Net King System of Tennis

Chapter 23 The New Triple Strike Back
Five days later.

That is October NO.18.

In the morning, Zhang Cheng first went to the old driver's repair shop to get the racket back.

Looking at the hesitant look of the driver master, Zhang Cheng smiled slightly and said:

"Uncle, there is a match between me and Situ today, do you want to watch it?"

The driver was obviously stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted and said with a look of disdain: "What's so interesting about the five-five game?"

"Oh, that's fine."

Zhang Cheng walked out with the tennis bag on his back, and before he reached the door, he heard the driver ask hesitantly:

"Well, Zhang Cheng, is there a live broadcast of the game?"

After all, as an old father, the driver still couldn't let go of his son.

"No."

After speaking, he left the repair shop directly.

The driver was obviously taken aback, then paced back and forth, looked at the signboard of his shop and gritted his teeth.

Just go to see one, so as not to delay business.

Moreover, if he sneaks a look, his son shouldn't be able to find out.

Thinking of this, the driver breathed a sigh of relief, and then took a few repaired rackets and put them in his arms.

Well, he went to Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School to deliver rackets.

what match?
……

Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School tennis court.

This is already the third round, and there are only 16 players left on the field.

Even if they lose after this round, they will not be eliminated. Although they will not enter the main selection of the eight-player rotation, they will still belong to the second team of the tennis club.

You know, the current main picks are all promoted from the previous second team.

The competition system of the third round is a bit complicated, with random assignment of two-two duels, one in the morning and one in the afternoon.

Those who won two games will advance directly, those who have one win and one loss will be re-disrupted to continue to determine the winner, and those who have lost both games will directly enter the second team.

Zhang Cheng was still on the No. [-] court, and his opponent in the morning was his old acquaintance, Situ.

"You came."

"I am coming."

The dialogue between the strong is so concise and unpretentious.

"Game Zhang Cheng vs Situ, at the end of the game, Zhang Cheng serves."

It was still the familiar iron-blooded referee Wu Gang, and Zhang Cheng was lucky, Guessing won the upper hand.

"boom."

The tentative volley strikes instantly.

Situ only felt a yellow light flash in his eyes, and the ball landed under his feet with a bang.

"15-0."

Situ froze, a drop of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

It was too fast, he didn't even react to the ball.

This Zhang Cheng has become stronger again!
"Didn't you see clearly? Then let me slow down."

Zhang Cheng smiled lightly, then bent his knees and swung the racket again.

"boom."

This time, Situ reacted, but when he arrived, the ball had passed through the edge of his racket.

"30-0."

Situ looked at Zhang Cheng, who was still looking lazy and contented, with a flash of determination in his eyes.

No, he can't lose.

Thinking of this, Situ immediately jumped up on the spot.

"Oh, basically broken steps."

Zhang Cheng was a little surprised. Generally, the pace of this kind of system is that foreign countries like to learn, and few people in China use it. He didn't expect this Situ to be able to.

But what if you got it?
A smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Cheng's mouth, and then he attacked instantly.

"boom."

magical.

Countless phantoms wrapped the tennis balls and rushed towards Situ, who was stunned for the first time.

This, what is it?

So, bang.

"40-0. Score on serve."

Kong has all the footwork, but it's useless, Situ beat him so aggrieved.

At this moment, the only thought in his mind is to come to his serve quickly.

"boom."

"Game Zhang Cheng, 1-0, serve conversion."

A smile appeared on Situ's face, and it was finally his turn to serve. Since Zhang Cheng served him a clean sheet, so should he.

The soft waist was bent back at ninety degrees, and the mustard tennis ball was thrown into the air by Situ, and then he swung the racket violently.

Hunter Style [-] - Slashing the Bow!

Shhhhhh.

There was an extremely fast piercing sound, Zhang Cheng would have been useless if this happened half a month ago.

pity.

The right arm exerted force suddenly, the milky white breath flashed past, and then swung the bat suddenly, the huge impact roared like thunder.

"Boom."

The mustard tennis ball rushed towards Situ like a cannonball, but Situ had a strange expression at the moment.

The ball is out of bounds!

In his eyes, the mustard tennis ball didn't have the slightest downward arc at all, and flew completely along the horizontal line towards the outside of the court.

It's fast, but isn't this ball a joke?
You play baseball here!
Situ didn't have the idea of ​​swinging the racket, he just tilted his neck and watched the tennis ball fly out of the court from his side.

Even the referee Wu Gang was stunned for a moment, and then he pronounced the verdict carefully:

"15-0..."

Before the words fell, a whistling sound suddenly came from the ear, and then, behind Situ, a mustard yellow tennis ball flew back like a cannonball.

Landing.

pop up.

Then, amidst the astonishment, Zhang Cheng opened his hand to catch the flying tennis ball, and said coldly:

"The dragon of triple counterattack raises its head!"

There was a dead silence around, but Zhang Cheng opened his mouth and looked at the referee:

"Uncle, you made a mistake."

"Yes, yes - I was wrong."

Wu Gang wiped the sweat off his face and hurriedly said loudly: "0-15, Zhang Cheng scored."

The second floor of the tennis department.

Du Fei's gaze under those pitch-black glasses was full of confusion.

this ball?
On the notebook, Zhang Cheng's five-dimensional value changed again.

Strength: 4-4.5?

Speed: 4-4.5?

Physical strength: 4-?

Skills: >5.5
Spirit:?
Every item is full of uncertainty, especially after seeing Zhang Cheng's giant dragon raise his head just now, a moment of confusion flashed in his heart again.

Fortunately, he was the only one on the second floor, and Tensor wasn't there. Otherwise, the guy who couldn't afford to lose would be under a lot of pressure.

Thinking of this, Du Fei wrote 70% of the data on Zhang Cheng's page, which made him full of caution again.

Stadium one.

Situ was stunned for a moment, and with Wu Gang's sentencing, Situ finally came to his senses, then his gaze became firm, and he took out a tennis ball from his pocket.

A weird serving posture appeared, and it was another slashing bow.

"boom."

Zhang Cheng's face was calm, watching the tennis ball flying towards and bouncing at a very high speed, it was still hit by a giant dragon raising its head.

On the opposite side, Situ went straight to the net after serving the ball. Seeing the tennis ball flying in parallel, he raised the racket and swung it across without any carelessness.

However, Situ's expression changed the moment he touched the tennis ball.

Then, under his unbelievable gaze, the tennis ball on the racket rose straight up into the sky and landed behind him.

"0-30."

Zhang Cheng smiled. The dragon raised his head was a skill created by himself based on his own characteristics and his understanding of the triple-attacking white whale, the only prince of tennis.

The dragon raises its head, the essence lies in that raising its head.

Not catching the ball is like a white whale, flying back to the field and back into his hands with a huge spin, which is headed left.

When catching the ball, it is like just now, rushing towards the racket, and the flow generated at the moment the opponent swings the racket rises upwards, and finally falls behind.

That's his new Triple Strikeback Dragon Head Up!

It is also his own skill that he has been pondering since he got Feiyan to return to the nest.

He used it today and looked at Situ with dull eyes, but he did not disappoint him.

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(End of this chapter)