Dimensional Magic Skills of Net King System

Chapter 204 Inflated?
Adick's strength as a coach is indeed extraordinary.

Although he is not very good at playing tennis, he is not ambiguous at all in terms of guidance and teaching.

After the start of the national competition, he led the Tennis Department of Xinle High School into the Eastern Conference semi-finals very smoothly.

So far, apart from Jiang Fengyan, Wenxuan, Liu Fangze, Zhou Huashang, and Yang Kairui have all performed extraordinary, and their performances are particularly impressive.

It was almost in a crushing state, but every time they played the first singles, they would be terrified.Because Jiang Fengyan's performance was too unstable.

"What's going on with you recently, you feel a little careless during the game?"

Edick looked at the haggard Jiang Fengyan standing in front of him with a serious expression. To be honest, he would never believe that Jiang Fengyan was tired of tennis and didn't play seriously. There must be other reasons for this. For example, looking at his face, he knew that this person was extremely tired. But after the start of the national competition, he has reduced a lot of training items, so he shouldn't be so tired.

"Whether it's the quarter-finals or the semi-finals, your performance can only be described as mediocre. Tell me, why have you been so haggard and tired recently, and you masturbate so much in the middle of the night?"

Jiang Fengyan's head drooped, his hands drooped weakly, and now he and Edick had no intention of arguing. In the past few days, he not only had to complete the daytime training and participate in important competitions, but most importantly, at night Jiang Fengyan had to participate in the mock battle of the Net King system. The opponents were more ruthless than one another.

It can be said that Jiang Fengyan's energy has been exhausted by the endless competition and training, so his performance in the past few days of competition has not been very good.

And these reasons can't be revealed, after all, these reasons are extremely important privacy, don't mention it, even if it is really revealed, will anyone believe it?
What's more, Jiang Fengyan's performance on the field was indeed a bit unsatisfactory. Although the show was pretty good after thinking about it, it was ups and downs, and it was frightening to watch. At least it was much better than crushing the game, but no one thought that Jiang Fengyan did it on purpose.

Fortunately, the result was good, they did not encounter Waterloo.

As long as the game is not lost, it seems that these small problems are not a problem.

But Edik has been on this road for several years anyway, and he is very experienced. He knows that if such a small problem is left alone, it will become their Achilles heel at the most critical time.

Edick looked at Jiang Fengyan with the expression that if you don't give a satisfactory answer, you don't want to leave, but Jiang Fengyan's eyelids are already fighting, and even if he is standing, he is wobbly and looks like he is about to fall down at any time.

After a long time, Edick couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Forget it, don't participate in the next week's training. I see you like this. You must go to practice alone after the daily training on weekdays."

After sighing helplessly, Edick said: "Diligence is a good thing, but if it is too much, it is not good, understand?"

Jiang Fengyan nodded.

"Go out."

Jiang Fengyan left with a hunched body. Now he just wants to have a good rest. The torture of the past half month has almost broken his bones.

In order to learn Ryoma's skills, he was trained by him every day, and he despised him even if he lost.Not only that, but in order to acquire other skills, he has to fight against himself. You must know that the Prince of Tennis is known as killer tennis. If you fight against them every day, you will be lucky if you can survive.

Under such physical and mental oppression, Jiang Fengyan was physically and mentally exhausted, and it was understandable that he was depressed.

"Feng Yan, do you want to go eat together?"

In the aisle, Jiang Fengyan met Wenxuan, and Wenxuan said hello, but Jiang Fengyan didn't see him at all, and even his words were ignored by him.

"What's wrong with this guy, he seems listless recently."

Wen Xuan shrugged his shoulders, suddenly realized that he still had important things to do, then turned and left.

The cooperation between Zhou Huashang and Yang Kairui became more and more tacit. After walking out of the office building and passing the tennis court, Jiang Fengyan glanced intentionally or unintentionally, then returned to his dejected look, turned and left.

Zhou Huashang held the tennis ball played by Yang Kairui, looked at Jiang Fengyan's back as if he was in his twilight years, and murmured: "What's wrong with the nerd? I'm not in a good mood recently. Could it be that I read too many books?"

Looking at Jiang Fengyan's back, Yang Kairui felt a little worried, and felt that he had to talk to Jiang Fengyan sometime.

Although his recent performance in the national competition was very enjoyable for the audience, the rating given by the above was very low, and in their opinion, this was not a good omen.

Liu Fangze was at the school gate with his racket in the creaking hole. After seeing Jiang Fengyan coming from a distance, Liu Fangze rushed over and came to Jiang Fengyan's side. He wanted to scare him, but when he jumped past him, Jiang Fengyan didn't see him, but easily dodged sideways.

Liu Fangze flew into the air and couldn't stop, and directly crashed into a thick willow tree.

"As expected of Jiang Fengyan, this brat has cultivated to such an extent that he can dodge my attack!"

Somehow, Liu Fangze, who had suffered from secondary illness since then, admired Jiang Fengyan deeply.

The lady in glasses who saw this scene in the distance felt uncomfortable. Jiang Fengyan seldom contacted her recently. Although she has been busy with the women's tennis team recently, she still paid close attention to Jiang Fengyan.

Therefore, in fact, Jiang Yinling saw Jiang Fengyan's performance in the national competition.

"Could it be that Fengyan has no motivation?"

Thinking of this, Jiang Yinling frowned.

"By the way, since Fengyan won the championship held in Eisengler, he feels like he can't cheer up every day. Could it be that he feels that his strength has fallen far behind the players of the same age, so he has no desire to fight? It seems that winning Li Hongshang is not only a good thing, but also a very bad thing."

Jiang Fengyan really felt tired, but simply tired. He didn't expect that since the second function of Wang Wang system was unblocked, it would come more and more frequently, and the difficulty factor of each task was so high that it was unimaginable.

Whether it was against Ryoma, Fuji, Tezuka, Atobe, Kirihara, Kanyue, or those players from the United States, Jiang Fengyan felt like he was being abused every time, and he was beaten to pieces on one side, but it was strange to say that against such a terrifying opponent, he still managed to win a game or two from time to time.

Every time after winning, Jiang Fengyan felt that all the pain he had suffered before was worth it, and the momentary excitement made him forget all the pain.

However, when he woke up the next day, he found that all the fatigue surged up, almost submerging him in the sea of ​​suffering.

In this state, still want to participate in the daytime national competition?

That was just nonsense, but fortunately, Jiang Fengyan really stood up and became the only person in the department who might lose the game, but still won in the end.

Some people will think that he is releasing water, but it is incredible that he has released water so thoroughly.

If you are not careful, you will lose the game. Who wants to take such a risk?
What happened to Jiang Fengyan, outsiders have speculated, not that his strength has declined, but that he has swelled up, because he won the national singles championship in the high school group, he was defiant, did not train hard, and his skills were not as good as each day.

However, so far, Jiang Fengyan has not lost, so people are still afraid to make a conclusion.

"Anyway, before he loses the game, I have to give him a hard time."

Edick stood in the office, looking out of the window with a serious expression. On the tennis court outside the window, Jiang Yinling was frowning and watching Jiang Fengyan's leaving back
(End of this chapter)