Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

The blood moon disappeared, and the ghosts and gods collapsed.

Oni Jujiro's face suddenly whitened, and his whole body shuddered subconsciously.

This kind of mental will seems to be cut open by someone, and if it is another person, I am afraid that it has already screamed in pain.

Seeing that the tennis ball that broke through his different dimension flew from the ground, he seemed to smell the flame and blood burning above it.

This ball can no longer be blocked.

Huh!

A sharp flying stone struck his cheek, and a few strands of blood flowed down from his cheekbones.

Immediately afterwards, there was a boom!

The wall behind him was finally overwhelmed, revealing a wide gap.

The masonry fell in pieces.

The middle school students who watched the game on the sidelines were numb. When did they ever see a tennis ball that could collapse a concrete wall?

Even if it was a light shot before, at most it would only leave a round pit.

"Senior Ghost, it's 5 to 3."

Jackie Yu chuckled very calmly, as if the person who caused all this just now was not him.

"Come on." The ghost stared at the shirt Yuu, and said in a deep voice.

Rustle~

A few breeze blew past the middle net, blowing away the smoke and dust.

Everyone on the side of the court took a breath.

Even if they were prepared in their hearts, but after seeing the unrecognizable stadium... they still couldn't hold back.

Oni Juujiro stood upright still resolutely, his brow furrowed by a tingling pain from his cheek, he raised his palm, and gently wiped it aside with the back of his hand.

He didn't care about this little injury at all.

"Uncle Ghost!!"

Toyama Kintaro, who had gradually recovered, shouted from the side.

He still can't fully understand the will displayed by these two people on the court.

"Little gold!"

Baishi's palm rested on Xiaojin's slightly trembling shoulders. When the latter looked back, she saw Baishi shook his head with a serious face.

"But, but..."

Little Cheat pointed to the court and wanted to say something. However, the next moment, a light cyan light shining incomparably emerged from the court.

"It's the brilliance of the seamless limit, but..." Echizen Ryoma's eyes flashed, as if returning to the big game two months ago.

"But it's not enough."

He retracted his gaze and shook his head.

Tokugawa Kazuya frowned, and the ghostly Ashura shinto aura couldn't be felt at all after that shot just now.

He swept over the faintly vague phantom behind Top Yuu, and fell into contemplation again.

"Sure enough, it appeared, the kind of slash that looked like annihilation."

Unlike other people's only superficial exclamations, a small cluster of flames suddenly rose from the depths of Byodoin Phoenix's eyes. At the beginning, it was only a rudimentary move that could break through his blockade. Now it has become so much.

After all, the ghost did not take that step, otherwise the ghosts and gods behind him would not be completely extinguished. As for the perfection, how could only one kind of brilliance catch his eyes.

Facing the shining light blue brilliance, the shirt you shook his head with a light smile, then grabbed the tennis ball and threw it above him.

boom!

A thin line of red gold shot from his racket, dividing the entire court. The superb speed Yanghua in this state can't be reflected by the limit of seamlessness.

And Oni Jujiro...just as he expected, his body remained motionless.

call……

The shirt slowly exhaled a suffocating breath and relaxed the muscles in various parts of his body. This style is used to adjust the rhythm, or to give the opponent a desperate blow will undoubtedly be the best choice.

Da Da... Da Da...

After hitting the tennis ball twice, Jung Yuu's gaze swept across the court at random.

"It's going to continue."

His words lifted Oni Jujiro's spirits, whose aura had declined to the extreme.

However, it is a pity--

boom!

The first ray of light that greeted the eyes, I don't know when it has been projected toward the boundless distance.

"That's a speed at which even the seventh hour feels vague."

Ajiuzin had wrapped his arms around his chest and snorted to himself.

It was only after he finally entered that state before that, relying on his physical reaction beyond the mind, he steadily caught up with this pervert serve.

"Tsk tsk, this speed has surpassed the smarter your Mach serve, you can't see it at all."

In the first army team, Daqu Longci smiled relaxedly, the stronger the shirt Yuu's strength, the more hopeful they will be in this World Championship.

As for the ranking, he is very Buddhist.

Anyway, the Lord of Byodoin Phoenix will worry about these things in the future.

Yuezhi Yueguang didn't pay attention to this joking words. The shirt Yuben came from their ice emperor, and he could grow up to this point, even if he surpassed him in all aspects, so what?

Some people are not destined to remain silent, as long as they choose the right path, they will always move towards the top position.

boom!

There was another crisp sound, attracting everyone's attention.

Yuu, who was on the back court service line, has re-held a new tennis ball.

And the reverberation just now was just the sound of hitting the ball that floated after his last shot.

The aura on Oni Jujiro's body was suppressed, and the radiance of the heavenly clothes that should have dazzled dazzlingly appeared to be extremely weak at this time.

"It's over, the last ball." The shirt raised his eyes slightly and looked over.

His eyes returned to the calm he had when he first entered.

boom!

The tennis ball flew out of his racket.

And the next moment, it seemed like it had never appeared on the court before, and it had already hit the ruined wall behind Oni Jujiro.

Simply and neatly, four Ace balls.

And this time on the sidelines.

Those high school students who were onlookers all had unimaginable expressions on their faces.

They have rarely seen Yushou Yu's action, but in their minds, Oni Jujirou has always been second only to the existence of the Overlord Byodoin Phoenix.

Now I'm defeated like this...

It's no exaggeration to say that the top-to-back game completely overturned one of the two unshakable mountains in their hearts.

The shirt walked slowly in front of Oni Juujiro, and the two eyes met in mid-air.

"Senior, I accept your badge."

Oni Jujiro said nothing, the muscles on his face trembling slightly. Then he raised his arm and grabbed the badge on the collar.

"This time, you won."

Although his voice was hoarse, there was no frustration. He stared at the shirt Yuu and stretched out his palm, "Next time..."

"Senior Ghost, my eyes are always forward."

Shang Shan Yu directly reached out and took the badge with the word No. 2 printed on it, and interrupted what the ghost wanted to say next with a soft smile.

"Forever forward..."

Oni Jujiro was startled, and murmured softly in his heart.

When he refocused his attention, he realized that the shirt Yu in front of him had only left him with a back figure walking out of the court.

The look is a bit complicated.

The ghost lowered his gaze, his broad palm firmly grasped the brand new No. 4 badge in the center, his mouth changed slightly, "I will witness it."

………

"I think we... still underestimate the meaning of the name U17."

Cai Qianguang bit the tip of his thumb, and his voice suddenly became very heavy.

The game just now gave them a deeper understanding of how determined they must be to squeeze into that list and be selected for the team in the world.

His words made a sinking mood.

Just when everyone thought this game would come to an end. Kazuto Tokugawa, with dark blue broken hair, walked up from the side of the court.

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