Net King System of Tennis

Chapter 192 The Final Game
Another lunatic!
The audience present could not help but think of this sentence.

Only half an hour had passed since the last match, and there was even Wu Hao's enthusiasm left on the court.

Unexpectedly, another lunatic came here.

Qi Yuanjia didn't care about the thoughts of those around him, he only knew that the data of that ball just now had been printed into his mind, and that was enough.

"continue."

The referees are all stupid, they all play like they are on the battlefield, it really kills them!

However, seeing that Qi Yuanjia spoke up without incident, he could only make a judgment according to the law.

"15-0."

It wasn't until this time that Liu Hui woke up from his stupor.

At this moment, he actually planned to abstain.

It's just playing tennis, it's really not that hard.

However, after seeing the firm look in Qi Yuanjia's eyes, Liu Hui still decided to take it seriously.

This is called mutual respect.

Therefore, Liu Hui decided to use all his strength to face Qi Yuanjia.

"Hey, the data just now is wrong, now is my real strength."

Qi Yuanjia was taken aback by Liu Hui's words. Until now, his tense abdominal muscles were still in labor pain. How could this person say that he was wrong?
However, after seeing Liu Hui change the racket to his left hand, Qi Yuanjia understood everything at this moment.

left handed.

This Liu Hui turned out to be left-handed.

No wonder he has the little habit of looking to the right!
The corner of Qi Yuanjia's mouth curled up into a wry smile, feeling that he had suffered that ball in vain just now.

On the sidelines, at Yanjing Middle School, many rolled their eyes, full of disdain for Liu Hui.

How about we release the water together?

Why are you still serious!
However, soon he felt a burst of gazes on him, and when he turned his head, it turned out to be their minister Yan Shisan who could fall asleep standing up.

Hey?

Something?

Are you still angry about waking up?
……

"Clap clap clap."

As usual, take two tennis balls first to ease the atmosphere.

Then the mustard tennis ball was thrown high.

boom.

The strong air waves set off waves of waves.

It is still a high-throwing volley high-pressure ball.

It's just that Liu Hui, who switched to his left hand, has significantly improved the power of this ball.

The snow-white light seemed to penetrate the darkness, but the ball was still forcibly blocked by a figure.

Qi Yuanjia's abdominal muscles were tense, and he forcibly blocked the path of the tennis ball at that moment.

His complexion changed drastically, the corner of his mouth twitched, and hissing sound came from his mouth.

This breath of cold air is exciting!
However, the data brought by the tennis ball clearly printed on the abdominal muscles is still very powerful, at least deep down in his heart, Qi Yuanjia is happy!

"30-0." The referee made a verdict.

Liu Hui didn't stop. Although he had some pity for Qi Yuanjia, a lunatic, since this was the path he chose, Liu Hui was willing to help him.

boom.

"hiss……"

"40-0."

boom.

"Gan..."

"Game Liu Hui, 4-2."

boom.

"Game Liu Hui, 5-2, switch venues."

For two consecutive rounds, Qi Yuanjia was beaten black and blue, very miserable.

It's just that there is a smile on his face, which is called pain and happiness.

"Hoohoohoo."

Qi Yuanjia panted heavily and leaned back on the chair, his abdominal muscles were swollen, and he looked much stronger.

In his mind, all the data were turned into memories to fill the opponent, and that lifelike appearance was clearly a replica of Liu Hui.

"almost!"

Qi Yuanjia muttered, two consecutive rounds, coupled with the performance of Liu Hui's right hand in front, Qi Yuanjia has almost completely collected his data.

So next, leave it to him to perform!
A flash of excitement flashed in Qi Yuanjia's eyes. He wanted to drag today's match into a tiebreaker. This was his explanation to Wu Hao who had already been sent to the ICU.

The game restarted on the field, and Qi Yuanjia, who played again, had a different spirit.

Although his eyes were still closed, after Liu Hui slapped the tennis ball twice, in the data memory, the little Liu Hui in the pink thong did the same.

And the same action, in his data memory, is one step faster than Liu Hui outside.

Data is always one step ahead of him!
This is Qi Yuanjia's new data memory that has been perfected.

This trick, he called him first reading!
"boom."

The brilliance of the explosion flashed by.

However, this time, Qi Yuanjia did not use his tight abdominal muscles to catch the ball, but swung the racket ahead of time with foresight.blocked the path of the ball.

boom.

Qi Yuanjia trembled his wrist, completed the release of the ball, and then seemed to hit back to the left, but changed the direction of attack at the moment Liu Hui moved his footsteps.

bang.

Liu Hui couldn't catch this ball!
"0-15."

Qi Yuanjia looked at Liu Hui in the data memory and smiled.

From now on, Liu Hui's every move is under his control, and he wants to win this game!
"boom."

Another ball hit.

However, Qi Yuanjia relied on reading ahead of time, and then reversed the attack direction by fraudulent means.

"0-30."

boom.

"..."

boom.

"Game Qi Yuanjia, 3-5."

Liu Hui was obviously a little confused. He really didn't want to understand why Qi Yuanjia, who was crushed by him just now, suddenly seemed to be a different person.

He felt that his actions were completely seen through, and every step he took was within Qi Yuanjia's expectation.

He doesn't believe it!
Liu Hui's eyes narrowed slightly. In fact, what he didn't realize was that his brilliance had no longer suppressed Qi Yuanjia.

At this moment, Qi Yuanjia has completely sealed off all perceptions from the outside world, and now his actions only rely on the guidance given to him by data memory.

Whether it's speed, strength, or reaction speed, Qi Yuanjia has completely returned to normal.

His physical exertion was not that great, except for the red and swollen abdominal muscles, until now he could be regarded as fully displaying his strength.

bang, bang, bang...

They fought back and forth continuously, but at this moment Qi Yuanjia was already in the upper hand.

boom.

"4-5."

"Swap venues!"

Liu Hui looked a little restless. Originally, he planned to be serious, but now that Qi Yuanjia made such a move, he didn't want to win anymore.

grandma's.

You can win, but you don't have to!

Anyway, their ministers won't lose.

Thinking of this, Liu Hui's mind became peaceful again.

On the other side, Qi Yuanjia completely blocked everything around him, immersed in his data memory.

The reason why Liu Hui's Dao of Radiance has no effect on him is entirely because in his data memory, along with the perfection of the data, the Dao of Radiance can no longer enter his data memory.

Since you can't enter, then naturally there is no suppressive effect.

After all, he will win this match, and it is worthwhile for him to pay for his toned abs.

On the sidelines, Zhang Cheng got up and stood up.

He didn't expect that Shaoyang No. [-] High School would actually let the second chase the second, dragging the game into a final round.

Although this set has not been finished yet, Zhang Cheng can tell from the attitudes of both sides towards the game that Liu Hui is bound to lose.

In this regard, Zhang Cheng did not intend to stay and finish watching the game.

After saying hello to Du Fei and the others next to him, Zhang Cheng walked towards the next court with his tennis bag on his back.

There, Ewing was doing warm-up exercises alone.

Zhang Cheng pulled out his racket and hit Ewing with an epee sword intent.

In an instant, Ewing reacted, a flash of spiritual will flashed in his eyes, and then, a cold feeling swept the audience.

Zhang Cheng swung the racket without a trace, and then said with a smile on his face:
"Let me play with you for a while."

As soon as this sentence was said, Ewing was taken aback for a moment, and then there was a rare smile on Bingshan's face.

He didn't speak, just quietly waiting for Zhang Cheng to serve.

In this regard, Zhang Cheng did not hesitate, and the surging sword intent filled the audience in an instant.

"boom."

Wan Jian returns to the sect.

Zhang Cheng's shot was extremely terrifying.

Ewing's eyes narrowed slightly. Although he knew that Zhang Cheng's so-called beating for a while would be serious, he never thought that he would be so serious.

It's just that Ewing won't give up.

The artistic conception of ice and snow emerged. Facing Zhang Cheng's return of all swords, Ewing unceremoniously played a blizzard.

However, before he could make a second move, Zhang Cheng directly released three sword intents.

This is not more than one shot, but purely three attacks in an instant.

The ice and snow mood on Ewing's body was instantly suppressed, and the pitch-black pole on the racket was distorted irregularly, feeling Zhang Cheng's terror.

time.

The first attack tore apart the ice and snow artistic conception.

boom.

The second attack shattered the realm of snow.

Then came the third attack...

With a snap.

The racket in Ewing's hand was directly pierced, and the mustard tennis ball bounced out from behind him, and it was actually covered with a layer of ice slag.

That was not the ice slag brought by Ewing's ice and snow mood, but the ice slag brought by Zhang Cheng's three attacks on this sunny day in June!
This ball is too strong.

A flash of shock flashed in Ewing's eyes. Although he knew that Zhang Cheng was very strong, he might not be able to block this ball even if he used the way of another dimension!
"Hey, that Yan Shisan won't give you such a chance."

Zhang Cheng said something to Ewing, and after seeing his serious look, Zhang Cheng took out a tennis ball again.

"You don't need to catch this ball, just look at it."

After Zhang Cheng finished speaking, regardless of Ewing's dignified expression, he tossed the tennis ball high on his own.

"boom."

Without the slightest fancy, Zhang Cheng directly hit the ball with a very ordinary high-pressure volley.

However, Ewing froze in place and did not move. In his eyes, the flames flickered, and a huge red fire lotus was pulled up from the ground.

One handle, two handles, countless handles!

Countless sharp swords, heavy swords, and wooden swords wrapped with lotus marks attacked him at the same time.

Invincible, as mighty as the sky!
Ewing didn't wake up until Zhang Cheng's voice entered his ears.

"Hey, it's your turn!"

Over there, Qi Yuanjia had already accomplished his redemption, and dragged the match into a decisive round at the cost of his eight-pack abs!

(End of this chapter)