Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

Inside the small black house on the main base.

Kurobe picked up a cup of coffee on hand, and the monitor screen of the stadium in front of him was quickly cut to an outdoor wild stadium by him.

At this time, there was already a figure standing on each side of the stadium, and the tense and depressed atmosphere could be transmitted through the monitoring.

"Three sets of two wins, or one set to decide the outcome?" Echizen Ryuya twisted his wrist and asked with a smiling look at the shirt Yuu.

If it was Byodoin Phoenix who played this time, then he might still be a little bit jealous. And the words of Shangshan Yu... only the second stage of the different dimension does not pose any threat to him.

On the opposite side of the court, the momentum of Jackie Yu was slowly rising. Hearing this question, his eyes turned slightly and he said loudly, "How about a tiebreaker?"

There is no need for two wins in three sets, nor is it a one-set tie-breaker, but a method they used two years ago.

"Hehe, it seems you still mind."

Hearing that, Echizen Ryuya unconsciously showed a smile on his face.

He still remembers that at that time the way to grab 7 in a round was still proposed by him, because he didn't think how strong the shirt was, so he wanted to save some time.

As a result, now... is the position reversed?

Thinking of this, Echizen Ryuya nodded toward the shirt again and said: "I'm fine, then you will serve the ball first."

Because the tiebreaker is a rotation. So the right to serve is not particularly important.

And this is a tiebreaker in a single game, and the most important thing is the player's personal strength.

In this regard, shirt Yu naturally no longer nonsense. He took out a tennis ball from his pocket, holding Master tightly, and pressing it towards the ground.

Slap, slap...

After a few dull crashes, the atmosphere on the court suddenly became deadly.

Up to now, Shangshan Yu has roughly a guess about Echizen Ryuya's strength, so he has already embarked on that path and naturally has confidence.

Huh!

Tennis high throw.

The shirt jumped up on the ground and raised his arms to pat.

His arm muscles were tense, and he exerted force to buckle the tennis ball in mid-air.

boom!

A trembling sounded from his racket. The tennis ball turned into a crimson flame, expelling the air from the path.

The whirring wind pressure directly blows the dust on both sides of the court to the side.

Facing the incoming ball, Echizen Ryuya's eyes condensed slightly. This ball was not the kind of fast serve that he saw on the court that day, and could surpass thinking.

"Do you still want to have reservations..."

He had such a thought in his mind, and then swiftly chased after the tennis ball.

Perhaps this ball is already extremely fast in the eyes of ordinary people, but for them, it is just a normal speed.

If nothing else changes...

Huh!

He waved his arm, drawing an arc from top to bottom, and the racket left a violent breaking sound in mid-air.

However, just when the racket was about to touch the red flame light that flew up.

Whizzing!

The fierce whistling sound did not change, but shot from behind Echizen Ryuya's racket toward the outside of the field.

With a bang, the trees trembled.

The messy remnant leaves fell from mid-air like rain.

"This ball is..."

Not only Echizen Ryuya in the field, but even the Byodoin temple who played the appearance of the game was tight.

The ball just now shouldn't be missed. The fact is that the tennis ball seems to fly out of another space suddenly.

"It's interesting." Echizen Ryuya lowered his eyes and thought for a moment.

When he looked up again, the look in the shirt Yuu's eyes was completely different from the beginning. It's already obvious. Before, Yuu Yuu had some reservations against Oni Jujiro.

Although he hasn't fully figured out what the top shirt You just used is, his current mentality has changed drastically.

"So..." Echizen Ryuya exhaled, and while throwing the ball, his arms raised high.

His eyes stared at the tennis ball that was slowly rising in the air, and the racket in his hand was swung at the most appropriate time.

boom!

A white glow, in the blink of an eye, has already fallen to the bottom line of the top hair extension.

In addition to the fast speed, the pothole left on the surface of the court is also sufficient to prove the power of this serve.

tread!

Jackie Yu simply stepped sideways, and came to the tennis ball blankly. The whole action was almost completed the moment Echizen Ryuga's racket fell.

He slung the sole of his foot against the ground, the muscle lines of his waist faintly emerged, and when his arms were swung horizontally, the scorching breath had already vented from his mouth.

"Yanghua·Shan!" Shang Shanyou said softly in his heart.

boom!

Under the sole of his foot, there was already a fragment. A thin red thread seemed to cut the entire world, and the extremely sharp and terrifying mood directly caused Echizen Ryuya's hair on the opposite side to stand up.

The speed of this ball is just an incidental.

"Various lines ~ impermanence!"

Step on!

Echizen Ryuya's figure shook, and a black and purple aura emerged from his body.

At the same time, a young samurai phantom with a headband slowly formed behind him and swung out in the same posture as him.

The racket caught the red line in mid-air.

Chi Chi Chi Chi ~

Echizen Ryuya suddenly added a small mustard ball that twisted and torn wildly in the net.

The tennis ball spins fiercely and irregularly, and the fierceness on the surface cuts the wire, suppressing his wrist trembling.

However, in the many impermanence phantom changes, Echizen Longya's racket jittered faster and faster, and in the end all the changes on the tennis ball were completely eliminated in the void.

call out!

The tennis ball flew backwards towards the shirt, and a misty black and purple atmosphere was attached to it.

"Oh, this trick is no stranger."

The eyes of the shirt flickered lightly, Echizen Ryuya's impermanence, on the contrary, still lacked such a simple taste.

it's here.

Huh!

Jacky Yu's body flashed, and the racket in his hand flashed a black and red electric light in mid-air.

Boom!

The air wave surged, and the hair fluttered.

The tennis ball with a strong Ashura spirit has fallen into the net, and the shirt-yau's arms are as solid as a rock, with a touch of red, which quickly annihilates the black and purple aura like a flame.

Patter.

His wrist twisted everything.

The tennis ball fell slowly under Echizen Ryuya's surprised eyes.

Jacky Yu stood up, looking at the tennis ball on the front court, with a trace of nostalgia in his eyes.

Two years ago, Echizen Ryua's dimensional attack could not stop him as hard as he could. Instead, he left a racket that he still has in his collection.

And now... even the impermanence of Echizen Ryuya was very good at, and he couldn't get any benefit in his hands.

Huhu.

He took a few deep breaths of air, and the warm and steady power filled his body.

"2-0."

By the sidelines of Byodoin Temple held his arms around his chest.

Now the two people on the court have entered the second stage of the match.

However, in his opinion, this situation is just beginning. Echizen Longya can give him that kind of dangerous feeling, so he must have entered the next level, and the ambiguity of the shirt Yuu, on the contrary, can even explain some problems.

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