Net King System of Tennis

Chapter 137

2 minute later.

The second set started, and Ruben's mental state on the opposite side was not quite right. He tried hard to shine, but his face turned red.

"If you can't pull it out, don't pull it out. It's better to open Selu."

Zhang Cheng didn't care if the other person understood or not, it was just a sarcasm.

Still want to use the brilliance?

It is not so easy for the brilliance swallowed by his way of defeat to burst out again.

Sure enough, with the referee's verdict, the glorious game began even if Ruben couldn't hold back.

Zhang Cheng quietly looked at the other side who was about to hit a powerful serve, and then all the sword intent was poured into the racket.

It's time to end, this ball, he wants to throw this irritable old man out.

"boom."

The super-powerful serve bounced in front of Zhang Cheng, and the racket wrapped in jet-black aura swung it over without hesitation.

The explosion sounded, and the powerful force in this ball could be known just by hearing the sound.

Epee Sword Intent...

The endless sword intent suppressed Ruben in an instant, and his strength, which had already lost his brilliance, was only below the sixth level. Under the suppression of the sword intent, he couldn't move at all.

Then, the tyrannical tennis ball slammed into his racket, and then, tremendous power burst out from the ball.

boom.

In just a split second, he flipped the ball on his back, and Ruben's huge figure hit the three-layer iron net and instantly deformed the iron net.

From this point of view, it will take a long time to pick him even if he picks it!

The referee was stunned for a moment, and then the medical staff on the sidelines came over to perform a simple physical examination on Ruben.

Subsequently, the medical staff nodded to the referee, meaning self-evident.

The referee nodded, and then ruthlessly declared: "Ruben can't fight, and Zhang Cheng will win this game."

Zhang Cheng smiled and nodded to the referee. Since the opponent fainted, Zhang Cheng made a trash talk with his eyes, then turned around and left the court and returned to the sidelines where the players were watching.

He was the fastest to finish the game. On the field, the other eight groups of games were still going on, and Zhang Cheng's eyes were also cast on Long Xing.

As the head of the Tennis Department of Mingzhu Middle School, this Lang Xing is also capable of breaking seven, and his skills are extremely high.

Zhang Cheng could see waves of floating wind from Lang Xing's hitting and returning.

Moreover, his speed is not slow, and it seems that the power of wind is integrated into the black aura.

This is double wind!
referred to as fast man...

So even facing the Australians who drove brilliantly on the opposite side, Long Xing still had the upper hand.

Xu Xixi who was on the side suddenly came over and handed Zhang Cheng a microphone.

"Brother Cheng, say a few words."

Zhang Cheng casually glanced at the barrage in the live broadcast room, and there was no one who wasn't praising him, Mr. Zhang.

"Ahem, cough, the opponent is fighting well, but he is not very experienced."

Boxing champion Li Qing: "Look, is this a human language?"

After killing the ant with one punch, he slowly opened a treasure chest, and then typed: "My brother Cheng is a god, the closed anus upstairs..."

Boxer Fuzai: "It's wet..."

Zhang Cheng: "..."

After not interacting with the barrage for too long, Xu Xixi immediately closed the live broadcast room after asking Zhang Cheng to say a few words.

Her live broadcast room does not broadcast anything except Zhang Cheng's game.

"Let's go."

After watching Long Xing play a few more rounds, seeing him win the first set 6-3, Zhang Cheng also stood up.

He doesn't care about other people's games. What Zhang Cheng cares about now is when he can meet Tanaka Ken.

According to what many say, he and Ken Tanaka are either in the second round or in the third round. Of course, the premise is that Ken Tanaka can advance.

In the player tunnel, Zhang Cheng looked at the soft, delicate and gentle girl in front of him and smiled, then took out a red card from his pocket and stuffed it into her hand.

"Go back and treat it like I'm taking care of your business."

Ding Fang looked at the big red god in his hand, then his eyes were filled with anger, and he angrily reprimanded Zhang Cheng's back:
"Zhang Cheng, brother Jian will definitely break your hand."

Zhang Cheng waved his hand, and the voice came: "Tell Tian Zhongjian, let him meet me and don't abstain."

"I'll let him fly in the sky, but it's just a boom..."

……

Three days later, two acquaintances ushered in Zhang Cheng's small apartment.

Zhang Cheng didn't watch the next game, but stayed in the apartment to cultivate himself.

However, after seeing many miserable appearances, Zhang Cheng's face was still slightly gloomy.

"Your hand...is broken?"

Many right hands were wrapped with bandages and braces hanging around their necks, and his expression was extremely uncomfortable.

Lang Xing on the side said in a deep voice: "I was beaten by Ken Tanaka, and I ran into him a lot yesterday."

Zhang Cheng knew that many of the first rounds were with that Tanaka Ken, but he did not expect that many would be interrupted.

Theoretically speaking, as the deputy head of the tennis department of Yanjing Middle School, many of them are not weak.

Many looked at Zhang Cheng with a bitter smile, and then told Zhang Cheng a few words about Tanaka Ken's strength: "Tanaka Ken is very strong, his strength is already broken by seven points, and with the blessing of brilliance, he The strength at that time was more than seven points closer to seven point five."

While talking, Duo looked at Zhang Cheng with some hesitation and said, "Are you sure? After all, in the next round, you will either meet Lang Xing, or it will be him."

Many of them didn't say anything, in fact, he wanted to persuade Zhang Cheng to abstain, but he was a little unwilling in his heart.

Zhang Cheng smiled and patted Duo on the shoulder, and then asked, "Do you want to go back for treatment now or stay here to watch the game?"

"Then do you want me to stay?" Many eyes became hot from the end of the curtain.

"Stay here and watch me avenge you."

Zhang Cheng's face was extremely serious, which shocked many hearts.

It didn't take a year for Zhang Cheng to break his hand, and there were still many people who provoked him to play with him during that year.

For someone like him, he can do some rehabilitation in the capital for about a month, so he is not in a hurry.

"Zhang Cheng, I believe in you, but you must be careful. You should know his style of play better than me. If you meet him this time, you must pay attention to your hands." Many words were full of dignity.

Lang Xing on the side also nodded and said: "I watched Brother Xu's game. That Ken Tanaka has already started to blatantly hit people. Brother Xu's hand was hit by him."

"Besides, this is Australia, and the style of play is already irritable. The more aggressive you play, the more excited the spectators who bought tickets will be. Generally speaking, you will not be held accountable for injuring someone. On the contrary, if you hit your opponent The ball counts for you."

Zhang Cheng's face was a little weird after hearing such words.

His head wasn't made of dough either. As an underground emperor, he studied killer tennis and played tennis very simply.

"In three days, the second round will start. At that time, try to be safe and don't get hurt again."

Many said one last sentence, and then they left with Long Xing.

In this regard, Zhang Cheng looked forward to it instead.

……

At the same time, the video of Zhang Cheng participating in the Australian Open Youth Invitational Tournament finally spread to Huaguo, and even back to Yangcheng.

Phoenix province, sycamore tree.

After a week of team trials, everyone's aura has become a little different.

In the observation room on the second floor, Deng Ping kept looking at the form, but his eyes were a little distracted.

Thinking that a week ago he was furious because Zhang Cheng didn't come to participate in the trials because he asked for leave again, followed by a phone call from his brother.

Although he didn't talk much, Deng Ping also knew that Zhang Cheng had gone to the Australian Open Youth Invitational, and his anger calmed down instantly.

Win glory for the country!
That's fine.

But Deng Ping was also a little worried about this. After all, Zhang Cheng was too young. Although his skills were high and he had stepped into the professional level, the competition like that was not just about skills!

"I don't know how the game is going? Is the first round over? Has Zhang Cheng been eliminated?"

What Deng Ping wants to do most now is to bring Zhang Cheng over to receive his special training.

He is sure that under his special training, Zhang Cheng will definitely become an existence beyond Cheng Dong.

"Coach, there is some news."

There was a gasp from outside, and then the little assistant opened the door and walked in.

Deng Ping frowned, with an angry look on his face. He hated others being so rude.

"Coach, there is news about Zhang Cheng."

The little assistant's words made Deng Ping lose his anger in an instant, and hurriedly said: "Quickly tell me, have you been eliminated?"

"Ah? No, I've advanced."

The little assistant handed the tablet to Deng Ping, and the video played on it was the screen recording of Xu Xixi's live broadcast room.

After watching for half an hour, Deng Ping raised his head, his eyes full of pride.

"It's really the talent I'm looking for. Look at the bears of the Australian group. This ball can't be dunked even if it's shot by someone. It's handsome!"

Deng Ping always felt that Zhang Cheng's ability to be so strong had something to do with his eye assists.

"Skill broken seven, is that radiance wrapped around the left arm?"

As for the way of defeat, Deng Ping didn't recognize it even though he was well-informed. Moreover, the brilliance can still be wrapped around his left hand?

Deng Ping always felt that Zhang Cheng should still be hiding some strength, which made his heart even hotter.

"Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School, it seems that they really have hope to reach the national finals this year, but who else?"

Deng Ping looked through the tensor and their information. Everyone performed well in the last training camp and this trial.

But that's not enough.

Deng Ping's eyes shone brightly, and then he said to the little assistant: "Double the training tasks of those people in Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School."

Assistant: "..."

This, these people are just underage teenagers!

"Hurry up, you can't even hold on to this level of training, so you still want to win the national championship?"

The game is cruel. As a experienced head coach, Deng Ping knows it better than anyone else.

The little assistant nodded. Although he was a little distressed, he still carried out the plan honestly.

Deng Ping watched the little assistant disappear, and then turned his attention to the tablet again.

He wants to see how much surprise Zhang Cheng can give him!

(End of this chapter)