Net King System of Tennis

Chapter 50 The Snow Emperor
Seven o'clock in the evening.

On the big square of Green and Park.

Zhang Cheng waited for half an hour before Situ emerged from a group of square dancers.

Seeing Zhang Cheng's expression was weird.Situ said without a red face, "warm up."

"It's cool." Zhang Cheng joked.

"You fart, I, Situ, are not that kind of person."

"There's nothing to be shy about. These old girls still have charm, but they're also quite pretty. It's normal for a teenager like you to be unable to resist the temptation. Brother can understand."

Zhang Cheng patted Situ on the shoulder, and immediately his face turned red with embarrassment and he didn't speak any more.

If it weren't for Zhang Cheng's only interest in the elder sister, in fact, he also wanted to get in and be taken advantage of by others.

The two walked side by side, and soon came to the mysterious public toilet, but to their surprise, a person who surprised Zhang Cheng walked out of the toilet.

Ewing.

Maruko's brother.

Why is he here?

Zhang Cheng and Situ looked at each other and stopped. Obviously, Zhang Cheng could feel that Ewing froze when he saw him.

There are oddities.

Is this person too?

Zhang Cheng didn't say hello. After all, the two of them didn't know each other well. However, there were people around, so he and Situ could only walk around the public toilet a few times.

One lap, people are still there.

Three laps, people are still there.

After five laps, Zhang Cheng looked at Ewing who was still next to the toilet and smiled.

"Brother, let's go in together, don't turn around."

Ewing also understands.

Otherwise, who is going around in circles next to the public toilet at night!
In the dark underground passage, three people walked forward wearing half-face masks and turning on the lights of their mobile phones.

None of the three said anything, and after giving the gatekeeper their identity information, they all walked into the noisy and violent underground court.

As soon as he entered, Ewing turned around and didn't know where he was going. Zhang Cheng didn't care about this, and turned and walked towards the girl at the bar who had already become rich.

"His Royal Highness, welcome."

The girl at the bar is no longer the girl who once hesitated to dig out from the bottom for 2 yuan.

Now she has a big gold chain and a small watch, a string of gold earrings on her ears, even the ties on her head are made of gold, and her nail polish is mixed with gold powder.

As soon as she saw Zhang Cheng, the girl at the bar had a golden light in her eyes. That was a sign of money!
"Whatever service His Royal Highness needs, my little sister will definitely satisfy."

Zhang Cheng was very straightforward, and directly transferred 50, "No. 50 stadium, sign up."

As soon as this was said, the eyes of the young girl at the bar lit up, she registered Zhang Cheng without haste, and then ruthlessly bet on His Highness the Prince.

Correct.

That's right, it's Stud!
Although Zhang Cheng, the code name of the prince, has become very famous in the underground stadium because of his winning streak, the odds have dropped to less than double.

However, for the little girl at the bar, His Royal Highness is so stable, she has never lost since the beginning of the game.

Situ next to him frowned, and also gave Zhang Cheng 500 million.

He didn't mean anything else, he just wanted to support his brother.

"You don't sign up?"

Zhang Cheng looked at Situ with strange eyes.

"No hurry, you go first."

Situ felt a hint of malice, so he waved his hand.

Ha ha.

Zhang Cheng laughed. Originally, he was planning to snipe Situ to repay the revenge of the daytime reverse, but he didn't expect to be seen through.

In this way, he was no longer persistent, turned around and walked towards the NO.50 stadium.

There are still eleven games left in the first stage of the Underground Emperor mission, and with the addition of entering the top ten courts in the second stage, Zhang Cheng is going to complete this mission tonight!

Whether it's the experience card mall or the second stage of light hitting, Zhang Cheng actually wants it all.

Moreover, tonight he had originally planned to use a Light Hitting-Destruction experience card, one for one, absolutely no loss.

a long time.

After waiting for half an hour, Zhang Cheng finally heard his name.

As soon as he entered the court, the noisy NO.50 stadium suddenly became quiet, and then, in unison, all shouted loudly:
"Prince, prince,~~"

After all, in the past month, Zhang Cheng has won hundreds of consecutive victories in the NO.50 stadium.

Originally, he was considered a multi-millionaire, but the last time he studd Situ once, he lost all his underpants. Since then, he has never bet on Situ's game.

"Prince vs Thousand Hands Shura, the match begins."

In just 3 minutes, Qianshou Shura was beaten so deliriously by Zhang Cheng that he carried him down.

Suddenly, the shouts became louder.

There are also voices of some gamblers.

"I'm free, you can do whatever you want, Prince, come on."

"Wait, I'll go to the front desk to place a bet."

"His Royal Highness, I will press you for 1 minute to resolve the battle."

Of course, there were also some reverse bets on Zhang Cheng with brain congestion. Immediately, after a few minutes, he became delirious and kept muttering:

"Too fast, really too fast."

Come fast, go fast.

Perhaps, this is the charm of the underground court.

after an hour.

Zhang Cheng played a total of ten games, with an average of 10 minutes per set, and Zhang Cheng's income in each subsequent game was 100%.

but.

Seeing that there was only one game left, Zhang Cheng smiled and rejected the invitation for the last game and then stepped off the stage.

Returning to the bar, Zhang Cheng took back his profits from the girl at the bar, and then took out 91 to the girl at the bar.

"Sign me up for Court 91, as soon as possible."

The girl at the bar was stunned for a moment. She had made a lot of money with a bright smile, but she was stunned when she heard Zhang Cheng's words, and said hesitantly:

"Your Highness, don't you think about it anymore? The people in the top ten courts are all very strong, and~~"

"Don't think about it, sign up for me."

Zhang Cheng interrupted what the girl at the bar was about to say, then turned around and walked towards No.90 Court No. [-].

He has not been to the former No. 1 stadium, and he heard that tickets are required to enter the former No. [-] stadium, and a ticket is [-] yuan.

The dark iron-colored door opened quietly, and Zhang Cheng stepped in slowly.

Unlike the outside, there is no such noise in the No. 91 stadium, and there is no such chaos here.

In the center is a court surrounded by iron nets, surrounded by crimson soft sofas.

At this moment, there were already some rich-looking rich people sitting on the sofa.

Everyone was holding a glass of red wine, shaking, looking like a decent person.

But like Zhang Cheng, everyone here wears half masks.

"Woohoo, someone is coming!"

After a cheer, Zhang Cheng saw a tall and thin figure standing up on the tennis court in the center.

It was still a half-face mask, but Zhang Cheng noticed the mole on the corner of the tall and thin boy's mouth.

Ok?
interesting.

This seems to be an acquaintance!
"Code Prince, please enter the stadium."

Following the guidance of the waiter, the gate in the center of the stadium was opened.

Zhang Cheng walked in, and then the iron gate was locked. The rules are the same as before, only one person can go out here.

"Prince vs. Snow Emperor, the match is over."

"Guess right."

The tall and thin teenager Xue Di and Zhang Cheng walked to the China Open together, and Xue Di transferred the filming.

"I want to be right." Zhang Cheng said.

As the racket landed, Xue Di's cold voice sounded: "Good luck, I won."

The two reached the bottom line at the same time, Xue Di lightly patted the tennis ball twice, then threw the ball and swung the racket.

"boom."

A chill hit his face, Zhang Cheng's pupils shrank, and the tennis ball in his eyes was enveloped by a thick jet-black force, and then the snowflakes withered.

This is power.

Incorporating Snowflake's skills.

The tennis ball landed at Zhang Cheng's feet without bouncing up, or it slipped out.

Although this ball was not as good as the zero-style serve, it was almost as good as Keigo Atobe's Tan Huaiser serve that Zhang Cheng knew.

"15-0."

There was no referee, and Xuedi on the opposite side made the verdict by himself.

Zhang Cheng smiled, and dismissed the idea of ​​using the light hitting ball-destruction experience card.

Originally, he planned to solve the game directly in one round, but now it seems that the front No. [-] court is a bit different from what he imagined.

Moreover, Zhang Cheng himself wanted to have a good fight with this familiar man.

"boom."

"30-0."

"boom."

"..."

"Game Snow Emperor, 1-0."

Four serves, Xue Di won his serve directly.

Zhang Cheng tried to hit back, but found that although this kind of serve was different from his zero-style serve, it was not so easy to hit back.

If it is said that the zero-style serve uses the ground-hitting rule of the serve game, so the serve that cannot be bounced is very unsolvable.

As strong as Li Xingyun, he just wanted to overturn the turf where he landed and hit the ball back the moment it hit the ground.

But after trying it out, he found that this method was not advisable.

Limited by the serving rules, the serve must be bounced off the ground before the return can be made, otherwise it will be deemed a violation.

And this Snow Emperor's serve is different from the zero-style serve. Its speed is very fast. Although it is sliding out, it has bounced off the ground, but the distance is very small. In fact, it is not easy to fight back.

Zhang Cheng tried several times, but every time the racket was a little bit worse.

After all, it is a serving skill that incorporates the momentum of snowflakes. Tennis in this world is not that simple.

There were several exclamations from around, and from those voices, Zhang Cheng knew that such a serve is called Xuezou.

Zhang Cheng took a deep breath, then lightly tossed the tennis ball.

"Snapped."

There is nothing fancy, some are just unpretentious and can't be played.

"15-0."

Looking at the surroundings and Xuedi's astonished eyes, Zhang Cheng also softly pronounced the sentence.

Xue Di's expression changed, and his eyes became serious.

This ball, without any bells and whistles, is purely relying on extremely exquisite skills and amazing proficiency in backspin.

However, he couldn't hit this ball back!
"boom."

"30-0."

"boom."

"40-0."

"boom."

"Prince Game, 1-1."

The two played 1:1 in the underground court in the way of the main game.

The surroundings were completely silent, and on the field, the two people looked solemn and became serious!

　[-] characters, that's all for today, save some points and explode the day after tomorrow!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)