Dimensional Magic Skills of Net King System

Chapter 11 Don't Compete With Me!
"I have to say that tennis is really interesting. Even if it is two rough youths, the whole game is full of gunpowder, but it is not rude, but it is not a pleasure to watch."

Jiang Fengyan nodded and watched the game intently.

In this game, there is no skill at all, the competition is who has the most strength and who has the fastest ball speed.

Without any scheming, simple and domineering.

Jiang Yinling, who was beside him, was also staring at the game intently. She had seen such a game before in the professional arena, but this was the first time she had seen such a skillless, completely violent game.

In fact, in professional tennis, such players are extremely difficult to deal with.

To say that the last thing she wants to meet on the field is this kind of power player, they are too irritable.

Fortunately, in women's professional tennis, powerful players are rare.

But in men's professional tennis, there are many.

Moreover, according to relevant statistics, there are many underage high school students who also have such powerful power.

For example, Xinle High School lost to Shangyu High School in the Eastern United States semi-finals of last year's National Competition, and Shangyu High School had two power-level players, which made Xinle High School's tennis club's skilled players suffer a lot, and some of them suffered minor injuries.

If Jiang Fengyan enters the Xinle Tennis Club, she will have to consider Jiang Fengyan's current physical condition in the subsequent matches. Jiang Yinling believes that Jiang Fengyan should try to avoid such a strong player if he can.

After Jiang Feng's research and development is complete, his bones are strong, and his muscles are strong, he will not be hurt when he faces these powerful players.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yinling just felt very lucky to be the head coach of the Tennis Department of Xinyue High School. By then, it will be much easier to take care of Fengyan.

Thinking about it this way, even without insight, it can help Jiang Fengyan grow and improve!
At this time, Jiang Yinling's heart knot had been untied, and her mood instantly relaxed a lot, and a blush of excitement appeared on Bai Nen's face.

Jiang Fengyan focused all his attention on this violent tennis match, otherwise, after seeing Jiang Yinling's expression, he would definitely find it hard to control himself given his obsession with the glasses girl.

Maybe he'll even raise his hand.

As the game drew to a close, the two unscrupulous young men talked more, and Jiang Fengyan's expression became gloomy and indifferent.

"Hey, Zhang Yiwen, if you lose another two points, you will lose. The girl sitting over there is mine. You should find a way to get that brat away!"

"Hmph, Zhou Yi, don't get too complacent, the competition is not over yet! That girl is mine!"

"Don't give up. Although your strength is similar to mine, your speed is not as fast as mine! Didn't you notice when we escaped that night?"

After Zhou Yi snorted coldly, he smiled triumphantly. At the same time, he quickly returned the tennis ball that flew over like a bomb. Moreover, the ball landed extremely trickily, completely opposite to Zhang Yiwen's running direction.

This point undoubtedly belonged to Zhou Yi, and with Zhou Yi scoring this point, he successfully won the final point!

Seeing this scene, Jiang Fengyan vaguely felt that something was wrong. After pondering for a moment, he turned his head to look at Jiang Yinling, and noticed that she didn't seem to have heard what the two of them had said. Then he was relieved and said to Jiang Yinling with a smile: "Sister Yinling, I'm a little thirsty. Can you buy me a bottle of drink?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yinling was stunned for a while, but she still took the money that Jiang Fengyan had stuffed in, poked Jiang Fengyan's forehead with her hand with a smile, and said, "Then you wait for me here, um, what do you want?"

"Just a bottle of juice."

Jiang Yinling left.

The two-person game on the field came to the end, so focused that they didn't notice that their prey was gone.

Jiang Fengyan looked at Jiang Yinling's leaving back, and with an apologetic expression, he muttered, "I'm sorry, Miss Yinling, I asked you to buy drinks for me. I should have done this, but I don't want you to see the other side of me. It's not elegant after all."

After Jiang Yinling's back completely disappeared from view, Jiang Fengyan smiled and clapped his hands, then stood up from his seat and continued to watch the game.

boom!
With a loud bang, the last ball landed in the middle of the field and bounced off the iron net, making the iron net groan. Zhou Yi won the game with a score of 6-4.

"Yo, that chick is mine."

Zhou Yi raised his hand, shouted excitedly, then turned his head, only to find that the beauty was gone, only a seemingly honest high school student was standing in the distance looking at him.

At this moment, Zhou Yi's expression darkened, he finally won the game, why did the spoils disappear, this is not acceptable!

Zhou Yi stared at Jiang Fengyan coldly and asked, "Hey, brat, where's your bitch? Tell her to come and play with me!"

Jiang Fengyan took a step back timidly, then looked at them with terrified eyes, and wanted to run away without saying a word.

Zhou Yi looked at the timid Jiang Fengyan in front of him, snorted coldly, and winked at his partner Zhang Yiwen.

Zhang Yiwen walked towards Jiang Fengyan with a smirk, rubbed his fists and made a giggling sound.

"Stinky boy, you'd better tell your son to come over quickly, otherwise, my brother will be very angry, and I will take you to vent."

Jiang Fengyan's face was pale, he was so frightened that he almost cried, and said in a vibrato: "You wait for me, and I will go."

After speaking, Jiang Fengyan turned around and ran away.

When Zhang Yiwen saw him, he knew that Jiang Fengyan was going to run away, so he quickened his pace, rushed over quickly, stretched out his hand, and grabbed Jiang Fengyan's shoulder, whose back was running away.

On the way, Zhang Yiwen vaguely heard a cold snort.

Although I was a little concerned in my heart, I didn't stop what I was doing.

Grabbing Jiang Fengyan's shoulder, Jiang Fengyan suddenly stopped and continued to run forward. Instead, with an evil smile, he followed Zhang Yiwen's hand and leaned into his arms.

At this moment, Zhang Yiwen was stunned, thinking that this kid didn't really want to escape, so what exactly did he want to do?
But when he thought of Jiang Fengyan's aura like a literary youth, his heart relaxed a lot.

After all, the impression Jiang Fengyan gave them just now was that he was an honest and ordinary high school student.I couldn't bear to be frightened, so I flinched and moved closer to myself - because I was afraid of being beaten.

"Not bad, brat, you know the times."

However, what Zhang Yiwen didn't expect was that there was Jiang Fengyan's laughter.

"Those who know current affairs are brilliant, idiots like you, can you understand?"

"Grass bag?"

Hearing Jiang Fengyan scolding them for being idiots, Zhang Yiwen couldn't help feeling angry, and stretched out his fist the size of a sandbag, ready to beat them.

However, as soon as the fist reached Jiang Fengyan's face, Zhang Yiwen had to stop because something hard and piercing touched his chest.

Looking down, it turned out to be a shiny white dagger.

If, just now, he punched down, what would be the consequence?
He couldn't have imagined it.

Especially when he looked at Jiang Fengyan's unambiguous eyes, he had only one feeling, that Jiang Fengyan would definitely stab him.

"This kid is really ruthless!"

After scaring and intimidating others for so many years, this is the first time that Zhang Yiwen has been scared. After all, the kid in front of him is not threatening with a dagger, but directly against his chest. If he doesn't stop punching, the dagger will pierce his heart.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yiwen's back felt cold and his scalp tingled. He became a little scared, and quickly let go of the hand that was holding Jiang Fengyan's shoulder, and stepped back in fear.

Seeing him flinch, Jiang Fengyan snorted coldly, and he knew that a guy like this kind of strong outsider who only scares others with his mouth is actually the most courageous, as long as he is more ruthless than them, they will be as obedient as a kitten!
In the next second, Jiang Fengyan withdrew the dagger and punched Zhang Yiwen hard in the stomach.

At the same time, Jiang Fengyan's words reached Zhang Yiwen's ears.

"Don't compare yourself to me!"

Zhang Yiwen's eyes bulged, and the veins on his forehead popped up. He didn't expect Jiang Fengyan to be so powerful.

This punch made him squat down in pain and kneel in front of Jiang Fengyan.

In the distance, because the lights were a little dim, Zhou Yi didn't see the situation clearly, so he couldn't help frowning and cursing: "Zhang Yiwen, you useless thing, why are you squatting there?"

While cursing, Zhou Yi came over.

The moment he leaned towards him, Jiang Fengyan was about to make a move when he suddenly opened his mouth slightly.

For some reason, a can of drink flew from a distance and hit Zhou Yi directly on the forehead, causing Zhou Yi to pass out on the spot.

After a while, Jiang Yinling ran over quickly, came to Jiang Fengyan's side, pulled him to her, and checked her body.

"Are you all right, Feng Yan? Let me see, are you injured anywhere?"

"These two bastards are actually bullying you while I'm not around, it's disgusting!"

Jiang Yinling looked at Jiang Fengyan with concern, and at the same time scolded these two unscrupulous youths.

Jiang Fengyan was stunned for a long time before he realized it.

"I'm fine, sister Yinling, you are so amazing, you actually hit this guy on the forehead from such a distance."

Jiang Yinling smiled, and said with some embarrassment: "Not anymore."

Her face was flushed, didn't she agree that she couldn't show her violent side in front of Fengyan?

Seeing the shy look of the glasses girl, Jiang Fengyan couldn't help but want to touch her with his hands, but he finally held back.

After all, a living example lies in the distance.

Seeing Zhou Yi who had passed out completely, Jiang Fengyan looked back at Zhang Yiwen who had been beaten by himself before and squatted on the ground with his stomach covered. He nodded and thought, "You should be grateful to me. Fortunately, I was the one who did it. If Sister Yinling did it, you would fly away."

(End of this chapter)