Net King System of Tennis

Chapter 222 Hope and Death

The mustard tennis ball was held in Zhang Cheng's hands.

This is the last ball of the first inning!
He did not continue to use the zero sword style, nor did he use the one sword style.

The mustard tennis ball was thrown high, and then the bloody lotus flower behind Zhang Cheng unfolded, and the endless sword intent instantly merged into the silver-gray racket.

boom.

With this ball, all swords are fired!

The overwhelming triple sword intent was intertwined, cutting towards Yan Shisan from Zhang Cheng's side of the court.

The mustard tennis ball fell to the ground, and the artificial turf suffered a sudden disaster. The ground was slightly sinking, and the roar made the audience's minds go blank.

This ball was very strong, basically comparable to the power of Zhang Cheng's three-stage light hitting.

The turf was splashed and dust was rolled up.

Yan Shisan didn't flinch at all, all thirteen sword intents were integrated into the dark red racket, and then he slashed down at Zhang Cheng's soaring sword intent.

boom.

The two extreme kendos collided head-on, and in an instant, the air began to surge, and the situation changed suddenly.

The space was torn open, the mustard yellow tennis ball flickered on and off, looming on Yan Shisan's dark red racket.

In this case, the competition is only a simple image of swordsmanship.

The blood-colored lotus flower behind Zhang Cheng also became more and more brilliant, the blood-red lotus petals were intricate and confusing, and the sword intent poured out endlessly.

As the opponent, Yan Shisan used the thirteen sword intents as the origin, and fused them into a gray supreme sword intent full of death breath to contend with Zhang Cheng.

The gray sword intent sputtered out, colliding with Zhang Cheng's endless sword intent crazily.

In an instant, sparks were flying, and thunder and lightning raged.

Such a powerful attack, this goal made the referee sitting on the high chair swallow his saliva.

At this moment, the referee is walking on thin ice and needs to cheer up...

boom.

The mustard tennis ball was split into two and turned into two different powerful attacks, which were hit back by Yan Shisan.

Even if Zhang Cheng was still some distance away from the gray sword intent, he could feel the sharp breath of death.

This ball is close to death.

The blood-colored lotus bloomed again, and the twelve-petal lotus separated from its body and flew into the sky.

The lotus petals danced lightly, and then rushed towards the mustard yellow tennis ball that was divided into two halves.

Yan Shisan's ball contains two powerful attacks, Zhang Cheng will be broken by this ball if he is not careful.

boom.

The twelve petals of the lotus instantly shattered into two petals, and the bloody lotus petals turned into traces of sword energy and wrapped around the half of the tennis ball.

The left half of the tennis ball stayed in the air for an instant, and countless, endless lotus swords were intended to fight against the gray sword intent.

There was a hissing sound, which made the hearts of everyone present tangled.

too strong.

This attack represented the pinnacle of this national competition.

Zhang Cheng switched the racket to his left hand, and the pitch-black path of defeat wrapped around the racket in an instant. At this moment, Yan Shisan felt something unusual.

This pitch-black radiance looks extremely extraordinary.

A melancholy temperament struck in an instant, and the gray sword intent on the other half of the tennis ball was obviously dull, eroded by the way of defeat in an instant.

Yan Shisan frowned, an ominous thought lingered in his heart, that feeling was particularly strange, and made him feel indescribably depressed.

Then, he saw the mustard yellow tennis ball that was split in two being hit back by Zhang Cheng's racket.

Moreover, Zhang Cheng not only hit back, but the tennis balls became one when they were in mid-air, becoming a whole again.

The dark way of defeat merged with the endless sword intent of the red lotus.

This ball was also two attacks, and it was even more terrifying and elusive than Yan Shisan's ball just now.

In mid-air, there was a faint feeling on the mustard yellow tennis ball, but the tennis ball entwined with countless sword intents was glowing black.

For the first time, Yan Shisan felt invincible.

Zhang Cheng's two attacks were more terrifying than his. After all, he split the tennis ball in two with two attacks, but Zhang Cheng made the two attacks perfectly blend together.

boom.

The mustard tennis ball landed on the artificial turf, but it was not as strong and destructive as expected.

Instead, under Yan Shisan's astonished eyes, the ball melted like everything, and the artificial turf was instantly swallowed by black light.

The ball fell down...

The whole audience was silent, just like this seemingly powerless blow, but it made people feel powerless.

Yan Shisan froze in place, and raised his head to look at Zhang Cheng after a long time.

He can't handle this ball!
However, seeing Zhang Cheng's slightly tired look, Yan Shisan also knew that this unusual move by Zhang Cheng could not be regarded as a normal attack.

"... Zhang Cheng... Zhang Cheng, leading 1-0, exchange venues."

The referee's face was pale, and he swallowed his saliva and pronounced the verdict.

For him, it is likely that this will be the last referee. The tennis played by these two people made his scalp numb and his heart throbbing.

It was too dangerous, obviously it was only the first round, but the sword intent that could not be released was like a dog's head hanging around his neck.

It could fall at any moment and kill him.

Zhang Cheng and Yan 13 did not speak, they switched courts in silence.

However, before the start of the second game, several ball boys who were not afraid of death simply cleaned up the court.

At least, the tennis ball that Zhang Cheng hit into the ground should be sucked out by him.

……

In the second game, the right to serve came to Yan Shisan.

This is undoubtedly beneficial to the entire Yanjing Middle School.

Over there, although many of them are not standing on the court, as contestants of Yanjing Middle School, they actually feel empathy at this moment.

Zhang Cheng was too scary.

Their ministers should be able to withstand Zhang Cheng's strength!

"Trust the minister, he can do it!"

Many mouths said such words, but there was a throbbing in their hearts.

He knew a little bit about Zhang Cheng's strength. After all, at the Australian Open Youth Invitational, someone from him was there.

The three consecutive different-dimensional phantoms really shocked many people, but today, Brother Cheng didn't seem to use the extremely powerful different-dimensional phantom.

Many people are naturally more worried about this point.

In this situation, Zhang Cheng can have the upper hand, so if they go all out, can their ministers really stand up to it?
Many don't understand, but he chooses to believe.

……

On the court, the caddy hurriedly retreated behind the protective wall after a simple cleanup.

Then, the second game restarted.

After the brief adjustment just now, Yan Shisan's mood has calmed down.

The mustard tennis ball was slapped twice on the ground, and after that, Yan Shisan's energy was all condensed together.

The gray sword aura reappeared again, but at this moment, that gray sword aura directly transformed Sanqing in one go.

With this ball, Yan Shisan was going to make three attacks directly.

Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and was not surprised by Yan Shisan's actions.

After all, even his sword intent can achieve a triple attack, let alone Yan Shisan who entered the image a little earlier than him.

Moreover, Zhang Cheng could also see from Yan Shisan's image of killing Dao sword box that this big boy was definitely far more than just one ball and three attacks.

boom.

Yan Shisan didn't give Zhang Cheng any time to think. He had already hit the ball.

The triple sword intent intertwined, splitting the space instantly.

The ultimate piercing sound proves that this ball is not that simple, and what is unusual is that Yan Shisan's three attacks this time are concentrated on this ball.

Although it didn't look as perfect as Zhang Cheng's two attacks just now, Zhang Cheng had to take it seriously.

The lotus petals of the red lotus shattered again, and endless sword intent poured out.

The sharp sword intent, the heavy sword intent, and finally the wooden sword intent.

The triple sword intent was intertwined and injected into the silver-gray racket in Zhang Cheng's hand.

At the same time, Zhang Cheng's mind moved slightly, and the tennis heart in his mind shook like a heart.

The silver-gray racket in Zhang Cheng's hand suddenly became a little unusual, and then he smashed it at the mustard yellow tennis ball that was about to bomb the court.

boom.

The roar resounded throughout the audience.

Yan Shisan played this ball very strongly.

The intertwined triple sword intent instantly confronted Yan Shisan's gray sword energy in one breath.

Like swordsmen fighting in a martial arts world, the mustard tennis ball completely stopped on Zhang Cheng's racket, trembling constantly, waiting for the victory of this fight.

The sharp sword came out of its sheath and slashed towards a stream of fresh air. Similarly, the epee's sword intent also met a stream of clear air.

As for the wooden sword, it didn't fall. The wooden sword's sword intent, which looks the most inconspicuous, is actually the most varied and strongest among the triple sword intents.

Sanqing sword versus triple sword intent, this is a head-on collision of swordsmanship.

Death and hope, Yan Shisan and Zhang Cheng!

The mustard tennis ball was trembling uncontrollably, and it didn't look damaged at all on the surface.

However, anyone with a little discernment can see that the inside of this tennis ball has been destroyed like dust, grain by grain...

The meaning of the Shangqing Sword and the Lijian Sword will perish together.

Yu Qingjian did not escape the ruthless oppression of the epee's sword intent.

Only the last Taiqing sword seemed to have some power, and it was intertwined with Zhang Cheng's wooden sword, and there was no winner for a long time.

Zhang Cheng knew that Yan Shisan's strongest attack was hidden in this Taiqing sword.

As a result, behind him, the red lotus became more vigorous, and endless hope was injected into his last wooden sword.

Although the Yan 13 people stood in place, their minds were immersed in the ball just now.

Compared with Zhang Cheng's endless vitality and hope, his death sword intent seems to be a one-off.

The situation was slightly unfavorable for him.

Therefore, Yan Shisan didn't let the one-gas-transformation-three-clearing stroke go unnoticed, but waved the dark red racket on the spot.

An unusual breath also came out.

Zhang Chengruo felt something, and then found that Taiqingjian, who was already at a disadvantage, became stiff again.

It seems that Yan Shisan has exerted his strength!

……

(End of this chapter)