Net King System of Tennis

Chapter 209 Fall into Hell

June 21th.

Because of the lottery ceremony last night, intense discussions started online.

Whether it was Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School vs Yanjing Middle School, or Wutong Middle School vs Yujing Middle School, or even Shangjing Middle School vs Xiongba Middle School, which was not suspenseful, they were all brought up for discussion.

Among the three giants of the capital city and their three lucky ones, who can win against the wind and come back against the wind is a question.

On the Internet, the Beijing Sports Daily published an article again, a dark horse?It's time to stop here, this year's top four teams, the three major capital giants must have a place.

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately attracted countless hot posts.

Xiaodimeng and Xu Xixi shot together, and the strongest junior high school student swept the entire Internet in an instant.

There is one thing to say, just before the start of the second round, Xiaodimeng and the others are also on summer vacation, and Xu Xixi has already helped Zhang Cheng arrange to take Xiaodimeng and the others over on June 25th.

The match between Yangcheng No. 25 Middle School and Yanjing Middle School was on the first day, that is, June [-]th. As the opening match of the second round of the match, it was naturally heated up.

Will the dark horse continue to make history, or will the giants continue their undefeated journey?
Everyone held their breaths. After all, the time when Yanjing Middle School won the national championship had already been traced back to five years ago.

In fact, they also want to break through.

The conference hall of the Tennis Department of Yanjing Middle School.

All seven contestants and three substitutes were present.

In front of the digital screen is their coach. At this moment, the coach who once led the championship team is wisely analyzing the game four days later.

"Zhang Cheng and Tensor, Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School is the only ones who are difficult to deal with."

After saying this, the coach glanced at everyone below.

"So, even if we lose these two games, we still have a 60.00% winning percentage to win the second round."

"However, I don't like this 60.00% winning rate. I hope we can advance to the semifinals with a [-]% winning rate. Can you do it?"

The whole audience fell into a dead silence. After a long time, there were still many conversations.

"Coach, Zhang Cheng is very strong. Except for the minister who may have a chance, none of us have a chance of winning."

"Hmph, Yan Shisan, I have my own arrangements, as for Zhang Cheng."

Coach Li looked back and forth between Many and Liu Hui, and then turned his attention to Many.

"It's up to you, the inferior horse beats the top horse, and I don't blame you if I lose."

A lot of old blood spurted out immediately.

Inferior horse?
One thing to say, he is at least a medium horse!
"Don't be unconvinced. Although I want a 100% winning rate, you know Zhang Cheng better than me. He is ridiculously strong, like a monster. Therefore, it is not a loss if you change the limit."

Coach Li smiled, then looked at Yan Shisan and said, "As for Shisan, it's more than enough to match that tensor."

"I want to hit Zhang Cheng."

Yan Shisan, who had been closing his eyes for a long time, opened them suddenly, and a fierce aura swept the audience.

"Ok?"

Coach Li frowned, staring at Yan Shisan, who was rarely serious, and comforted him:
"Thirteen, be obedient, obey the arrangement, everything is for victory."

"I will beat Zhang Cheng."

"You~~"

"I said I would beat Zhang Cheng."

Coach Li gritted his teeth and looked at Yan Shisan with hatred.

His grandma's.

This brat has turned the world upside down, why don't you give him face in front of so many people?

"I will fight Zhang Cheng, or I will abstain."

As soon as this sentence was said, the audience was shocked, even Coach Li's pupils dilated, watching Yan Shisan was full of disbelief.

How could this person say such a thing?
"No one will remember No.2. Only by beating Zhang Cheng, I will be No.1 in this national competition."

Yan Shisan took a deep breath, and his usual indifferent expression instantly became serious.

"Also, so what if you win Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School, Yanjing Middle School won't win the championship."

Coach Li became silent for a moment.

He knew what Yan Shisan meant.

Their Yanjing Middle School does not belong to the strongest echelon among the three giants in the capital, and the very gorgeous blue jade doubles players are actually not as good as the doubles players from Shangjing Middle School and Yujing Middle School.

And the most important thing is that, except for Yan Shisan, the singles strength of their Yanjing Middle School, the other two are not good enough.

Just like what Yan Shisan said, even if they beat Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School, their Yanjing Middle School would not be able to win the championship, no matter how they planned it, it would be useless.

Unless the other two big teams from the capital started to eat beef noodles from now on, and crazily pulled their pants down on the day of the finals.

This may be the only way they can win the national championship.

Thinking of this, Coach Li suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and then said in a deep voice, "Okay, I'll let you hit Zhang Cheng, be careful yourself."

"I will beat Zhang Cheng, and I will guarantee it with my tennis heart."

Yan Shisan looked calm, but he looked extremely serious.

Regardless of the result of this national competition, only by playing against Zhang Cheng can he have the clearest understanding of himself before going to the National Youth Team.

Moreover, Zhang Cheng also uses a sword, and he wants to prove that his kendo is the strongest.

Many people on the side also breathed a sigh of relief, it is really lucky not to have to fight his brother Cheng.

The scene at the Australian Open Junior Invitational is still unforgettable in his mind.

He is not as experienced as Ken Tanaka, he will die if he hits two goals with brother Cheng!
"However, I will deploy troops according to normal. As for whether you and Zhang Cheng can meet each other, it depends on fate."

This is Coach Li's last stubbornness.

"I know, leave it to me."

Yan Shisan made a call while Coach Li was stunned, and when the other side was connected, Yan Shisan didn't talk nonsense, and said directly:
"I'm waiting for you in singles number one."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone directly, and then looked at Coach Li and the others:
"Okay, it's all right now."

Coach Li and the others were stunned.

……

On the other side, Zhang Cheng put down the mobile phone in his hand, his face was calm and his eyes were quiet.

"what happened?"

Dyson on the side glanced at Zhang Cheng.

"It's okay, someone is here for a date."

Zhang Cheng suddenly smiled while talking, then shook his head and put the phone back on the chair beside him.

"Don't worry about these things, you will have to hold on later."

What Zhang Cheng said made Dyson confused.

Instinctively, Dyson felt a sudden chill from his heart.

However, after seeing that the two people opposite were Ewing and Du Fei, the director of Baihu Middle School still smiled confidently:

"They should be the ones who support me, but I'm actually okay."

Zhang Cheng didn't speak.

It’s not up to Dyson to say whether it’s okay or not. I hope this big boy with strong bones won’t say the linen or the mark...

"are you ready?"

Zhang Cheng took another look at Ewing and Du Fei who were facing him.

Today is the day when Zhang Cheng conducts special training for Du Fei, and Ewing came here on his own initiative.

In this regard, Zhang Cheng could only let the two of them feel a wave of terror belonging to the Asura Shinto at the same time.

Only by falling into hell can the spiritual power usher in transformation.

In this regard, Zhang Cheng also specially invited Dyson, a master who has stepped into another dimension, to help.

Perhaps, the spiritual will of breaking the seventh realm will be more durable.

Du Fei and Ewing nodded, their eyes full of solemnity and firmness.

Today, in fact, the two of them have been looking forward to it for a long time, so no matter what, they will not give up today's goal.

"Okay, I only hit one ball, I hope you can bear it."

Zhang Cheng's words made Ewing and Du Fei a little angry.

a ball?
Zhang Cheng is arrogant!

Either way, there's no way the two of them can catch just one ball.

At least two goals
Even Dyson next to Zhang Cheng thought so, after all, the former Ewing was even above him!

"Then let's get started."

Zhang Cheng turned his head to look at Dyson, and nodded at the excited boy.

Immediately, Dyson understood, and according to the previous agreement between him and Zhang Cheng, he unreservedly released all his spiritual will.

This is what Zhang Cheng said, he must be released all at once, otherwise he will be injured.

Zhang Cheng was not polite either, looking at Ewing and Du Fei opposite, they were ready.

So, he took out a mustard tennis ball directly from his pocket.

Without too much nonsense, on the right hand, the silver-gray racket shook slightly, and then, Dyson's fully released spiritual will seemed to be pulled.

The mustard yellow tennis ball began to emit light, and then, a circle of golden thunder began to crackle and wrap around the glowing tennis ball.

Light Strike Stage [-] - Destruction!

However, this was not over yet, a dark aura suddenly burst out from Zhang Cheng's body, and afterward, the light shot directly turned into a dark shot.

The golden thunder also suddenly turned into a black-red thunder under the transformation of the dark breath.

The second stage of the dark ball - devour!

Dyson's face on the side began to change. The face that was still full of confidence began to restrain the smile, and even the rosy complexion gradually turned pale.

Dyson glanced at Zhang Cheng indiscriminately, no, or at the ever-changing tennis ball in Zhang Cheng's hand.

The change of the mustard tennis ball is not over yet. With the infusion of more and more spiritual will and Zhang Cheng's own different-dimensional breath, the alternating light and dark tennis ball has begun to undergo a third change.

The thunder was completely wiped out in an instant, and only the simple alternation of light and dark remained on the mustard tennis ball, looming, and a circle of gray runes entwined around the tennis ball, and the light hitting the ball completed the third stage of evolution.

Three Stages of Light Hitting - Chaos!

Everything begins and everything ends.

Dyson's face turned completely pale, and he suddenly understood why Du Fei and Ewing, who had teamed up with Zhang Cheng before, looked drained afterwards.

No, Zhang Cheng sucks too much, his spiritual will can't stand it at all.

"Are you ready? I can't do it." Dyson said these words tremblingly.

"almost."

Zhang Cheng's eyes alternated between light and dark, and suddenly there was another extreme dark purple aura.

Ashura Shinto also came out!
"Go to hell!"

The corners of Zhang Cheng's mouth rose slightly, and his eyes were full of extreme malice.

Afterwards, the three of them were dumbfounded and their eyes were filled with fear, and they played this tennis ball that could be called the grand finale!
(End of this chapter)