Net King System of Tennis

Chapter 113 Blue Style (10 more)
Zhang Cheng didn't attract anyone's attention when he walked into the court.

These days, because of the exchange match, many Hua people came to the Kayas training base, and Zhang Cheng was only regarded as one of them.

On the court, there is a duel going on at this moment. On one side is Xiao Yan, whom Zhang Cheng is familiar with, and on the other side is a foreign guy who looks like a porcelain doll.

But this porcelain doll was not the kind that would break when touched, on the contrary, Xiao Yan on the opposite side was retreating steadily under this person's offensive.

Zhang Cheng glanced at the score. They had already played four sets. This was the fifth set. The scores were 6-4, 6-4, 6-3, 6-2, and 5-1.

And the score of this round also came to the match point, 40-15!

"boom."

With the last corner kick, the porcelain doll easily took down Xiao Yan.

"Whoa, Rafael Trujillo, the eternal god of Kayas!"

"Raphael won again, awesome, I really want to warm his bed."

"Hua people, a little bit!"

Xiao Yan collapsed, his face was pale and he was out of breath.

For a total of five rounds, except for the first two rounds, he still had room to fight back. If Rafael hadn't been careless in the last three rounds, this exchange match would have been just a massacre.

The coach on the opposite side walked up to Raphael and wanted to touch his head, but he dodged it by tilting his neck. Then, the cold voice of the porcelain doll sounded: "In the future, don't do this kind of practice again. calls me?"

After finishing speaking, Rafael turned and walked past expressionlessly, the direction happened to be where Zhang Cheng was.

As the distance got closer, Zhang Cheng could even see the blue blood vessels on the porcelain doll's face.

The two passed by, and Zhang Cheng actually heard a Chinese sentence coming out of the foreign friend's mouth: "It's a new Chinese!"

Zhang Cheng: "..."

This person is interesting.

Behind him, footsteps were heard.

Afterwards, Zhang Cheng heard Yu Renshui's voice.

"How is it? How's the fight going?"

As soon as the words fell, Yu Renshui walked up to Zhang Cheng and looked up at the scoreboard.

Immediately, the old man who was nearly fifty years old sighed:

"Sure enough, I still lost!"

When he went to pick up Zhang Cheng, it was only the third set, and the two sides were still fighting. Unexpectedly, only 10 minutes had passed, and the game was over!

"But it's Rafael Trujillo after all, so it doesn't matter if you lose!"

Yu Renshui's attitude made Zhang Cheng a little surprised. Why, he looked like he couldn't afford to lose 10 minutes ago, how could he become right when he met a porcelain doll?

This little old man actually has two faces!

"Don't look at me that way."

Yu Renshui glared at Zhang Cheng, and then whispered in Zhang Cheng's ear:
"Actually, that Rafael Trujillo is of mixed blood, half of Huaguo blood."

"So what?" Zhang Cheng said in a strange tone.

"Hehehe, tell me, after this exchange match is over, can we think of a way to lure him back?"

Yu Renshui smiled like an old fox, Zhang Cheng instinctively took a step away from him.

"Abduction is against the law? I'll be the first to report you when the time comes."

"Hey, you brat, did the old man treat you badly?"

Yu Renshui blushed and stared at Zhang Cheng fiercely.

"Hehe, in fact, with this time, you might as well comfort Xiao Yan, because you were the one who got you into the Tennis Association yourself."

Zhang Cheng rolled his eyes, then ignored Yu Renshui, turned around and walked towards the court.

This made Yu Renshui realize immediately, it seemed that Xiao Yan was seriously injured in the battle with Rafael!
"It's true that he needs to be comforted, but that porcelain doll also needs to hook up!"

Yu Renshui touched his chin and muttered.

the other side.

In the monitoring room on the second floor, all the scenes that just happened were displayed on the monitor.

A bald old man was sitting on a war chair wearing gold-rimmed glasses, his gaze was fixed on one of the screens.

"Zhang Cheng?"

The old man vaguely remembered the phone call from his son just now.

"Father, that Zhang Cheng must stay. He is really too strong. If you don't brag, you won't be black. Lu Xi is willing to give him the title of the strongest junior high school student."

There was a weird look on Lucas' face?

The strongest junior high school student?

His son's vision is too bad.

Where does that put his Rafael Trujillo?
However, what Lucas did not expect was that this Zhang Cheng actually came to the Kayas training base, and was even seen by him.

Thinking about it this way, as a follower of Jesus, Lucas felt that this might be God's idea.

So after thinking about it, he also decided to keep Zhang Cheng.

As for how to stay?That must rely on a little bit of means.

But before that, Lucas wanted to see what kind of confidence this Zhang Cheng had to conquer his stupid son.

Ground floor court.

Zhang Cheng finally found a foreign friend, took the decadent Xiao Yan to act as his interpreter for a while, and then agreed to have a game with him.

"It's the rules of the race, don't make a mistake in the translation."

Zhang Cheng looked at Xiao Yan worriedly.

"Wofu, Zhang Cheng, how can you say such a thing?"

Xiao Yan was already a little upset because he lost too badly, but he didn't expect to be questioned by Zhang Cheng, and he was a little unhappy immediately.

"I know what's in my heart, so let's go to the side and watch your Brother Cheng perform for you."

Zhang Cheng threw Xiao Yan aside, then took out his racket and walked to the court with a full face of excitement.

Both sides guessed right, but it is a pity that Zhang Cheng lost the right to move.

"Zhang Cheng vs. David, the outcome is determined in one set, and David will start first."

Zhang Cheng walked straight to the receiving line, holding the racket tightly with his left hand, feeling a little nervous inside.

This was the first time he used his left hand to fight against others, and Zhang Cheng also wanted to try it out to see what level his left hand is now.

On the sidelines, Yu Renshui noticed something was wrong, Zhang Cheng was holding the racket with his left hand.

"Is it cured?"

Yu Renshui muttered, which immediately caught Xiao Yan's attention.

"Wow, why does Zhang Cheng use his left hand?"

"He was originally left-handed."

"Oh, it's really strong!"

Yu Renshui: "..."

Of course, the duel between Zhang Cheng and David also attracted the attention of many people.

In addition to Li Xingyun and the others, those high school students from Kayas also surrounded them.

"David, fuck him, let him taste the glory of your hero!"

"Come on, David, use your sculpture-like style of play to blow up this Chinese man."

"David, stand up and push him!"

"A group of iron fools, just like David, an angry bird, my brother Cheng is ten times bigger than him."

"boom."

"15-0."

Zhang Cheng turned his head with a gloomy expression.

Just now, Xiao Yan's angry howl really surprised him.

Big is big, ten times is still an exaggeration!

Zhang Cheng quickly gestured to Xiao Yan to shut up, and suddenly, he was at peace!
"continue."

Losing a goal had little effect on Zhang Cheng, so he quickly adjusted his mentality and continued to face David.

David showed a friendly smile to Zhang Cheng, then patted the tennis ball, still serving in a standard German style.

"boom."

Be quick!
However, Zhang Cheng has already seen through!
Gently swinging the racket with his left hand, a sense of impact penetrated into his wrist, and he was still a little uncomfortable.

But soon, Zhang Cheng adjusted his state, and the tennis ball flew back at an extremely fast speed.

David counterattacked with a smile, however, at the moment of catching the ball, he found something was wrong.

This ball, the spin is wrong.

"Snapped."

"Touch net, 15-15."

The corner of Zhang Cheng's mouth curled up into an inexplicable smile. The ball just now was a minor key of his blue style series.

The inner rotation is the exact opposite of the watch rotation!

This weird spin made David lose control of the tennis ball the moment he caught the ball.

So next, David ended up hitting the net for three consecutive goals, and Zhang Cheng easily won the first game.

"Swap venues!"

"This?" Xiao Yan was full of doubts.

He is not a master of tricks, he didn't notice Zhang Cheng's extra weird spin at all.

"It should be spinning!"

Yu Renshui was a little uncertain, but he had investigated Zhang Cheng before Zhang Cheng joined the tennis club of Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School.

At that time, he knew that Zhang Cheng had an extremely weird series of return shots.

That weird series of return shots can make someone else's return ball hit the net, go out of bounds, or even lose the racket.

However, this scene is also Yu Renshui's real experience of tennis.

In the second game, Zhang Cheng served.

Slowly getting used to his left hand through the first round, Zhang Cheng felt a little bit different in his heart.

After lightly tapping the tennis ball twice, Zhang Cheng grasped the feeling and completed his swing.

"boom."

The mustard tennis ball drew a weird arc and flew towards the opposite hair extension.

David just wanted to catch the ball, but suddenly found that the tennis ball disappeared, and then, a crisp landing sound came from the side.

"15-0."

Zhang Cheng smiled, feeling the bewildered eyes around him did not speak.

Advanced application of one ball and eight hits.

The ball just now was actually equivalent to hitting eight balls, and David misread the goal.

Then, Zhang Cheng served again. This time, David actually saw eight mustard yellow tennis balls fly towards him.

"Walter?"

David was full of doubts. These eight tennis balls were all real. How could he play with this?
"boom."

"30-0."

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Cheng scored another goal.

boom.

"40-0."

"Hey, use your heroic brilliance! Otherwise, you won't be able to catch my serve!"

Zhang Cheng doesn't care if David understands or not, but at least his goal has been achieved.

A faint radiance really appeared on David on the opposite side.

At the same time, David, who was originally gentle, also became serious, his eyes full of aggression.

Entering the glory for the first time, the ladder has not yet formed, and it is at the same level as Xin Zhao.

Zhang Cheng made a judgment in his heart, and then sent the last ball of his serve.

This ball, under the influence of Guanghui on the other side, Zhang Cheng only hit six tennis balls.

David, on the other hand, completed a large-arc pull under the promotion of brilliance.

Like the dawn in the darkness, the heroic brilliance of David pierced into Zhang Cheng's half court.

However, at the moment when the light was about to fall to the ground, Zhang Cheng's left hand was surrounded by a hell-like aura.

The brilliance was drowned out, and darkness descended again.

When David caught the ball, the uncontrollable feeling resurfaced again.

"boom."

"Out of bounds, Zhang Cheng, 2-0."

This ball is the major tone in the blue style series!
　Ten more completed!
　　Today's fund is pretty good, should we stop here? ? ?

　　How about writing two more chapters tonight! ?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)