Net King System of Tennis

Chapter 69 Indoor Training
the next day.

That is, December [-]th, the second day of the camp.

There is no special arrangement today, the plan is indoor training.

In the morning, Zhang Cheng, who had just woken up, felt something was wrong when he went downstairs.

Why does he feel that his butt is so heavy and murderous?Immediately, Zhang Cheng felt that it was because of his physical development?

But it doesn't seem to be the case, so I can only blame it on learning the sweet spot skills last night, which caused some mental fatigue.

Until, Zhang Cheng saw that Situ went downstairs one step ahead of him. Compared with yesterday, today he was walking like flying.

Zhang Cheng: "???"

Breakfast is still made by those three people.

Except for the plate of fried eggs that no one ate, others like soy milk fritters and pancake buns were all eaten.

With the return of those four people, Qi Yuanjia and Du Fei stood up, and it was what Qi Yuanjia said:
"Today's arrangement is very simple, indoor training, especially pair training."

"The content of the training camp is divided into three aspects, dynamic vision, fixed-point shooting, and the final sparring."

"The opponents will not be assigned first. After completing the first two training sessions, the third round of two-pair training will be selected by the top-ranked opponents."

"Now, go back to your room and pick up your rackets. We will gather on the indoor court in 10 minutes."

Haifeng Island has a huge center court, and it only takes 5 minutes to walk from their villa.

When Zhang Cheng arrived at the indoor court with strides, the others had already arrived, and he was the last one.

But Zhang Cheng was not late, so Qi Yuanjia and Du Fei didn't say anything.

"The first step is dynamic vision training. There are twenty ball machines here, and each ball machine has tennis balls of seven different colors. go in."

Speaking of this, Qi Yuanjia's mouth twitched strangely and said: "Also, you can interfere with each other."

"As for the results, the correct number will be used to calculate until all the tennis balls in the ball machine are sprayed out."

Zhang Cheng glanced at the twenty ball machines, and they were divided into four groups. One group was formed by five ball machines in a circle, and Zhang Cheng and the others were obviously standing in the circle.

In front of the ball machine are seven ball bags of different colors. Each bag can only be opened when tennis balls of that color are sprayed out, and the ball can only be shot in at the moment of opening.

Zhang Cheng walked to one of the ball machines, with Situ next to him, Zhou Ming on the other side, and Wu Hao and Qian Zhuangzhuang behind him.

Situ's eyes turned to the crosshair racket in Zhang Cheng's hand, and his eyes were a little strange.

Could it be that Zhang Cheng just hit the ball with this racket?
This is unlikely.

Situ tried it when he got the crosshair racket, but he couldn't even hit the ball at all.

Not to mention the counterattack, he couldn't even serve the ball into bounds. However, in this scene, Zhang Cheng actually used this kind of racket?
Not only him, but Wu Hao in the rear also noticed this, but he couldn't say anything nutritious except for a pretentious sentence in his heart.

The three groups on the other side were also full of people, twenty players, all training at the same time.

In the spectator seats, Xiaodaimeng and Zhang Ranran took notes on the blackboard, while Gao Yuanyuan and Xiaowanzi gave them timing and controlled the machine.

As Gao Yuanyuan pressed the chronograph, Xiao Wanzi on the side directly turned on the twenty ball machines.

In an instant, there was a bang bang.

"red."

There was a golden light in Zhang Cheng's eyes, which was the light of an eagle's eye.

The right hand crossed the racket in a flash, and the red tennis ball was instantly and accurately hit into the red ball bag in front of him.

There is no time to stop, the ball machine just keeps launching tennis balls.

green.

blue.

Zhang Cheng took the time to look around, and then he realized that the tennis balls ejected from each player's ball machine were different in color.

Until, a white tennis ball sprayed out.

goaltending?
Zhang Cheng laughed, it turned out that Qi Yuanjia was not honest.

However, since he said he could interfere, Zhang Cheng would not be polite to this interference ball.

"Snapped."

Hit the ball straight back without looking.

Then, Wu Hao found that the red ball he hit was knocked down by a white ball.

"Who? Stand up for me."

However, with just one roar, he has missed at least four balls.

"Fuck."

Wu Hao turned around directly, and looked at Zhang Cheng with an angry face: "Zhang Cheng, I'm going to fight you."

Regardless of whether he saw anyone or not, Wu Hao believed that Zhang Cheng did it anyway.

So he stopped hitting the ball, and watched the tennis ball hit Zhang Cheng directly.

however.

"Snapped."

The cross-line racket was perfected by Zhang Cheng.

While Zhang Cheng was dealing with the serving machine in front of him, he was dealing with Wu Hao.

"Ahem, cough, Wu Hao, this kind of interference is considered a foul. Only interference balls can attack others."

Maruko on the side mercilessly shattered Wu Hao's dream of revenge.

Immediately, Wu Hao was stunned. After all, in such a short time, the ball machine has sprayed at least dozens of balls.

Wu Hao's skills are not bad, after all, in Du Fei's eyes, he is on a [-]/[-] basis with Zhang Cheng.

However, the mentality was not good, and all the next few shots were missed. In addition, Zhang Cheng was staring at him, and whenever there was an interference ball, he would hit him.

If there is no accident, he should be stable at the bottom one.

Of course, it was not easy for Zhang Cheng. Three of the five people on their side were from Shaoyang No. [-] Middle School. Except for Qian Zhuangzhuang, who was not very good at skills, Zhou Ming who was next to him also used interference balls to disgust him.

However, the most disgusting thing was Situ next to him, and this guy even attacked him.

Fuck Li Liang!
The other three groups were also fighting fiercely. Although they were not besieged like Zhang Cheng's side, they were still in a mess. In the end, they didn't know who they were attacking.

Anyway, Zhang Cheng only saw a circle of seven-color tennis balls falling on the ground in the three groups over there. It depends on the final statistics to see who it is.

"Bangdang."

After half an hour.

With the last ball launched, this first dynamic vision training is over.

Zhang Cheng looked at Situ with a livid face, but turned his head quickly after seeing the bruise on his face.

He hit that ball.

Moreover, a concentrated will can penetrate stubborn stones.

Twenty people came out and began to rest.

After hitting the ball for 10 minutes in a row, and it was such a shot that tested the dynamic vision, everyone felt a little bit tired.

The same is true for Zhang Cheng, he always feels that he is extra heavy today.

Is it really grown up?
But it was still within Zhang Cheng's acceptance range. Then, he checked his panel carefully.

Although the skill column is still six, there is an extra line of sweet spot skill 6% behind it.

And most importantly, he could feel his six-point technique loosen.

The last time he had this feeling was when he realized power, but it wasn't that strong at the time, and Zhang Cheng didn't care.

Then, Zhang Cheng took a proud look at his panel again.

Sure enough, he is indeed the strongest junior high school student!
but?

Ok?
This is?

Zhang Cheng suddenly realized something was wrong. Under his training task of improving, the gluteus maximus column had to bear [-] kilograms?
My special hair department?

Even if I grow up, can I weigh [-] kilograms?

What a mutation!

fuck.

wrong.

My pants were changed.

Dry Li Liang.

Zhang Cheng directly turned his head to look at Situ. It seemed that he was the one who washed his underpants yesterday, but Zhang Cheng was still a little moved.

Moved a feather duster.

In this comparison, he approached Zhang with a purpose!
"Look at what?"

Situ felt a little uncomfortable on his face, and then turned around calmly.

"What did you do to my pants?" Zhang Cheng's face turned dark, and his tone was cold.

"What pants, I don't know." Situ got up and left.

What pants?

It's obviously his underpants!
At most, at most, you took it wrong. Who told you to look like my underpants?
"Damn things."

Zhang Cheng scolded angrily, but he didn't lose his mind and asked Situ to return it to him now.

After all, it's clear that Dogecoin is wearing his underpants.

Suddenly, Zhang Cheng felt a little off.

His grandma's. The pants on him were worn by Situ yesterday!
"Cough cough cough."

At this moment, Xiaodumeng's statistics came out.

Zhang Cheng walked over with heavy steps and looked at the four girls.

The result was in Xiaodimeng's hands, and Gao Yuanyuan held it in his hand as an announcement.

"Well, No.1 is Jiang Chen."

Jiang Chen's dynamic vision is extremely good, it's not surprising that he was able to get the first honesty.

"The second is Du Fei."

Du Fei is good at data calculation, and his mental strength is good, so he can accept second place.

"The third is Ewing."

Ewing is the only one who can match him [-]-[-] in terms of skills, and coupled with his strong mental strength, the third one is also okay.

"The fourth is tensors."

Well, Zhang Cheng can accept it.

"Fifth is Goldman Sachs."

"The sixth is Situ."

Ok?
What did Zhang Cheng hear?
Situ is the sixth dog?
Zhang Cheng cast his eyes on Gao Yuanyuan, he really wanted to know where he was.

However, it wasn't until the tenth that he heard his own name.

"Zhang Cheng is tenth, please continue to work hard."

Gan.

If it wasn't for Situ who was messing with his mentality, Zhang Cheng wouldn't be number ten.

But then, when he heard that Zhou Ming was eleven, Qian Zhuangzhuang was fourteen, and Wu Hao was second to last, Zhang Cheng still felt better.

However, Qi Yuanjia was the last one, which he did not expect at all.

Even with his eyes closed, Zhang Cheng can get a few shots right!
In fact, Zhang Cheng guessed right.

Qi Yuanjia really did it with his eyes closed.

However, the ball is colored, and his data memory is full of normal colored tennis balls.

Coupled with the interference from Tensor and others nearby, Qi Yuanjia didn't score a single goal, and managed to score a goal.

Wu Hao also felt comfortable, and now he was patting Qi Yuanjia's shoulder from being so angry just now, with endless ridicule coming out of his mouth.

may.

This is human nature.

If Situ was worse than him, Zhang Cheng might also ruthlessly ridicule this bastard.

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