Net King System of Tennis

Chapter 158 The First Round of Battle Begins

On April [-]rd, the first round of competition started.

The match was played on the main court, between Phoenix Province and White Tiger Province.

In the morning, the main stadium was filled with more than 1000 people. Except for the 120 contestants, everyone else was a training team who came to cheer for the Phoenix Province.

In the first duel, Tian Huang showed up against Li Penghui from the White Tiger Province.

Deng Ping and Dai Li were sitting in the coach chairs on the sidelines, while the other two head coaches were sitting in the auditorium with their own people.

"The Phoenix Province will surely win..."

Situ and the others were completely reduced to cheerleaders, fully demonstrating what home court advantage is.

The referee sat on the high chair and made the verdict: "The first singles match between Phoenix Province and White Tiger Province, the outcome will be determined in one set, guess right."

Tian Huanglu and his opponent walked to both sides of the China Open and glanced at each other, then Tian Huanglu signaled that the opponent would guess first.

With the rotation of the racket, Tian Huanglu got the upper hand.

The two returned to their respective positions, and then Tian Huanglu took out a tennis racket and slapped it.

The game has officially started!
"boom."

Tian Huanglu didn't have the idea of ​​keeping his hand, and it was a drop of water from the beginning.

His opponent's face turned blue after seeing this scene. In the first round, the people they sent from the White Tiger Province were the last ones, not very strong.

Even Zhang Cheng on the sidelines could tell that this person had just stepped into glory.

Just stepping into the glory, there is a slight improvement in the basic three-dimensional of oneself, and at the same time, it puts pressure on the opponent in the process of hitting the ball.

It's just that compared with the ultimate way, the way of glory still falls into the lower level,
Every time Tian Huanglu hits the ball, the brilliance of the people sent by the Baihuxing Province trembles, and even the not so bright brilliance gradually dims under the suppression of the artistic conception.

Different from Zhang Cheng's way of defeat, devouring brilliance, this is pure realm suppression.

Therefore, in the next half hour, the opponent was completely suppressed by Tian Huanglu. In the end, Tian Huanglu easily won the first set 6-3.

"Hahaha, well played."

A smile appeared on Deng Ping's face, and Tian Huanglu, who was watching the end, praised him.

Afterwards, the head coach turned his head to look at Dai Li who was on the side with a smug expression on his face.

"Old Dai, work harder, there is no one who can fight."

"Hmph, don't worry."

Dai Li didn't care at all. The purpose of the first singles match was actually to replace Zhang Cheng, but he never guessed it.

But in the second game, they won't lose!

Thinking of this, Dai Li turned his head to look at the handsome young man with calm expression and white hair behind him.

With his nephew, besides Zhang Cheng, who is his all-in-one enemy.

Head coach Deng Ping curled his lips, but he didn't poke Dai Li's stubbornness.

Want to trade an inferior horse for his hard-earned BMW?

Do you really think that Deng Ping was able to take the position of head coach because of his brother?

Hmph, wait a minute for a surprise for you.

There is a 15-minute break after each game, and then the contestants enter the field from the player channel, so apart from their own players, the opponent's layout of the entire game is limited to blind guessing.

Dai Li didn't know which player Deng Ping would send, anyway, as long as it wasn't Zhang Cheng.

Thinking of this, Dai Li took a special look at the contestants' bench next to him. There, Zhang Cheng was sitting as firm as Mount Tai, and he was resting with his eyes closed.

It shouldn't be him, Dai Li comforted himself.

On the other hand, Yuen Biao from Qinglong Province was alright, but Ye Fei from Xuanwu Province had a dignified expression.

The players from Phoenix Province seem to be a little stronger than he imagined. If everyone is like Tian Huanglu, this first place must be handed over.

In terms of top experts, there are actually more Phoenix provinces, but because there are also many schools, the experts are too scattered, which led to the top eight in last year's national competition.

But in this kind of battle for places, the advantage of having more masters becomes obvious.

Thinking of this, Ye Fei could only turn his gaze to Yuen Biao who was at the side. It seemed that he could only attack this person.

For example, win him fifteen games first, and then the top three will definitely be stable.

Yuen Biao shuddered suddenly, and a deep malice came from the side.

Turning his head, his eyes met Ye Fei's. Immediately, both of them turned their heads at the same time.

"The old coin is plotting against Lao Tzu again."

……

15 minutes passed slowly.

Tensor next to Zhang Cheng patted Zhang Cheng's shoulder lightly as a reminder.

After that, Zhang Cheng still didn't open his eyes, and walked towards the players' tunnel with a racket in hand.

Zhang Cheng's action really shocked Dai Li, Grandma's, can't it be true?
Dai Li's heart skipped a beat.

Then, amidst the manager's trepidation, Dyson had stepped onto the field.

Despite the constant prayers in his heart, Zhang Cheng's figure still walked in from the opposite player tunnel.

Suddenly, Dai Li slumped on the coach chair.

It's over, one less victory...

"Hahaha, it's still a long way off, Old Dai."

Coach Deng Ping's smug laughter rose instantly.

So, for the sake of saving face, Dai Li could only say bluntly: "Not necessarily? Dyson is much stronger than you imagined."

"Heh, you're quite humorous."

"Shut up Laozi."

Immediately, the two head coaches stopped talking.

……

"just."

Zhang Cheng quietly looked at Dyson in front of him. In terms of appearance, he was only a step behind him.

"Oh…"

Dyson spun the racket with a blank expression. The snow-white racket stopped after three turns. Then, Dyson showed a rare smile on his face.

"Sorry, I'll go first,"

After speaking, Dyson went straight back to the bottom line.

In this regard, Zhang Cheng shrugged and returned to the hairline position.

"The second game between Phoenix Province and White Tiger Province will be decided in one set, and Dyson will start first."

Dyson patted the tennis ball lightly twice, but there was no slight fluctuation in his body.

This made Zhang Cheng on the opposite side a little surprised. It is not an easy thing to overcome the normal situation!
"boom."

Without holding back at all, Dyson made the first move with a super high-speed serve.

However, Zhang Cheng only took one look and then closed his eyes. On the mental court, a mustard yellow tennis ball flew over from the darkness.

Stepping forward, holding the racket in the right hand, with an understatement lift, the tennis ball flies back backwards.

On the spiritual court, Dyson on the opposite side was full of flaws all over his body, but the moment he caught the ball, the flaws on his body disappeared.

The corners of Zhang Cheng's mouth raised slightly, this Dyson's tennis seemed to be quite interesting.

And at that moment, Zhang Cheng felt a wave of spiritual will.

This Dyson is not weak in different dimensions.

Both sides tentatively pulled a few balls, and then, Zhang Cheng found the only flaw in the opponent's body that hadn't disappeared.

Zhang Cheng didn't hold back at all, he hit the ball firmly on the opening and scored the first ball.

"0-15."

Dyson took a breath slowly, and quietly recalled the feeling of the ball just now.

It's a wonderful feeling, every shot of Zhang Cheng is like a prophet, and he can always hit places that make him uncomfortable or even unprepared.

Data tennis?

Or other abilities.

Dyson took a deep breath and felt that Zhang Cheng was as powerful as a monster.

Then, he has to be serious.

The triple aura came out of him, the black speed pole was wrapped around his feet, the scarlet power pole was wrapped around his right arm, and the jet black skill pole was intertwined on the racket.

Then, play more than one ball.

Zhang Cheng didn't open his eyes, such little tricks could not hide in his mental field.

There was only one mustard tennis ball, and only one flew from Dyson on the mind court.

It was still a simple pull. This time, Zhang Cheng felt something different from tennis.

artistic conception.

Moreover, it is an artistic conception that mixes two forces.

This Dyson's basic three-dimensional is very high, the strength and speed are not less than six points, and the skill is as high as seven points.

Coupled with the spiritual will that Zhang Cheng felt, no wonder the head coach Deng Ping said that even Tensor would not get any benefits from playing.

This is him Zhang Cheng, tensor will definitely be hanged and beaten.

"boom."

The mustard tennis balls were switching back and forth, so fast that they almost became an invisible yellow light.

However, Zhang Cheng and Dyson on the field can always receive it.

Dyson, who exploded in an instant, had a great deal of reaction, especially on Zhang Cheng's spiritual court, where the opponent's flaws had completely disappeared.

The scores of the two sides rose alternately, but in general, Zhang Cheng had the upper hand.

"Game Zhang Cheng, 2-1, switch venues."

Half an hour later, following the referee's verdict, the two stopped at the same time and walked towards the chairs.

Zhang Cheng still covered his head with a towel, and in his eyes, the confrontation just now flashed like a replay.

It's a bit interesting, this Dyson is so ambitious that he wants to take the perfect extreme way plus the way of different dimensions.

Theoretically, the progress of such a road should be very slow, but this Dyson can improve quickly while maintaining a balance.

Strength 6, Speed ​​6, Stamina 5, Skill 7, Spirit 7.

This person is even stronger than Zhang Cheng in some respects, maybe that Ken Tanaka is not necessarily his opponent.

However, it is a pity that Dyson has not fully exploded his artistic conception and different-dimensional skills so far, and Zhang Cheng does not know what this person is hiding.

On the coach chair, the joys and sorrows of the two sides reversed. Dai Li, who was worried at first, relaxed after seeing the games of the first three rounds.

He even felt that Dyson was likely to complete the next gram, so a smile appeared on his face.

The head coach Deng Ping next to him frowned, always feeling that something was wrong with Zhang Cheng.

What about the phantom of another dimension?

What about Tianti Road?

He even said that Zhang Cheng didn't even draw his sword.

What exactly does Zhang Cheng want to do?
This is a game that determines the outcome, there is no need to save energy, just go down hard and it will be over.

Soon, a minute and a half passed, Zhang Cheng gently took off the towel, and walked onto the court with a smile on his face.

It's time to end!
(End of this chapter)