Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

Should we continue to fight the Big Bang?

Seeing the actions of his minister, Ping Guchang smacked his tongue secretly.

Just now, the shirt Yu has proved with absolutely domineering strength that this kind of one-strike killer type of play is useless.

"Yoshiro..." Kai frowned.

He hadn't seen this look like Kate Yongshiro before. It can even be said that they are a bit different from the wooden hand he had known since childhood.

boom!

There was a crisp sound of tennis.

A light gold beam accurately fell on the corner between the bottom line and the center line of the top half of the hair extension.

Then-

Whoosh whoosh!

The bounced tennis ball is like a twisted yellow snake, bringing out an elusive and weird curve in mid-air.

"It's Fanshouqian!" Ping Guchang whispered when he saw the changes in tennis.

With this goal, Kate Yongshiro directly changed his tactical strategy.

"It's useless," the shirt shook his head leisurely, "Although the changes are enough, but at this level of flying speed..."

Huh!

The racket with the black and red border draws a gloomy light in mid-air.

The racket fell, and the shot was like a net.

Jung Yuu's forearms vibrated vigorously, as if woven into an invisible big net, no matter which direction the tennis ball twists and changes, it will be enveloped in it.

boom!

The strong force directly pulled out a pulsating arc in the air.

Although Kate Yongshiro relied on the advantage of his left-handed dominant hand, leading to the upper-handed Yuu can only use a backhand to slap back. But every one of his goals incorporates speed and strength.

The tennis ball landed and bounced off the bottom corner on the other side of the wooden hand.

"For such a long horizontal distance, the other party's method of shrinking the ground shouldn't be used either." Xiang Riyue said with a light smile.

In the previous two games, the other players of the opposing team have exposed all the shortcomings of this special pace.

tread!

The footsteps move horizontally.

Kate Yongshiro unexpectedly surpassed many people's expectations and rushed to tennis at the very moment.

"It looks like you guessed wrong again this time. The other party's minister should have overcome this defect of lateral movement."

Seeing the smile on Xiangri's face froze, he couldn't help but ridicule.

Kate Yongshiro, who had already moved to the tennis court through Shukuchi, was not as relaxed as others thought.

Huh!

His gaze will capture the trajectory of the tennis ball, and the racket in his hand has been swung and pressed down.

boom!

The racket hit the tennis ball.

With a trembling of Mu Shou's wrist, the mystery contained in tennis burst out suddenly.

"So heavy?"

His face changed drastically, and the feeling of joy and contentment that he had caught up with tennis at first disappeared completely.

Just when he was about to lean on his right foot for support, twisting his waist to exert force.

Patter.

The teal racket in his hand has been shaken and dropped.

What happened to the ball just now?

Seeing the wooden hand racket being beaten off, Higazhong's players were completely speechless.

The return of the shirt Yuu just now looks really strong, but it's not so powerful, right?

Kate Yongshiro turned around and picked up his falling racket, and then looked at Yushang Yuu's gaze more complicated.

The unknown brings awe.

With this ball, he did not understand the mystery contained in it at all.

Just a word, Shen!

Especially when he wanted to resist, the mustard ball in the net seemed to be filled with lead and became extremely heavy.

...

boom!

"Song Yuu scored, 40-0!"

...

boom!

"Bingdi won the game, 2-0!"

...

After breaking the hair, in just a few minutes.

The shirt Yu saved his serve very easily.

His airless appearance has dealt a heavy blow to the morale of Higa Middle School.

"It's this kind of pressure. It's exactly the same as when I confronted that man."

With the back of his right hand, Kate Yongshiro gently lifted the left side of the glasses frame.

His expression is solemn, and he doesn't have the style of being an "assassin" in the past.

"Sure enough... Under such a light, you can't even play your tennis style."

On the sidelines, Inoue sighed.

His sigh caused Shisaori to look over curiously.

"Senior, what does this mean?"

"Faced with Yushang Yuu, Kate Yongshiro couldn't concentrate at all, and the whole person seemed a little fearful."

To put it simply, I was suddenly beaten up on the tennis court.

Shiba Saori covered her small mouth slightly, and she thought of the information she had investigated before, about the information about Kate Yongshiro, the current situation is indeed the same.

"This boy, is he so strong now..." Shiba Saori's gaze turned to the court again.

Backcourt, the service line.

Mu Shu closed his eyes and was working hard to regulate his breathing.

Da da.

Da da.

The tennis ball was gently pressed down by him.

At this time, he knew very well that the first thing to do was to calm himself down.

Huh!

The wooden hand received the last bounced tennis ball, and then threw it upward.

Under the gaze of everyone in the court, the slowly rolling texture of the tennis ball seemed to be clearly visible.

"The action is different, are you coming?"

Yuu's eyes flickered slightly.

He was very keenly aware that Kate Yongshiro's current posture and overall aura were different.

Waiting for the tennis ball to rise to a certain place.

Kate Yongshiro stood on tiptoe, bent his knees, raised his shoulders and arched his waist, the racket in his hand had already fallen down for a long time.

Zi Zi Zi~

At the next moment, it was as if there was a faint electric current flowing on the court.

Little golden particles slowly dissipated from his racket net.

hiss!

"This...where did the tennis go?"

When the scene on the court became alive again, the audience outside the court couldn't help but breathe in air.

In their gaze just now, Kate Yongshiro didn't seem to have moved.

"Referee..." Mu Shou glanced diagonally at the referee on the high chair, and sternly reminded.

"Oh, wait..."

The referee first carefully checked the speedometer in his hand, and then observed the deep dent left by the shirt at halftime.

After it was confirmed that it was correct, the sentence was pronounced: "The wooden hand scored, 15-0!"

Although the muscles on his arms felt sorrow and grief, there was a smile in Mu Shou's heart, "Sure enough, you can't see this shirt clearly!"

call……

He took a deep breath, when he wanted to completely break his previous state.

Jackie Yu raised his head, and before he sent the next ball, he asked aloud: "How did you do this trick of tachyon?"

A simple sentence, but it stirred up his heart again.

A hint of surprise flashed in Mu Shou's eyes.

He didn't expect that Top Yuu had seen this trick, otherwise he wouldn't have asked such a question before the next goal.

"Forget it, don't you want to answer."

Seeing that Kate Yongshiro hadn't responded for a long time, Tsung Yuu lowered his head and smiled.

The other party may have their own fate, since they don't want to talk about it.

So……

The same move cannot be applied to the Saint Seiya twice.

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