Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

Bang dong!

A terrifying loud noise spread all around the stadium.

Everyone stared blankly at the similar scene that appeared again.

The huge smoke covered everything on the court, and no one could be sure whether Tezuka had received the ball just now.

Shang Xian Yu gently stroked his mouth twice with his thumb. The ball of light just now, if he read it correctly...

rustle.

The dust dispersed.

At this time, the scene on the court surprised everyone.

Ajutsu clutched his right wrist and stared coldly at the opposite, while Tezuka, who was staring at him closely, also clutched his left arm, except that his body was squatting and the racket fell on the ground.

"Minister Tezuka!!"

Seeing this scene, the Qingxue crowd on the sidelines yelled nervously.

They are not blind, and the situation in front of them is obviously that both Tezuka and Akutsu's wrists have suffered considerable damage.

Could it be that the ball just now...

Sitianbao Temple, Li Haida and the others took a breath and turned their eyes to the court, hoping to find the mustard tennis ball.

Finally, they found the tennis ball under the corner of the wall seven or eight meters away behind Yajujin.

Everyone took a closer look and discovered that Ajujin’s racket had actually been punched through a big hole!

Tezuka waved to the sidelines with a single hand and stopped the Dashi, Taocheng and others who wanted to cross the stands and rush to the court to see his injury.

"I'm fine, the game is not over yet."

Tezuka's voice was still so calm, which made the young students who were worried a while ago breathe a sigh of relief.

Only Fuji and Etsuqian, the two of them looked more solemn, and the worries in their eyes did not fade.

Observing carefully, they noticed that when Tezuka used his right hand to drink back other people, a trace of unnatural pain clearly appeared on his face.

Although hidden in the shadow of the profile, they were keenly noticed by the two of them.

"0-15"

After the referee announces the score for the first goal.

The coach Sakura on the coaching bench quickly called a timeout. It's obvious that Yajujin was injured in this way. He needs to know the specific situation to see if he can continue the game.

At this level of confrontation, it is very likely that there will be trauma that will affect the player's future tennis career.

It's better to be careful.

Coach Ryugasaki just recovered from the shock just now, a trace of fear flashed in her heart, and then he called Tezuka to sit down and went to the sidelines to get the medicine kit.

"You said...Ajiujin is okay?"

Shido Ryo's expression was a little stiff, but he asked what he wanted to say the first time.

At this time, the shock brought to them by the ball just now weakened a lot.

"It should be okay." The shirt shook his head slowly.

The ball that Tezuka tried his best to fight back just now, if Akuzu doesn't resist, his wrist won't increase these burdens at all.

However, I am afraid that even he did not expect that Tezuka would be able to fight back in that situation.

Moreover, confrontation is also a habit that Yajujin has cultivated since playing tennis.

When a few people said that on top of the shirt, they also relaxed a lot.

After two years of getting along, even if it was Ajiuzin's nasty personality, the others could actually figure it out more or less.

The outside is cold and warm, and the mouth is hard.

After removing the hedgehog shell, he is actually almost the same as most middle school students.

Below the court.

Ajutsu returned to the coach's bench in silence.

When Bingdi's medical staff checked his right hand, they also didn't say a word.

His eyes occasionally glanced at the racket on the chair, and the big gap left in the middle made him very concerned.

The last ball...

The light in his eyes flickered.

The brilliance that Tezuka Kunimitsu's body finally burst out completely wrapped the ball of light he shot, and when it came to the back, it directly forced him out of the state of the seventh sense.

Otherwise, it is impossible for him to rush back to the opponent's tennis ball.

"Is it a brilliance similar to that smelly old man?" A hint of suspicion emerged in Ajiujin's heart.

However, he also knows that now is not the time to think about this. After this issue, he can discuss with Shang Shan Yu again, and the game is not over yet.

Two minutes later.Ajutsu's wrist to forearm was wrapped in a white bandage, which looked somewhat similar to Shiraishi's left hand.

As he walked back to the court, Ajujin's breath suddenly became a lot more stable, but soon, his brows frowned slightly.

Qingxue's position over there.

Dashi's expression was a little ugly or even sad.

He stared at Tezuka not far away, his mouth squirmed, but he didn't say a word

Tezuka by the coaching bench nodded in the direction of Fuji and Oishi, then bowed to coach Ryugasaki, and stepped onto the court resolutely.

Ajiuzin noticed that his wrist was already swollen obviously, and from that look, it was obviously not going to get better in a short while.

"You look like you still want to fight?"

As soon as Yajujin spoke, he felt regret. He was not the kind of mother-in-law, and he didn't have the shit thinking of caring about his opponent.

So he didn't wait for Tezuka to reply, and walked straight to the line of his backcourt.

Da Da... Da Da...

Ajuzin gently pressed the tennis ball twice, this time he did not rush into the seventh sense.

The limit of thinking is active, and the burden on him is not small. Now that both of them have a burden on their wrists, he might as well change his mind.

"Hehe, Kunimitsu Tezuka take it!"

boom!

A dangerous bloody brilliance shot out from his hand with a squeak.

Red eyes, pale golden eyes.

Aguzin's short gray hair fluttered in the wind, and after he served the ball in a wild state, he moved towards the net like a ferocious beast.

"here we go again."

Seeing Ajiujin's aggressive appearance, everyone in Qingxue suddenly felt their hearts tighten.

Did Tezuka's injury just now really have no effect on the game?

next moment.

boom!

Ajutsu only felt a ray of silver-white light that was almost Ultimate, flashing through his eyes.

This is……

The alarm bell in his heart made a big noise, but when his body just wanted to make a change, it was already too late.

The tennis ball passing by his side was like a silver-white bullet, piercing the tumbling breath around his body without any barriers.

"0-30!"

Akutsu raised his eyes, and saw Tezuka's body shining with the same brilliance as when he hit back the last ball.

"Such a familiar feeling." Shang Shan You's eyes narrowed slightly.

Isn’t the ultimate brilliance that shines on Tezuka the ultimate quality that Echizen Minamijiro achieved when he merged the three brilliances?

However, compared to the real "seamlessness" used by Echizen Minamijiro, Tezuka's current brilliance looks brighter, but it is somewhat inferior.

It should be the last state of mind.

Jackie Yu subconsciously gave Echizen Ryoma, and found that the latter was also carefully looking at Tezuka's state.

...

boom!

"4-4!"

...

boom!

"5-5!"

...

With the blessing of Tezuka's new state, Akuzu was forced to enter the seventh sense again.

Only the perception and thinking that is fast to Ultimate can capture Tezuka's ultra-high-speed counterattack.

The score became anxious.

The fierce draw has never stopped since the 9th game.

"These two guys are amazing."

Sanada clasped his chest tightly with both hands, not even paying attention to the whiteness of his palms already pressed.

Now he finally understood why he couldn't beat Tezuka in the last game. In addition to the somewhat unsolvable supreme realm, Tezuka has gone further than him in other respects.

Yukimura watched the stadium for a long time, and finally turned into a soft sigh: "Tezuka is going to work."

His voice just fell.

Ajutsu's offensive on the court changed abruptly.

Boom, boom, boom...!

This time is different from the tyranny of light hitting, Ajutsu's body has changed into five or six different ways of hitting the ball in a short span of time.

The phantom cascading for a while makes people's eyes fascinating.

Coupled with the tingling sensation from time to time from the left wrist, it made Tezuka's attention unable to concentrate to 100%.

"This ball..."

Huh!

Just as he lifted his footsteps for a moment.

Boom.

The ground trembled slightly.

Tezuka was stunned to find that the ball had hit the ground from the back of his shot just now.

"Game, Aju Jinren, 6-6!"

"Going to the tiebreaker!"

Watching the situation on the court changed again and again, and at this time it was even the tiebreaker, there was an unspeakable excitement in his eyes.

"You found out, too, Tezuka's wrist is almost out of support."

"He shouldn't have gone to catch that ball." Tracebu said in silence.

Hearing this, Tsung Yuu smiled helplessly: "If he dare not face it, then he won't take the step just now."

The trace department was speechless.

However, he still felt a pity in his heart. It was supposed to be a peak matchup, but because of this kind of thing, it made the game a little bit more regrettable.

On the court, Yajutsu, who started the first goal, did not keep his hands.

Huh!

He threw the ball towards the sky.

The next moment, layers of phantoms appeared. Although they all swung the tennis balls in different ways, they gave people a sense of time and space chaos.

"It's all true again?!"

Kikumaru rubbed his eyes hard, but he did not see any problems. Every Ajutsu who swings his serve is real.

Similar to but different from his Kikumaru clone.

Tezuka tried his best to forget the pain in his hands and raise his perception to the limit.

Tatata!

Shaking his figure, he made another attempt in the face of Ajutsu's goal.

He has also practiced in U17 for ten balls, but this kind of landing is completely different and the time before and after is not the same, which makes him feel extremely strenuous.

Huh!

When he hit the fifth ball back, Tezuka suddenly felt a sense of fatigue.

His arm holding the pat softened.

Click!

In the end, the real tennis ball bounced out from under his racket frame.

"Ice Emperor Ajutsu, 1-0!"

Huh...huh...

Only then did Tezuka realize that his breathing had become so heavy.

This game has been in progress for 2 hours.

"Can't lose yet."

Tezuka barely supported his body, still walking upright to the line of serve.

After breaking the limit, he knew that this time he was also fighting for himself.

As the man from Germany said, with the determination to step into the profession, the outcome is not yet known until the last minute.

The key to grab 7 games is to serve.

And he doesn't want to leave regrets!

boom!

The fiercely spinning tennis ball landed and then rolled back slowly.

"What a quick zero..."

Yukimura was a little surprised. He looked at Akuzu who had stopped halfway. Even if he had changed the ball just now, it was too late to save it.

"What does he want to do? He might hurt his wrist even more severely if he looks like it." Sanada's voice unconsciously increased a few degrees.

He really didn't understand that Tezuka, who was clearly aiming at a career, would make such a low-level mistake.

If one accidentally self-defeated and formed an irreversible injury, then this would shorten the entire career....

"This is also a professional quality."

Jackie Yu's words silenced those who still had questions around him.

Especially the trace department, he didn't know why, a kind of emotion suddenly appeared in his heart.

The problem that locked him firmly before, seemed to have been torn apart under this torrent of emotions.

does it worth?

does it worth.

...

boom!

"Aju Jinren, 7-6!"

Douda's sweat dripped from the tips of Ajujin's hair, and it seemed that a little bit slipped into his eyes, making him feel a little painful.

"Tezuka Kunomitsu, you fellow..."

He roared with a hoarse voice.

Until now, his right arm wrapped in bandages was also a little painful.

However, in the face of him who still had enough energy to vent, Tezuka had only a certain idea left at this time.

Snapped!

"Single fault."

The tennis is on the net.

Tezuka was slightly startled. This was his first missed serve from the start of this game.

boom!

The tennis ball skimmed over the net.

But the next moment, the gray-white figure arrived.

boom!

Ajutsu slightly tiptoed off, and the racket in his hand fell horizontally.

at the same time.

A greyish breath fell like boiling water from Ajujin's side.

"It's over, the last straw that overwhelms the camel." Orange sighed lightly, then closed his eyes, as if he couldn't bear to see Tezuka's defeat.

However.

Hiss~

A faint cyclone flowed from the court.

After the tennis ball bounced, it flew towards Tezuka.

Under the gaze of many people, Tezuka's silver-white racket moved forward slowly.

"Pattern."

This last blow seemed to have used up all his strength, and the racket in his hand fell directly to the ground.

This ball... has it passed?

The youths who had recovered their hopes stared at the tennis ball slowly drifting towards the net.

Twenty centimeters...ten centimeters...

Slap... slap...

Like heaven, the tennis ball fell lightly on the white edge of the middle net.

He seemed to roll down at any time, but then rolled forward firmly for a short distance.

"Past!!"

Many people shouted in their hearts.

簌簌~

With a breeze, the strength of Tezuka's court finally increased by three points.

That little tennis ball is about to roll over.

"Hehe... I never believe in bullshit luck."

A sneer made everyone's hearts tremble.

Akutsu's eyes were cold in front of the net, he endured the soreness, stretched out and thrust forward, then turned his wrist upside down.

boom!

A touch of golden light landed!

On the court, the winner is king.

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