Net King System of Tennis

Chapter 41 Special memory space

late at night.

Zhang Cheng, who was lying on the bed, picked up the delicate racket and put it in front of his eyes.

With the help of moonlight, the racket that he hadn't been able to look at during the day was displayed vividly in front of his eyes.

good looking.

fine.

This was Zhang Cheng's first feeling.

The golden border line is mixed with lightning patterns, and the handle is full of cold light like a sharp sword coming out of the body.

Zhang Cheng didn't know whether this racket was so exquisite because of Huang Tu's maintenance and repair, or if it was just him.

After all, this is the racket used by Cheng Dong, the No.1 player in China, when he was young.

When Zhang Cheng came back from playing the underground court, he checked it on the Internet.

This Master Cheng Dong is not simple.

At only 13 years old, he won the national championship on behalf of Yujing No. [-] Middle School, and was selected into the National Youth Team the following year.

After three years of growth, he won the National Games and World Games consecutively, and thus started his journey to the World Championships.

This year, he is only 28 years old, but he is already pregnant with two Grand Slams. He has entered the top ten in the world rankings and ranked ninth. He is the No.1 in the true sense of the entire Huaguo tennis world.

Returning to the racket, Zhang Cheng calmed down, and when his spirit and body were at their peak, Zhang Cheng then spoke to Xiao Wang:
"Began to recycle the spiritual will on the special racket."

A strange wave came from the racket, and was sucked into the body along Zhang Cheng's arm. Zhang Cheng himself didn't know how long it had passed, and he woke up with a ding.

In his hand, the mysterious racket was still tightly gripped. Zhang Cheng glanced at the racket and found that there was no change in appearance. Perhaps the only change was that it lost that instinctive attraction at first glance.

"Student Wang, check the results."

Soon, under the basic five-dimensional attribute panel, in the row of the item bar, behind the light hitting ball-destruction experience card and the black battle ax experience card, a line of words caught the eye.

Special memory space: (10/10)

Zhang Cheng's eyes froze. It was a surprise that this special memory space could be used ten times. After all, even a memory disc is only a one-time item.

It's just that such a generous reward also made him feel a little uneasy, but Zhang Cheng couldn't tell.

"Are you entering a special memory space?"

Classmate Xiao Wang's cold mechanical voice sounded.

Zhang Cheng thought about it, and then decided to go in and take a look. Anyway, he had ten chances, so he first went to see what age group Cheng Dong was at that time.

"Enter."

"The host enters the special memory space for the first time, and unknown dangers may occur, whether to confirm the entry."

Xiao Wang's reminder made Zhang Cheng fall into deep thought, which made him instantly recall the experience of entering the memory disc for the first time.

That time, he slept for a whole day and two nights.

Turning his head, he looked at the alarm clock. At 11:32, Zhang Cheng thought about it and set an alarm clock for [-]:[-] tomorrow morning.

Then I turned on the alarm clock on my phone, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

He said silently in his heart to confirm the entry, and then, a familiar sense of distortion reappeared, and when he opened his eyes, the scene had already changed.

In front of him, it was not the tennis court by the river that Zhang Cheng was familiar with. There was no golden sunset and warm river wind, but a dilapidated dojo and an old bell.

"Clap clap clap."

A familiar voice came, it was the sound of a tennis racket on the ground.

Zhang Cheng turned his head, only to find that he was already standing in a tennis court, holding his silver-gray racket, opposite, a tall young man with a handsome face and shaved hair was holding a tennis ball in his hand. look at him.

The young man probably, the racket in his right hand is that exquisite mysterious racket.

From the looks of it, this young man was the Great God Cheng Dong when he was young.

Master Cheng Dong didn't speak at all. He saw Zhang Cheng turn his head and toss the tennis ball directly, and then swung down the exquisite and mysterious racket.

Zhang Cheng suddenly felt a stabbing pain, and the tennis ball in front of him turned into a sharp sword at that moment and pierced through it.

poet.

Ranger.

A sense of contradiction came over me.

However, the most frightening thing was that Zhang Cheng found that he couldn't move at all. The sharp sword pierced the sky in an instant, and slashed at the suppressed Zhang Cheng in just a split second.

An illusory shadow appeared behind the Great God Cheng Dong, and Zhang Cheng only had time to take a look at it before his spirit was cut by the sharp sword and he exited this special memory space.

"what."

Zhang Cheng suddenly woke up from the bed and sat up, his whole body was drenched in cold sweat, and he breathed in the air frantically to get rid of the strong suffocation.

There was a stabbing pain in his head, and even Zhang Cheng could feel the memory loss of that moment.

so horrible!

Half an hour later, Zhang Cheng slowly regained his composure, took a sip of the cool white on the table, and calmed down a bit.

Mind fretting, there is a special memory space in the item bar: (9/10).

Sure enough, has it been missing once!
Zhang Cheng's face was full of bitterness, he could feel his mental weakness and powerlessness.

On the line of spirit on the five-dimensional attribute panel, the spirit that was originally sealed is now suddenly added with a weak state.

He was beheaded by God Cheng Dong in that special memory space just now!
Turning around, the alarm clock on the table was only 12:[-], which meant that he had only stayed in that special memory space for less than half an hour.

Zhang Cheng took out his mobile phone, and checked the record and experience of the Great God Cheng Dong again.

Suddenly, a wave of information was printed into his mind.

At the age of 17, Cheng Dong won his first World Championship, and then started his wandering journey around the world as a ranger.

Starting from the Black Bear Country, and then all the way to the east, there are a total of 30 countries, including many tennis powers like Germany and France.

Moreover, foreign countries are not like domestic ones. For self-defense, Master Cheng Dong not only carries a pair of rackets, but also carries a sharp sword on his back.

I heard from those defeated opponents that the sharp sword is called Qinglian Jiange, which is the same name as Cheng Dong's Dao of Tennis.

The only wonderful match was the world-ranked 32 Bu Yao-Bilian from Maple Leaf Country he met during his wandering trip.

That battle was fought on a cruise ship, and it was very exciting. I heard that Master Cheng Dong chopped Bilian's tennis heart with a sword, and within the next month, Bu Yao-Bilian announced his retirement.

And at the time at sea, a huge kun was on the bilge of the cruise ship, trying to sneak attack them. However, following Master Cheng Dong's Qinglian sword song, that day, the Taiping Sea was stained with blood!

The following is the story after the age of 19. Zhang Cheng did not continue to investigate, and gently put down the phone, Zhang Cheng fell into deep thought.

The Great Master Cheng Dong is already a world-class professional player, and his ranking is at least in the top [-].

That sword.

Even in the memory space, Zhang Cheng could feel the terror.

Moreover, the phantom that Zhang Cheng saw at the end was undoubtedly the incarnation of Cheng Dong's way of tennis, and it had even been born out of himself and integrated into every shot.

Divided by the realm of Wang Wang system, it is undoubtedly the four stages of different dimensions, or the four stages of Asura Shinto, the seamless advanced type, the unparalleled and impermanent.

Zhang Cheng didn't complain about the loss. After all, in front of such a powerful force, he was only mentally weakened, which was already extremely lucky.

You know, professional players who are as strong as Bu Yao-Bilian have all been beaten and retired by this trick.

But it also made him understand that it is better not to enter this special memory space before entering another dimension.

And it's not that Zhang Cheng didn't gain anything, at least, after seeing that sword, he had a little more understanding of his tennis skills.

That sword is undoubtedly the pinnacle of the aura of skills, Zhang Cheng can feel that within a month, his aura of skills will definitely be advanced and become a force.

After figuring this out, Zhang Cheng suddenly became clear-eyed. Feeling his body was sticky, he frowned and got up directly.

Take a bath first, and then carefully understand the harvest this time.

As soon as he got up, Zhang Cheng realized that something was wrong. Sure enough, the weak spirit was still fed back to his physical body, and he was a little weak at this moment.

Going out with a frail body, just about to open the bathroom door, but the door opened from the inside.

Xiao Daimeng, who was in good spirits, met the frail Zhang Cheng face to face.

Looking at Zhang Cheng who was weak and sweating profusely, Xiao Daimeng frowned, covered her nose, and walked past Zhang Cheng with a look of disgust.

"Brother, why don't you sleep at night?"

"It's nothing, I can do some exercise."

Zhang Cheng turned his head to look at Xiao Daimeng, and directly said unkindly: "It's you who started staying up late again?"

"Humph."

Xiaodaimeng pursed her mouth, and then looked at Zhang Cheng carefully. Seeing Zhang Cheng's pale face and powerless body, her eyes were startled, as if she had thought of something, she panicked and said:

"Brother, you're still young, you need to be restrained."

After finishing speaking, he quickly turned around and went back to the room, closing the door with a snap.

"control?"

Zhang Cheng was stunned for a moment.

Moderate what?
Is it normal to sweat while exercising?

Ignoring her, Zhang Cheng turned around and went to the bathroom, took a shower for 10 minutes and came out.

Seeing that the lights in Xiaodumeng's room were still on, he frowned and felt displeased. Just as he walked to the door, he heard a crackling keyboard and a voice that didn't sound very clear.

What kind of shit!
There is a man named Li Liang.

He also greeted other people's mothers very politely!

Are you in good health?
Do you want to play elegant?

Zhang Cheng thought about it, after all, Xiao Daimeng was laning for him, let's talk about her tomorrow.

Turning around, he also returned to the room, sitting at the table and writing something in a notebook.

"Kendo~"

"Resemblance in spirit ~ similarity in shape first!"

"Qinglian Sword Song."

"Heroes go."

"Imitation and absorption."

"..."

So the next day, when Zhang Cheng came to the tennis club, Tensor and the others were astonished to find that apart from his frail appearance, Zhang Cheng was also carrying a wooden sword behind his back.

The wooden sword is 1.2 meters long and two fingers wide. He sharpened it himself with a kitchen knife.

According to Zhang Cheng.

This wooden sword is called Chi Honglian!
　Seeking investment, seeking collection, thank you!
　　One more chapter tonight!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)