Net King System of Tennis

Chapter 120 Angel with broken wings

"hiss."

The whole place sucked in a breath of cold air.

An evil ghost crawled up from behind Zhang Cheng.

Suddenly, the cold air pierced through the bones, as if facing an abyss.

On the second floor, all three were dumbfounded.

They all know that Raphael's angel phantom is the product of two fusions.

But Zhang Cheng, the phantom of the evil ghost, they can be seen.

Dimensional Phantom.

This is a true interdimensional phantom.

"Zhang Cheng, has his mental strength broken to eighth?"

Lucas was dumbfounded, then frowned, and turned to look at Yu Renshui who had the same dull face.

"Mr. Yu, isn't Po Ba's mental strength a bit exaggerated?"

"Don't ask, I don't know."

Yu Renshui only knew that Zhang Cheng had stepped into the way of another dimension, that is, his mental strength had broken seven.

Broken eight?

This Nima is too outrageous!
"No, I want to say that Zhang Cheng's physical fitness is not strong enough to withstand Po Ba's mental strength, and something will happen to him."

Lucas' expression changed from shock to solemnity, and even the rest of the people beside him came back to their senses.

It seems that it is really not good.

Only coach Lu Xi was silly, thinking that Zhang Chengzhen was too strong, and he was indeed the man he liked.

"boom."

The roar sounded, attracting everyone's attention again.

The pure white angel wings were covered with a layer of pitch black, and the destructive black thunder was beating.

"30-0."

Raphael panted heavily, his eyes determined.

He can't lose, he must purify the evil spirit Zhang Cheng.

However, Zhang Cheng leaned sideways and squinted at him, staring into an abyss.

boom.

The explosion sounded, and the evil spirit crawled out of hell.

Raphael tried his best to stay awake, but the ghost-like whispers in his ears made him a little confused.

Pulling himself together, the angel's wings fluttered lightly, and then dispelled the endless darkness.

boom.

On both sides, a pair is formed again, the pitch black pollutes the pure white, and the golden light dispels the darkness.

At the same time, the scores on both sides are also rising alternately.

"40-15."

boom.

"3-1."

"3-2."

"Swap venues."

Zhang Cheng collapsed on the chair, his legs trembling.

In 10 minutes, this was the first time he had fully used his mental power to unblock it once.

This is a huge challenge for his body.

Po Ba's spiritual power is too strong, and Zhang Cheng really can't grasp it.

However, the game is not over yet.

"Student Wang, unblock again."

"Ding, please think about it carefully, the host, if you unblock it again, your body may collapse. This is a warning."

Zhang Cheng fell into deep thought.

Breaking eight in mental strength is indeed beyond his imagination. Originally, with his spiritual will breaking seven, five points of physical strength can already be perfectly received.

But something went wrong. The unblocking of the Way of Destruction had greatly improved his spiritual strength, causing his already strong physical body to fail to keep up.

Moreover, this is the first time the system has issued a warning to Zhang Cheng. Undoubtedly, unblocking it again will be an extremely dangerous thing.

But the good news is that the state of Rafael on the opposite side looks worse than him.

Although he managed to combine the two ways of breaking the seven to form an angel phantom, the slightly different spiritual will made that angel phantom walk on thin ice under the erosion of his evil ghost phantom.

Zhang Cheng's way of defeat could have devoured the brilliance, coupled with the fusion of Po Ba's spiritual power, that full of destructive spiritual will, Raphael could still stay awake and fight, and even won a round I did my best.

At this moment, Raphael's face was pale, and his face was covered with sweat. He looked like a porcelain doll, and he seemed to fall down at the first touch. Moreover, his eyes were a little confused, and Zhang Cheng's ghostly whispers made him eat up. suffered.

After all, it was still a little bit short. After all, double breaking seven and breaking eight plus breaking seven were not in the same order.

The two have been playing for more than an hour, except for the 45 minutes in the first round. Although the time for the next few rounds is short, the danger in it is far from what the first round can compare.

Naturally, the physical exertion was also several times that of the first game.

The one-and-a-half-minute break between games is not so much for them to rest, but for them to calm down.

The two of them returned to the court. For the first time, neither the angel nor the evil spirit appeared.

Zhang Cheng's eyes froze. So, does this Raphael want to compete with him in skill?
Immediately, Zhang Cheng fell into deep thought looking at his skill of reaching seven o'clock.

"Xiao Wang, why don't you issue a mission in such a fierce battle? Don't you think I will lose?"

"Ding, release the mission, angel with broken wings."

"Angel with Broken Wings: Complete two games with the Way of Defeat."

"Reward: The second stage of the path to defeat."

Zhang Cheng was stunned for a moment. On the one hand, the dog system really released the task, and on the other hand, the task did not require him to win.

Complete two games?

Isn't this just fine?
The second stage of the Path of Defeat sounds very tempting.

In the sixth game, Zhang Cheng served the ball, and neither of them burst out with the way of brilliance and the aura of another dimension in the first place.

On the one hand, it is a physical problem, and on the other hand, it is still a physical problem!
"boom."

The mustard tennis ball flew over and hit Raphael's racket with a strange spin.

Raphael's right hand trembled slightly, and then he let go of the racket suddenly.

Snapped.

"15-0."

Raphael moved the numb feeling in his right hand. The strange rotation of the ball just now was mixed with infinite and delicate force impacts, and his fleshy palm was eaten away like a thousand ants in just a moment.

Midtones of blue!
A smile appeared on Zhang Cheng's face.

In a pure competition of skills, he will not lose. Although he has not yet grasped the artistic conception, Zhang Cheng does not think that Raphael's skills can reach seven.

"Clap clap clap."

Zhang Cheng patted the tennis ball lightly twice, and then remained in the same posture.

But this time, Raphael suddenly burst into glory.

The weird rotation was slightly suppressed, and the numbness in the palm was shielded by the light.

The golden light flashed past, and only that light remained in Zhang Cheng's world.

"15-15."

It's also interesting, Zhang Cheng suddenly understood the reason why Xiao Wang posted this task.

However, looking at the candlelight on the opposite side, which looked like a dying candle, the corner of Zhang Cheng's mouth twitched evilly.

bass.

The path to defeat is opened again, and Zhang Cheng wants to finish the angel with broken wings within two rounds.

Compared with Raphael, Zhang Cheng's dark light is undoubtedly stronger, which is a hidden danger left over from the last few rounds.

Hidden danger to Raphael.

The pitch-black serve reappeared, and Raphael tried hard to keep up with Zhang Cheng's rhythm, but...

boom.

"30-15."

boom.

"40-15."

boom.

The light on Raphael's body is going out...

"Look, Raphael's eyes..."

Panicked voices came from the sidelines, so everyone's eyes were on Raphael.

No, it was his eyes.

At this moment, Raphael was the same as David before, the light in his eyes disappeared.

Raphael waved the golden racket in confusion, his world was bright except for the invisible tennis ball.

There were bursts of beating sounds.

one, two...

Six, eight...

ten...

However, Raphael couldn't see the mustard tennis ball, and even Zhang Cheng's figure gradually disappeared from his world.

boom.

"Game Zhang Cheng, 4-2."

The crackling stopped.

Raphael woke up suddenly, and the light in his eyes appeared again. At the first glance, he saw Zhang Cheng's evil smile slightly raised at the corner of his mouth, and the silent sentence.

Game is over!

"No, it's not over yet."

Raphael's eyes were firm, and his fragile body seemed to shatter at the touch of a finger.

However, the dazzling light spewed out from his body again, at this moment, he seemed to be alive again.

Seventh inning.

It was his turn to serve.

The flashing breath of another dimension emerged again, and then, the glowing mustard yellow tennis ball flew towards Zhang Cheng.

The strong light burst, as if to dispel the darkness on Zhang Cheng's racket.

However, Zhang Cheng realized the moment he caught the ball that the power of the ball was weak!

Moreover, the spiritual will is also weak!

The corner of his mouth rose slightly, and then, Zhang Cheng completed the counterattack to the ball with only his wrist strength.

As for the nearly bright spiritual will gushing out, Zhang Cheng opened his eyes wide.

Spiritual Assassination!

boom.

Raphael swung the racket instinctively after a short period of stupefaction.

It was still the exploding luminous ball pouring out, but just like the previous ending, Zhang Cheng still completed the counterattack.

Rafael's light hitting is not the same as Zhang Cheng's light hitting.

Zhang Cheng's light hitting combines strength, mental will and sweet spot skills, and the light hitting is very powerful and full of destructive power.

And Raphael's light hitting the ball, or the luminous ball is purely infused with his almost bright spiritual will, relying on pure spiritual oppression.

But if you really hit the ball, you will find that the power is not that great.

And the point is, Zhang Cheng doesn't believe in light!

boom.

The racket was shot down again.

Half an hour passed.

And that was just the first ball of the seventh inning.

"0-15."

Both sides were panting heavily. This was the most tiring match Zhang Cheng had ever played.

No wonder, it takes several days to play a game in those Masters.

This extreme pulling and intensity is completely a test of physical strength and will.

The light in Raphael's eyes recovered again, even if it was mixed with a trace of another-dimensional breath, Zhang Cheng's jet-black radiance unexpectedly swallowed up the light in his eyes unconsciously.

Terrible way of tennis!

Seeing that the situation had turned towards Zhang Cheng, Raphael felt that the fight could not continue like this.

The little physical strength left made him decide to give it a go.

The golden light exploded, and a powerful breath of another dimension gushed out. Behind the strong light, a seraph with a sacred breath reappeared.

Zhang Cheng's way of defeat was instantly suppressed, but his face did not show disappointment, but a little more excitement.

This is already the second round of the mission.

The second phase of Path to Defeat is almost complete.

Also, an Angel with Broken Wings wouldn't be complete without an Angel.

Those six white wings should be delicious!

Zhang Cheng licked his dry lips, his eyes were full of heat.

(End of this chapter)