Net King System of Tennis

Chapter 37

"Clap clap clap."

The tennis ball bouncing back and forth on the ground attracted countless voices outside the court.

Fortunately, this time it was a private place, and there were only about ten people in the audience, so it was not so noisy.

The mustard tennis ball was thrown high, and Zhang Cheng bent his knees and swung the racket without the slightest fancy.

Then, there is no then!
The mustard tennis ball fell to the ground without bouncing, and after a slight spin, it rolled towards the net.

Zero serve.

"15-0."

The referee's verdict interrupted the surrounding peace.

The ball just now didn't have the slightest special effect blessing, nor the slightest bells and whistles, but it was so stunning to the audience.

The cigar in Huang Tu's hand has been silent for a long time, and the two century-old walnuts in Kaohsiung's hand are not so fragrant.

Only Master Lin Dan next to him frowned, realizing that things were not that simple.

"You also found out?" Yu Renshui's eyes became serious.

Lin Dan nodded, watching Zhang Cheng serve another unrebounding serve on the court, feeling a little heavy.

"That ball is too much of a burden on the arm."

As a professional player, his eyesight is the best in the game, even the president of the tennis association next to him can't do it.

Zero serve is very unsolvable, but for Lin Dan, it is not suitable for a person with a bright future like Zhang Cheng.

"That kid Zhang Cheng should know it well. I hope he doesn't ruin his future because of this insignificant match."

Yu Renshui's voice was full of dignity, after all, Zhang Cheng was his favorite young genius.

"40-0."

After three consecutive zero serves, Zhang Cheng got the game point in an instant.

A stabbing pain came from his right arm, and Zhang Cheng smiled wryly.

Sure enough, the zero serve hurts the arm too much.

Zhang Cheng's eyes became sharper, and he still had one goal to win the game.

Bending knees and swiping, there is no aesthetic feeling.

The mustard tennis ball crossed the net and fell towards the position in front of Li Xingyun.

This time, Li Xingyun did not sit still, but got up and walked towards the tennis ball. The moment the tennis ball hit the ground, the tennis racket wrapped in red breath was swung down instantly.

It was a forehand shot, and Li Xingyun pulled it back with a bang of the tennis ball, and then landed at Zhang Cheng's feet and bounced back quickly.

Zhang Cheng did not choose to catch the ball, and let the ball bounce out of bounds. Instead, he looked at Li Xingyun's swing.

Over there, where Li Xingyun swung his racket, the artificial turf was bald by his racket, which is why he was able to hit the ball back.

However, unfortunately.

"40-15."

"Ok?"

Zhang Cheng looked sideways at the referee on the sidelines, stared at him indifferently and said, "You should look at the camera before making a decision for this ball."

After speaking, he turned and returned to the bottom corner.

Li Xingyun didn't speak either. After taking a deep look at Zhang Cheng, he turned and returned to the sidelines.

The face of his racket was slightly bent in the return hit just now, which can also be seen how powerful the shot was just now.

While the referee was checking the video, several staff came in from the sidelines to repair the damaged turf. At this time, the referee also sat back on the high chair and changed the judgment.

"Li Xingyun caught the ball illegally, and Zhang Cheng won this round."

Finally, relying on the unsolvable zero serve, Zhang Cheng and Li Xingyun tied.

The score, 2-2.

Li Xingyun didn't say anything, he knew what happened to the ball just now.

His idea was good, but he was still a little unsure about the timing. He swung his racket too early, and he hit back Zhang Cheng's zero serve before it hit the ground.

Li Xingyun walked back to the court, and it was his turn to serve in this round.

Like Zhang Cheng, he didn't have any fancy moves in his serve. The scarlet breath wrapped the tennis ball, and the bang was pure strength.

"Snapped."

The racket was sent flying.

"15-0."

"..."

"Game, Li Xingyun, 3-2, swap venues."

The 120-second rest time passed by in a flash, and when he came to the court again, everyone's eyes were all on Zhang Cheng.

After all, the serve just now was indeed somewhat unsolvable.

Lin Dan and Yu Renshui on the sidelines frowned. They just hoped that Zhang Cheng would stop hitting that kind of serve and ruin his career.

Zhang Cheng slapped the tennis ball twice, and he could feel the tingling pain in his right arm and the huge exhaustion of his physical strength.

The breath of selflessness sprang out from the body again. Compared with before, the breath of selflessness now became restrained, as if a light curtain wrapped Zhang Cheng's body.

"boom."

It wasn't a zero-style serve, but Li Xingyun saw the fire in this ball.

Ok?
Isn't this Xiao Yan's explosion?

When Li Xingyun caught the ball, a strong sense of penetration came from the racket.

Frowning, the scarlet aura surged again, and the powerful force instantly offset the impact of the ball, and then continued to fight back with his strength.

After Zhang Cheng served the ball, he went straight to the net. Watching the flying tennis ball jump high, he swung his backhand instantly, and the huge thump caused sparks on the court.

Flame falls.

"15-0."

Zhang Cheng was already beating himself insanely, completely ignoring the enormous physical exertion.

Blast flow - change.

Flame falls.

Situ's way of the hunter.

Bear trap.

With the last zero-cut, Zhang Cheng struggled to keep his serve again.

"Game, Zhang Cheng, 3-3, ball transfer."

tired.

It's so tiring.

It was the first time that Zhang Cheng was beaten so badly with all his strength.

Both legs began to tremble, and his right arm was a little numb under Li Xingyun's huge impact.

"Zhang Cheng, you really are a genius."

Li Xingyun didn't even sweat much, and his whole body was covered with an almost substantive scarlet aura.

Seeing Zhang Cheng's almost unsteady appearance, Li Xingyun decided to end the match.

In his eyes, a cold light flashed across, and the mustard yellow tennis ball in his left hand was instantly covered with a scarlet aura.

Toss the ball, bend your knees, leap high, and swing hard.

"boom."

The huge roar instantly shattered the turf in front of Zhang Cheng, a puff of black smoke slowly rose, and then the tennis ball fell into the iron net behind Zhang Cheng.

"15-0."

almost.

almost.

Zhang Cheng closed his eyes, slowly feeling the selfless breath that had been integrated into his body.

On the attribute panel, a note has been made behind the column of physical strength: in collapse.

But the practice of selflessness is advancing towards full liberation.

"boom."

"30-0."

"boom."

"40-0."

"boom."

"Game, Li Xingyun, 4-3, swap venues."

Zhang Cheng lay on the chair and took a sip of the energy drink, then covered himself with a towel and fell into thought.

He only has two experience cards, and the black hole experience card is still a defensive different-dimensional skill.

That is to say, in addition to being able to win the next round steadily by hitting the ball alone, he also needs to win at least two rounds to win the game.

I just don’t know if hitting the ball with just one shot can kill it. Although not to mention destroying Li Xingyun’s tennis will, Zhang Cheng himself thinks it shouldn’t be possible. After all, Li Xingyun is a tennis player close to the professional level, and his tennis will and tennis heart are already extremely firm. .

But it would be great if he could waive the ball, but Zhang Cheng was afraid that Li Xingyun would give up the ball and let Zhang Cheng take a game, then he would lose more than he gained.

"Ding, the self-improvement has been completed and the complete liberation has been achieved. Please choose to open a door to the host."

With this ding, Zhang Cheng was a little caught off guard, and then happily looked at the column without me, completely liberated.

Below, there are three options, but the seamless door is gray, and the other two doors can be pushed open.

Zhang Cheng's eyes were brightened, and then he looked at the limit of thousands of tempers.

The limit of thousands of tempers: also known as the limit of self-satisfaction, it is one of the three ultimate gates of the realm of selflessness. It makes the power of the whole body gather in a certain part of the body, doubles the power, and throws all the balls and all the balls of the opponent. The maneuvers, all the orbits, all the destructive power, everything is doubled back, however, the responsiveness of other body parts will be reduced.

Zhang Cheng smiled, and then meditated in his heart, opening the limit of thousands of tempers.

120 seconds passed again.

Zhang Cheng suddenly felt a powerful force gushing out of his body.

Turning his head and looking at Li Xingyun who was also walking back to the court, Zhang Cheng said silently: I won this round.

"Zhang Cheng serves."

The milky white breath rose instantly, and unlike the calmness of the selfless breath, the tempered breath was more solid and irritable, like a volcano erupting at any time, full of danger.

The pitch-black aura also rose, and Zhang Cheng threw the ball and swung his racket, spinning violently and flying towards the opposite court with bursts of neighing.

When Li Xingyun saw this scene, the scarlet aura and jet black aura were intertwined for an instant, and then he swung his racket violently.

The powerful force flashed past with a scarlet aura. Zhang Cheng did not choose to dodge this time. His right arm, wrapped in the aura of tempered and skillful skills, collided head-on with the scarlet tennis ball again.

"boom."

Zhang Cheng hit back, hitting back Li Xingyun's super-gravity serve for the first time.

Li Xingyun didn't hesitate at all. Although he was a little surprised, he still swung his racket hard to return the ball.

"boom."

In just a split second, Li Xingyun felt something was wrong.

this ball.

The power is great.

"Snapped."

The orange racket was smashed onto the green turf.

Li Xingyun's right hand trembled a little, and then he looked at Zhang Cheng with disbelief in his eyes.

"15-0."

There was a dead silence outside the arena. Just now, what did they see?
Li Xingyun's racket was blown away?

Zhang Cheng actually relied on his strength to fight back and score?

"what's going on?"

Kaohsiung and everyone looked at Master Lin Dan, after all, he is the only professional player here.

Lin Dan raised his eyebrows, but there was no feeling in his eyes.

He didn't know what the milky white aura on Zhang Cheng's body was, but he knew that the rising milky white aura became stronger.

No, or rather evolved.

"Zhang Cheng has evolved."

Lin Dan thought for a few seconds and could only give such an answer.

Beside, Huang Tu stopped talking, and a trace of anxiety flashed in his eyes.

Yu Renshui's eyes were calm, he didn't know what he was thinking, but when he looked at Zhang Cheng, there was a flash of fire in his eyes.

Kaohsiung, on the other hand, became excited, and the whole person danced, only two words remained in his mind.

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