Net King System of Tennis

Chapter 117
"A date?"

"Yes, a date."

Yu Renshui's voice came from Zhang Cheng's phone.

At the moment, he is being treated by the bald doctor at the Munich Orthopedic Hospital, and it has been two days since he last went to the big doctor.

"Why do you want to fight? Let that Raphael wait in Kayas. I will go to him when I am free."

"But this match is different from the exchange match." Yu Renshui on the other side hesitated.

Zhang Cheng instantly understood that this Yu Renshui had definitely bet on this appointment.

"Tell me, what did you bet on?"

"Well, let's talk about it when we meet?"

Yu Renshui's voice was flustered, and he hung up the phone without giving Zhang Cheng a chance to ask too many questions.

Zhang Cheng took back his phone and fell into deep thought.

This Yu Renshui was doing something, but when he turned his head, he looked at his left hand.

With the start of the last course of treatment, and the fact that he has listened to the doctor not to play with his left hand in the past few days, the recovery effect of his left hand has also exceeded the expectations of the bald doctor.

"Very good, at most one week, Mr. Zhang, your left hand will be fully recovered."

Zhang Cheng couldn't understand what the bald doctor said, but Kaohsiung provided him with an interpreter, so he could understand.

"Then trouble the doctor."

Zhang Cheng withdrew his left hand from the doctor, then put the tennis bag on his back and said to the translator.

"I'm going to the Kayas training base, you tell Boss Gao."

After speaking, move quickly, turn around and leave!

……

Kayas Training Base.

Zhang Cheng finally found Yu Renshui in a corner.

"Tell me, what did Mr. Yu mean just now?"

Yu Renshui gave a flattering smile, carefully pulled Zhang Cheng aside and said in a low voice:

"Did you see the game below?"

Zhang Cheng glanced down, and it was Li Xingyun and Raphael who were facing each other on the court at the moment.

However, just as miserable as Xiao Yan, Raphael lost four sets in a row just like that, making Li Xingyun miserable.

"I bet them that Raphael is not your opponent."

"And then? What's the stake?"

Zhang Cheng squinted at Yu Renshui, which caused Yu Renshui to suddenly feel a huge pressure.

But after all, he is the president of the Tennis Association. He has been in a high position for so long, and he has the aura of a superior person. If he is a little serious, he can get rid of the mental pressure that Zhang Cheng put on him.

"It's not a big bet, I just think you are stronger, and I want you two to fight head-on."

"Oh? I don't believe it."

"It's true, that Raphael has never lost a single time in this Kayas training base, and you have also never lost a single time here, so..."

As Yu Renshui spoke, his voice became softer.

Zhang Cheng raised his head and looked at the porcelain doll below again.

It has to be said that this porcelain doll may be the most powerful Zhang Cheng has ever encountered except for Cheng Dong.

It is possible that the master Lin Dan is not as strong as this Raphael in a set.

"You don't take me and that Raphael as a bet, do you?"

A wicked smile curled up on the corner of Zhang Cheng's mouth, and then he stared at Yu Renshui very aggressively.

Yu Renshui has been thinking about taking this porcelain doll back to China for many days.

So didn't Zhang, his performance these days, not attract the attention of the person in charge here?

A slap couldn't be heard, and it was obvious that the person in charge here and Yu Renshui had reached a consensus.

"Hahaha."

Yu Renshui laughed dryly and didn't speak, but this performance was already very obvious.

"True punishment, President Yu."

"Actually, I'm also discussing with you. You can refuse. I can think of other ways to bring Raphael back."

"Has the time been set?" Zhang Cheng asked.

"Not yet, but it's not far from the end of the exchange match."

"Well, let's make it the last day of the exchange competition!"

"You promised?"

Yu Renshui looked at Zhang Cheng with some surprise. Although he had such thoughts in his heart, it was still inconceivable that Zhang Cheng really agreed to him.

"Well, I need to test some ideas."

As for what he thought, Zhang Cheng didn't say, and Yu Renshui was too embarrassed to ask.

"Then I'll take you to see Professor Lucas, who is in charge of this matter."

"No, you guys can discuss it. I will come over on the last day. I hope that Raphael won't let me down."

After Zhang Cheng finished speaking, he left, leaving Yu Renshui standing there with twinkling eyes.

Yu Renshui turned his eyes to look at the duel below, it seemed that he had hit the last ball, and Li Xingyun was about to lose.

"Rafael Trujillo, really strong enough!"

Yu Renshui's eyes were full of fire.

He has known that this Raphael is only one year older than Zhang Cheng, and his strength is even higher than Zhang Cheng.

Seeing that Raphael had left the stadium, Yu Renshui also turned around and walked towards the monitoring room on the second floor.

He had already discussed with Professor Lucas, who was in charge of communicating with Zhang Cheng, and Rafael Trujillo was persuaded by Professor Lucas.

……

At this moment, it is far away in China's Phoenix City Wutongshu Gymnasium.

This training session from the main city is coming to an end.

In one week, the training camp will be over.

In this nearly a month, everyone's growth is obvious to all.

Especially Deng Ping, although he looked down on these students ten days ago, he has to admit now that these students are far better than he imagined.

At this moment, the head coach of the devil is holding a ranking list in his hand, which is ranked by these students through the competition these days.

No.1 is Tian Minglu, a student of Phoenix Wutong Middle School.

No.2 is Zhao Qingsheng, the head of Nanyu Middle School in Tiannan City.

No. 3...

It wasn't until No.10 that Deng Ping's eyes stopped.

tensor.

The head of Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School!

As for why Deng Ping paid attention to Tensor, it was purely because of Zhang Cheng.

Although he had never met Zhang Cheng, he watched the finals of the Yangcheng City Competition in the past few days.

Zhang Cheng is indeed at the level of a professional player, and he can feel the power of that powerful different-dimensional breath even if he is watching a video.

The only pity is that Deng Ping did not personally teach Zhang Cheng, otherwise, those immature aspects of Zhang Cheng would have disappeared.

"Zhang Cheng, I really want to see you soon!"

Deng Ping's heart was hot. Since he had a falling out with Cheng Dong, Deng Ping hadn't brought an apprentice for a long time.

It's not that no one wants it, but that Deng Ping himself doesn't like it.

After all, during the coaching process, Deng Ping's vision has risen to a higher level. Even Tian Minglu, who ranked first in this training camp, feels so-so.

But Zhang Cheng is different. He stepped into a different dimension at the age of 13, which is something that even Cheng Dong has not done.

Even Great God Cheng Dong entered the professional level when he was 15 years old. Although it is said that the Way of Extremes is slower than the Way of Glory and the Way of Different Dimensions, there will not be a difference of two years.

"but……"

Deng Ping frowned suddenly. He knew the disadvantages of the way of different dimensions.

A strong mental strength must have a strong physical quality as a carrier in order to exert its strength perfectly.

Although Deng Ping can't see any mental oppression from the video, it can also be seen from the way Zhang Cheng tried his best to control the light hitting. Zhang Cheng's mental strength may not be so stable, and he must be bound by his body.

Zhang Cheng should also have a headache for his own physical fitness now!

The feeling of not being able to control one's own strength is indeed not so pleasant, but he can only rely on himself.

Deng Ping suddenly felt a little funny, which is why he insisted on letting Master Cheng Dong go the extreme way.

It's just that a few years have passed, and he has figured it out.

"How long until today's training mission ends?"

Deng Ping turned his head to look at the little assistant beside him.

The little assistant quickly picked up the report sheet and answered: "There are two more groups for the top ten training tasks, four groups for the top one hundred, eight groups for the top three hundred, ten groups for the five hundred, and twenty more for the remaining training tasks." Group."

"Oh, it seems that the top ten are doing pretty well!"

Deng Ping said something interesting.

The training tasks of these trainees are the same, but the gap between them can also be seen from the remaining training volume.

The gap between the top ten and the top one hundred has widened!
This time the four districts battle is not a single school, even the doubles, will not be the teams they are familiar with.

All the students are broken up, and the doubles team will be reorganized.

This four-region battle is not the usual rules, but a total of fifteen games with ten singles and five doubles.

Among them, singles match counts as one point, doubles match counts as two points, a total of [-] points.

The four major provinces cycled back and forth in this way, and every two provinces could meet in the middle, and finally ranked according to the points won.

Although the outcome is determined in one set, because it is a round-robin match, there is a lot of water in it, and some people may break their hands in the first match.

At that time, either abstain or can only be on the bench.

And Deng Ping's current idea is to train the top ten singles players.

But if there are players suitable for doubles, Deng Ping will also consider the doubles first. After all, the doubles score is twice that of singles, but the number of singles matches is twice that of doubles.

However, training is still the main focus at present, and the real team trials will be held after the year.

By then, that Zhang Cheng's left hand should be healed and come back!

Deng Ping touched his chin, eyes full of excitement.

It's very interesting to train a genius!
"It's really a waste of time and resources to let those students who are behind in the queue speed up and pack up and go home if it doesn't work."

Deng Ping roared angrily, and cold sweat dripped from the head of the little assistant next to him.

Therefore, this little assistant can only convey the thoughts from the head coach with a gentle voice.

Immediately, those students who claimed to be the pride of the sky complained softly.

However, if you ask them to beep loudly, they still dare not dare.

(End of this chapter)