Net King System of Tennis

Chapter 315 Stand Up For Me

An hour later, watching the 6-2 score on the sidelines, Monroe's face was as ugly as eating shit.

Lost.

He lost the first set of the best-of-five set.

And with such a big score, they lost without any power to fight back.

Looking up, Monroe looked at Cheng Dong, who was calm and smiling.

hateful.

This person is really going to beat him into shit!

"Come on, Misshet!"

From Cheng Dong's mouth shape, Monroe felt insulted.

However, looking at the score on the sidelines, he couldn't hold back a word.

Fuck his grandma, when did this Cheng Dong become so fierce.

In that game just now, Cheng Dong gave him the feeling that he was not inferior to the top three players in the world.

No.

It can even be said that it is not inferior to Master Fermat.

Monroe's eyes were full of shock, and he couldn't believe this thought.

He really couldn't figure out why this Cheng Dong had become so powerful after only two years of absence.

Where did he get his special training?

Monroe's head is full of question marks at the moment!
But seeing that Cheng Dong had already walked to the sidelines and sat down, he could only walk on with a straight face.

Best of five sets, with a 2-minute break between each set and a 10-minute break from the end of the third set.

But judging from Cheng Dong's current fiery state, this Monroe has a high probability of being swept by 10-[-], and he can't experience the [-]-minute rest time.

On the sidelines, everyone was cheering for Master Cheng Dong. After all, if he could lift the championship trophy on his own court this year, it would undoubtedly be the most perfect.

This is also one of the purposes of Cheng Dong's competition.

After all, compared with personal honor, national honor always comes first.

And Cheng Dong was undoubtedly that patriotic young man.

But if it was Zhang Cheng, he would win the championship at this World Games regardless of the cost.

"too strong."

Next to Zhang Cheng, Tensor was dumbfounded at the moment, completely no longer calm as before.

The first set between Cheng Dong and Monroe completely refreshed his world view, making him feel that tennis can still be played like this.

"It's not serious yet."

Zhang Cheng curled his lips, his face full of calmness.

He knew exactly how strong his Uncle Dong was, and this first set was just a mutual test between the two of them.

Of course, maybe this Monroe may have used some real skills, but his Uncle Dong is definitely just a warm-up exercise.

You know, his Uncle Dong is really ruthless, even his legendary grandma can be tough for a few rounds.

And how strong is his legendary grandma?

Hehe, Zhang Cheng thinks that he might be able to beat several Nanjiro.

After all, although Nanjiro made him feel invincible, he was still a person.

And his grandma...

Zhang Cheng's words surprised Tensor again.

He didn't expect that Zhang Cheng didn't take it seriously in the eyes of Zhang Cheng who played so fiercely in the first set?

If you look at it this way, then what would these two people look like if they were serious.

Really a racket for a court?
In fact, for this World Games, the main court of the Bird's Nest Stadium has changed its materials.

Regardless of whether it was artificial turf or the net post, at least if it was placed in Zhang Cheng's national competition finals, Zhang Cheng's last ball would definitely not sink half of the court by ten meters.

You know, even this fierce first set was nothing more than just brushing a few turfs.

"Look carefully, study hard, after all, you may not be able to come back yet?"

Zhang Cheng patted Zhang Liang on the shoulder and sighed.

He didn't expect that this tensor would not give up and insisted on visiting his legendary grandma after the World Games.

You know, this time he is alone, without his Uncle Dong's help, can this tensor stop his grandma's shot?

Zhang Cheng was a little curious, but still thought it was time to show Tensor the cemetery.

Might be able to use it soon!

Tensor naturally didn't understand the meaning of Zhang Cheng's words, but this moment did make his heart twitch, and he felt an inexplicable malice.

But after all, he seldom offends people, and he can only blame it on his narrow-mindedness. If he thinks too much, how can he think that there is a big crisis waiting for him ahead!

Soon, 2 minutes passed.

Cheng Dong and Monroe returned to the court at the same time, but compared to Cheng Dong who was relaxed and slightly contented, Monroe was undoubtedly more solemn at the moment.

Can't lose.

If he loses this game again, he might really be swept away [-]-[-].

As a result, Monroe, who still had some reservations in the first set, burst into full strength as soon as he entered the second set.

As Zhang Cheng guessed, in fact, the strength of each of the top ten tennis players in the world has reached ten points, or close to ten points.

However, even if it is the same ten points, the gap between everyone is still very huge.

Just like Cheng Dong and Monroe in the second set.

Even if Monroe tried his best to feed, the faith attack on the holy cloth on his body and the holy object in his hand could already change the natural environment, but it was useless.

Can't beat it.

Really can't beat it.

It wasn't until this time that Monroe came to his senses. He seemed as small as an ant in front of Cheng Dong.

It's 6-2 again.

And this is already Monroe's full strength.

And just now, the sacred object formed by faith in his hand was smashed to pieces by Cheng Dong.

In this game, he lost and lost again.

Monroe is numb at the moment.

And most importantly, Cheng Dong actually taunted him again when he won the second set.

"Garbage, eat shit, you!"

Mom sells batches.

Monroe lowered his lonely head, returned to the sidelines and sat down in despair.

At this moment, he didn't even dare to lift his head.

Because he was afraid that when he looked up, all he would see were sarcasm eyes.

But he guessed right, the 12 spectators present were looking at him sarcastically, as long as he dared to look up.

"Is Cheng Dong's strength too strong?"

Tensor raised doubts again.

"Hehe, it's just the tip of the iceberg."

Zhang Cheng was actually a little surprised, although he knew that Uncle Dong's strength was unfathomable, and after being honed in his hometown, his strength became more restrained.

However, such an easy two-to-zero match for the seventh-ranked Monroe in the world, Zhang Cheng still hadn't expected it.

From this point of view, his Uncle Dong's strength has really infinitely approached the top four four heavenly kings.

He even bragged a little more, exaggerated that his Uncle Dong's strength might not be inferior to that of Master Fermat.

So, 2 minutes later, when the third set started, Zhang Cheng knew without looking that this set might be faster.

After all, this Monroe's mentality has already collapsed, and he was beaten to death by his uncle Dong.

Sure enough, within half an hour, the score on the court became 6-0.

And what was even more frightening was that in this game, Monroe was beaten to the ground by his uncle Dong.

Therefore, the audience gave Monroe a rare word of encouragement, and the audience was in unison:
"Stand up!"

Monroe: Pawn!

(End of this chapter)