Net King System of Tennis

Chapter 71 The Growth of the Collective

December NO.12, Double Twelve Day.

The last day of training camp.

On the court, Zhang Cheng was fighting Feng Yuxiu.

Two-two practice is not just a pair practice, but a continuous practice during the next sleepover time.

What the two of them were holding was not a normal racket, but a cross-line racket, but compared with Zhang Cheng's easy-going appearance, Feng Yuxiu looked particularly Muggle.

"Snapped."

The mustard tennis ball bounced somewhere.

Feng Yuxiu glanced at the racket in his hand, the only two net cables were trembling crazily, he was the one who hit the ball flying just now.

However, compared with the previous two days, his ability to receive the ball is already a huge improvement.

Zhang Cheng walked to the net, watched Feng Yuxiu quietly and spit out a sentence:
"6-0, the game is over, Zhang Cheng wins."

Feng Yuxiu rolled his eyes and didn't speak. In the past few days, except for the day on the [-]th when he was able to score points in Zhang Cheng's hand with a normal racket, which one of the other times was not a zero block.

However, it has to be said that these few days of co-camp training has greatly contributed to his growth.

Before, except for Feng Yuxiu's spirit that reached four points, the other four-dimensional attributes could barely reach three points.

But now I dare not say anything else, he can feel that he has improved by at least 0.3 in terms of skills alone, and his control over power has also become stronger.

In the past, the ball he played with the power of three points was just like this, but now, the power of the ball he played can reach 3.5 or even higher.

This is the power of the sweet spot technique, even if he is just barely learned.

Therefore, Zhang Cheng has grown tremendously in the past few days, and he has successfully adapted to wearing underpants weighing 0.1 kilograms, which also caused his speed to really increase by [-] in the past few days.

Of course, the biggest growth is not the 0.1 increase in speed, but the fact that his skills have broken 6.

As the mastery of the sweet spot skill reaches 12%, his skill has also reached 6.1. Perhaps, after he fully masters the sweet spot skill and continues to advance the power of the skill, his skill may reach seven.

And seven points is the level for initially stepping into the career path.

Zhang Cheng turned his head to look at Ewing and the others on the other side, and then a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He took out a tennis ball from his pocket, and hit Ewing with it right in front of Feng Yuxiu's eyes.

"Big Iceberg, let's play a game."

Ewing naturally saw the ball, so he also picked up the cross-hair racket next to him, and shot at the ball.

Compared with Feng Yuxiu's level, which is not even a beginner's level, Ewing's sweet spot skills have obviously taken a step forward.

But not enough.

Ewing only felt a strange force coming from the tennis ball.

That's a no-brainer!

A realm of power control.

The tennis ball was bounced off, but it did fall into the hands of Tensor.

Feeling the impact from the ball, Tensor raised his brows, as if it was interesting!
"Come together."

How can you improve as fast as you practice hard on your own against a comparable opponent.

And to be honest, Zhang Cheng is somewhat interested in Ewing, whose skills are superior to his.

After all, Ewing's ability to break the sixth is because of a step forward in momentum, and this is exactly what Zhang Cheng currently lacks.

Ewing didn't speak, and after a glance with Tensor, he walked down with the racket.

Just as Zhang Cheng thought, Ewing naturally wanted to improve his skills from another angle.

Feng Yuxiu hurriedly ran to the high chair beside him and became the referee.

The other teammates on the court also stopped their sparring and surrounded Zhang Cheng.

Zhang Cheng vs Ewing.

This is an incredible showdown.

You know, the two of them are the two with the highest skills in the audience, so they can naturally learn a little bit for the onlookers.

"My brother will win." Xiaodaimeng shouted crazily while holding the red flag.

Zhang Ranran on the side was dressed the same as her, and also cheered for Zhang Cheng.

On the other side, it was Xiaowanzi who was unconvinced and encouraged Ewing: "My brother is number one in the world."

"My brother is the strongest junior high school student." Xiaodaimeng said.

"My brother has never lost." Xiaowanzi was not convinced.

"My brother has never lost." Xiaodumeng fought back again.

The two looked at each other, and suddenly lightning sparked.

On the side, the other two girls held their heads and sighed.

Usually, when complaining about my brother, I don't see you being lenient!
"One set decides the outcome, Zhang Cheng vs Ewing, guess right." Feng Yuxiu's referee performance was decent.

"No need, I'll let you go first." Zhang Cheng smiled.

However, Ewing didn't appreciate it and said, "My brother first."

"The older ones first."

"Shorter ones first."

Zhang Cheng raised his brows, woohoo, it's a personal attack.

"Then guess the boxing."

Ewing also nodded.

Two people, one scissors, one hammer.

"Good luck, you go first."

Zhang Cheng withdrew the hammer head and silently walked towards the bottom corner.

Ewing took out a tennis racket from his pocket and patted it. Then, the tennis ball was thrown high, and then he was seen to press down violently with the crosshair racket.

"boom."

The ball was not unpleasant, but Zhang Cheng didn't move.

"Out of bounds, 0-15."

Ewing froze, then glanced at the crosshair racket in his hand.

Sure enough, even if he has mastered it in training, it is still difficult to control his strength when he actually fights.

Ewing didn't speak, but quietly took out another tennis ball.

This time, his racket was pressed down more violently, and then the ball hit with a bang.

Zhang Cheng's eyes lit up and he played well.

As expected of a man whose skill was equal to his, this ball definitely crushed everyone except him.

Stepping back slightly, Zhang Cheng quietly swung the racket when the tennis ball bounced to a certain height.

No special effects were added, and Zhang Cheng's swing this time felt very ordinary.

Those present were only a few who could see the way of the ball.

And Ewing is one of them.

Take it lightly.

"boom."

The cross-hatch racket received a strong blow in an instant, but Ewing was Ewing after all, and he used the force to offset the powerful power contained in the tennis ball in an instant.

But, that's all. The tennis ball, which has lost its strength, bounced high in Ewing's hands.

Zhang Cheng had already jumped up, and the cross-hair racket in his hand was swung down in an instant.

"boom."

Smash points.

"0-30."

If it was a normal racket, Ewing might have counterattacked this smash, but the racket on his right hand did not support him to do so.

Ewing continued to serve. This time, Zhang Cheng could feel that he had changed, not only his eyes became sharper, but also the aura around him changed.

A chill suddenly rose, emanating from his racket like cold and merciless snowflakes.

then.

"boom."

A pitch-black arc crossed perfectly, and Zhang Cheng's eyes lit up, knowing that Ewing had finally reproduced his serve of blending power.

Snow go!

This ball was full of chilling coldness, and Zhang Cheng reached the end of the pitch-black trajectory in an instant.

"boom."

The wooden frame and the tennis ball collided, and the powerful force instantly made a reverse rebound.

There is no way, Xuezou's bouncing distance is too low, and he can only catch the ball with the frame of the racket, but in this case, there is no way to offset the power and spin on the tennis ball.

Just like Zhang Cheng's smash just now, Ewing on the opposite side didn't even have to stand up because of his height, and he completed this smash with a violent push of the racket.

"15-30."

Perhaps, this is the follow-up combo of Zhao Xue Zou, if he can fight back!
"Hey, let me see your tennis momentum."

Ewing returned to the service area and challenged Zhang Cheng.

But Zhang Cheng didn't say much, just pointed the racket at Ewing and accepted the challenge.

"boom."

It is still snow.

Then there is the surfing to meet the high bouncing tennis ball.

This time, Zhang Cheng also walked to the net and turned his back.

Ewing's eyes were full of fear, it's useless, you can't return this ball.

"boom."

avalanche.

Zhang Cheng only felt a cold and heavy force pressing on his racket, and then the brown bear was caught and hit back.

"Out of bounds, 30-30."

Zhang Cheng raised his right hand and looked at the crosshair racket.

The vibration of the two network cables bouncing back and forth.

It wasn't that there was something wrong with Zhang Cheng's arrest of the brown bear. After these few days of training, his mastery of the arrest of the brown bear had already been trained to 100%.

It's just that this smash is a smash that the brown bear can't fight back when caught in the net.

All the skill and power on the ball is hidden in the tennis ball.

And the arrest of the brown bear, which could not borrow the strength of the opponent, naturally failed, that is to say, Zhang Cheng's move was sealed by Ewing.

interesting.

Zhang Cheng returned to the corner half.

Sure enough, this was the duel he wanted.

In the eyes, a flash of sword light flashed, and the power like red fire was bred in Zhang Cheng's body.

"boom."

The snowflakes withered.

However, a flash of sword light suddenly cut through.

Ewing continued to smash, however, at this moment his expression finally changed.

One of the two net cables on the crosshair racket on his right hand was cut off, and then he found that his smash had deviated.

This is your tennis momentum!

"boom."

Zhang Cheng fought back again, and the tennis ball was bouncing between the two of them.

Obviously there is no flashy game development, but everyone present can feel the murderous aura coming from this duel.

Like a sword coming out of its sheath, like winter coming!
Tensor on the side held the racket in his hand tightly and fell into deep thought. Perhaps, it's time for him to take that step too!

"boom."

With Zhang Cheng hitting the ball again, the racket in Ewing's hand finally cracked due to the weight.

The two network cables were all stretched open, and this was done under the condition that he consciously used skill and force.

"30-40."

The two stopped, and Ewing glanced at the scrapped racket in his hand and didn't speak.

He has already seen Zhang Cheng's momentum, so the result of this duel is no longer important to him.

"I abstain." Ewing raised his hand.

However, Zhang Cheng smiled and said, "It's not over yet, so it's a draw."

Ewing didn't say anything more. After all, if the fight is really over, his Snow Power is actually more suitable for a protracted battle.

Moreover, with the mastery of this cross-line racket, Ewing also found that his skills have taken another step forward.

This is the most important!
The duel ended in a draw, and the onlookers resumed the duel with a heavy heart.

As for Xiaodimeng and Xiaowanzi, they both heaved a sigh of relief.

Even if it was a draw, at least we didn't lose!
On the other side, Situ approached Zhang Cheng again, and there was no need to say anything, so he just transferred [-], and then:
"Teach me how to play."

After all the money was transferred, Zhang Cheng was too embarrassed to refuse, and brought Situ to an empty court.

"I serve the ball, you catch the ball with the racket, and when you can return the ball to my satisfaction, you will officially practice."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Situ to answer, he directly threw the tennis ball in his hand.

"Snapped."

First ball, empty.

carry on.

After three goals in a row were all empty, Situ looked a little unhappy, and then happened to see Zhang Cheng who was opposite him took out an orange from nowhere and threw it up and down.

This ratio, you don't want to hit him with oranges, do you?
However, on the next ball, Situ successfully caught the tennis ball and hit it back.

"Good, go on."

Zhang Cheng threw an orange in one hand and a tennis ball in the other.

With the tossing of the oranges, Situ's catching of the ball became smoother and smoother.

So, oranges are the secret?

Zhang Cheng fell into deep thought.

Then I saw that the group of sparring people around them took an orange from nowhere.

A strange scene appeared.

Everyone was throwing oranges with one hand and hitting tennis balls with the other.

Then, they actually got the tennis ball.

Zhang Cheng was stunned. He took his oranges from the dining table while eating in the morning. At that time, the plate of oranges was only five or six.

so?
Where do their oranges come from?

Of course, it's not about oranges now, Zhang Cheng only knows that this training camp is great for everyone's growth.

Not to mention others, even he himself has a better understanding of the power of technology and a deeper understanding of power.

Now, Zhang Cheng is only one hand away from unblocking his mental strength, otherwise, his light hitting should become a normal attack.

perhaps.

The low-profile version of the light hitting ball can also be developed!

"boom."

A loud noise woke up Zhang Cheng who was thinking.

On the opposite side, Situ leaned on his knees and looked at him panting.

"How many balls?"

Situ took a breath and shook his head.

Zhang Cheng immediately looked at the tennis balls scattered all over the floor by his side.

It seems almost.

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng decided to impress Situ on the opposite side.

"Hey, are you ready? I'm about to serve!"

Zhang Cheng didn't talk about martial arts like Echizen Long Ya, after reminding Situ, he directly bit the orange in his mouth.

He holds a crosshair racket in his right hand and a mustard tennis ball in his left.

After a brief brewing, Zhang Cheng gently tossed the tennis ball.

"boom."

The loud sound attracted everyone's attention.

Situ was slightly excited to fight back, and then he saw a sharp sword stabbing towards him from the dark force.

Swing out.

Before he could feel it.

A click.

The two network cables snapped instantly.

Situ suddenly lost his mind.

　A chapter is closed, let's read it later, let's make an investment.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)