Net King System of Tennis

Chapter 193 Yan Shisan's Sword

Zhang Cheng first returned to the main arena.

Ewing still wanted to take advantage of the 15-minute intermission to comprehend something.

The home court was full of cheers, Qi Yuanjia's performance, or the performance of the entire Shaoyang No. [-] Middle School has conquered everyone.

Hard work will win.

These two games perfectly embody what it means to not bully the young and poor.

Qi Yuanjia was also sent to the hospital. After all, his eight-pack abs were almost swollen into one piece, so there must be some problem!
Since Ewing hadn't come back yet, and Yan Shisan hadn't entered the arena, the topics on the court were all focused on Shaoyang No. [-] Middle School.

It has to be said that these two singles games let everyone see the courage of these people from small cities, especially Shaoyang No. [-] Middle School, which is not so good in the ranking.

This is the third day.

However, they almost completed the following gram.

The last game depends on Ewing's performance. After all, unlike the previous two days, today's last game is a tiebreaker.

"Will Ewing win?"

Du Fei on the side suddenly sighed.

After all, compared to Yanjing Middle School, Shaoyang No. [-] Middle School, which is a brother team, is naturally what they want to support.

"Can't win."

Zhang Cheng's face was calm, but his voice was full of firmness.

Turning his head, Zhang Cheng looked at Yan Shisan, who was taking a nap with his eyes closed at Yanjing Middle School, and frowned.

This person is stronger than that Bai Ruo.

Maybe apart from him, this person is the strongest in this national competition.

Although Yan Shisan looked lazy, Zhang Cheng, who was a master of swordsmanship and had comprehended the supreme sword intent, could feel the sword intent of Yan Shisan.

This person is also a swordsman, and his swordsmanship is extremely terrifying.

Not even inferior to him.

The reason why Zhang Cheng hit Ewing with such a ball just now was because he was mentally prepared.

After all, if he really encountered such a terrifying sword intent, Ewing's tennis heart might be broken!
Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Du Fei and the others immediately retorted with a sigh:
"Maybe there is a chance? Ewing is not weak, not weaker than the minister."

They haven't reached a certain level, so they can't feel the power of Yan Shisan.

But Du Fei had played doubles with Ewing before, so he knew that Ewing was actually quite scary.

In particular, his Dao of Different Dimensions and Art of Ji Zhiji are all Dao of Ice and Snow. Perhaps, he will condense the phantom of dual Dao fusion faster than Tensor.

Just like Bai Ruo's Laozi and Tanaka Ken's Overlord!
"He's different, you'll know it when you see it."

Zhang Cheng stopped talking, sat on the chair and closed his eyes.

Yan Shisan's swordsmanship was very different from his. Yan Shisan's swordsmanship was very dangerous, and the killing intent hidden deep in his body made his heart chill.

This Yan Shisan, if you don't make a move, you will be fine, if you make a move, you will die.

This is his way of the sword.

As for whether Ewing can withstand it, Zhang Cheng can only hold a glimmer of hope in his heart.

……

Yangcheng City, Shaoyang District, Shaoyang Sixth Middle School.

Today, the school directly gave all teachers and students a holiday, and a group of people gathered around the big screen in the school's gymnasium to watch this crucial game.

"Little Maruko, is your brother coming out?"

A beautiful girl with long legs and scorpion braids excitedly blushed and shook the fluffy-haired girl beside her.

The girl with fluffy hair is full of vitality, with a trace of freckles on her cheeks, she looks strangely cute.

This girl is Xiaowanzi, who is Ewing's younger sister Youyu.

At this moment, Maruko was staring at the big screen with eyes full of excitement, full of anticipation for Ewing who was about to play.

"My brother will definitely win."

Xiao Maruko's eyes were firm.

"Well, I also believe that your brother will win. How about I be your sister-in-law?"

Immediately, Xiaowanzi rolled her eyes and ignored Zhang Yu, her best friend.

But given Zhang Yu's interference, Xiaowanzi found that she seemed to relax a little bit.

Under the expectation of the whole school of Shaoyang No. [-] Middle School, Ewing finally walked in from the player tunnel full of enthusiasm, and the audience immediately cheered.

……

The tiebreaker has begun!

With Ewing playing, Yan Shisan from Yanjing Middle School also opened his eyes and yawned softly. Yan Shisan walked towards the court with blurred eyes.

The two of them stood in front of the China Open without speaking. After the referee made a correct guess, Ewing's cold voice rang out.

"just."

"it is good."

Yan Shisan was still lazy, and turned the racket as if he hadn't woken up.

With the rotation of the racket, Ewing had time to look at the head of Yanjing Middle School.

Brown hair, naturally slightly curly, fair skin with a little baby fat.

To be honest, this Yan Shisan was so good-looking that it was easy for people to develop a sense of intimacy.

However, Ewing didn't mean to underestimate him because of this. After all, Zhang Cheng went to find him before, not just to warm up with him.

This Yan Shisan was definitely the scariest person he had met so far besides Zhang Cheng.

With a snap.

When the racket landed, Ewing frowned slightly, and it turned out that he got the right to serve.

"Good luck."

Ewing said something briefly, then turned and walked towards the back of the baseline.

Yan Shisan walked back to the hair extension position with slow steps, and he even yawned several times after walking just a few steps.

The few people who stayed on the field from Shaoyang Sixth Middle School looked a little angry, this Yan Shisan was a little disrespectful.

However, Yanjing Middle School has long been accustomed to it.

After all, in their school, Yan Shisan would not greet anyone, let alone an outsider, even if he met the principal head-on.

Ewing didn't relax his vigilance in the slightest, and after he simply slapped the tennis ball twice, the pitch-black Ji Zhi rushed out.

The artistic conception of ice and snow emerged spontaneously, and for a moment, even on the sidelines, everyone felt a little bit of cold.

"boom."

Ewing didn't hold back at all, and started with a snowball serve.

The ball was very fast, hitting it with a very low arc, landed with a bang, and then did not bounce up.

brush……

A strange arc slid out of the turf, and Ewing scored with a serve.

"15-0."

Zhang Cheng outside the court was a little surprised to see this serve by Xuezou.

Compared with when he played on the underground court before, Ewing's snow walk serve has also completed the evolution.

This ball basically didn't bounce, and it slid out very fast. Under the blessing of the ice and snow artistic conception, Xue Zou's serve sank again while maintaining the same power.

Yan Shisan looked even more confused, but in his deepest eyes, a bright light was brewing.

There was a bit of silence on the field, but there was no emotional ups and downs at Yanjing Middle School.

After all, he is their minister, and he has not woken up to express his understanding.

I believe that with Ewing's performance, their minister will wake up soon!

"boom."

The second ball is still snow.

The mustard tennis ball slid out against the frame of Yan Shisan's racket.

This is another serve to score.

"30-0."

boom.

"40-0."

boom.

"Game Ewing, 1-0, switch venues."

Soon, the first game was over.

Ewing won the first round with four consecutive aces.

However, there was no relaxation on Ewing's face.

If what Zhang Cheng expressed was accurate, this Yan Shisan should be an eighth-breaking player. He must not be careless, otherwise he would definitely lose.

Change sides and fight again, the ball is switched.

Yan Shisan yawned again, and then took out a tennis ball from his pocket.

There was no nonsense, let alone hitting the ball, Yan Shisan simply threw the ball and swung the racket, hitting the tennis ball.

however!
Ewing didn't see the ball.

Da da da……

The mustard tennis ball rolled back from Ewing's back.

Even the referees just woke up.

Not much to say, just check the replay of Hawkeye directly, but the bald thing is that the referee didn't need to slow down to see the ball clearly and make a call.

"15-0."

What a fast ball!

No, it should be said that it is a very fast sword.

Yan Shisan's ball was not extremely fast, but he cut off the eyes of everyone present with his sword intent.

Zhang Cheng also felt a strong sword intent slashing towards his eyes, but he was also practicing swordsmanship, so Zhang Cheng countered it.

Yan Shisan didn't stop at all, and then scored three consecutive serve points, instantly making the score 1-1.

The score seemed to be at a stalemate. After all, if this continues, it seems that no one can tell the winner.

The right to serve was converted again.

Ewing also didn't talk nonsense, and he still served Yukizoku.

This time, however, his snow walk failed.

A sharp sword light flashed across, and the mustard tennis ball was split into two and stuck on both sides of Ewing like two sharp swords.

The artistic conception of ice and snow was cut open.

Yan Shisan used his kendo to fight back.

"0-15."

Ewing was obviously careless, and he could actually fight back this ball.

After all, Zhang Cheng had shown him three sword attacks before, but this one was only two attacks.

Ewing took a deep breath and finally felt a little bit of pressure.

Zhang Cheng was right, this Yan Shisan was really strong, so he should get serious.

A trace of icy spiritual will flashed in Ewing's eyes, and then the strong light burst, and the mustard tennis ball released a dazzling light.

Light hits.

A combination of super sweet spot and spiritual will.

And this is not simply hitting the ball with light, as Ewing's aura of different dimensions gushes out, a circle of hexagonal ice crystals begins to wrap around the glowing tennis ball!
The second stage of light hitting the ball - zero degrees!

boom.

A bang sounded.

This ball represents the will of Ewing.

The air froze, and the cold chill sent snowflakes across the pitch.

Yan Shisan felt a stiffness in his body, which was the effect of Ewing's ice and snow artistic conception and the breath of another dimension.

So strong.

Yan Shisan finally became interested.

There was a slight smile on his lazy face.

However, this is not enough!
Yan Shisan sighed, and a sharp aura flashed across his body.

Afterwards, thirteen sword boxes seemed to appear behind him, and with Yan Shisan's swing, the first sword box opened.

This is Yan Shisan's first sword strike!
(End of this chapter)