Net King System of Tennis

Chapter 194 Incomparably Intense

The first sword cut out.

In an instant, the ice and snow melted, and the zero degree of light hitting the ball in the second stage was instantly suppressed, and a sword split him in half.

Another two attacks.

A gleam flashed in Ewing's eyes, this time, he would not be careless.

As for the zero degree of the broken second-stage light hitting the ball, he didn't think it was any surprise.

After all, it would be too ridiculous if he couldn't even return to the second stage of the different-dimensional skills of the extreme skill image of breaking eight.

Ewing looked dignified, as he swung the racket, the artistic conception of ice and snow emerged again, and the tennis ball that was divided into two halves fell into an instant freeze.

However, Ewing's expression changed the moment he received the ball.

This sword.

So strong.

Clap again.

The two network cables were cut instantly.

Although the two and a half tennis balls were hit back by Ewing, but because of the strong sword intent, he didn't play these two balls well.

For Yan Shisan, this was a chance ball.

The two and a half tennis balls tossed high gathered together in an instant, and then Yan Shisan jumped up, and in an instant, he cut the sky with his sword.

At this moment, the second one was opened in the thirteen sword boxes behind him!

boom.

"0-30."

Ewing quietly looked at the tennis ball rolling out from his feet.

With Yan Shisan's sword, the cold chill caused the two halves of the tennis ball to freeze together again.

This man is simply terrifying.

But Ewing has no way out, this game, he can only win but not lose.

Cheers came from outside the arena, especially at Yanjing Middle School. Everyone swallowed a mouthful of saliva, their eyes full of disbelief.

Their minister is too fierce!
One thing to say, isn't this worth a first?

Especially many, he has seen Zhang Cheng's strength, so after seeing their minister's unparalleled strength today, he began to doubt that Zhang Cheng is No. 1 in the national competition.

It's just that in this way, many people felt that it was worthwhile for them to lose just now, and finally forced their ministers to make a second move.

The game continued on the court, and Ewing, who lost two goals in a row, took a deep breath to calm down.

The main thing is to control the rhythm.

After all, these two swords made Yan Shisan's aura a little high, and he had to find a way to stop it.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the mustard yellow tennis ball reappeared in his hand, and then the ice and snow artistic conception mixed with the breath of another dimension was injected into the tennis ball again.

The mustard tennis balls began to glow, and a strong chill swept through the room.

The zero degree of light hitting the ball, which was already in the second stage, changed again, and the surrounding ice and snowflakes began to spin.

"boom."

The extremely fast swing brought a blizzard in an instant.

The mustard tennis ball turned into a hockey puck and slammed into it. The moment it hit the ground, it suddenly scattered.

"Ice rain!"

Ewing's cold voice resounded throughout the audience.

"15-30."

Relying on this icy rain, Ewing successfully scored a goal in his serve.

Frost flowers formed on the artificial turf, which creaked as Yan Shisan walked.

Ewing's two-way fusion has also begun to approach breaking eight, and it can already affect environmental factors!

Yan Shisan finally started to pay attention to this, and he also wanted to be serious.

"Beautiful tennis."

The audience on the sidelines had some exclamation marks.

Just now Ewing's ball condensed into a colorful rainbow in an instant, and he was also No. 1 in the sunny day in mid-June when he formed ice flowers.

Uncle Ma frowned, feeling that things were becoming more and more unreliable, and there seemed to be some problems in his ranking manual.

Judging from Ewing's performance today, it is worth a top five no matter what.

"Grandma, these people from Yangcheng will hide their strength."

Uncle Ma let out a low spit, then looked at Zhang Cheng, who was ranked first, and was immediately relieved.

It's better than Zhang Cheng, he didn't hide his strength at all, he broke through the eight realms properly, and he was No. 1 with iron.

……

As the war resumed, Ewing's ice rain serve seemed to have gained an advantage, so he was not polite and continued his tennis fusion skill ice rain.

Unlike Dyson and Tensor, Ewing is obviously ahead of them in the dual realm of the same root.

Whether it is the baptism of black water or the virtual image, it is not as perfect as his ice rain. At least, apart from physical strength, this tennis fusion skill did not harm Ewing himself.

"boom."

The ice rain gave off colorful rainbows, and the refracted sunlight looked extremely beautiful.

The tennis ball fell to the ground, shattered again, and instantly turned into ice crystal fragments all over the place.

However, at this moment, the third sword box among the thirteen sword boxes behind Yan Shisan opened.

The dark racket was swung out in an instant, changing in an instant, and then all swords returned to the clan.

Shards of ice crystals were gathered, and the mustard tennis ball floated and froze on his racket.

The corner of Yan Shisan's mouth twitched, and he said in a cold voice, "It's still far away!"

After the words fell, the mustard tennis ball flew back backwards, the sword light shone, and the murderous aura suddenly rose!
Ewing's body froze, and a cold chill spread all over his body.

Different from his artistic conception of ice and snow, the coldness brought by Yan Shisan's sword rose from the bottom of his heart, which was extremely terrifying.

However, Ewing has stepped into the way of another dimension after all, and his spiritual will is extremely strong, so he instantly annihilated the feeling of being suppressed and made a counterattack.

While swinging the racket, the atmosphere of different dimensions and the artistic conception of ice and snow blended at the same time. For Yan Shisan's counterattack, Ewing will never repay Yan Shisan by chance.

click.

An unimaginable sound came from the cold racket.

The racket danced lightly, and the tennis ball flew upside down.

However, after this shot, Ewing's racket, which had just had two net cables cut off, finally couldn't bear the pressure and collapsed.

Yan Shisan's sword intent was too strong, causing each of his counterattacks to be full of destructive power.

Ewing only felt this kind of attack on Zhang Cheng's last ball just now, which is enough to show how terrible he is.

Yan Shisan didn't catch the ball, but stood there with his eyes closed and waited for Ewing to change the racket.

Then, the referee's voice sounded.

"30-30."

This is the third game, but the intensity between the two has already infected the audience.

Perhaps, the theme of this year's national competition can be rewritten as the next gram.

In previous years, there had never been a national competition that was so fierce. Basically, it was the team from the rich team in the capital that pushed all the way to win the championship.

This year, something is indeed different.

At least for all viewers, they earned their blood.

Ewing walked back again, and he gradually understood why Zhang Cheng was called a racket destroyer.

In the face of powerful attacks, the tennis racket made of this alloy is simply vulnerable, and Ewing must concentrate on protecting the racket.

"Clap clap clap."

The old rule is to pat the tennis ball twice first to suppress the shock.

Afterwards, Ewing did not immediately hit the ice rain, but returned to serve in the first round of snow walking.

The sword box on Yan Shisan's back has been opened three times, breaking his three consecutive skills. So, what are the remaining ten sword boxes?
Ewing was a little curious!

Yan Shisan didn't keep Ewing waiting too long, Xuezuo's serve slid, and the fourth sword box behind Yan Shisan also opened at the same time.

The dark racket was upright, and instead of using the sweet spot to hit the sliding tennis ball, it chose to chop the ball vertically.

One sword with two sections.

The mustard tennis ball was split into two again, and then the sliding tennis ball was stopped by the strong wind of the swing, and the two halves of the tennis ball froze on the left and right sides of the sweet spot as the racket was raised.

Afterwards, the racket returned to face up, and Yan Shisan hit it out.

The two halves of the tennis ball became one again, and the cold chill caused the two halves of the tennis ball to condense again.

Two thoughts flashed through Ewing's mind, whether to let the tennis ball hit the ground or hit back directly?
Before he had time to think about it, his instinct made Ewing make a decision, and he went to meet the tennis ball before it hit the ground.

boom.

For a moment, Ewing felt something was wrong.

Under his blow, the tennis ball was split into two again, turning into two and a half tennis balls and flying out of bounds.

This ball is gone!
However, to Ewing's surprise, Yan Shisan still chose to fight back when two and a half tennis balls went out of bounds.

The figure turned around in an instant, and the racket was swung twice in a short period of time.

At the same time, the fifth sword box was opened.

chua!

The two halves of the tennis ball rolled out of the artificial turf on both sides of Ewing, splitting two long sword marks.

The two and a half tennis balls landed within bounds, and Yan Shisan won this ball.

"Yan Shisan, 40-30!"

The third game came to the match point, and the sun at noon also rose to its peak.

This was the first time a five-set match was played in one morning, and everyone forgot to eat. This kind of intense and exciting game really made the adrenaline soar.

Have a meal?

Did you watch tennis while eating?
So next, Yan Shisan opened the sixth and seventh sword boxes in turn and won the third game. In the middle, Ewing used ice rain to win back a goal, but the ending did not change.

"Game Yan Shisan, 2-1, switch venues."

The two sat on the chairs to rest at the same time, and the seemingly short confrontation had actually been fought for an hour.

Compared to Yan Shisan, Ewing obviously consumed more, panting heavily, the sweat dripping from his forehead instantly condensed into ice crystals.

Not good, Ewing felt a huge pressure at this moment.

Yan Shisan's counterattack became more and more terrifying. With the opening of the sword boxes on the back one by one, Ewing could already feel that the sword intent in it was getting closer and closer to Zhang Cheng's last sword.

The point is, he couldn't stop that ball.

Thinking of this, Ewing turned his head and glanced at Zhang Cheng. Perhaps, the purpose of Zhang Cheng's shot was to let him make a choice!
Abstain?

Or try your best to persist!

Only this time, he might bet everything on himself.

Ewing fell into deep thought, and in his mind, the ice-blue tennis heart was spinning.

Above, the artistic conception of ice and snow and the atmosphere of different dimensions are intertwined, which looks extremely harmonious and wonderful.

At this moment, Ewing's eyes became extremely determined.

Even if you are covered in bruises, you still have to live beautifully.

At this moment, Ewing chose to speak for himself!

(End of this chapter)