Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

"Game, Bingdi Academy Ninzu Yushi, Xiangriyueren, 5-5."

"Exchange venue!"

"Shinzu, are you okay..."

After breathing for a while, Xiangri looked at his companion with some concern.

He was a little worried about the terrifying sickle Itachi that had endured so hard just now.

"It's okay, leave it to me..."

The tone of Renzuo was still calm. He now felt that his state was very good. The mental power in his mind felt more than ten times more active. The various techniques that were originally obscure and difficult to understand were sorted out very smoothly.

"Moreover, even the disassembly of the body movements is so clear..."

Ninzu is like a mirror now, he knows that he has now entered the realm that the coach and the shirt told him about.

Slap... slap...

Slightly slap the tennis ball, and smile at the corner of his mouth, it's coming~

Huh!

The tennis ball was tossed high, and the body was bent back exaggeratedly, and the whole person was taut, like a big bow that is about to go.

His whole body was wrapped in milky white air currents, his arms were swung heavily, his elbows turned, and his wrists were driving the racket against the falling tennis ball.

boom!

The tennis ball flew to the court opposite Lihai with a white light.

"That kind of strength, the pressure on the wrist is twice that of a normal serve, is it super backspin?"

Liu Lian's eyes quickly calculated that even if Shi was amazed by the return of the ball from the foot, he quickly calmed down his brain again.

"The impact point of the powerful downward spin will be more forward, and at the current speed, the point of impact will be 20 cm shorter than before."

With various model data feedback, Liu Lianer has prepared in mind, and only waits for the tennis ball to hit back.

Swish~wish...wish...

Unlike imagined bouncing at an angle of 20 degrees, after the tennis ball hits the ground, it gallops directly along the ground, bringing up a burst of smoke and dust from friction.

"How can it be?!"

"15-0!"

"It turned out to be Tang Huaise serving the ball! This guy with enough tolerance has even learned the tricks of this uncle."

On the high platform seat, there was a ridiculous chuckle at the corner of Jibu's mouth, and he stared at Shinzu Yushi below with bright eyes.

"That kind of special light is really dazzling~" Two fingers propped falsely on their eye sockets, and there was a completely different endurance foot in Jibu's eyes.

"Yes, this is the legendary state of selflessness, this kind of ability is really enviable~"

The top of the shirt smiled at the corners of his mouth, and his tone was relaxed. Now that after taking the first step, the Ice Emperor should have won this game...

Off the court, this time of enduring serve once again let everyone see what is the genius of the Ice Emperor. In their opinion, a serve that does not bounce is invincible.

"The kind of serve just now..."

Fuji's eyes were open, and his azure blue eyes had a hint of sharpness. Compared with his counterattack, this was a more terrifying serve.

"Just like that person..."

Fuji's gaze turned to Tezuka's face with his hands folded on his chest. He wanted to see how Tezuka reacted.

After all, the last time he and Tezuka played privately, Tezuka also showed a more terrifying serve.

"A move through imitation without self..."

Tezuka's eyelids were slightly lowered, and this serve of holding his feet looked amazing to him, but the hint of imitation was too obvious.

"Is it that person? Or is it the minister who hasn't taken a shot? Alas..."

Tezuka sighed slightly in his heart, the Ice Emperor appeared another strong man with the state of non-self, and the pressure in his heart was even greater.

"Additional training, additional training!"

Turning his head and glanced at the members of his family who were still amazed, Tezuka had decided to go back and have to reformulate the training plan.

"Maybe I can discuss with Qian then..."

While the others in Qingxue were still lamenting that the Bingdi was strong, they didn't know that because of the excitement of enduring their feet, Tezuka decided to continue to increase the amount of training in the tennis club.

...

On the field, the game continues.

boom!

"30-0"

...

boom!

"Game, Bingdi Academy Ninzu Yushi, Xiangriyueren, 6-5."

The four exaggerated Ace balls directly suppressed Li Haida's arrogance.

"Even if the data of Tang Huaise's serve is collected now, it is too late to find a good solution."

Liu Lian'er kept calculating in her mind and found that the probability of cracking the serve was less than 5%.

"Liu, it's okay~"

In a daze, the voice of Fumita Marui in front of Anet heard, which directly interrupted his thoughts.

It was their turn to kick-off, Liu Lian Er tightly gathered the tennis ball in her hand and took a deep breath.

"There is still a chance. The opponent's high-intensity moves consume a lot of physical strength, and they have played so many rounds..."

The color of determination flashed in his heart, Liu Lian'er was not someone who would give up so easily.

boom!

The racket exploded, and the tennis ball was still played at a high level.

Step on... step on...

The foot figure flashed at high speed, and the racket accurately covered the strong sprint serve.

Whoosh~

The sound of breaking through the air sounded, and a white glow flew backwards.

"This ball keeps up!"

Marui Fumata's eyes flashed, and he chewed twice. The last trace of bubble gum in his mouth gave him strength.

"Secret Skill: Hit the Iron Pillar!"

The elbow sank, the racket tilted, and Marui Wen intercepted the white light too accurately.

Shit... Shit...

"It's so powerful." Marui Fumata's face condensed.

The tennis ball rubbed violently on the net, and the seemingly simple stroke of the ball with its foot was surprisingly spinning.

"But... stopped!"

After a stalemate, Marui Fumiya's wrist shook too much, and through superb tricks, he eliminated the spin in the reverse direction, and then he slashed against the post next to the net.

Bang!

With the sound of a solid blow, Marui Fumata's special ball in front of the net once again surprised the four.

"Wen Tai!"

Suddenly, a soft cry came from behind, and Fumita Marui was taken aback.

"That is……"

Marui Fumata's pupils contracted, and the figure that turned out to be tolerable had already jumped to the net in the right half, with his hands crossed, and a special shape had been put out by him.

Step on~

Slowly, Marui Fumita subconsciously stepped back to the right boundary by two steps.

Immediately afterwards.

boom!

A sharp wind blade slashed past his feet, and the tennis ball that had been slashed fiercely swept across the court like lightning.

"15-0!"

"This is Renji's sickle!?"

With shock in his eyes, Fumata Marui glanced at the black scratches left by the tennis ball on the ground with lingering fear.

"The data has been completely subverted again..."

Liu Lian's eyes opened in shock, revealing the dark brown eyes inside for the first time.

"Is this state of being able to quickly replicate the trick I have seen before?"

Liu Lian's eyes were extremely solemn, and compared to the Shinzu Yushi who had been locked in his heart before, the Shinzu in this state was undoubtedly more terrifying.

Directly once again broke the limit of data, the unpredictable changes on the court increased too much.

"Does my data only reach this level..."

Unknowingly, even his heart was confused and shaken, Liu Lianer's heart was really messed up.

...

"Renji, you finally saw the limit..."

At the end of Lihai’s team, Mitsugu had a slight smile on his face. In his opinion, this game was worth it even if he lost. Liu finally started to learn to think about his own tennis.

"My existence before finally gave him too much dependence."

Mitsugu pushed his glasses, a little self-blaming in his heart, he really regarded Liu Lian'er as his younger brother.

"Next, I hope Renji can go out of his own way. Data tennis is not the only possibility like me..." Seeing Liu Renji who was hesitant on the court, Mitsuya whispered in his heart.

"Renji..."

Among the Qingxue crowd, Qian looked at the friend below with complicated expressions, and he didn't expect that the friend who had partnered with him would also show such an expression.

The thick lenses concealed Qian Zhenzhi's complex mood, and no one in Qingxue noticed his changes.

...

boom!

"30-0"

...

boom!

"40-0"

...

"The last ball!"

...

Victory belongs to the Ice Emperor!

Seeing the fierce battle between Jōnin's foot Yushi and Xiangriyue people, the ice emperor's cheerleaders shouted loudly, and the rhythmic cheering voice made the ice emperor's momentum greatly increased.

"The last point!"

Forcibly resisting the dizziness in his head, he crossed his arms and held the racket diagonally.

Huh!

Shinju exhausted his last bit of strength and cut the racket across the tennis ball, and the white airflow slowly dissipated from him.

Scythe Itachi!

The tennis screamed like a wind blade, hitting Liu Lian'er's body.

Returning the body by his way, this is the last gift he endured and Yushi.

boom!

Liu Lian's racket fell to the ground, and the tennis ball flew out of the court along his side.

"Game, Bingdi Academy Ninzu Yushi, Xiangriyueren, 7-5!"

"Bingdi Academy won, with a total score of 1-0."

ice King! ice King! ice King! ~

Jackie Yu and Mibu glanced at each other, with confident smiles on their faces.

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