Dimensional Magic Skills of Net King System

Chapter 122

Jiang Fengyan would not consider himself a tennis genius just because he had won a few games in this world.

But one thing Jiang Fengyan had to admit was that he was the luckiest person.

Jiang Fengyan is very glad that he likes tennis and that he did not give up because of despair when he was on Earth. Of course, he is even more fortunate that he was able to travel to this tennis world.

Not only that, but he almost possesses something that he can call the wind and rain here, even though it cannot be explained at all-the Net King system.

Although I don't know how this thing came about, it seems like why I was able to travel through it, but these are not important. What is important is that Jiang Fengyan can use such heaven-defying skills that do not belong to this dimension because of the Net King system, and he has not failed until today.

It can be said that Wangwang system has contributed a lot.

Of course, even if Jiang Fengyan said that I am not a genius, he would not use the above things to explain it, not to mention that Jiang Fengyan was unwilling to tell Yang Kairui and the others, even if he told them, they would only think that Jiang Fengyan was making a silly joke.

"So, don't worry, before I entered high school, I often lost games, and some people even advised me not to play tennis, saying that I am not this kind of material, but as you can see, until now, I have not given up. Instead, I have achieved great results, haven't I?"

Hearing this, Yang Kairui and the others believed what Jiang Fengyan said without the slightest doubt, and believed that his skills were not due to his talent from childhood to adulthood, but an acquired hardworking player who had acquired countless skills through years of hard training and comprehension.

Of course, rather than being called a genius, Jiang Fengyan would rather be thought of as hardworking, not to mention, he did it.

"So it's not genius flow..."

Zhou Huashang nodded regretfully while eating snacks.

After finishing this sentence, everyone turned their eyes away...

One day later, the second round of the National Singles Championship for the High School Group is about to begin.

64 players, a total of 32 games, over four days, that is, eight games a day, 16 people participated.

And Jiang Fengyan's game was on the first day, and it was the most discussed game among the eight games. There was no doubt that this game was also the most important one today.

The reason why it was the most important one was not because of Jiang Fengyan, but because of Ed.

Ed's strength and his technique are absolutely top-notch in the western high school tennis world, and no one will doubt it.

Of course, even so, most people are very clear that his game will never be exciting.

After all, the defense is like an iron wall, and he will never take the risk of attacking easily. The whole person is as stable as a mountain, and it is difficult for anyone to shake him.

He is the kind who would rather compete with his opponent in physical strength, and will never give you any chance to play tricks, because his style of play is very monotonous, that is, squatting on the bottom line and attacking madly towards the corners of the opponent's bottom line.

Whether it is his own serve or the opponent's serve, he can always find a way to pull the game into his own rhythm.

Once falling into his trap, the only thing waiting for the opponent is failure!

"That guy named Jiang Fengyan is really pitiful. He actually met this perverted defensive demon Ed. I guess he won't get a single point."

"It's a small thing if you don't get points. It's painful if you fall to the ground exhausted by Ed and can't get up."

"That's right, in Ed's game, if you can't break through his defense in time and quickly, he will never attack casually. He will deliberately keep exhausting until the opponent's physical strength is exhausted, just like a poisonous snake."

"Whoever meets him will be unlucky. But his strength is indeed very strong!"

The game has not yet started, and there are already more than 40 spectators on the sidelines of the No. [-] stadium, all of them are contestants of this competition.

Compared to here, other stadiums are very bleak. Basically, there are only referees and players on the court. For the players, it is not necessarily a bad thing, at least no one will affect them.

"But having said that, most people have come to watch the game." Someone said after looking around and looking at other stadiums.

"I guess most people came here because of Ed." Another person said, after all, Ed was many times more famous than Jiang Fengyan.

"That's true. I remember that his opponent seems to be from the east." Another person lowered his head and muttered.

"Eastern?"

"Tennis in the east, except for the Li family brother who is a bit better, the others seem to be very average." After hearing the word "dongfang", a big man snorted coldly and said disdainfully.

"More than that, I'm afraid you don't know, he is still on the bench."

"What, from the substitute team?" At this moment, everyone was taken aback.

"correct."

Speaking of this, everyone's faces darkened, they all squinted their eyes, and began to mourn for Jiang Fengyan in their hearts.

"This kid is out of luck."

At this moment, Liu Fangze, Wenxuan, and Lowrick had already arrived at the edge of the court, and of course Jiang Fengyan was following them.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Fengyan stepped into the field alone, began to familiarize himself with the rackets used in the game, and then stretched his body.

Wenxuan glanced at the third court, and found that there were so many people around, all of them were contestants, he couldn't help being surprised.

"That kid, no matter what the game is, he seems to attract so much attention."

After finishing speaking, Wen Xuan still squinted his little eyes, as if some glaring sunlight was shining on him.

"Don't squint your eyes, it looks scary!"

Liu Fangze laughed and joked when he saw it.

Lorick focused his attention on what Wen Xuan said before, and said after being taken aback, "It turns out that Feng Yan is so powerful, is he a celebrity?"

Wenxuan and Liu Fangze, who were fighting, looked back at Lorick and said, "Wrong, I'm afraid it's different today. Most of the people came because of Ed. After all, Ed's reputation in the west is not small."

Lorik was silent for a long time after hearing this, and then asked with a worried expression: "I wonder if Fengyan can deal with this Ed."

After Wenxuan glanced at Lorick, he suddenly smiled and said, "I'm surprised that most people in the west don't think much of the tennis players in the east. Why do you seem to care about us?"

Lowrick smiled and said seriously: "Tennis has no borders, let alone we are the same country. Moreover, I never think that the east is worse than the west."

Hearing this, Liu Fangze patted Lorik on the shoulder and said, "I like that."

"Also, don't worry, that kid is not a simple guy. We won't be able to guess the result of this match until the end of the match."

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"Hahaha."

Hearty laughter sounded in an office, a man and a woman stood by the window, looking at the stadium downstairs where the game was about to start.

The third court is not far downstairs from their office, and the man and woman are Eliwitt and Helena.

"Look, Ed, who is known as the No. [-] defender in the West, will perfectly block this kid, and the kid you value, according to my guess, can win one round in Ed's hands at most, no, even one round seems to be a bit difficult."

Eliwitt looked downstairs. When the game was about to start, Ed just walked into the court. Then he shifted his gaze to Jiang Fengyan. He kept waving the racket in his hand, and then kept jumping on the spot. His expression was still the same, without the slightest tension or excitement.

Seeing this, Eliwitt nodded in satisfaction and muttered: "It seems that this kid should have some way to deal with it, but what kind of way will it be?"

Eliwitt was very curious, so Eliwitt didn't listen to Elena's hearty laugh and her provocative words at all, until Elena suddenly said: "If that kid can win two rounds from Ed, I will accompany you tonight."

Hearing this, Eliwitt immediately came back to his senses, glanced at Helena who had a confident expression on her face, and nodded with a smile: "That's what you said."

"If you lose..."

Before Elena finished speaking, Eliwitt hurriedly said with a serious expression: "I lost, I will accompany you."

"Go to hell!"

A scream sounded, and the game on the third court was about to start...

(End of this chapter)