Net King System of Tennis

Chapter 191 Another Madman

15-minute inter-set break.

There has already been a heated discussion on the field.

Everyone was making their own evaluations around Wu Hao's crazy appearance.

"Hey, that kid is too crazy. With this skill alone, this ranking doesn't make it into the top fifteen?"

"I also think that even many of them have lost, so is it possible that Yanjing Middle School is going to overturn today?"

"Let's beat the top, there are too many dark horse teams in this national competition! I thought this Shaoyang No. [-] Middle School came here to play soy sauce!"

"Me too, me too..."

And Uncle Ma, who was not far away from them, naturally also heard those conversations, but he didn't change the ranking.

After all, after the first round, his player ranking manual will be updated again, and those eliminated teams will naturally not be able to make the list.

And Uncle Ma didn't think that Shaoyang No. [-] Middle School could advance to the second round. After all, even he didn't fully understand that Yan Shisan!

This Yan Shisan is definitely not inferior to Zhang Cheng. Maybe after today, he will be number two in the player ranking manual.

As for Bai Ruo.

Alas, the eliminated ones are not eligible for the list!

On the side of Shaoyang Sixth Middle School, Ewing said something to Xiao Haiyang and the others before going to the next court to warm up.

Although he couldn't see the depth of that Yan Shisan, no matter what, he would win the last game.

……

After 15 minutes, Liu Hui walked onto the court in a rather comfortable manner, and on the other side was Qi Yuanjia who had just returned from warming up.

The mentality of the two people is completely different. For Liu Hui, the outcome of this game is actually not important to him.

On the contrary, it should be a very interesting thing to see the captain play a serious game.

After all, as a teammate, Liu Hui hadn't seen Yan Shisan make a move for a year!
"Guess right." The referee's voice sounded in time.

He also had to take seriously these lunatics from Shaoyang No. [-] Middle School.

"You go first!"

However, Liu Hui rolled his eyes lightly, and then returned to the hair extension position as if nothing had happened.

It's just the right to serve, he doesn't even care about winning or losing, let alone a serve.

Qi Yuanjia silently returned to the back of the baseline, took out a tennis racket from his pocket and patted it.

Afterwards, the data tennis master directly closed his eyes, his mind full of information about Liu Hui that he had collected after coming to the capital.

Liu Hui, male, likes females, likes to wear pink thongs...

Thinking of this, Qi Yuanjia immediately had an impression in his mind, so he made a prediction from the very beginning.

"One ball!"

As soon as Qi Yuanjia finished speaking, he kicked the mustard tennis ball out.

The air surged, and in my mind, the phantom of the mustard tennis ball disappeared the moment it passed the net.

The same is true in reality. Under the irregular shaking, the mustard yellow tennis ball suddenly disappeared, but when it reappeared, it had already rolled out of Liu Hui's feet.

The referee frowned, realizing that the ball was not that simple.

So, he could only turn to Hawkeye for help.

Through playback, although the ball disappeared in the eyes, it was indeed on the court.

Therefore, under Qi Yuanjia's prediction, he directly served and scored.

"15-0."

Immediately afterwards, Qi Yuanjia made another prediction: "One ball."

Still a ball.

Qi Yuanjia still intends to serve and score.

This kind of arrogance really irritated Liu Hui on the opposite side. Although he didn't pay much attention to the outcome of this game, Qi Yuanjia was a little insulting.

As a result, snow-white light burst out from his body, and the floating particles looked extraordinarily brilliant.

The way of brilliance.

This is Liu Hui's true strength.

"boom."

The mustard tennis ball was hit from Qi Yuanjia's hands, and this ball was still similar to the irregular jitter just now.

It was still the moment when he crossed the net, the tennis ball jumped up and down like thunder, and then disappeared before Liu Hui's eyes.

However, the reaction speed of Liu Hui, who burst out into brilliance, was far from what he could match just now.

A simple step came to the left, and then the racket was swung into the open space.

At that moment, the mustard yellow tennis ball suddenly appeared on his racket, but...

Da da da……

The mustard tennis ball rolled out of Liu Hui's feet again, but he still failed to catch the ball.

The referee knew it by heart, and directly made a verdict: "30-0."

Zhang Cheng on the sidelines watched Qi Yuanjia's performance with a smile on his face.

In fact, his irregular serve is very simple, it is completely using the dead corner on the court and Liu Hui's personal habits to hit this ball.

As a crowd of onlookers outside the court, the ball actually looked very ordinary, except for a little up and down spin, there was no other skill at all.

But unfortunately, there is a problem with Liu Hui's perspective. His eyes like to look to the right, so there will be a small movement during the counterattack, but this simple information is grasped by Qi Yuanjia.

"Boom!"

After scoring two consecutive serve points, Qi Yuanjia quickly won the first game.

"Game Qi Yuanjia, 1-0, switch venues."

This result made everyone present not expect that they could still understand Wu Hao's desperate victory in the last game, what happened in this game?

Countless doubtful eyes turned to Liu Hui, and the singles player from Yanjing Middle School suddenly looked a little unhappy.

The moment he passed by, Liu Hui's voice rang directly beside Qi Yuanjia's ear.

"Stop hitting the ball to my left."

After all, how could the singles of Yanjing Middle School fail to notice Qi Yuanjia's tricks.

To this, Qi Yuanjia did not respond at all. For data tennis, taking advantage of the opponent's habits is also a kind of practice.

Change sides to fight again, and the right to serve is converted.

In this regard, Liu Hui rolled his eyes at Qi Yuanjia, and his body burst out with his brilliance again.

Snow white as jade, clean and pure!

This is Liu Hui's way of tennis, clean and simple basic tennis.

"I'm here."

After Liu Hui reminded, the corner of his mouth curled up with a hint of malice and said: "One ball."

Facing Qi Yuanjia's prediction of tennis, Liu Hui also made a prediction.

boom.

What a great speed.

This ball definitely reached the speed of breaking seven.

Liu Hui's Way of Glory seems to be more focused on increasing speed.

Even in Qi Yuanjia's data memory, he didn't react to the flash of yellow light.

"15-0."

The same is a ball.

Liu Hui completed his prediction.

"Don't blink, it's still a ball."

boom.

"30-0."

boom.

"40-0."

boom.

"Game, Liu Hui, 1-1."

The clean four standard classic lead racket and the high-pressure volley made Zhang Cheng suddenly realize that Liu Hui might have played in Germany since he was a child.

He is too familiar with this style of play, coupled with the way of brilliance, isn't this the German elite education method!

Qi Yuanjia still didn't open his eyes. Although he was defeated by four aces, in his data memory, he was about to crack the ball just now.

It was his turn to serve, this time, he did not choose to make a prediction.

After all, since the little habit has been exposed, it becomes meaningless to continue.

So, at the beginning of the third round, Qi Yuanjia used his skills.

Qi Yuanjia's skills were not weak. He had already broken five when he fought Zhang Cheng before, but now, even if he didn't break seven, he was integrated into the power.

Zhang Cheng realized for a while that it is a very common force of water, and in the future, it can also be good like water, and it can develop in the direction of water dripping through stone or the sea.

But for now it's not enough.

Liu Hui's snow-white radiance began to suppress Qi Yuanjia, even if he closed his eyes, in his data memory, the snow-white radiance on the opponent's body was so eye-catching and dazzling.

The score began to change. Even if Liu Hui's desire to win was not so strong, Qi Yuanjia only scored occasionally under the absolute difference in strength.

boom.

"15-40."

boom.

"2-1."

boom.

"2-2."

boom.

"Game Liu Hui, 3-2, switch venues."

Qi Yuanjia won a round with difficulty, but overall he was still at a disadvantage.

The Way of Glory's suppressing power is too strong, unlike the Way of Extremes and the Way of Different Dimensions, the Way of Glory has almost no improvement in the skills of the game, but the suppression of the opponent is completely impossible for the other two ways.

After all, Qi Yuanjia only broke the sixth level, and the power of water was useless in front of Guanghui. Without comprehending the artistic conception, such suppression could not be broken.

And as time goes on, this feeling of oppression will only get deeper and deeper.

The two people on the sidelines were sitting on chairs to rest, and in Qi Yuanjia's mind, the scenes of the just duel were playing repeatedly frantically.

From the speed of the ball, strength, and subtle angles, even including the slight personal habits, Qi Yuanjia kept them firmly in his heart.

For him, these statistics are his breakthrough in defeating Liu Hui.

However, this is not enough!
A trace of cruelty flashed in Qi Yuanjia's tightly closed eyes.

He Wu Hao can fight for this national competition, so why can't he Qi Yuanjia?

The one-and-a-half minute break passed by, and the two returned to the court.

The sixth game came to Liu Hui's serve.

Looking at Qi Yuanjia who still closed his eyes tightly, Liu Hui sighed.

Really.

He has given Qi Yuanjia many opportunities.

Unfortunately, he is useless!

Thinking about it this way, although Liu Hui looks like watching their minister make a move, he still can't play fake matches!
"Forget it, blame yourself for being too weak!"

Liu Hui didn't hesitate anymore, and the mustard yellow tennis ball wrapped in brilliance suddenly smashed over.

The white light leaked out, splashing extremely sharply.

However, what shocked Liu Hui and everyone present was that the ball was actually caught by Qi Yuanjia.

However, Qi Yuanjia caught it with his own body under extreme conditions.

shhhhhh…

Endless rotation came from Qi Yuanjia's abdomen, just now, he blocked the ball with his abdomen.

However, Qi Yuanjia smiled and muttered:
"Speed ​​7, strength 5.5, left-handed ball, angle 45 towards half the sky!"

This is Qi Yuanjia's determination!

At the same time, it also surprised Liu Hui on the opposite side.

Is this person crazy!

(End of this chapter)