Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

At night, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse.

Ajujin clasped his hands behind his head, leaning on the head of his bed with his feet on his feet.

The hazy moonlight reflected on his desk through the window, and a tennis racket with a black and red frame was quietly placed on it.

"whispering sound……"

Ajiuzin's eyes were fascinated, not knowing what he thought of, and a syllable came out subconsciously in his mouth.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he felt another pain on his face. In the evening, the ball hit by Jung Yuu didn't disappear, but it became more red and swollen.

"It turns out that being slapped in the face is really painful."

Thinking wildly, Akutsu decided not to go to school tomorrow after thinking about it. He subconsciously didn't want outsiders to see him like this.

"But those two serve..."

His pale yellow eyes were shining in the darkness, and Akutsu was still thinking about the two serve that Yuu Yu's first shot.

[Tennis is not that simple...]

For some reason, these words echoed in his heart, and he thought of his mother's peace of mind and relief after he "reluctantly" agreed to his mother when he returned home.

"Huh...boring..."

Suddenly, the young man let out a cold snort and turned his body to the inside, and the room plunged into darkness...

...

After roughly solving the matter of Akutsu, Shangshangyu returned home and called Ryo Shindo. His problem at high speed had been resolved, so he quickly recovered from his injury and returned to training.

After all, the national competition is just around the corner, and they don't have much time left.

...

The next day.

The Bingdi Zhengxuan all came together again. After breaking away from the complicated things and examinations, everyone became more energetic, and many people began to burn fighting spirit in their eyes.

They have just won the Kanto Championship, so why don't they yearn for the next national championship.

After Coach Sakura came over, he didn't give too many instructions. He just handed over a thick training plan to the trace department, and then left alone.

For the Ice Emperor, who is now on the right track, his usual training does not require him to supervise.

Below the first team selected by the Ice Emperor, there is also a second team looking forward to it. The monthly intramural ranking matches and the weekly second team challenge match are the source of motivation to urge the first team to keep improving.

"It seems to be an intensive training program."

Trace Department flipped through the schedule in his hand and his eyes lit up. Sakura Taro not only marked everyone's shortcomings, but also formulated related training plans.

Probably a few people have been turned over, and the trace department also knows in his heart that not only are they working hard, this coach who has been calm and quiet has also arranged a lot of things.

"Everyone must give me the appropriate amount of training in the next two weeks, otherwise I will be deprived of the number of candidates."

Tracebe stood in the forefront of the team, roaring full of breath. There must be more powerful enemies in the national competition. If the Bingdi accidentally falls at the beginning, it will really become a joke.

"Yes!"*n

The first team and the second team responded in unison, and no one in the reformed Bingdi Tennis Club would be sloppy on this matter.

Before, there were some lazy guys who relied on their seniority to be lazy.

Of course, if just being strict can't convince everyone, then the achievements and glory of the Ice Emperor have become the biggest motivation for this group of members to train hard.

...

The part of the form was sent down, and everyone received their own copy.

Sung Yuu roughly compared the content he has been training with and the content that the coach confessed. He found that the general direction of the two is actually the same, only some details need to be adjusted.

His current physical fitness does not need intensive training at all, he only needs to continue the practice of breathing method and constant training.

The only thing that needs special training is skill and ball sense. These two have a great effect on his continuous integration of ghost swordsmanship into the tennis system.

Including the profound meanings above the ordinary moves that he still wants to practice later, these all require superb skills to support.

"Coach Sakura's vision is really vicious..."

The shirt is in your heart, and at the same time, he is curious about Coach Sakura's past. This kind of thing that ordinary people can use as a professional thing may be just a hobby when he comes to him.

Turning his head and glanced at the watch in Xiang Riyueren's hand, the shirt Yuu smiled in his heart, there are too many places where the other party needs reinforcement.

"Very well, disband now and start free training!"

For a moment, seeing that everyone had no objection, the trace department gave an order, and everyone went to look for the props for their training.

...

"Tops, do you think I really want to put them on?"

Xiang Ri held a few heavy loads with a bitter expression on his face. If this was done with all training, he would have to get down tired after a few strokes.

"I won't mind if you want to play in the second team."

Shang Xian You smiled and shrugged. If Xiang Ri refused, the trace department would not be merciful.

"Um...well, I knew you would say that." Xiangri's mouth was reluctant, but he still tied the weight to his feet very honestly.

"Hey~ I'm really not used to it. I can't jump high now."

After putting on the load, Xiang Riyue felt his body sank, and after jumping on the spot twice, he clearly felt the huge burden on his legs.

"Okay, stop complaining, my two are heavier than you."

Jackie Yu carried two thicker weights in front of Xiangri, and then placed them on both wrists.

"Don't forget, there is also this custom racket!"

I don't know when, Shinzu suddenly slapped from behind Xiangri Yueren, and handed a pure black racket to Xiangri in front.

"What is this again?"

Xiangri stretched out his hand, and suddenly felt a sinking.

"How can it be so heavy!?"

He looked at the Shinobi behind him with a look of horror.

"No, no way Σ(っ°Д°;)っ"

"Haha~ That's right!"

Shinzu pushed his non-prescription glasses, a black smile appeared on his mouth.

"Ah~ forgive me..."

Wailed to the people of Riyue.

...

The shirt smiled, and he was very used to putting the knife in his foot, and sometimes even the trace department couldn't dodge the blow of his god. This Kansai wolf is getting more and more "black".

After bypassing the two of them, the shirt went to the other side and picked up a wooden racket with a loose net. His wrist strength no longer needs to be trained with a shot racket like others.

But this kind of racket is more a test of the ball sense and ball control ability. At this stage, the deep digging of the sweet spot technique is also a branch of his training.

In my memory, Oni Jujiro in U17 defeated the upcoming third grade Momogirou with only two cross-string rackets.

In the hands of the ghost, the vertical center of gravity smash hit by only two strings is more powerful than the full Taocheng racket.

It can be seen that even just the small technology of the hitting area will cause a huge gap between the strength of the two sides.

Even if he is now, there are still many basic content that have not reached the level of the U17 group. As his body continues to grow, he has many more advanced tennis skills to improve...

Puff!

...

Puff!

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The ups and downs of batting sounded everywhere on the Ice Emperor Stadium. In such an atmosphere of arduous training, the August national competition is about to kick off...

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