Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

"Sakamoto-senpai, why are you running so fast, wait for us!"

boom!

"Yuji, you idiot, why are you pulling my balloon!"

Koishikawa's running figure paused, and shouted at Yuji Ichishi behind him.

"Haha... Seeing that you are going ahead, I subconsciously grabbed it."

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Koishikawa Kenjiro felt suffocated in his chest and felt extremely uncomfortable!

"Run quickly, don't forget that you are only the first to qualify for the challenge."

Holding a breath, Little Ishikawa didn't want to say anything, and quickly ran forward again.

Ichiji Yuji scratched his head, which seemed to be the same.

"Koharu, let's catch up quickly!"

? !

Ichishi Yuji turned his head, and the golden figure of Koharu was long gone.

"Koharu...!!!"

Hearing a wailing from behind, Sakamoto showed a faint smile as he walked through the jungle.

After experiencing the first training program of Sung Sung Yu, he is naturally familiar with this off-road cross-country project.

Although he increased the weight and balloons this time, he was not comparable to the few Maotou boys in Sitianbao Temple.

Whoosh!

"Oops!"

Sakamoto was startled, and a yellow tennis ball flew towards him from a corner of the jungle very quickly.

"Drink~"

At the close of his hair, he bent his arm and hit the tennis ball back with a racket.

Bang~

There was a muffled noise.

"Huh... Fortunately, I almost forgot to have this one."

Sakamoto let out a sigh of relief. Just now, he had been paying attention to the balloon that was constantly swaying behind him. In order to prevent the balloon from touching the branches and piercing, he almost forgot the hidden dangers in the jungle.

boom!

boom!

The deeper he walked, the more organs he touched.

"Trouble now!"

Sakamoto Kumaji felt bitter, and the difficulty this time was several times greater than the previous training.

This punishment is not a small test for foot strength, physical strength, reaction speed, concentration, and willpower.

Especially since he still hopes to obtain that challenge qualification in his heart, he can only be more careful in the next journey.

the other side.

Shioto Ryo, Hyuga, and Hara Tetsuya stared blankly at the winding creek in front of them.

"Let's catch it like this?!"

Waving the wooden tennis racket in his hand, Hara Tetsuya turned his head to look at the two of them.

"I also experienced this for the first time."

Xiang Riyue was a little bit eager to cry without tears. He thought it would be easier, but instead let us fish with tennis rackets? Then the task of these five fishes may not be completed even when it gets dark.

But the trail that had been walking in the front did not stop and walked directly to the middle of the stream.

He felt for a while, and for a moment, his eyebrows raised, and he found that after the stream had wetted the weight on his feet, he felt a heaviness in his body.

Slightly depressing this awkwardness in his heart, he turned his head and said to the three Xiangri people on the shore: "You guys come here, my uncle teaches you two methods, and I'll look forward to them!"

"minister!"

Xiang Riyueren and Shido Liang's eyes lit up, and they finally understood, otherwise they would be miserable.

The corner of his mouth has a graceful curve, and the trace pulls out a tennis ball from his pocket.

With a focused expression, the gleam of his eyes keeps following the fish swimming in the water.

One minute, two minutes...

"I saw it!"

From the stone-sculpture-like stillness to the sudden exertion of force, in just an instant, a yellow light projected down from the hands of Trace.

"Snapped!"

The tennis ball is like a muffled thunder, splashing a huge splash of water in the originally flowing stream.

In the splashing water, the tennis ball accurately hit the swimming fish underwater. The fish swayed and seemed to be stunned, but a few seconds later it still waved its tail and quickly slipped away.

"It's so explosive!"

Hara Tetsuya's eyes lighted up, and the explosive power of the wrist just now was almost the same as that of his smash.

"impressive!"

Xiangri and Shido looked at the trail with the same shocked expression. The blow just penetrated the surface of the water and directly hit the fish inside.

The shock and dissatisfaction of the different three people was almost written on the face of the trace department. He looked at the weight on his hand and suddenly understood what was going on.

The sudden increase in weight affected the strength of his shots. According to his previous practice, it is not difficult to hit one at a time.

"This is just the first method, the second requires this..."

Inside the villa.

Sakura Taro sat in an office leisurely with a cup of coffee.

There are several screens in the office, and what the screen shows is the training situation of a group of people.

The awkward field defeat group and the methodical indoor victory group formed a sharp contrast.

Watanabe Osamu's sight was mainly attracted by the outdoor team. Watching the players cope with the punishment problem with various tricks, he realized that he didn't know everyone that much.

In bad circumstances, human potential is really incalculable.

Looking at the calm and composed coach, he admired him so much that this senior taught himself a lesson.

evening……

The people who had been training for a day returned to the court in the villa area.

In just one day, the faces of everyone in Sitianbao Temple disappeared from the funny laughter of the past, and a tragic atmosphere enveloped everyone.

This kind of training is too cruel, whether it is indoor or outdoor group, it is the first time to experience such high-intensity training.

"Ahem..."

Watanabe Xiu coughed slightly, reminding everyone who was in a state of despair.

"Today, in the wild losers group, except for the trace department, no one has completed the punishment task, so only trace department is qualified to challenge."

Watanabe Osamu's words made everyone's face changed. The faces of the people looking for tableware in the field were quite ugly, especially Sakamoto Kumaji. He was almost able to finish it, but the man with round glasses pervert broke the good thing!

As for the fish catching group, it was purely because of their strength. Except for the five fish caught by the track department, Hara Tetsu only caught two, and Shido Ryo and Xiangri only caught one.

The long-term weight-bearing soaking in water makes the muscles of their arms and calves swell, and long-term focus on perception and observation is not something everyone can do.

The only trace that climbed up from the loser group focused on the faces of several people in the winner group.

Except for the indifferent blouse Yu, and Shiraishi Kuranosuke, who has a composure look, everyone else is cold behind him. The cold divine light in Trace Department's eyes is really uncomfortable.

"Then, coach Watanabe, shall we still play against Yobe classmates?" Ninzu Ken also looked at Atobe and put his gaze on him, and couldn't help but raise his hand and asked.

If it's just a game, then don't think about it, they will definitely lose. Everyone knows that this shirt, Shiraishi and Tracebe, are the strongest.

"No, it's not, but the challenge is related to tennis." Watanabe Osamu smiled lightly, and he and Coach Sakura naturally considered this problem.

"Okay, coach..."

"It's you, Shinzuqian!"

Ninzu Kenya's words have not fallen yet, the trail's eyes condensed, and the corner of his mouth pointed at Ninzu Kenya with an elegant smile.

"Uh……"

"Come on, Qianya, anyway, it's not a game, kill the trace department!"

Shang Shan Yu smiled and patted Kenya Shinzu on the shoulder.

"Come on, Qian, we are optimistic about you..."

Shiraishi also turned his eyes, and chuckled at Ninzuqian.

"Okay, okay... I'll do my best."

Reluctantly pulled out a smile, Ninzuqian also stood up.

accept the challenge!

...

ten minutes later……

boom!

With the last ball falling into the box.

"Trace Department wins!"

Watanabe Xiu smiled and announced that as for Shinzuken, he could only walk towards the loser group with a look of frustration.

The limited-time red and blue tag ball into the frame just now is indeed very fair. He has strong speed and good track vision. Within the time limit, whoever correctly scores more red and blue tags will win.

He finally lost to Trace by five goals...

night.

The eight members of the winner group enjoyed a starred Michelin meal in the villa and fell asleep easily at night under the professional massage.

In the loser group, eating a nutritious meal with no appetite in front of him, grilling the small fish he caught from the river, and after hard cleaning up, he slept in a tent set up outside.

After such "trenching" inhumane and discriminatory treatment, the members of the loser group on the second day generated 120% motivation...

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