Net King System of Tennis

Chapter 208 Signed?
"Gudong..."

Yu Renshui swallowed, although he had confidence in Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School, but at this time, he was actually very nervous.

Red, black, yellow.

There are only four colored glass balls in total, and this Long Ao unexpectedly pulled out three different colored glass balls.

Yu Renshui can only say that his proud master's luck is against the sky, and he also wants this luck.

The color of the last glass ball is white, so Yu Renshui naturally hopes that he can get white.

"Hurry up."

Long Ao looked at the rest of the people who were moaning, and suddenly frowned, a little displeased.

Yu Renshui was a little dumbfounded, at times like this, he must pray.

Five balls, two white balls, a two-fifths probability, Yu Renshui felt that his luck should not be so bad.

After all, today he is wearing festive bright red!

"Blessed by the Great Red God."

Yu Renshui muttered softly, and then stretched his right hand into the airtight wooden box.

"It's up to you, White Flash!"

Yu Renshui gave a very naive roar, and then took out his right hand.

however……

The audience was stunned.

It has to be said that Yu Renshui's hands are really dark, completely out of proportion to his festive clothes.

Black glass ball.

That is to say, in the second round of the semi-finals, Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School will face off against Yanjing Middle School.

There was silence in the small manor, and everyone watched the lottery results on the big screen blankly.

They didn't feel that they were dead. In fact, they really calmed down when they finished smoking.

Ewing glanced at Zhang Cheng calmly, Yanjing Middle School, this is their opponent in the first round of Shaoyang No. [-] Middle School.

His tennis heart was also broken by Yan Shisan's Thirteen Swords in One, and he was naturally deeply impressed by this.

However, if he meets Zhang Cheng, that Yan Shisan should be nothing, right?

After all, Ewing felt that the shot that Zhang Cheng demonstrated to him was much more terrifying than Yan Shisan's kendo.

"Anyone have an idea?"

After a long silence, Du Fei spoke first.

In fact, it is not as difficult as imagined to win Yenching Middle School.

After all, Yanjing Middle School's singles strength is not strong among the three giants in the capital.

Except for Yan Shisan who broke the eighth realm, the remaining two sword intents, one of which is extremely skilled and broke seven, and a brilliant way, are actually nothing to fear for Zhang Cheng and Tensor.

Therefore, how to layout is very critical!

For example, Zhang Cheng vs Yan Shisan, Tensor vs Many.

As for the last Liu Hui, Zhang Cheng actually had other thoughts in his heart.

From the second round onwards, three out of five sets, they just need to win three of them.

So, either fight for the third singles, or stagger with the blue jade doubles on the opposite side, and let Du Fei and Jiang Chen fight together.

Of course, all the prerequisites have an inevitable condition, that is, Zhang Cheng must confront Yan Shisan.

"That Yan Shisan is very lazy. If he can't play, he won't play. It is basically impossible to appear in other positions, so I can wait for him in the singles number one."

Zhang Cheng looked around and said something to everyone who was silent.

He had analyzed Yan Shisan before, and from the attitude of the game, the coach of Yanjing Middle School might not be able to control him.

Therefore, judging by Yan Shisan's lazy personality, he will definitely be number one in singles.

Moreover, Yanjing Middle School's doubles strength is indeed not weak. Except for a group of Sapphire doubles, the other group has not reached the super fusion state, but they have also mastered tennis fusion skills.

So, for Yan Shisan, being placed on the singles number one does not affect the final outcome.

Zhang Cheng's words made Du Fei fall into deep thought.

There is one thing to say, as the team brain of Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School, Du Fei's analytical ability is naturally higher than that of Zhang Cheng.

Moreover, on the first day in the capital, Du Fei went to the three major schools to inquire about the news, so he naturally knew what Zhang Cheng meant.

So the breakthrough is very simple, that is Yan Shisan, as long as he is on the singles number one, then they have a chance.

"Also, in fact, we don't have to bet on doubles. In fact, Jiang Chen and I are not sure of winning the doubles in Yanjing Middle School."

Du Fei said something, and then glanced at Yang Guofu and the others.

There is one thing to say, in their doubles combination in Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School, Yang Guofu and the others are not weak.

However, the style of injuring the enemy by one thousand and self-injury by eight hundred is not suitable for the second round.

Moreover, Yang Guofu and the others do not know tennis fusion skills, which is their biggest shortcoming.

"I have a new idea, and I need Du Fei to cooperate with me."

Zhang Cheng looked at Du Fei quietly.

Perhaps, letting him experience the Asura Shinto needs to be done in advance.

If Du Fei is allowed to step into the way of another dimension in the past few days, it is actually a good choice for him to face Liu Hui who is in Yanjing Middle School.

Give up two sets of doubles and fight three-handed singles.

This might be a trick.

……

While Zhang Cheng and the others were discussing fieryly, the lottery ceremony in the exhibition hall was still going on.

Yu Renshui's drawing of the black ball is undoubtedly a lottery in everyone's eyes.

Although Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School can be regarded as a dark horse, but when it meets Yanjing Middle School, it will lose its skin even if it does not die.

"Old Ghost Yu, you're lucky!"

Although Deng Ya felt sorry for Zhang Cheng in her heart, she still gave Yu Renshui a blow on the surface.

However, Yu Renshui said expressionlessly: "It's your turn, hurry up."

Deng Ya represented Wutong Middle School in Phoenix City, and the middle-aged man curled his lips at this.

His luck is not as tragic as that of Yu Renshui.

Just now, Xiongba Middle School took away Shangjing Middle School, and now there are three glass balls left in the wooden box.

One thing to say, two whites and one yellow, if there is a two-thirds probability that he can meet Yujing Middle School, he will buy a lottery ticket tonight.

Dunya took a step forward slowly, and then reached into the airtight box.

Don't look at this man who is about five or three years old, and he was carved out of the same mold as Deng Ping, but when he pulled out his hand, he also yelled in the same way as Yu Renshui:
"Come out, White Moonlight!"

However, the audience was silent.

Deng Ya's luck is a little yellow!
The yellow glass ball is particularly conspicuous under the bright light.

Immediately, Deng Ya froze in place and did not move for a long time.

Good guy.

Forget about resigning, I will buy lottery tickets tonight.

Wang Jian, the president of the Tennis Association of Mingzhu City, which is Shanghai, patted Deng Ya on the shoulder with a smile on his face and said:
"Old Deng, you did a good job."

There were only two white balls left, so they were naturally distributed to Mingzhu Middle School and Beiming Middle School.

This situation is undoubtedly the best ending for Wang Jian.

There is one thing to say, in Wang Jian's heart, what he most wants to meet are Beiming Middle School and Xiongba Middle School.

After all, among all known teams, these two teams are indeed at the bottom.

"Old Deng, have you watched too many movies? Are you so lucky?"

Yu Renshui made fun of Deng Ya, and the depression just now was released instantly.

Regarding this, Deng Ya directly chose to remain silent.

After all, for their Wutong Middle School, it is likely to stop here.

"I'm going back."

Deng Ya sighed, just as the lottery ceremony was over, the man over half a century old didn't stay too long, turned around and left.

"Pitiful."

Yu Renshui shook his head, looked at Deng Ya's back and suddenly said something.

This action made Wang Jian a little depressed and said: "Brother, your draw is no better than him. He is the one who draws the lottery, and you are just the one who draws the lottery."

"But my team is better than him! On the surface, the lottery is under the lottery, but the lottery is actually the upper lottery. My Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School has an advantage against anyone."

Yu Renshui rolled his eyes, and Wang Jian immediately shut his mouth.

"Then do you think Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School is sure to win?"

When Long Ao's faint voice sounded, Yu Renshui was startled instantly.

Seeing this, Wang Jian turned around and walked away.

Facing Ao Ye, no one can take advantage of him.

Yu Renshui took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "Zhang Cheng told me that they have an advantage against anyone."

"Oh, so confident?"

"Yes, Zhang Cheng was very confident when he said this."

In the small manor, Zhang Cheng's face sank all of a sudden.

God, what did I say by someone Zhang.

Seeing the strange eyes around him, Zhang Cheng was not surprised.

Maybe, in their eyes, he Zhang is such an arrogant person!
"I didn't say, do you believe it?"

"cut."

A group of people directly raised their middle fingers, then got up and walked upstairs.

The lottery ceremony has ended, and today should end here.

Zhang Cheng felt helpless, he had grown up and matured, how could he say such a thing?
The rest of the people are slandering him!

"You don't believe me either?"

Zhang Cheng looked at Ewing who had been staring at him.

"No, it has nothing to do with that."

Ewing shook his head, a flash of memory flashed in his eyes.

"Although Yan Shisan is not as strong as you, if you really meet him, you should pay attention, his sword is full of murderous intent."

"I know."

Zhang Cheng's face was calm, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "I have already fought against him before helping you break his sword intent."

Having said that, looking at Ewing's slightly expectant eyes, Zhang Cheng continued:
"Actually, that's it. If we really want to fight to the death, I might break his tennis heart."

"Is there a special training tomorrow?"

A gleam of fire flashed in Ewing's eyes, Zhang Cheng's previous hints were already obvious, and he also wanted to return to the realm of Po Qi.

"tomorrow."

A black red light suddenly flashed in Zhang Cheng's eyes.

"Tomorrow, I will show you what real hell is. When the time comes, I hope you will not back down!"

After Zhang Cheng said this, Ewing's heart twitched.

Even Du Fei's limp legs, who had just despised Zhang Cheng and was about to go upstairs, were stunned.

He always felt that Zhang Cheng's words were meant for him.

Unfortunately, Zhang Cheng seems to be plotting against him.

Then, Du Fei felt a gloomy gaze staring at his back, and immediately, Du Fei chose to flee in embarrassment.

……

(End of this chapter)