Net King System of Tennis

Chapter 129 Uncle Dong Save Me
Zhang Cheng finally played, with his grandma's promise to use only a little strength.

On the side, grandpa and sister put on the earplugs deftly, but Raphael snapped his fingers with interest on his face.

He wants to see, Zhang Cheng will be kicked out several times!

"Grandma, you can actually be gentle, I'm still young..."

Zhang Cheng patted the tennis ball twice, looking at grandma with a smile on his face.

"No problem, I'll just use a little strength."

Grandma made a promise.

But Raphael felt something was wrong off the court. Why didn't Zhang Cheng use his left hand?
At this moment, Zhang Cheng held the racket in his right hand. The wooden racket felt better than he had imagined. The pitch-black breath lingered on the racket, which made grandma a little satisfied.

Well, that's right, his good grandson is following the ultimate path!
boom.

high speed.

An invisible lead shot rushed towards the clay court mixed with the breath of skill.

This is Fast as the Wind + Destroyer.

Grandma's eyes lit up, but she simply took a step forward.

The wooden racket rose instantly, and the powerful force mixed with an unbelievable momentum shook the space.

"Boom."

Raphael's head was buzzing...

Only then did Zhang Cheng feel the powerlessness that Raphael felt standing here before.

too strong.

This pure near-invincible force suppresses.

The tennis ball bounced off the ground, and Zhang Cheng seemed to be facing a moving train at full speed.

Then, Zhang Cheng mustered up the courage to swing the racket.

slap.

After a while of spinning and flying in the air, Zhang Cheng successfully experienced a roller coaster.

Smoke billows...

The grandfather and sister on the side took out the earplugs at the same time, blew on them and put them on again, and then said in unison:
"Smoke without injury..."

Raphael's eyes shone with light, and he secretly thought about it.

Zhang Cheng, is that feeling of powerlessness good?

"My dear grandson, are you alright?"

Grandma's voice was full of worry.

She had already collected some strength, but she didn't expect to be able to throw people out just like that.

Today's young people are too weak!
"Ahem, cough, grandma, I'm fine, don't worry..."

Zhang Cheng walked out of the thick smoke and returned to the court. He looked down at the racket in his right hand and was stunned for a moment.

Not broken?

And didn't even hurt his arm?

Could it be that this is the magical racket of the legendary grandma?
If this is brought to the court to play a game, isn't it equivalent to cheating?
Zhang Cheng licked his dry lips, feeling that this was a very tempting idea.

"My dear grandson, if you have nothing to do, go ahead, I'm fine."

Grandma is still so calm.

Zhang Cheng took a deep breath, and then a gleam flashed in his eyes.

The mustard tennis ball was tossed high, Zhang Cheng didn't even use the extreme technique this time, but simply sent the ball without any fancy.

Grandma's eyes are even more shining, this ball is very interesting.

Sure enough, when grandma was about to catch the ball, the mustard tennis ball didn't bounce, but rolled towards the net after a simple spin.

Zero serve.

On the sidelines, Raphael's eyes widened. This ball was an unsolvable serve for the serve game.

Of course, if his grandma is prepared, she can also lift the clay court and hit the ball back...

"It's a good ball. Even Dongdong next door couldn't score a point in my hands."

Grandma gave a rare compliment, but the next sentence immediately made Zhang Cheng's face change:
"But, it's over!"

Zhang Cheng smiled, but it was a wry smile. He suddenly thought of his grandma's strength. Maybe his grandma could really...

However, Zhang Cheng did not give up on this game. Compared to Raphael, he was able to score a point with a zero-style serve, which is already very remarkable.

Didn't he hear his grandma say that that uncle Dongdong didn't get a cent in front of his grandma?

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng felt a little better, and after that, he continued to use ordinary serve skills without any special effects.

This time, his grandma really didn't hold back her hand, the flash of force was so shocking that it made ghosts and gods cry.

Then, the clay was flying, and with it was the mustard tennis ball wrapped in extreme strength.

Zhang Cheng caught it with a swing, and the invincible power instantly suppressed him.

But what surprised him was that compared with the first ball, the power of this ball was obviously reduced.

Is it because you want to set off the red clay?

Zhang Cheng didn't have time to think, and he used the skill of lifting weights like light in an instant, and then the tennis ball bounced high.

Not good.

Zhang Cheng's expression changed drastically.

If his grandma dunked the ball, he would lose his life.

However, it was too late, the strong figure of grandma had already jumped up, not high, but the surging power had been transmitted to the high bouncing tennis ball through the racket.

"boom……"

Mars hits Earth...

Zhang Cheng was thrown out in an instant, and he almost vomited out his lunch.

His grandma didn't play tennis, he played missiles.

Zhang Cheng, who fell on the ground, lost his eyesight, and the thick smoke made him cough.

"It's still far away, dear grandson!"

There is smoke without injury, the prince's tactics.

However, Raphael on the side felt that he should be deaf...

Zhang Cheng stood up and walked back to the court. Seeing the big hole with a radius of two meters hit by the ball just now, Zhang Cheng would like to call his grandma the strongest bulldozer.

Walking in front of the China Open again, Zhang Cheng's eyes were a bit complicated.

"Grandma, if you don't forget about it, you won't be able to fight this round." Zhang Cheng tentatively.

"Don't get in the way, don't get in the way, it will be fine later."

Grandma waved her hand with a casual expression on her face.

Zhang Cheng froze for a moment, then looked at the bullied clay court.

I saw that in the big hole in the red clay field, the red soil on both sides was creeping towards the hole, and the hole was slowly being repaired.

This made Zhang Cheng suddenly think of non-Newtonian fluids, but compared with non-Newtonian fluids, this clay field is much more powerful. After all, when it is static, this place is just like an ordinary field!
"What are they talking about?" Raphael looked at the two comfortably wearing earplugs with confused eyes.

He could see the shape of Zhang Cheng's mouth, but he was surprised to find that he couldn't hear the sound.

My special hair department?

Rafael said that he was deaf after watching one game?
"Deaf?" Grandpa frowned, and then slapped Raphael's left ear.

"now what?"

"I heard it, I heard it, thank you grandpa..."

Raphael admired the pair of grandparents more and more. Sure enough, it was right to go back to China, otherwise, he would be able to see this mysterious power belonging to the East!

"Okay, let's start!"

The courts on both sides were all restored, and grandma returned to the hair-receiving position and looked at Zhang Cheng kindly.

Zhang Cheng pouted, and then returned to the serving line.

Nothing seemed to stop his grandma from playing tennis.

If so, then she was kicked out a few times!

"boom."

Breaker serves.

But still the same ending.

After one ball, there is one last ball left.

Compared with Raphael, Zhang Cheng can be regarded as a bit more honorable.

"Power isn't used that way."

Just when Zhang Cheng was about to serve the last ball, a hearty voice suddenly came from the side.

Turning his head, Zhang Cheng hadn't spoken yet, but Xiao Daimeng next to him had already screamed.

"It's that perverted uncle..."

Uncle: "..."

Winter training is not breaking the law, right?

Isn't this still wearing pants!

No way, those who go to the swimming pool are all blamers!

"Oh, it's Dongdong, how come, you are the only one who can teach my grandson how to use power?"

Grandma curled her lips, and a hint of ridicule flashed in her eyes.

"Hahaha, don't dare, grandma, are you kidding me?"

The uncle hastily put down a litter of big white rabbits in his hands, then got up and walked into the thatched cottage and changed into decent clothes.

But the litter of big white rabbits he put down outside gathered around Xiao Dameng, as if he knew that this was the safest place.

Big white rabbit, white and white...

"Come on, you go on, I'll take a look at it."

The uncle also took a racket and stood beside Raphael, his eyes focused on Zhang Cheng.

Zhang Cheng curled his lips, thinking secretly.

Come, the stage is for you, you come to perform.

However, his grandma seemed to be impatient, and immediately, Zhang Cheng decided to send his last ball.

Power, still power.

Zhang Cheng's strength has just broken five, but it is not enough to see the strength of this legendary grandma breaking ten.

The force is wrong.

Zhang Cheng thought of what the uncle said.

So, he began to look for the power-generating technique in his saboteur.

Sweet spot skills + power = wrong!

What is wrong?
Power or sweet spot skills!
The sweet spot technique pays attention to concentration.

Therefore, Zhang Cheng's breaker serve has extremely strong penetrating power, and he is also known as the racket breaker on the court.

But Zhang Cheng suddenly thought of the extreme power played by his grandma.

The kind of force that can cause space vibrations.

Perhaps, that incomparable power is not a concentrated power, but a borrowed power.

After all, the concentrated power is only one's own power, just like Zhang Cheng's power breaks five, maybe the concentrated power can reach broken six, and even with spiritual will can reach broken seven.

But this is not enough.

Zhang Cheng's eyes lit up, and then he changed his serving posture again. This action made the eyes of his grandma and the uncle beside him brighten.

Amazing savvy...

"boom."

This ball is still served by the destroyer.

But the rumbling sound of piercing the air shows how powerful this ball is.

Only then did grandma become interested, and shouted: "My dear grandson, you played well, so grandma will put in a little more effort."

Zhang Cheng's face changed drastically, grandma didn't need it.

However it was too late.

The strength of Zhang Cheng's breaker may have been close to seven points, but after the shot, he also lost all his strength, and his whole body was a little soft.

Then, a tennis ball that looked like a meteorite flew over from the opposite side, first hitting his feet, and the rumbling sound made Raphael deaf again.

Then it bounced and magnified in Zhang Cheng's eyes.

A trace of panic flashed in Zhang Cheng's eyes, he was powerless and couldn't control so much, so he quickly shouted:
"Uncle Dong, save me..."

A stalwart figure broke in, and then swung the racket in front of Zhang Cheng.

boom……

(End of this chapter)