Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

boom!

"Bingdi scored on top, 30-0!"

...

boom!

"Bingdi scored on top, 40-0!"

...

The shirt yo one ball after another.

Every ball played didn't seem to be special, but Echizen Ryoma's body was stuck in place, allowing the mustard yellow tennis ball to jump out of him.

"What happened to Echizen?!"

A hint of urgency flashed across Kawamura Takashi's face, and he buzzed: "Obviously the tennis ball fell in front of his body, but Echizen seems to have not seen it at all."

This weird scene, after being repeated again in the second round of Serve Yuu, has attracted the attention of many people.

Judging from the direction of their field of vision, a tennis ball with a long shirt can't be called fast, and it doesn't even apply too much special rotation.

"This is not right."

Sanada's eyes became sharper, and his voice was a little surprised: "This kind of serve is obviously not the kind of suppression that depends on physical fitness."

Now this scene reminded him of the situation where they played against each other in Kanto in the first grade.

That kind of purely abnormal mental suppression also made him unable to resist at the time.

However, the current Echizen Ryoma Mingming has opened up the brilliance of the seamless limit that can be immune to most mental oppression.

Even Yukimura can only use trickery...

Jackie Yu holds the tennis ball and stands on his bottom line with a smile.

The state he is in now is naturally incomprehensible to others. Returning from the practice of Papa Hexagon, the tennis he understood has changed drastically from before.

Especially after that, when he replayed the game against Echizen Minamijiro through the replay again, he had a lot of new insights.

He also gradually understood why Echizen Nanjiro was able to play that ordinary tennis with miraculous effects every time.

"This feeling is really amazing to the extreme."

call……

Jackie Yu took a light breath, and what he saw in his eyes seemed to be the countless intertwined lines that make up the world.

In other words, it was the breath slashing line that stretched out every time he breathed.

Everything in front of him, as fragile as glass, would be shattered by him.

And all this naturally includes space, time, and the brilliance and will of the opponent.

Every ball is directed to the essence.

Ajujin was able to achieve that effect before, but he can also do it easily now.

Even……

Zi Zi Zi~

A crackling orb of terror light suddenly appeared in his palm.

Then, a silky brilliance flashed through his light brown eyes, the muscles of his shoulders and elbows twisted, and the racket in his hand fell suddenly along a certain trajectory.

boom!

A group of golden light flashed sharply, directly squeezing all the air in the flight path.

Tennis has not yet arrived.

Echizen Ryoma immediately felt an abyss-like spiritual oppression, crushing the brilliance of the heavenly clothes on his body to the bottom.

Bang dong!

The light ball hit the ground and pierced the racket in his hand almost without stopping, leaving a small round hole in the wall behind him.

"Game, shirt Yuu, 4-0!"

The momentum was huge, but finally returned to calm.

However, this sense of silent horror has made the hairs behind more people stand up.

Echizen Ryoma's eyes were round, and a few drops of cold sweat slowly flowed down from the temples.

After a while, the brilliance of the heavenly clothes that had been supporting his body slowly disintegrated.

He suddenly felt like he was missing something. The fortitude at the beginning and the Aichi faintly touched later disappeared.

"Ice Emperor! Ice Emperor!"

………

"Top! Top!"

Seeing that the score was further expanded, the ice emperor cheerleading team rang from the sidelines.

At this moment, Echizen Ryoma had no thoughts to think about it, and his heart was full of daze and panic.

"why?"

"Why did the ball just annihilate what he had felt?"

There is no longer the smile on his face that he enjoyed at the beginning. Instead, he stared solemnly at the face of Sung Yuu.

"Sure enough, the essence of beheading has also improved a lot."

Shang Xian Yu was in a good mood. Although he was a little bit thinking about experimenting with Yueqian Ryoma, it was undeniable that he did comply with the other party's request at the beginning.

Not to mention full force, but he did take this game seriously.

As for whether Echizen Ryoma can accept it?

Top Yuu can only shrug his shoulders with a smile.

With Echizen Ryoma's background and talent, he might experience more of these situations, and he could step into the gate of Ashura Shinto faster.

"This classmate, please serve..."

The referee reminded him twice in the direction of Echizen Ryoma on the high chair.

The latter was relieved.

He took a deep breath, trying to keep his brain calm.

The game is not over yet, if you just give up...

Many people flashed in his mind, including his inconspicuous dad, his brother who loved him since childhood, Qingxue’s Tezuka, Fuji...

boom!

He tossed the ball, and the milky aura of selflessness floated out again.

The tennis ball flew straight out of his hand, pressing precisely on the sideline of the hair extension.

"It's amazing. I didn't expect him to be able to achieve this level in the situation just now."

Seeing Echizen Ryoma quickly adjusted, Tracebe couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration.

Under normal circumstances, he rarely takes the initiative to praise an opponent, but in Echizen Ryoma, he does see some characteristics that many players do not necessarily possess.

Tatata!

Jackie Yuu's body flashed toward the backhand side.

He breathed out lightly, there was not much change on his face, but many people felt that some changes had taken place in his breath.

It seems more real.

The swinging arm drove the racket in his hand and drew a pulsating arc.

call out!

The fierce whirling sound made Echizen Ryoma's expression tighten, but soon, a strange look appeared on his face.

The ball on the shirt still seems to be very fast, but the breath has changed, and it is no longer as imperceptible and unpredictable as before.

With his head buried, his feet moved quickly with the ultimate aura blessed by thousands of tempers.

In an instant.

The racket in his hand stood firmly in front of the tennis ball.

Chi Chi Chi Chi ~

The moment the tennis ball was caught, there was a harsh rubbing sound against the racket net line.

Echizen Ryoma is not worried but happy.

Compared with the dangerous confrontation before, this kind of pull is really a little pediatric.

Huh!

He lifted his arm, exerting pressure on his wrist, and immediately caused the tennis ball to fly back upside down along the oblique angle.

However, in front of the stadium net, the figure of Jackie Yu was already waiting in that position.

I saw everything sink his arm.

The spinning tennis ball was about to fall in front of the net that Echizen Ryoma could hardly return to defend for a while.

"Standard Internet interception, this is terrible."

Taocheng screamed.

Although he doesn't know why the atmosphere on the court has changed, in this case, Echizen Ryoma is still not dominant at all.

But in the next moment, a touch of surprise appeared on his face.

The tennis ball, which was slowly falling like a fallen leaf, was actually absorbed by some invisible air current at the moment it bounced.

Echizen Ryoma's left foot slipped forward.

A circle of light that spread out from all around his body lit up.

Tezuka domain, or Minamijiro domain.

Snapped!

He was already posed and squeezed hard at the left side of the tennis ball.

A pulsating golden beam flew towards the blind spot on the other side of the shirt.

"Sure enough, you still use other people's tennis even if you do this." The voice of Yusong Yu passed into Echizen Ryoma's ears lightly, causing his face to change slightly.

Several people had already said this to him not long ago.

The figure in his shirt Yuu on the other side gradually disappeared.

It turned out that what was still left in place just now was just an afterimage that he hadn't reacted to.

On the bottom line at the other corner, several grayish-white flowing shadows twisted and floated, and finally the figure on the shirt gradually became clear.

He gently exhaled a scorching air current, his sharp eyes swept the changes attached to the tennis ball, and he suddenly sneered in his heart.

It's still useful to rotate inside.

boom!

The shirt swayed the racket, and the intertwined net lines seemed to be dyed with a layer of crimson, enveloping the tennis ball that had just been bounced.

In an instant.

The fireballs the size of a fist, along a straight line, crashed into the opposite bottom corner.

The repulsive force rising from the whole body of Echizen Ryoma didn't have any effect on tennis.

"0-15!"

Jackie You closed his head and shook his head.

Before this game was over, the part that Echizen Ryoma was beheaded by him should have no chance to recover.

So this game...

The cold light in his eyes flickered, and the aura on his body became blurred as before.

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