Net King System of Tennis

Chapter 249 Weird order of appearance
"In the third singles match, Yuze from Yujing Middle School will play against Zhao Wuji from Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School. Players from both sides are invited to enter the field."

As soon as the sound of the loudspeaker fell, there was a burst of restlessness on the field.

Everyone's faces were filled with bewilderment, what did they hear?
Although Yujing Middle School sent Yuze to be the number three in singles, although they were very hardworking, they all understood that they wanted to grab the first player and win the game with two sets of doubles.

But what happened to Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School?

Zao Wou-Ki?
Who is Zao Wou-ki?
Is this a fake match?
Even Yuze, who had just entered the court, had an expression of disbelief. Looking at Zhao Wuji, who was bouncing and walking in front of him with a happy face, he fell silent!
Yuze thought about ten thousand ways to play the game in his mind, and the worst game among them was undoubtedly meeting Zhang Cheng, and then Tensor.

For Zhang Cheng, he is completely hopeless, but for Tensor, something may happen.

But he never expected that he would treat such an unknown person?
This?
Did he really think that someone couldn't lift a knife?
"hello."

Zhao Wou-ki was in a good state of mind, smiling all over his face.

This was his first time playing singles, and it was still in such an official game, which made him so excited.

"Guess right."

Yuze didn't have the slightest thought of delaying, or, in fact, there was a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

I am a little uneasy about the seemingly doomed layout of Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School.

Zhao Wuji also suppressed his smile, and said softly: "I want to be straight."

Thus, under the rotation of the mixed-color racket, Zao Wou-ki got the right to serve.

"One set will determine the outcome, Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School Zhao Wuji will start first."

As the referee's voice fell, the first set of the semi-final finally started.

The two returned to their positions at the same time. Under the hot atmosphere of the audience, Zao Wou-ki changed the racket to his left hand.

His Tai Chi way, the left hand is the way of the sun, the strength is relatively strong, usually, he also likes to serve with his left hand.

Ever since, under the watchful eyes of the audience, Zao Wou-ki played the first goal of the semi-finals.

"boom."

Sun beams!

This is Zao Wou-ki's own serving skill.

The style of the game was a bit bursting. Although the realm was a little lower, there was still a trace of strange smell wrapped around the mustard tennis ball.

That doesn't belong to the three tennis balls, but Zao Wou-ki condenses the air on the tennis ball through a special way of exerting force.

This goal was a bit eye-catching, at least as the opponent, Yuze felt a little bit of seriousness.

Therefore, no matter whether it was because of approval of Zao Wou-ki, or because of the uneasiness in his heart, Yuze did not intend to show mercy.

The majestic artistic conception rose, and Zhang Cheng, who was sitting on the sidelines watching the game, felt a fire erupting from the ground.

Different artistic conceptions, this is the artistic conception of fire among the four artistic concepts of Yuze.

No, it should be called Earth Fire!

The mixed-color racket was pulled up suddenly, and the pitch-black pole burned like a raging fire.

Immediately afterwards, the mustard tennis ball wrapped in the air made a cracking sound, and in an instant, the flames shone.

This ball is extremely terrifying.

At least, in Zao Wou-ki's eyes, the mustard tennis ball hit the ground unstoppably, and then there were waves of shaking under his feet.

ground fire.

It's not a simple artistic conception of fire.

The raging fire erupting from the ground was astonishingly powerful. The moment Zao Wou-ki swung his racket, all the network cables burst into a mass of pitch black.

Zhao Wuji's right hand trembled irregularly, he had actually used his own Taiyin Dao's special force-relieving technique, but facing this ground fire, his Taiyin Dao was undoubtedly weaker by more than a notch.

"0-15."

The referee made a sound in a timely manner, and immediately after that, the audience cheered.

"Go on, return Zhao Wuji? Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School is at this level."

"It's really disappointing. Tell me, how much did you buy?"

"You thought it was a dark horse? So it's at this level?"

"..."

Snacks of ridicule penetrated into Zhao Wou-ki's ears, but the young man's mentality was indeed better, and his expression didn't change at all.

Zhao Wou-ki silently changed another racket, and then rubbed his right wrist to relieve the pain from the ball just now.

However, his eyes are fiery and full of fighting spirit, which also shows that he will not give up this game.

Yuze frowned, feeling that he still overestimated this Zao Wou-ki.

Since this is the case, why did Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School choose to replace him in this way?

Or is Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School confident in winning the doubles game?
Thinking of this, Yuze's usual indifferent face showed a hint of sarcasm, feeling that Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School was a little too naive.

You know, relying on singles, it is really possible for Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School to win their Yujing Middle School in the same way that they defeated Yanjing Middle School.

However, since they chose this method, Yujing Middle School could only accept the semi-final victory with tears in their eyes!

After a brief relief, Zao Wou-ki re-sent the ball, this time still with his left hand.

"boom."

Still the sun beam.

The extreme yellow beam flashed past.

However, Yuze no longer intends to waste time after all, so his body is no longer a simple earth fire mood.

The quadruple artistic conception rises.

In an instant, thunder billowed from the sky, flames from the earth extinguished, the sun soared, and the void was annihilated!
With this ball, the moment Yuze swung his racket, thunder burst out.

boom.

The tennis ball that fell from the sky was crushed down with extreme speed and unbelievable mania.

In an instant, Zao Wou-ki was oppressed on the spot and unable to move, a thunderbolt and lightning fell on him and instantly paralyzed him.

It hurts.

so numb...

At this moment, Zao Wou-ki was really suffering and couldn't tell.

"0-30."

Followed by.

boom.

Soaring.

This ball directly blasted Zhao Wou-ki into the sky, and he couldn't fall down for a long time.

"0-40."

boom.

This ball was annihilation, it directly smashed the racket in Zao Wou-ki's hand into pieces.

"1-0."

boom.

"2-0."

boom.

……

In just 10 minutes, Zao Wou-ki was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, completely powerless to fight back.

Obviously, he lost this game completely and was directly blocked 6-0.

Moreover, under Yu Ze's incomparably powerful offensive, although Zhao Wou-ki was still panting, he also had quite a few scars on his body.

It's just that this person is happy, he is very satisfied to be able to play against a master like Yuze, at least he can feel that he has grown.

Zhang Cheng and his group helped him down, and then turned their heads to look at Du Fei and Jiang Chen.

"Go warm up, the next set is very important."

Watching the two people leave the main court, Zhang Cheng's eyes turned to Situ without a trace.

The results of Du Fei and Jiang Chen are very important, but Zhang Cheng believes in Situ even more at this moment.

It is possible that this young man who just crawled out of hell is the one who can surprise them!
(End of this chapter)