Net King System of Tennis

Chapter 152
Macaron's eyes changed, he was very familiar with the breath of another dimension that swept the audience.

Isn't this Zhang Cheng a sequela of the ban?

Why can you still use the way of different dimensions?

He didn't believe it.

Macaron shook his head, even if Zhang Cheng really regained the way of another dimension, he is not afraid of Macaron as a Phantom Level of another dimension breaking eight.

"boom."

The light shot in the second stage was played again, and Zhang Cheng also emitted a strong light from his hand.

Compared with Macaron's cold second-stage light hitting, Zhang Cheng's second-stage destruction is much more domineering.

The strong light exploded, and the thunder and lightning roared.

The ball of light wrapped in Thunder flew backwards in an instant, hitting the court with a detonation sound.

The asphalt mixture cracked instantly, splashing grains of flying sand and rocks.

A strong pressure hit Macaron, and this strong feeling of destruction made his face change drastically.

Unfortunately, this Zhang Cheng's way of different dimensions is stronger than his.

boom.

The racket and the tennis ball collided, and Macaron's wrist trembled.

Such a great power, this ball is not only the unstoppable destructive aura, but also this kind of concentrated power is hard to ignore.

However, before he could think about it, the familiar sword intent struck again.

Time, time, time...

There was a continuous sound of cutting, and there were bloodstains again. Moreover, Macaron found that his racket couldn't stand it anymore.

slap.

Then there was a bang.

The scorched and burnt tennis ball hit the rear protective net with a devastating blow.

Fortunately, only one layer was broken this time.

"15-15."

The referee pronounced the verdict again, which brought Macaron back to his senses.

His racket has been punctured, and the sweet spot net wires on the racket are all burned.

If it weren't for his way of different dimensions being strong enough, he would have been turned into a big fool with this shot!

Macaron silently changed another racket. It seemed that he really underestimated Zhang Cheng. If he was not serious, he felt that he would overturn.

Tanaka Ken and Ding Fang on the sidelines looked pale. Zhang Cheng's different-dimensional skill really surprised them.

Especially Ken Tanaka, he has seen this ball before, and as a victim of it, he naturally knows how terrible this skill is.

bass.

Just when Ken Tanaka's thoughts fell into chaos, the field changed again.

Macaron, who was already planning to get serious, directly exploded his phantom of another dimension, and a big snake coiled out from behind him, and the huge snake head looked particularly ferocious.

hiss...

Accompanied by the snake's neighing, traces of spiritual will unexpectedly spread towards Zhang Cheng. At that moment, Zhang Cheng even smelled a trace of stench.

The field was completely screaming, and the timid ones were already scared to pee.

"This is your phantom from another dimension?"

Zhang Cheng tilted his head and looked at the big snake with some disdain in his eyes.

animal?

Doesn't this guy know that humanoids are the most powerful species?
"Zhang Cheng, where's your phantom from another dimension? Use it."

Macaron took out a tennis racket and hit it twice, and then sent it out with a light hit.

"Otherwise, there is no chance."

boom.

Another bang.

This time, as the tennis ball flew, the big snake behind Macaron also straightened up and bit Zhang Cheng.

A powerful spiritual will directly locked on Zhang Cheng, making him unable to move.

This is the direct effect of the phantom of another dimension, mental suppression.

However, Zhang Cheng didn't have the habit of sitting still, a purplish-black breath erupted from him.

Then, a purple-black phantom of ghosts and gods stood behind Zhang Cheng, the big snake froze, and was fixed by the eyes of Zhang Cheng's phantom of ghosts and gods of Asura Shinto.

Zhang Cheng moved horizontally to the left, a powerful alternate dimension erupted from his hand, and the aura of Asura Shinto dispersed Macaron's aura of another dimension, and then, the purple-black tennis ball flew back again.

Macaron was stunned. In front of his eyes, a purple-black tennis ball half the size of a court rolled towards him at an extremely fast speed. In an instant, his strong belief in revenge suppressed his desire to fight back. .

And behind him, the phantom of the big snake looked at the phantom of ghosts and gods behind Zhang Cheng in horror.

However, panic is nothing more than panic, the phantom of ghosts and gods behind Zhang Cheng will not show mercy, and directly reached out to grab the head of the phantom of the big snake, raised his fist to the big snake's head and gave a bang bang bang bang bang bang bang.

It's so loud!
Then, there was a bang.

The protective net was directly crushed, and even the three layers of iron nets couldn't stop Zhang Cheng's huge counterattack like a ghost.

"15-30."

The referee's verdict brought the audience back to their senses, and then they all held up Zhang Cheng's human-shaped sign and shouted.

"Zhang Cheng, come on..."

"Zhang Cheng, come on..."

Too strong, really too strong.

Macaron swallowed, and then felt his big snake phantom being beaten into a pig's head by the ghost phantom, and it was neighing in grievance.

Oops.

Can't beat it.

Until now, Macaron has not recognized the reality.

Ma De, that Mr. Tanaka misunderstood me, the news on the Internet is really unreliable, it's all made up.

"Serve the ball!"

Zhang Cheng urged, feeling that the physical sensation at the moment is a bit awesome.

It's so cool, the feeling of bursting out with full power is really so cool.

But it's a pity that the spiritual power in him seems to be only enough for him to fight a round.

Macaron reluctantly took out a tennis ball again.

He has no way out now, is it possible to let him abstain now?
Impossible, absolutely impossible.

Even if Macaron is dead, it is impossible to abstain now.

"boom."

Without thinking too much, Macaron continued to serve.

This time, the phantom of ghosts and gods behind Zhang Cheng disappeared, and instead a figure of a swordsman in white appeared behind him.

The way of the world is the phantom of heaven.

Tianyi Phantom was wearing white clothes, but when he looked closely, he found that it was not pure white, but rather dark blue, which was the same color as Tianyi Guanghui.

There were two long swords pinned to his waist, and a pitch-black epee on his back. He didn't look as murderous as a phantom of ghosts and gods.

Orochi Phantom felt that he was doing well again, and the new phantom obviously looked easy to bully, not aggressive at all.

So, with the help of Macaron's different-dimensional ball skill, Orochi Phantom rushed out again, and opened his mouth wide at Tianyi Phantom.

Zhang Cheng continued to move horizontally, and the spiritual will mixed with the phantom of Tianyi was smashed out of the silver-gray racket.

Ugh.

A faint sigh came from Tianyi Phantom's mouth, and then, Tianyi Phantom slowly raised his head, and lightly pulled out the two long swords from his waist.

In an instant, the cold sword light flashed past.

The big snake split open.

At the same time, Macaron uttered a scream and collapsed to the ground. Then, the mustard tennis ball disappeared, and a cold slash fell on the three-layer iron net. In an instant, the three-layer iron net was neatly cut open.

At the same time, the mustard tennis ball reappeared, but it was divided into two identical halves and fell outside the court.

The referee swallowed his saliva and did not make a judgment immediately. Seeing Zhang Cheng staring at him, he could only speak inarticulately:

"I, I'll take a look at the video..."

Zhang Cheng nodded indistinctly, and then the referee ran away to watch the video tape.

After repeated playback and slow playback, the referee finally made a verdict after confirming that the tennis ball was divided into two halves and fell within the bounds at the same time.

"The batting was effective and Zhang Cheng scored, 15-40."

However, the key now is that Macaron seems to be in a bad state.

I saw that the pony who uttered harsh words before the game had a disastrous face, and his eyes were full of fear.

Especially the phantom of the big snake behind him was directly divided into two by Zhang Cheng's phantom of heavenly clothes, and split from the middle.

"How about you surrender?"

Zhang Cheng gave a suggestion that he thought was reasonable.

After all, the spiritual power in him should be enough for him to play another goal. One thing to say, he really didn't want to waste that chance of unblocking the spiritual power here.

"You fart, even if my macaron dies, I can't surrender."

Macaron stood up from the ground, and then, the phantom of the big snake behind him also began to come back to life as one.

The first thing he did when he came back to life was to watch Zhang Cheng behind Zhang Cheng's back for a long time.

However, the phantom of Tianyi who cut out that sword disappeared just like the phantom of ghosts and gods.

Immediately, the big snake roared again at Zhang Cheng.

It felt like it was working again.

Zhang Cheng naturally ignored him and turned to Macaron.

The meaning in the eyes is obvious, since you don't want to abstain, then serve it!
Macaron took a deep breath, his mind was still a little buzzing, the feeling of the phantom of another dimension being shattered was uncomfortable, it was equivalent to splitting his spiritual will.

After simply slapping the tennis ball twice, Macaron regained a little bit of touch. Then, his eyes narrowed, he planned to play something weird with this ball.

With a tough front, he doesn't seem to be Zhang Cheng's opponent at all.

Then, this ball, as long as Zhang Cheng can't catch it.

The breath of another dimension erupted again, and the phantom of the big snake behind him was distorted.

Zhang Cheng was dumbfounded by this weird scene. If you were a queen Medusa who was so distorted, you could still look good.

Do you dare to dance spicy dance even with a big snake pill?
I Nima...

boom.

Macaron sent the ball, but this ball did not hit the ball lightly. Instead, it collected the breath of another dimension in the whole tennis ball, but it felt light and silent when it landed.

A gleam of golden light flashed in Zhang Cheng's eyes, and with the blessing of powerful spiritual power, there was nothing to hide from the many changes of this ball.

Playing asshole?
But it's not enough.

Seeing the mustard tennis ball bounce, Zhang Cheng stretched out his racket and swung it up. Then, Zhang Cheng found that the ball turned to the left in an instant.

"It's done." A hint of joy flashed in Macaron's eyes.

Zhang Cheng, you are still too young and suffered from inexperience.

However, at the moment when he was secretly happy, the racket that Zhang Cheng swung had shifted to his left hand at some point.

Afterwards, a pitch-black aura of another dimension emerged, and his left hand also swung towards the incoming tennis ball.

(End of this chapter)