Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

"It's really amazing. Even the ball like the ghost just now has been defended."

A smile appeared on Shuji Tanajima's face. The ball on the shirt just now had the same effect as one of his preset moves.

Hearing what he said, the faces of the others showed a solemn look.

They asked themselves, if they had just changed it to them, it would be difficult for them to resist the ghost's second-stage blow that was mixed with another dimension.

"Huh...what anxious, the game has only officially started now." Byodoin glanced at the people behind him, and said coldly.

He knew very well that not only had Shang Shunyu not revealed his image of another dimension, but also Oni Jujiro definitely had room for it.

At the edge of the crowd, Echizen Ryuya had already stopped his movements.

His inattentive look at the beginning has also been put away, and he turned to watch the game seriously while playing with the oranges in his hands.

Although this level may be terrifying to others now, in his mind, it is probably just the word "interesting".

"However, as the unexpected joy of this journey, it is enough."

He hummed softly in his heart, and then his eyes turned to see the stubborn boy on the sidelines with a serious look of intent, and he couldn't help showing a smile.

On the court, the game between the two sides continued.

boom!

boom!

The strong and powerful collision sound continued to agitate.

Every time Oni Jujiro strikes, the dark purple aura behind him will become a thick three-pointer.

The ghosts and gods arms that appeared from time to time can set off a violent air current, which puts a great pressure on the top of the shirt.

boom!

Another ball flew out.

The tennis ball was enveloped in a rich purple-black atmosphere, after crossing the middle net.

Buzzing!

He raised his eyes and saw a purple-black tennis ball bigger than half of the court, blasting down towards him.

And behind this huge and incomparable tennis ball, a faint purple-black phantom flashed across the body of Oni Jujirou.

"Finally, can't help it?" There was a glint in Shang Yuu's eyes.

On the other side, this is already unable to bear it, and is ready to use the ability of the second stage of the different dimension.

Ashura Shinto will add body, can raise the ability of the whole body to the limit.

The tennis ball in front of him, like a small hill, is also the sense of confusion that Oni Jujiro caused by oppressing his spirit and will.

"But..." The shirt cast his eyes down and smiled, without any thoughts of avoiding it.

It ended here two years ago.

"hiss……"

He didn't grin, and the hot air wave spread from the gap in the corner of his mouth. The fiery red lines twisted and spiraled from the corner of his eyes to his forehead.

Under the cover of the light brown hair, there was a strange beauty.

tread!

Sweater Yu's thigh contracted and lifted, and he stepped forward abruptly. The purple-black aura in front of him was directly washed away by the scorching heat rising from his body.

A hot and dry spirit emerged from his half-time.

Boom!

The racket in Shang Shan Yu's hand seemed to have pierced the air, turned into a red light spot, and hit the huge tennis ball head-on.

Boom!

The breath of the different dimension is shattered like a phantom, and the tennis ball is still in that small shape, violently twisting in the net of the shirt.

Chi Chi Chi Chi ~

The fierce friction sound is endless, and the tennis ball seems to be out of the net in the next moment.

Jackie Yu's wrist trembles, and the breath that he held at the beginning is slowly let go. Then there was a dizzying high-speed swing of his arm.

"The breath of the sun, Yanghua flashes!" The thoughts in his heart flashed.

boom!

The compressed extreme tennis ball turned into a slender flame light particle, which flashed quickly towards the backhand side of Oni Jujiro.

Oni Jujiro's eyes condensed, and he found the position of the tennis ball among the heavy afterimages. Holding the racket in both hands, he stepped sideways and took a step sideways. The moment the racket was swung out, the dark black light had already condensed on his racket.

"Get me back!"

It was still that somewhat deep growl.

However, the expected roar did not sound.

"This is……"

Although the ghost's racket literally collided with the crimson light particle, his arm didn't have time to exert force, and he felt the force on the racket empty.

With a wheeze, I reached Ultimate simply and neatly.

A scorched hole appeared completely in the center of his racket.

"Can't even take my racket?"

Oni Jujiro lowered his eyes and looked at the racket in his hand.

He was ready to break free from the mental influence of the previous ball, but he didn't expect to be exploited. Although the ball was meant to be calculated by the shirt just now, if it was not blocked, it means it was not blocked.

The score on both sides came to 1-2!

The two did not change games, nor did they intend to rest. Just the rotation of the ball is ready to start the next game.

"It's a suffocating rhythm." Cai Qianguang clasped his hands, which was completely different from the games he had seen before.

Is this the rhythm of the world?

"Looking at it this way, the games he played with us before really looked like a house."

Shiraishi on the side also shook his head and smiled bitterly.

If they really want them to fight with Yushang Yuu like Oni Jujiro, I am afraid that they will not be able to finish a complete game at all.

"Hmph...Of course you don't know how terrifying this guy is already."

A mocking voice sounded, and the members of Shitenbao Temple looked to the side, and saw Akuzu standing with his hands in Kabuto, with a cold face, standing not far from them.

"It's you, Bingdi's Yajujin." Chitose Qianli was a little surprised. They hadn't seen this one since just now.

However, when his gaze swept over the upright collar of Ajutsu, he suddenly shrank.

A No.11 metal badge is firmly pinned on it.

"You are already..."

He was speechless for a while.

After witnessing the confrontation between Oni Jujiro and Shangshan Yu, they now dare not underestimate the strength of the members of the first army.

However, Yajujin had obtained the metal badge dedicated to the identity of the first army in the overseas expedition in such a short time.

Yajutsu ignored the other people at Shitenbao Temple. His eyes were fixed on the court, his slender hands were already clenched into fists.

They played a game as scheduled before he and Yu Shan Yu separated.

He originally thought that he was qualified to stand in front of Topsong Yu.

result……

This somewhat unbearable picture flashed through his mind quickly.

On the other hand, Oni Jujiro's changes on the court caused him to concentrate more.

………

boom!

There was a heavy muffled noise.

The racket in Onijujiro's hand collided with the tennis ball again. The muscles on his arm bulged, and the thick blue veins circulated and twisted like a snake.

"It's getting heavier!"

He took a breath and looked up at the calm and calm expression on his shirt. The arrogance in his heart was stirred up again.

In the past few games, the score has been unknowingly surpassed by Shang Yuu.

Now that this step has been achieved, don't leave any regrets. The last time he did his best to play a game was with Byodoin two years ago.

"Boy in the shirt, you are optimistic!" He raised his head and let out a long scream.

boom!

While the tennis ball was violently fanned out by him, the breath on his body rolled, and a huge ghost and ghost appeared from behind him.

The blood-red eyes of the ghost stared at Yushu Yuu's body, and his sturdy arms swung down toward Yuu Yuu like Jujiro oni.

"This is the complete second stage?" Tanjima Shuer raised his brows.

"No, more than that, you pay attention to the bloody moon behind him that covers most of the stadium."

Tanijima first glanced suspiciously at the young man wearing the Kabuto cap. After looking at the stadium, he found a bloody moon with an unknown aura over the dark purple and deep aura.

It was under the blessing of this weird blood moon that the whole ghost and god became extremely terrifying.

"Here, I have been waiting for a long time."

Looking at Oni Jujiro, who was only close to the door, he took a deep breath.

The crimson firelight rose from behind his body like a billowing torrent, and under the hair, the Madara flame pattern became red and dazzling.

Rumbling.

Under the dumbfounded gaze of all the people, a round of big sun slowly rose from behind him.

In the stands, Byodoin frowned, too. His shirt Yuu was not like this before. The phantom holding the sword has disappeared?

Although Da Ri was brilliant, it didn't give him that unreasonably terrifying feeling.

hiss……

The shirt smiled slowly, and raised his hand to wave at the arrogant gloom.

The big sun behind him trembled suddenly, and a small black spot at the top became clear before everyone's eyes at an incredible speed.

Boom!

Crimson blow cut out.

Only then did Byodoin see that the figure wearing a flame haori was the shirt Yu himself.

A ray of setting sun, like red iron into butter, divides the ghostly shadow on the opposite side of the stadium into two.

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