Net King System of Tennis

Chapter 7 Evenly matched opponents

Tensor retreated, after all, he still didn't attack Zhang Cheng at this time.

Of course, the main reason was that Zhang Cheng didn't hit Gao Yuanyuan cruelly, and he woke up after shaking him a few times.

"He has become stronger!"

Tensor looked at Zhang Cheng who walked into the No. [-] court, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

He had fought against Zhang Cheng a year ago. Although Zhang Cheng had his nostrils upturned at that time, it gave him the feeling that he could be suppressed.

But now, Tensor can only say that this is a well-matched opponent.

"So, what have you experienced this year?" Tensor looked solemn.

"Minister, do we need to go up?"

In the rear, except for the deputy minister "Mind Reader" Du Fei, the other six candidates were all ready to move. Seeing that Zhang Cheng had already walked into the No. [-] court, he quickly moved to the side of Tensor.

Tensor looked at the other main picks. Apart from the two doubles and the substitute, only the third singles Hou Lei could make a shot.

However, the opponent is Zhang Cheng?

Tensor still shook his head. If it really didn't work, he could only play in the end.

"Wait, don't worry."

"Minister, don't think so much."

Deputy Minister Du Fei pushed his glasses, and with a smile on his face, he walked to the side of Tensor and pointed to the person opposite Zhang Cheng on the No. [-] court.

"Look, who is that?"

"Ok?"

Tensor frowned, and his expression suddenly relaxed.

"Then let's watch the game first, it's not that easy for Zhang Cheng to win."

……

Stadium one.

When Zhang Cheng came in, he found that there was only one person.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Zhang Cheng."

On the opposite side, a boy who was about the same height as him and with orange-yellow hair looked at him with interest, his expression called a hot one.

"Don't be gay, bro."

"puff."

The emotions that were finally brewing were broken, and Situ's face instantly became ugly.

"Zhang Cheng, you don't know me anymore, last year..."

"Serve you."

Zhang Cheng turned around and walked towards the bottom corner, feeling a little annoyed, no matter how anyone wanted to have a relationship with him.

Does the matter of "Zhang Cheng" have anything to do with him, Zhang Cheng?
"Okay, very good, I, Situ, admire your arrogance."

Next to him, the referee raised his hand and pointed at Situ without delay: "Zhang Cheng vs Situ, the set is over, and Situ will serve."

"call out."

Very fast serve.

As soon as Zhang Cheng stood firm, the yellow tennis ball landed at his feet, and the silver-gray racket hit back instantly. The moment he touched it, Zhang Cheng felt something was wrong.

interesting.

Zhang Cheng pressed down on the racket and directly knocked the tennis ball that was going to fly towards his face, and then looked at Situ.

"Outspin serve?"

"Huh."

Situ fought back with a backhand, and a pity flashed in his eyes. Originally, he planned to take a surprise and use magic to defeat magic, but he didn't expect Zhang Cheng's reaction to be so fast. He was worthy of being the man who defeated him.

"boom."

It was another counterattack, and Zhang Cheng stayed in place without moving. Seeing Situ running back and forth in the bottom corner, Zhang Cheng's eyes flashed brightly.

With the same swing, Situ was caught off guard, and the tennis ball landed gently in front of the net, and then the referee's voice sounded:
"0-15."

Zhang Cheng put a short ball.

"It's that kind of ball again, no one else has moved it."

Gao Yuanyuan gritted her teeth while looking at the contented Zhang Cheng.

She didn't feel it on the court before, but now watching from the sidelines, she realized how stupid she was.

hateful!

"It's spin. Zhang Cheng puts spin on the ball every time he hits back."

Next to him, "Mind Reader" Du Fei adjusted his glasses, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

He held a notebook in his hand, and quickly took notes in the notebook with a pen in his right hand.

"However, this style of play requires a subtle control of rotation and strong aerodynamic support."

Du Fei raised his head, looked around and asked, "Does anyone know if he is good at physics?"

Everyone turned their heads and didn't answer his words. Who stipulated that they must have good academic performance?
Can't it just rely on technology?

"boom."

"Game Zhang Cheng, 1-0."

On the field, Situ broke serve, and Zhang Cheng shaved his head bald.

"It's kind of interesting." Situ took a deep breath, and he didn't look disappointed.

Zhang Cheng took out a tennis ball from his pocket, threw the ball, bent his knees, jumped up, and pressed the racket down.

"boom."

Yellow light flashed past.

This is the volley, a basic tennis technique.

It's just that Zhang Cheng's serve was so fast that Situ didn't even have time to react.

"15-0"

Serve and score!

"Clap clap clap."

Zhang Cheng meticulously patted the ball twice, and then copied and pasted his movements, and then he made another volley serve.

This time, Situ was ready, with a flash of excitement in his eyes: "I saw it, Zhang Cheng."

Situ's expression changed instantly when he swung his racket to catch the ball.

"Good weight."

Snapped.

The tennis ball rolled back to Zhang Cheng's feet from behind.

"Out of bounds, 30-0."

Soon, as Zhang Cheng served again, the judgment sounded again:

"Game Zhang Cheng, 2-0."

Situ finally got serious. He could feel that Zhang Cheng had changed, not only his hairstyle, but also his temperament.

"Just let you see the results of my practice this year."

Situ threw the ball, and his whole body bent into a bow.

"boom."

The extremely fast yellow light flashed past, this ball was faster than Zhang Cheng's volley serve just now.

"Boom."

At Zhang Cheng's feet, a yellow tennis ball fell.

"15-0."

Situ grinned, looking at Zhang Cheng's face full of excitement: "Hunter's first style - chopping the bow!"

Zhang Cheng pursed his lips, casually picked up the ball under his feet, and a wave of fluctuation finally flashed in his eyes.

Quick serve.

However, the strength is lacking.

Hearing that their minister, Tensor, also has such an extremely fast serve, called a quantum serve, Zhang Cheng would like to see it.

But right now, Zhang Cheng's eyes became excited when he saw Situ put on a bow-slaying posture again.

This is an evenly matched opponent, he is on fire!

"boom."

"30-0."

Zhang Cheng saw it this time, but didn't react.

"40-0."

A little bit.

"boom."

"Out of bounds, Game Situ, 1-2."

"pity."

Zhang Cheng shook his head, almost, if he opened the Eagle Eye, the ball would have been sent back.

On the opposite side, Situ withdrew the smile from the corner of his mouth. Just now, Zhang Cheng almost called back.

"This monster!" Situ's eyes were full of fear.

It has been useless for a year, and even the common hand has been changed, why is it still so awesome when you come back?
Next.

Zhang Cheng continued to stroll around playing tennis with Situ back and forth, and the scores kept switching back and forth.

"Game Zhang Cheng, 5-3."

"Hoohoohoo."

Situ stood with his knees bent, panting heavily.

He was too tired, and his physical strength was about the same as that of Zhang Cheng's. He ran for dozens of miles in a single set, while Zhang Cheng, who was opposite him, hadn't moved until now, standing in a small circle all the time.

"Situ lost!"

Tensor's expression was a little solemn.

He had predicted Zhang Cheng's strength, but obviously, his prediction was broken.

Of course, the most important thing is that until now Zhang Cheng has not used his special skill, the blue-style triple strike, which is the scariest.

Using the most basic tennis to defeat Situ, who was equivalent to the strength of the main election, this made Tensor frowned, remembering what the previous minister said to him.

If only Zhang Cheng was here, they would definitely be able to enter the national competition.

"maybe."

Next to him, Du Fei closed his notebook, pushed his glasses and looked at the two people on the No. [-] court.

"Situ's move took shape last year, and he should not only practice this move this year!"

"That means Situ is very likely to come back!"

Hou Lei showed an excited smile on his face.

"Do not."

Du Fei looked at Zhang Cheng, who was able to handle the game with ease, and his eyes were full of inexplicable meaning.

"It's just that I didn't lose so fast."

Just now, through the performance of the two people on the field, he roughly made a simple profile of the basic three-dimensional attributes and skills of the two people.

Situ is okay, his speed is close to 4, his strength is 3.2, his physical strength is around 3, and his skill should be 4.5. He is an average junior high school candidate.

But Zhang Cheng?

All the basic three-dimensions close to 4 and the skills of at least 5.5 made his heart tremble.

This man is a monster!
What did he do this year?
"boom."

The familiar Zhan Gong serve flew towards him at high speed, but Zhang Cheng smiled slightly.

slow!

Under his imitation of Tezuka Domain's play style, Situ's physical strength has been exhausted.

Zhang Cheng fought back, and in a split second, Situ hit back the ball that Situ had scored with his chopping bow.

It's the bottom corner edge again.

Situ wanted to run to catch the ball, but fell to the ground halfway.

"0-15."

A smile appeared on Zhang Cheng's face. This is a well-matched opponent. His mission of the Way of the King is +1, and now he is waiting for the end of the game.

"I see!"

Situ got up from the ground, looked at Zhang Cheng and smiled.

"I have seen through your skills!"

After finishing speaking, he hit a volley serve, and his lack of energy caused Situ to give up the bow-cut serve. Moreover, he wanted to break Zhang Cheng's tennis skills head-on.

"Ok?"

Zhang Cheng easily fought back.

"Sure enough, that's it!"

There was a flash of light in Situ's eyes, the racket was erected, and instantly swung horizontally.

"hunting!"

Like a javelin, the yellow tennis ball did not spin and flew towards Zhang Cheng this time.

"boom."

"15-15."

The Tezuka field that Zhang Cheng imitated was broken.

"Hahaha, thank you, Zhang Cheng, for helping me perfect this trick. As a thank you gift, I will accept this victory!" Situ was a little frivolous.

"Oh?"

Zhang Cheng didn't expect to win by relying on his spinning skills. He knew the level of his Tezuka field, and even Xiao Wang didn't record it for him, so it was basically not considered a game skill.

but?

Even you little Situ who can't stand still dare to speak out?
"Zhang Cheng, here I come again!"

Situ took a deep breath, then, served the ball normally, and immediately put on a hunting posture after serving the ball.

"boom."

"15-30."

Situ was stunned, he didn't even react to the attack just now.

Looking up at the calm Zhang Cheng, Situ swallowed.

this person?

It seems that it hasn't started to work!
"Continue." Zhang Cheng smiled slightly.

"Strength correction +0.1, speed correction +0.2."

Off the court, Du Fei wiped the sweat off his face. Zhang Cheng's strength and speed have reached 4!

"Game Zhang Cheng, 6-3, the game is over, Zhang Cheng wins."

Zhang Cheng looked at the task of the way of the king: (4/100) finally showed a gratified smile on his face.

Yes, well-matched opponents.

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng took back his racket and walked in front of Yang Jie.

"So, does that count as joining the tennis club?"

Gudong.

Yang Jie swallowed his saliva, turned his head to look at the tensor next to him.

The scene was a little silent for a while, and everyone's eyes were focused on Tensor.

Tensor looked at Zhang Cheng quietly, then smiled and said:

"Okay, of course."

"Ding, the grievance mission has been completed, and the reward has been issued."

Triple counterattack - Feiyan returns to the nest to get!

"By the way, when will the main selection competition start?" Zhang Cheng faced Tensor head-on, with a gentle smile on his face.

"A week later."

"Okay, I'll come back when the time comes, and I hope to meet some comparable opponents then."

As Zhang Cheng said, he looked at the eight candidates.

It's all experience points, it's all his!

"hateful."

Hou Lei couldn't hold back his face, this man was too arrogant.

Zhang Cheng skipped over the eight main candidates and dragged Xiao Daimeng by the way, turned his head, looked at Zhang Liang with half of his face sideways and smiled charmingly:

"Oh, and I would like to ask Minister Zhang, can I become the head of the tennis department if I beat you?"

Too embarrassing!

Hou Lei picked up the tennis racket and wanted to PK with real people offline.

On the contrary, Tensor held him back, his face still remained calm and calm.

Zhang Cheng felt a little bored, so he turned his head around and led Xiao Daimeng to the outside.

Just now, classmate Xiao Wang became active again.

"Ding, release the mission, superior."

"Superior position: Become the head of the tennis department of Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School, reward: unblock mental power."

Zhang Cheng never knew how to use his seven-point mental power. Now, classmate Xiao Wang gave him the answer.

It seems that this one, he is determined.

"Brother, slow down." Xiaodaimeng was a little angry.

"Hurry up, brother will teach you how to play tennis."

Soon, the backs of the two people disappeared in front of Tensor and the others.

"Fine, I like it."

A smile appeared on Tensor's face, but everyone around him who knew him well shuddered.

The minister is angry!

The tensor that studies quantum mechanics is back!

"Teacher Yang, you are in charge of the trials!"

Tensor turned his head to look at Yang Jie, and said in an unquestionable voice: "Arrange Zhang Cheng in Court No. [-]."

"Could it be?"

"Yes, I want to try his level myself."

"it is good."

"And you!"

Tensor turned his head to look at Du Fei and the others, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Everyone has, twenty laps around the tennis court, start now."

"what?"

"Du Fei monitors, if there is no finisher, transfer to the second team."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Liang helped Gao Yuanyuan's face become gentle: "Yuanyuan, I'll take you to the hospital."

Seeing the minister's departure, Hou Lei's face was not angry, and he muttered: "Dog~"

"Ok?"

"Fairy couple!"

Du Fei sighed, looking at the first-choice players in front of him, he felt very uncomfortable.

Zhang Cheng.

Stuart.

There are even others.

I don't know how many people are left after this group of regular candidates who have just been promoted from the second team?

but?

Think of the data you just collected yourself.

A gleam flashed in Du Fei's eyes.

Maybe, this year they can really enter the national competition!
"All of them, run."

After finishing speaking, Du Fei took the lead in charging!
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