Net King System of Tennis

Chapter 155 The First Meeting

January 4, early morning.

Phoenix, sycamore tree.

The morning is still full of practice and the alternation of rankings.

On the last day, everyone wants to compete for the ranking, which will have a say in the order of the night's places.

On the home court, it was still a singles match, but it was not Tensor and Tian Huanglu, but Zhao Siwen, who ranked third, and Zhou Sanxing, who ranked fourth.

Both of them have the strength of breaking seven, the difference is that one is walking the way of another dimension, and the other is the way of brilliance.

In the same realm, generally speaking, the way of extremes is the strongest, followed by the way of different dimensions, and then the glory.

But the only powerful thing about the way of brilliance is the fast speed of cultivation. As long as you understand the path you want to take, stick to it and perfect it, brilliance will become self-contained.

Therefore, generally all tennis players will minor in Dao of Radiance, but this minor is faster than the major.

……

On the court, the two sides played back and forth, and the brilliance of Zhou Sanxing, who was fourth, had also entered a deep level, but he was still at a disadvantage under the attack of Zhao Siwen's different-dimensional skills.

The match at the end of the first set only lasted half an hour, and Zhao Siwen won in the end, and the ranking remained unchanged.

At this time, the long-closed main stadium finally opened, and a slender figure appeared on the stage.

Zhang Cheng is here!

All eyes were focused on the man's face, but only for a moment, the eyes were once again attracted by the championship trophy held in the arms of the head coach Deng Ping behind him.

The flat and round championship trophy is silver-white, but the material is not silver, but a special alloy material.

In this regard, many even took a bite when they first took it, and almost broke his teeth.

"What are you looking at, I haven't seen the world."

Deng Ping led Zhang Cheng into the stadium, and then the gate behind him was closed again.

Zhang Cheng went straight to Tensor and the others. According to the ranking, in fact, Zhang Cheng was ranked No.10 by Deng Ping.

Zhang Cheng didn't care too much about this result, after all, to him, beating anyone was the same.

Moreover, their Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School's national competition quota has been obtained since he won the Australian Open Youth Invitational Tournament.

At best, this match was a fight for the honor of the Phoenix Province.

"came back?"

Tensor said softly, just like how ordinary people greet each other.

Zhang Cheng also nodded, and then looked around. These people are the future of the Phoenix Province in recent years.

"Zhang Cheng, let's play a game."

Tian Huanglu was impatient for a long time, and challenged Zhang Cheng the moment he saw Zhang Cheng.

Regarding this, Zhang Cheng did not refuse. After all, on the way here, the head coach Deng Ping had already talked with him about some things, among which was the school examination for these contestants.

The two came to the main court, Zhang Cheng gave up the right to serve, and it was still a tiebreaker.

Of course, Tian Huanglu had nothing to say, and now there was only excitement in his eyes.

He slapped the mustard tennis ball twice on the ground, and after that, Youyou's technique emerged from his racket.

A heavy feeling emerged spontaneously, and Zhang Cheng even felt that this kind of power was more similar to his epee sword intent.

And obviously, this Tian Huanglu is also the one who stepped into the artistic conception.

boom.

The ultimate sense of penetration.

Zhang Cheng suddenly discovered that Tian Huanglu's ball had a taste of water dripping through stone.

Attack, penetrate.

Zhang Cheng instantly understood.

The sword intent of the sharp sword erupted. Unlike the sword intent of the epee, Zhang Cheng's sword intent was also extremely penetrating and slashing.

Sparks splashed from the silver-gray racket, and the mustard-colored tennis ball flew back backwards.

"It's good to come."

Tian Huanglu does not retreat but advances, but the artistic conception on the racket has changed again, the sense of thickness gradually increases, and the surface of the racket is rippling.

The sharp sword intent penetrated into the racket, and suddenly disappeared without a trace. Then, a blast of air blasted from Tian Huanglu's racket.

This ball is very powerful, and the impact is strong enough.

Zhang Cheng understood, so he instantly switched to the sword intent of the epee, counterattacking against this type of power with violence to control violence.

The epee had no front, instantly split through the thickness of the sea, and then gently swung forward.

Tian Huanglu's face changed, and the moment he caught the ball, he felt an irresistible pressure from the racket to his wrist.

Good weight.

Moreover, full of killing intent.

Sword intent, killer weapon.

Zhang Cheng's extreme skills belong to the extremely aggressive way.

slap.

The dark blue racket fell to the ground, and Tian Huanglu failed to catch the ball.

Zhang Cheng led 1-0.

"So strong."

The people around watched the game calmly, their eyes full of dignity.

Tian Huanglu's face did not change at all, but his eyes became more fiery.

Sure enough, as expected of the man standing at the top of junior high school students, Zhang Cheng was strong enough.

Tian Huanglu picked up the racket again, and then walked to the receiving line.

After a tie-break, it was Zhang Cheng's turn to serve.

"I'm here."

There was a hint of a smile on Zhang Cheng's face, and then the silver-gray racket was swung down instantly.

Still extremely skilled, the racket swung down was like a sharp sword falling down.

A fierce feeling swept through the audience, making everyone present feel a slight tear in the skin.

Zhang Cheng's sword intent strengthened.

As an opponent, Tian Huanglu felt the most about this. He even felt as if he was being held around his neck by a long sword.

The pitch-black technique surged, and Tian Huanglu's racket seemed to be covered with a layer of black light.

boom.

The air waves splash and the sea is boundless.

Tian Huanglu chose to use artistic conception to be tough.

slap.

A network cable was cut directly.

But the tennis ball was also hit back by him, and it was still a dead end.

However, Zhang Cheng seemed to be a prophet, appearing there at an incredible speed, and then the racket was thrown from bottom to top in an instant.

boom.

"2-0."

On the contrary, Zhang Cheng hit the dead end with this goal.

Sensing the silence around him, Zhang Cheng didn't show mercy in the next few shots. Instead, he directly penetrated the racket in Tian Huanglu's hand in the last shot.

In the end, Zhang Cheng won the tie-break 7-0, which opened the eyes of those around him.

"Clap clap clap."

Applause rang out. At this moment, Zhang Cheng was truly recognized.

Head coach Deng Ping came back again, and the championship trophy in his arms had been put down, and it happened to be placed in the most conspicuous place on the main court by coincidence.

"Okay, come here."

Hearing Deng Ping's order, apart from Zhang Cheng and his [-] people, the other Situ who came here for training also came over.

"I'll say a few words."

Head coach Deng Ping nodded in satisfaction, and then said, "People from the other three provinces have already arrived. Tomorrow will be a chaotic draw. I will make your order of appearance tonight."

"As for the goal, it's very simple, I just want No.1."

No.1, five places, Deng Ping, as the head coach of Phoenix Province, naturally would not give up.

As for the others present, besides Yangcheng No. 100 Middle School which already has a guaranteed quota, there are more than [-] colleges and universities gathered here.

Even if the strength is not good, if there is a chance to show his face in the national competition, any individual will express his willingness.

So No.1, they are bound to win.

"The contestants from the other three major provinces are next door. Let's forget about today's training. If any of you want to go to the next door to practice, that's okay."

"Of course, it can be regarded as a warm-up before the game. You don't need to use all your abilities, otherwise you will not be able to bear it tomorrow."

"Also, attitude is very important. I hope you guys can play tomorrow's competition as a national competition and show the style that belongs to our Phoenix Province. Now we are disbanding."

Coach Deng Ping said so much in two sentences, and the players present did not resume their activity until he left.

"Zhang Cheng, are you interested in hanging out next door?"

Tian Huanglu, who had just finished a tie-break with Zhang Cheng, was obviously itchy.

"You are an existence at the level of a big devil now. I'm sure that there were definitely many people next door who challenged you in the past."

After hearing this, Zhang Cheng shrugged his shoulders quickly, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "I dare not, won't I be beaten to death if I go there like this?"

"With brothers following behind, what are you afraid of?"

Even Tensor came over to coax him, and Zhang Cheng couldn't refuse any more.

Originally, the door to come in had been closed, but with the dismissal of the head coach Deng Ping, the side door to the next door was opened again.

But at this moment, the No. 30 court next door is training contestants from Qinglong Province. There are only [-] people here, and besides the twenty formal contestants, only the ten substitutes are left.

Lang Xing was also among them. At this moment, the head of Mingzhu Middle School had been surrounded for half an hour, and everyone was asking him about Zhang Cheng.

Although they have watched the video of participating in the competition, after all, they still don't know much about Long Xing who watched it on the spot.

"Really, don't ask, it's just very strong. There shouldn't be anyone present who is Zhang Cheng's opponent."

I don't know how many times Lang Xing has said this sentence. However, the people here are all [-] or [-] year old youths with high hearts, and of course they want to meet them head-on.

"Lang can do it, but it doesn't mean I can't Zhao Hu, right Zhang Cheng, I want to meet him."

A tall and burly figure walked to the periphery of the crowd, his eyes slightly arrogant.

He is Zhao Hu, the first representative of Azure Dragon City.

In fact, the reason why he stood up was because he didn't deal with Long Xing.

After all, as Qinglong Province, Qinglong City is not the provincial capital, but Mingzhu City is the provincial capital, so naturally there are some grievances.

Therefore, seeing Longxing praising Zhang Cheng all the time, Zhao Hu suddenly became a little angry.

Although on the surface he is not an opponent of Po Ba, Zhao Hu will never admit defeat with his verbal skills.

"Hehe, Zhao Hu, if you have the ability, go to the next door now and see if Zhang Cheng doesn't beat your shit out."

"You have the ability to let him come over, I will kill him."

As soon as Zhao Hu finished speaking, the side door next door opened.

Then he saw a handsome young man at the head looked at him with a smile on his face and said:
"Want to try?"

(End of this chapter)