Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

"No, but in this case, it is impossible to break through the line of defense of the shirt."

Taocheng clenched his fist vigorously, and now he couldn't wait to lend his strength to the Echizen Ryoma on the court.

Only the basics and body, Yushang Yu has no idea how far in front of them.

"This little guy, it's interesting."

Kan Letruu slid his index finger, rubbing his somewhat rough chin. His eyes flickered as he watched the shirt Yuu, revealing the light of serious examination.

The player who is currently playing Bingdi is not only excellent in physical fitness, but also very comfortable with the delicate technical handling when playing.

"Would you like to get in touch too?"

He thought of it inexplicably, and faintly, he seemed to feel that he had once seen the appearance of Jackie Yu.

The familiar feeling lingered in his heart.

But he is looking forward to this game now, so he didn't think deeper.

On the field.

Echizen patted the tennis ball steadily.

His attention is highly concentrated, putting all his mind on this game.

At the same time, that hot, lava-like power radiated from his body and penetrated his feet.

The ultimate blessing of temperament lies in the feet.

The racket in his hand also fell towards the tossed tennis ball above his head at the next moment.

boom!

The tennis squeezed out the air on both sides and went down to the outer corner of the second zone of the shirt.

"The power sent out has become more concentrated, and it's still turning sideways to the outer corner." Yu Yu's eyes swept away, and he judged Echizen Ryoma's intentions.

I have to say that compared to five months ago, Echizen Ryoma has a fairly obvious growth curve in terms of physical fitness and tennis skills.

"But facing me, do you still retain the limit of perfection?"

Jackie Yu smiled in his heart, and then moved like before.

Step on!

He raised his foot to leap, and stepped on an inexplicable sword step, and once again, he was extremely strange and came to the position of the tennis ball.

"How can it be so fast?!"

Budi opened his eyes, and his icy blue eyes stared at the somewhat erratic figure in the shirt Yuu.

Counting the first goal, this is the third time that Yuu Yu has shown such a strange pace. He is even more elusive now than he has traces to follow in the past.

"Is this a step similar to the Shudi method?" Dashi asked condensedly from the side.

The previous Higa High School’s method of shrinking ground has left a deep impression on many people. Could it be said that Shangshan Yu is also the pace of learning and integration?

"No, it's not right!" Fuji shook his head, "His upper body hasn't been fixed, and the aura he showed..."

The seemingly light and windy shirt Yuu, but faintly concealed a sharp edge.

boom!

Everyone saw only a black and red light drawn from the racket on the shirt Yuu in mid-air.

The tennis ball leaped over the entire distance of the court in the blink of an eye, and exploded from the cross line of the front corner of Echizen Ryoma.

The dull vibration spread slowly.

The spectators on the side of the court opened their mouths slightly, obviously they hadn't reacted too much.

Just now, the tiny fibers stretched out on the surface of the tennis ball rolled up a series of fine grass clippings.

Rustle~

When the grass clippings accompanied by a little dust were blown by the wind, they seemed to be able to smell a delicate fragrance.

Echizen Ryoma's body was still in a posture with knees bent and started. His feet, shining slightly with the radiance of selflessness, seemed to be a joke at this time.

"0-30!"

The referee announced with some straight eyes.

The ball was scored directly.

When all of them were still stagnating in the last moment, the tennis ball had already bounced off.

"Tsk, this kid really doesn't show any mercy at all." Echizen Minajiro was annoyed, and after a while he turned into a helpless sigh: "This era belongs to the younger generations like Shangshangyu."

"Oh, old, old~"

As he said, he put his hands in his cuffs and slowly walked towards the outside of the stadium.

This time for Ryoma, it will undoubtedly be another huge growth, but the result may not be so wonderful.

"Perhaps among the peers, only these two guys can compete."

Another unruly and rebellious figure emerged in Echizen Minajiro's mind.

It's just that the figure seems to have become a little fuzzy because of the long time.

………

boom!

"Game, shirt Yuu, 1-0!"

………

boom!

"Game, shirt Yuu, 2-0!"

………

In just five or six minutes, the shirt Yuu had a suffocating rhythm, and the suppressed Echizen Ryoma did not have the slightest ability to resist.

"Why, this is how you asked me to use all my strength at the beginning?" Shang Yuu smiled at the corner of his mouth, and looked at Echizen Ryoma who was breathing slightly on the opposite side.

Until now, Echizen Ryoma's perfection of perfection has not been opened.

"I said, you will see!"

Echizen Ryoma pursed his mouth, with unyielding and stubborn eyes under the white ball cap.

Pass the racket on the left hand to the right hand.

Echizen Ryoma took out a tennis ball from his pocket with his left hand, and the dazzling light cyan light on his body shone together.

The dark green hair on his forehead floated slightly.

The whole person is bathed in the brilliance of the light cyan particles, which is particularly amazing.

"The racket has been switched to the right hand, and the limit of seamlessness has been opened. What is Echizen Ryoma doing?" Sanada was silent, a little puzzled.

"Does he think that just by doing this, he can find an opportunity in the hands of the senior in the shirt?" Kirara crossed his arms and sneered from the side.

He still had that concept in his heart. Compared with Qingxue's group of guys, he had always had a greater affection for the Ice Emperor.

Not only did Tsung Yuu guide him, but Akutsu also helped him out.

"Don't take it carelessly, don't forget that you lost to this first grade before."

Liu Lian'er groaned for a moment, but she said Ling Qiuyuan's very disgusting words.

There is basically no one to walk along the way of selflessness, especially after opening the third door, there are probably many special mysteries that they don't know.

Just confirmed from Yukimura, there are several other abilities.

Huh!

Echizen Ryoma threw the ball up amidst the crowd's comments on the sidelines.

Immediately afterwards, his body leaped up, and the racket behind the stretch fell sharply.

"Ho!"

boom!

His low drink, accompanied by a crisp sound rippling from the court.

"This ball is..."

A strange color flashed in the eyes of Jacky Yuu.

The tennis ball was like a white light that appeared out of thin air. After it got under the inner corner of his hair extension, it whirled fiercely for a moment, and then flew toward his side face.

It's an external spin serve.

This scene suddenly reminded him of the match where the two met for the first time at the end of March.

"It's interesting."

Huh.

He moved his left foot back half a step, deflected the center of gravity to side the body, and pulled the racket in his hand to his shoulder without hurries.

In his eyes, this tennis ball, which seemed extremely fast, seemed to have been slowed down, and there seemed to be some special lines faintly.

hiss……

Long breaths slowly spit out from his mouth.

The racket that moved quickly cut out a thin silver-white thread in mid-air.

In an instant.

The waves from the water and the sky directly submerged the brilliance of the tennis ball.

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