Dimensional Magic Skills of Net King System

Chapter 1 Net King System
In the history class, Jiang Fengyan sat in the last row, behind the pile of books as high as a hill, secretly watching Wangwang comics.

After finishing the last volume, Jiang Fengyan checked the time, and there were still ten minutes left before get out of class ended.

After reading the manga, Jiang Fengyan couldn't listen to the lectures.

But there's no need to worry, the teacher's lecture is always the best lullaby for Jiang Fengyan.

After yawning, Jiang Fengyan's eyelids started to twitch, and it didn't take long before he fell asleep in class.

"Student Jiang Fengyan, why are you asleep?"

After an unknown amount of time, a friendly inquiry sounded. After Jiang Fengyan heard the history teacher's voice dimly, he jumped up from his seat in fright, and quickly bowed and apologized: "I'm sorry, I will definitely not sleep in class next time!"

The moment he looked up and saw the history teacher, Jiang Fengyan froze there.

The female teacher in front of Jiang Fengyan turned out to be a red girl with a devil-like figure. On Shui Ling's big eyes, she wore glasses with the lenses removed and only the red frames left. She held an electronic pen in her hand and looked at Jiang Fengyan in surprise.

After staring straight at the history teacher in front of him for a while, Jiang Fengyan asked in amazement, "Who are you?"

Hearing this, the students around Jiang Fengyan looked at him in surprise, wondering in their hearts that Jiang Fengyan, who had excellent grades and only knew how to study, actually fell asleep in class and didn't even know his teacher after waking up.

"Are you okay, classmate Jiang Fengyan?" The beautiful teacher was also taken aback, and couldn't help worrying about Jiang Fengyan's brain.

Until this time, Jiang Fengyan felt something was wrong, especially the strange eyes of the students around him.

"It's nothing."

Jiang Fengyan tried his best to calm himself down, and after he finished speaking in a daze, he sat back in his seat.

"Jiang Fengyan, calm down, I must be dreaming."

Thinking of this, Jiang Fengyan pinched his face hard, and the pain made Jiang Fengyan immediately realize that this was not a dream.

Jiang Fengyan was a little flustered at first, especially when he looked at the coquettish and beautiful female teacher on the podium, he became more and more flustered.

In his memory, his history teacher should be an old woman in her 50s, how could she become such a sexy and beautiful teacher.

"Am I crossing over?"

Jiang Fengyan glanced around quietly, and found that there were familiar faces and people he didn't know at all.

After withdrawing his gaze, he lowered his head and looked at the history textbook. Jiang Fengyan was completely dumbfounded.

In 1910, Huamei pacified Asia and ended the centuries-long division in Asia.

In 2000, France and the United Kingdom merged, referred to as the Anglo-French United Nations.

In 2010, China and the United States became the strongest tennis power in the world, and tennis became the world's number one sport, which was strongly sought after by people.

Jiang Fengyan didn't dare to read the following content. In Jiang Fengyan's eyes, these historical events were all nonsense, and what the hell was Huamei.

When he moved his gaze out of the window, Jiang Fengyan opened his mouth in surprise again.

The playground outside the window, which used to be a football field, turned into two tennis courts. Even the basketball court in the distance disappeared, and all of them became tennis courts.

While Jiang Feng was studying and looking around, the students around him had already started talking in a low voice.

"Hey, look, that nerd who loves to study is actually looking around during class."

"That's right. Moreover, that timid, introverted and extremely shy guy dared to stare directly at our history teacher without even blushing."

"What exactly is going on."

"Could it be that your brain is broken?"

"Who knows."

After Jiang Fengyan patted his face vigorously, he let out a long sigh of relief, then closed his eyes, trying to sort out his thoughts.

At this moment, countless pieces of information appeared in his mind, and these information were some basic information about this world.

Jiang Fengyan’s nationality here is Huamei. The Huamei here is actually a copy of China. The culture is a combination of China and the United States. You may not think that in this country, New York and Shanghai will be neighbors.

In other respects, countries such as Japan and South Korea are also there, but the geographical location is slightly different from the earth.

In this world, the most popular sport is tennis, and the most popular stars are these professional tennis players.

As the hottest sport in the world, basically everyone likes to play it.

For Jiang Fengyan, there is no doubt that this world is really suitable for him, because he likes to play tennis, but there is no tennis court in the school, and he has skipped class many times to play in the nearby sports center. Because of this, his grades are also very poor, and he is basically at the bottom of the school.

Compared to him, Jiang Fengyan here hates tennis, but his grades are excellent, and his teachers place high hopes on him.

But the sad thing is that Jiang Fengyan here has an introverted and timid personality, usually taciturn, and is often bullied by seniors or delinquent youths after school, and his life is very miserable.

"Jiang Fengyan here is so useless."

Jiang Fengyan frowned. In the world over there, Jiang Fengyan was a bad boy. He was the only one who bullied others. No one would dare to bully him.

"It seems that Jiang Fengyan and I exchanged souls here. Although I don't know why this happened, it has already happened after all, and it's useless to entangle."

Jiang Fengyan is a cheerful person who accepts everything easily.

The only thing that worried him was that Jiang Fengyan here went to the world over there. With his cowardly character, he didn't know what would happen.

"May God bless you, I will teach those who bully you here."

After Jiang Fengyan said something silently in his heart, he swore to himself that the bell rang for the end of get out of class soon.

After class, Jiang Fengyan stood up, looked back, and saw a racket sitting on the table of the classmate sitting in the last row.

Jiang Fengyan took the tennis racket in his hand amidst the surprised expression on that student's face.

"Not bad, this racket."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Fengyan trembled all over. At that moment, he seemed to lose his vision, and his eyes were completely dark.

Not long after, a strange picture appeared from the darkness.

Following the appearance of the picture, a mechanized voice sounded again.

Welcome to the Net King system, your points are currently zero, and you cannot use the skills provided by the Net King system for the time being.

There are two ways to get points: the first is to play tennis games, and you can get corresponding points every time you win a game; the second is to complete special tasks that appear randomly, and you will be rewarded with extra points after completing the tasks.

The role of points: When the points reach a certain value, you can get the tennis skills in Net King.

The skill that can be activated when the score reaches ten: external rotation serve.

"External spin serve? No way, I can actually use Ryoma's skills in real life, this... is simply against the sky!"

Jiang Fengyan was a little excited at the moment. When he was reading comics, he had thought that if those skills could be used in reality, he would be able to beat many people, and even set foot on the professional arena. Like Federer and Nadal, he might become the number one in the world.

When Jiang Fengyan exited the system and came back to his senses, he found that all the students in the class were staring at him with their mouths slightly open, as if they had seen a ghost.

"No way, that Jiang Fengyan, who is unwilling to touch tennis to his death, actually holds a tennis racket in his hand so skillfully?"

"Also, don't you think that this kid's personality is like a different person after taking a history class."

The girls were talking about it. All along, they didn't like that shy Jiang Fengyan very much. They thought he was too cowardly, didn't like to talk, and had no meaning at all, so they didn't pay much attention to him at all.

However, Jiang Fengyan's performance today was very different from before.

Hearing the girls' conversation, Jiang Fengyan couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth. After a small smile, he looked very conceited and said: "In tennis, I will never lose, absolutely!"

As soon as Jiang Fengyan said this, all the students in the class were stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

After all, in everyone's mind, Jiang Fengyan had never touched tennis in his life, and he was so confident that he would never lose in a field he had never touched.

Jiang Fengyan snorted coldly, and didn't care about the ridicule of his classmates at all, because only he knew who he was.

"How dare you say it, since this is the case, how about we have a game?"

The boy whose tennis racket was taken away by Jiang Fengyan looked at Jiang Fengyan and smiled. In fact, he was upset with Jiang Fengyan a long time ago, because he thought Jiang Fengyan always put on a cowardly look to win the sympathy of the teachers.

"Hey, Zhao Wuhui, don't bully Jiang Fengyan. After all, he's just a nerd. Maybe reading has ruined his brain."

The boys beside Zhao Wuhui hurriedly persuaded with a smile, but one of them had already prepared a tennis racket, and they wanted to bully this nerd a long time ago.

"It's nothing, I don't know how to play anyway, so I won't abuse him badly, don't worry." Zhao Wuhui said, took the tennis racket from the boy, and looked at Jiang Fengyan.

After hearing this, Jiang Fengyan shrugged his shoulders casually, but he was thinking in his heart, this guy probably really doesn't know how to play, but he just doesn't know how to play a game with him. If he wins, will he get points?

(End of this chapter)