Net King System of Tennis

Chapter 26 Data Tennis
"Game Zhang Cheng vs. Du Fei, at the end of the set, Zhang Cheng serves."

With Wu Gang's sentencing, this official competition officially started.

clap clap.

Zhang Cheng patted the tennis ball lightly, and then a strangeness flashed in his eyes.

Just in time, the heavy cannon serve that I just got can be taken out.

"boom."

The tennis ball sprayed flames, and a huge roar sounded.

Du Fei instinctively moved towards the bouncing tennis racket, and then said, "Crack."

His right hand trembled, and the orange racket fell out of his hand and hit the ground.

"15-0."

Zhang Cheng smiled, the heavy artillery serve is a kind of serve that contains the power of the inside, that is, Zhang Cheng's power has not broken through 5, otherwise the power of this ball will be stronger.

Du Fei silently picked up his racket, raised his glasses, and looked at Zhang Cheng with serious eyes.

In his data, Zhang Cheng's three-dimensional basic value is very average, so he instinctively ignored Zhang Cheng's average three-dimensional value is very high.

However, this ball.

"Power 4.9, speed Mach 0.3, spin none, angle 73 degrees tilt."

Du Fei completed the data analysis the moment he caught the ball.

"Senior, it's done."

"boom."

It was another heavy serve, and Du Fei still chose to swing the ball to catch the ball.

"boom."

Huge force hit the racket, Du Fei chose to catch the ball with both hands this time, so after a brief stalemate, Du Fei hit the ball back.

As expected of the deputy head of the Tennis Department, Zhang Cheng knew that there was no skill at all in the heavy artillery serve, and it was crushed by pure strength, but it was easy to be hit back.

But what about this ball?

Zhang Cheng pressed down on the racket, and in an instant, the silver-gray racket was swung horizontally.

The dragon of the triple counterattack rises!
The mustard tennis ball was hit back with a strong spin. Du Fei knew this ball, so he chose to let the tennis ball fly for a while.

boom.

The tennis ball spun around and bounced on the ground. Just as it was about to bounce and flew towards Zhang Cheng, Du Fei's racket was already on the path.

"boom."

Borrowing strength, the tennis ball hits back.

Du Fei has long been prepared, the ball's landing point is in his data, and he has several plans to deal with this ball.

however.

"Out of bounds, 30-0."

Zhang Cheng's dragon head is not that simple. The tennis ball with the inner spin applied has no downward inclination in the process of flying back.

Du Fei just touched the tennis ball with Zhang Cheng's strength. If he wants to fight back, he needs to use more skills, and he needs to use his skills at the moment he touches the ball.

"Skill correction, dip down 45 degrees."

Zhang Cheng didn't speak, and took out another tennis ball. This time, it was magical!
Countless tennis phantoms appeared in front of Du Fei's eyes, but he did not panic at all, instead his eyes were full of confidence.

Zhang Cheng's shot is very strange, but the only disadvantage is that it is easy to be seen through by those with good eyesight and strong spirit.

And he, Du Fei, happened to be the latter.

"Landing to the bottom line, the rebound angle is 23 degrees, and the skill in it is first-level."

The moment the mustard tennis ball bounced, Du Fei caught it. Seeing that the tennis ball was about to roll around on the racket, Du Fei calmly pressed down on the racket, and then a sliced ​​ball canceled out the weird spin. Zhang Cheng The magic illusion has been shattered!
"Spirit."

Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes, and immediately noticed the scattered mental lines around Du Fei.

Although his spirit has been sealed, it can be seen that his spirit is as high as 5 points. Du Fei's spirit is at least [-] points. This deputy minister does not only rely on data tennis!
"boom."

A powerful field erupted instantly, and then Zhang Cheng sucked the mustard tennis ball over, opening Zhang Cheng's field.

"The probability of the corner line is 80.00%, and the probability of backhand hitting is [-]%."

Du Fei was still calculating, and then received a counterattack from Zhang Cheng on the sideline of the bottom corner, and then hit a backhand corner kick.

however.

After a strong spin, the tennis ball flew to the side of Zhang Cheng again, and hit the tennis ball back with a backhand.

"The probability of hitting the net is 70.00%, and the probability of short ball is [-]%."

A gleam flashed in Du Fei's eyes, and then he went online quickly, however.

The tennis ball that flew over did not bounce, and the strong rotation caused the tennis ball to roll towards the net.

Zero chipping.

Also called, zero-style short ball.

"Game Zhang Cheng, 1-0, switch venues."

Du Fei froze in place, looking at the tennis ball that hadn't bounced and remained silent.

This ball is not the same as Feiyan's return to the nest. Feiyan bounced up a centimeter after returning to the nest. This ball really didn't bounce at all.

And because it is very close to the net, this ball can only be used as a volley in front of the net, but what about a lob?

Du Fei raised his glasses calmly, then changed places with Zhang Cheng in silence.

The moment he passed by, Zhang Cheng seemed to hear Du Fei's whisper.

Hidden very deep.

Tibetan?
Hehe, it just became stronger again!
Naturally, Zhang Cheng would not tell Du Fei that in his eyes, Deputy Du is only worth two points of experience.

The sidelines were filled with people unconsciously.

Tensor's expression was a bit dignified. Sure enough, he was right not to make a shot. He didn't have the skills to break this short ball, so he could only force it.

"Brother Cheng, is he going to win?"

As Zhang Cheng's number one fanboy, Jiang Chen suddenly became excited.

Even Deputy Minister Du Fei is no match, so Minister Tensor is next.

Thinking of this, Jiang Chen looked at Tensor maliciously, causing the latter's face to darken immediately.

On the other side, Xiang Yang's face flushed, and he took a video camera to shoot Zhang Cheng fiercely.

Good guy, this week's No. [-] hot search is here again. Seeing this short ball that didn't bounce made his blood boil, and he even thought of the title.

"The man in double row with the earth, a short ball that can't be bounced, understand?"

This year, he, Xiang Yang, will surely win the title of Gold Medal Editor-in-Chief, and then he can invite Zhang Datian to have a meal.

Xiang Yang thought so.

"Wow, Xiaoxin, your brother is too strong."

Zhang Ranran was stunned and pulled Xiao Daimeng next to her.

this ball?

This ball is outrageous.

Rolling tennis balls on the spot for her is not so standard.

"My brother is number one in the world, as it should be."

Xiaodaimeng has been fighting with the keyboard duo these days, and the praise of Zhang Cheng has reached the point of deliriousness.

To her, anyone who flatters his brother is a friend.

Otherwise, if you are on the line, you will not accept it and argue.

"I just don't know if your brother can win, but Brother Du Fei still has some special skills that he hasn't used yet!"

Zhang Ranran remained objective and calm. As Zhang Liang's younger sister, he was very familiar with Du Fei and often saw his brother playing with Du Fei.

"Do you want to lane with me?"

Xiaodaimeng's face darkened, and his tone was quiet.

"No way!"

Zhang Ranran immediately coaxed Xiao Daimeng with her arms around her, but seeing her unfriendly eyes, she still shouted against her will:
"Zhang Cheng is awesome, number one in the world."

Xiaodaimeng smiled immediately, yes, as long as you like my brother, then we are friends.

On the field, Du Fei served the ball, and after pushing his glasses, a faint light flashed in Du Fei's eyes.

At the end of the game, the data is almost collected.

Looking up, Du Fei looked at Zhang Cheng, with a strange smile on the corner of his mouth.

"boom."

The mustard tennis ball flew towards Zhang Cheng and landed at Zhang Cheng's feet.

Zhang Cheng moved sideways slightly, and swung his right hand out instantly.

Ok?
Looking up, Du Fei had already appeared in front of the net, his eyes became sharp.

"The dead corner on the left."

A backhand swing, which is a pumping shot.

Zhang Cheng rushed over in an instant and lobbed a backhand.

The tall figure blocked Zhang Cheng's sight, only to hear the tennis ball hit the ground behind Zhang Cheng's back with a bang.

"15-0."

Zhang Cheng smiled, good guy, he actually used the sun's perspective to complete his data tennis.

This ball was his carelessness!
"Forehand probability 80.00%, backhand lob 50.00%."

Du Fei sent another ball and then went straight to the net.

"Useless trick."

Zhang Cheng's eyes were filled with golden light, and the eagle's eye was activated instantly. Looking at Du Fei who was rushing towards the net, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"boom."

The eagle hits the sky.

The mustard tennis ball drew a perfect parabola in mid-air and flew towards the corner line behind Du Fei. At this moment, it was like a miracle.

Too high.

This ball is simply too high.

"15-15."

"It showed up and hit the super high lob I had back then."

Except for a net sports enthusiast like Jiang Chen with amazing jumping ability who can catch this ball, Du Fei can't do anything about it.

He jumped up, but didn't reach.

Du Fei returned to the bottom corner silently. He had already covered Zhang Cheng's sight with this ball, but he did not expect that his lob was so high and accurate.

"Data correction, broad vision."

"boom."

The dragon looked up.

Du Fei wanted to step forward to intercept, but the upward ninety-degree dragon raised his head, which made him unable to react.

"15-30."

Subsequently.

With a zero-style short ball and a flying swallow return, Du Fei ended his serve.

"Game, Zhang Cheng, 2-0."

"Du Fei was suppressed."

Off the court, Yang Guofu's face was full of dignity.

He was also in the same class as Du Fei, so he had some understanding of Du Fei's strength.

The key is that Du Fei's stat tennis was overwhelmed by Zhang Cheng's strange spin field.

Those so-called blind corners of Zhang Cheng all failed under the unreasonable Zhang Cheng's domain, but Du Fei had no way to break through this kind of scene.

"boom."

"Game Zhang Cheng, 3-0, switch venues."

This time there is a 120-second rest period for switching venues.

Zhang Cheng held the racket and sat next to Jiang Chen, while on the other side were Coach Shen and Tensor and others behind him.

"Brother Cheng, drink water."

A bottle of energy drink was handed over to Zhang Cheng, and looking back, Jiang Chen's face was full of excitement.

Zhang Cheng was naturally not polite. Although he didn't consume much, he still took two sips and looked to the other side.

Du Fei didn't show any disappointment on his face, instead he turned his head and looked at Zhang Cheng.

Don't worry, the fun has just begun!
Zhang Cheng turned his head, then closed his eyes and squinted for a while.

good show?

It should be the mental power entwined on the court!

The corner of Zhang Cheng's mouth curled up a bit weirdly, playing mental tennis with him?

The spirit of up to seven points teaches you to be a human being.

"The game has started, please take your place."

120 seconds passed by.

Zhang Cheng suddenly opened his eyes, and then walked towards the court.

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(End of this chapter)