightly in his heart. Then the ball was thrown high above his head.

boom!

The wheat-colored arm of Pingguchang quickly swung, and the center of the racket net directly hit the tennis ball that fell in the air.

Shoo!

The sound of breaking through the air sounded.

The tennis ball only left a pale golden afterimage in the eyes of the spectators, and then it quickly landed on the left front of Rijiruo.

"high speed……"

Hijiro's eyes didn't blink, and he quickly analyzed the changes on the surface of the tennis ball.

tread!

His steps moved forward, his body half-side in a special posture, and the racket in his hand was about to directly press the ball back.

But the next moment!

Tennis has unexpectedly changed in a special way.

Whoosh whoosh~

The flying tennis ball twisted like a small snake, showing a very complicated curve in mid-air.

"It's a great curve change ball, how did they do this serve?"

Inoue kept his eyes wide open, and stopped the action of taking pictures in his hand. The shot just now really surprised him.

"Fan Shaoqian, no respect."

Ping Guchang closed the filming, smiling at the duo of Ice Emperor who was silent on the opposite side, and there was a trace of triumph on the handsome face.

"That's what you said just now, a multi-curve ball with very complicated changes."

The fingers of the trace were placed on the wing of the nose, and the eyes were still remembering the force action the other party had used at the moment when he shot.

"That kind of jitter is the unique technique of exerting force in their area." The color of thinking flashed in Shang Xian You's eyes.

The style of martial arts in Okinawa is different from the ancient martial arts schools in Kansai region. It is almost a completely different school.

"Did the opponent use this trick before against Fudo Peak?"

"No." Shinzu shook his head.

"Sure enough, there is still a hidden strength." After hearing the words, Trace Department put down his fingers and embraced his chest. "It seems that doubles is their highlight this time."

Shang Shan Yu reminded, "Don't forget, there is also their minister."

For some reason, this team is much better than Jiazhong's team than he remembered.

...

boom!

"30-0!"

The unpredictable multiple arcs also left Huadi with no good solutions for the time being.

Opposite the court.

Ping Guchang still kept that confident smile: "Even if you are the Ice Emperor, but look down upon us..."

boom!

The crisp sound of hitting the ball completely covered his whisper.

The tennis ball passed over the middle net.

This time, Hijiruo got ready to deal with it earlier.

Straddle your feet and hold your arch.

His special martial arts posture appeared in front of everyone again.

Huh!

The soles of his feet stomped on the ground, and a dull sound was made, but it gave him a powerful explosive force.

"The first posture of performing martial arts, Leopard Tu!"

In an instant, he shot out like a gray-white arrow from the string.

Ping Guchang's eyes flickered, "It's useless."

Seeing that the tennis ball draws a different curve and is about to go around the racket in his hand, Rijiruo's arm strangely stagnates.

The twisting of the muscles in his arm, which had already been restricted to death, directly brought a big change.

"Fourth style of martial arts posture, eagle attack!"

The racket was inverted in his hand, and it cut directly in from the bottom of the tennis ball at a strange angle.

Shoot like a silver hook of an eagle and falcon.

Bang!

Then the tennis ball was picked by him and flew high above the sky.

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