Dimensional Magic Skills of Net King System

Chapter 232

In the first game, Califite's serve.

Califite held the ball in his left hand, and his eyes were on Jiang Fengyan.

Jiang Fengyan stood at the bottom line and waited in full force, with a solemn expression, ready to wait at any time.

"Even if you played well before, the opponents you win are just players who participated in professional competitions for the first time like you. It is very possible for them to perform abnormally. So, this time, facing me, I will tell you how big the difference is between those who have participated in more than a dozen professional competitions and those who have just entered the professional competition."

Califet's eyes became a lot colder, he threw the tennis ball into the sky, then looked up, saw the tennis ball falling and was about to enter the range of his swing, Califete suddenly shouted and swung the racket.

With a "bang", the tennis ball flew out quickly, crossed the net, and approached the outer corner of the court where Jiang Feng's research institute was located.

The angle of this serve was not tricky. Jiang Fengyan stepped forward to meet him, easily countered it, and hit a straight forehand.

In order to receive this serve, Jiang Fengyan moved to the right corner of the baseline, so there was a large space on the left of Jiang Fengyan. The better the serve, the worse the position of the person receiving the ball is, and the better it is for the server to find scoring opportunities.

Califite has now found the space on Jiang Fengyan's left, but he is very strong. The angle of the shot just now was not too big. If this shot can't be more powerful, Jiang Fengyan will probably catch up.

Therefore, Califite gritted his teeth, and after a loud roar, he exhausted all his strength and hit a hard drive.

As if it was a slap from a giant, with a "buzz", the ball was directly "slapped" out.

The speed of the tennis ball reached the extreme, passing by like lightning.

"Hmph, the speed of this ball is so fast. Given your position, it should be impossible to catch this ball!"

Califite looked at Jiang Fengyan so far away from the corner of the left baseline, and added that his ball was a hard hit, thinking that he would not be able to rush back. There is no doubt that this ball is here!

Jiang Fengyan saw the ball fly to the space on the left side of the court, but he didn't panic, but ran wildly near the baseline, like a wild horse running wild.

Like a gust of wind, Jiang Fengyan arrived in time, stopped, turned around, and hit a beautiful diagonal backhand.

The angle of this backhand is so great that the trajectory of the tennis ball is almost at a 45-degree angle to the net.

Moreover, Jiang Fengyan added a cut spin to this return, making it look light.

"Damn, why is this kid so fast, scud?"

After Calfett said this depressedly, he rushed towards the net near the right line. Although this backhand chip looked like it was about to go out of bounds, he knew very well that the final landing point of this ball must be on the sideline.

Sure enough, as expected, the ball really landed on the sideline, then rebounded and jumped, and was about to fly off the field.

At this moment, even though Califite has tried his best to arrive in time, it is difficult for him to return the ball in his position!
Stretch out your hand, and the moment the racket touched the tennis ball, the tennis ball flew out of the court after rebounding.

The angle was so bad that Califet had no way to adjust it.

"15-0! Jiang Fengyan takes the lead!"

After losing the ball, Califite shook his hand angrily. He didn't expect Jiang Fengyan's ball-handling skills to be so good. It seems that he really underestimated him. Although he is young, he has a good foundation. No wonder he dared to participate in this [-]-point championship.

After seeing Jiang Fengyan score, the loyal fans on the court burst into cheers and applause.

This made Califete's frown deepen, and he felt very uncomfortable, which meant jealousy.

But the worst thing was that he lost a point in his serve. Califite had never thought about it, and this was the first time he encountered it.

When Califit shifted his gaze to Jiang Fengyan, he found that Jiang Fengyan did not celebrate the score, but had already returned to the bottom line, waiting for his serve.

Seeing this scene, Califite couldn't help being taken aback and froze for a moment.

Jiang Fengyan was different from other players. Many people liked to celebrate immediately after scoring, but Jiang Fengyan's expression did not change at all. He was calm and he had already started to focus on the next goal.

At this time, even if Califite doesn't like this young player, to be honest, he has a little admiration for this kid.

Not surprised by favor or disgrace, calm as usual, this kind of mental state is as stable as a mountain, he knows that such a player is the most terrifying, he is not arrogant in victory, not discouraged in defeat, and has almost no emotion of worrying about gains and losses. Such a person is unable to face any situation and maintain an excellent state.

To deal with such a player, unless the strength is suppressed, it is difficult to beat him!

Gritting his teeth, Califite tossed the tennis ball into the sky again for his second shot.

The second ball was much faster and the angle was more tricky.

Jiang Fengyan ran a long distance to the right before barely catching it. I have to say that the quality of this serve is very high.

However, it would be a dream to score directly from Jiang Fengyan's hands with this ball!
Jiang Fengyan decisively returned the ball with a forehand. The ball was fast and powerful. When the tennis ball flew out, the sound of the ball colliding with the air could still be heard.

Facing the ball, Califite did not hesitate at all, arrived in time, and then suddenly hit the ball towards Jiang Fengyan's left line.

Jiang Fengyan came to the point where the ball landed, and at the moment the ball just bounced off the ground, he held the racket upright, pulled it upwards, and hit a fast topspin lob.

The tennis ball flew up into the sky with a strong top spin, and then dropped abruptly after passing the net.

Califite was taken aback when he saw this lob, he originally wanted to go to the net and hit a smash, but who knew that the ball fell so strongly and quickly!

Not to mention hitting a smash, even hitting back with an ordinary ball is very difficult.

Califite took a step forward, gritted his teeth, and decisively hit a topspin backball. As a professional player, he is naturally very proficient in topspin.

However, seeing this scene, Jiang Fengyan raised his mouth slightly, took a step back, and suddenly swung his racket at the tennis ball!

With a "bang", the tennis ball flew out with a strong spin, and then crossed the net.
"Hey, so the flashback trick can't be sealed? Even if the opponent doesn't hit the topspin, you can still use this trick to force the opponent to hit the topspin. It's really a brilliant move."

In the auditorium, a young man in his early 19s couldn't help smiling when he saw the fast topspin lob, and said in admiration.

"Yeah, that kid's skills are amazing, do you have confidence?"

Sitting next to this young man was a young woman with a proud chest and a sun hat. She looked very beautiful, with extremely fair skin.

She stretched out her hand and put it on the young man's neck, and said very affectionately.

"Don't come so close to me, Sister Lin."

The young man leaned to the side and said confidently: "Don't worry, those boys' skills are all special phenomena caused by special rotations, so, in a sense, my style of play is his natural enemy!"

On the court, Califite was stunned with his mouth wide open as if he had been struck by lightning.

His posture of swinging the racket remained unchanged, and his body seemed to be completely stiff, like an ice sculpture made of wood.

Compared to his silence and numbness, at this moment, the entire audience was already boiling.

"Did you see that the ball just now didn't bounce?!"

"Yeah, really, how the hell is that done."

"Surely there is a lot of spin added, the sideways spin of the tennis ball counteracts the spring?"

Someone guessed.

Afterwards, everyone in the auditorium had a heated discussion about it, but anyway, the ball just now was really weird.

"30-0."

Califite was dumbfounded for a moment, what happened to the ball just now?Why didn't it bounce?No, it bounced, but the height of the bounce was very short, and it looked like it didn't bounce.

"How on earth does this work? Is this guy really a tennis magician?"

Califite was terrified in his heart. If the ball just now was not luck, it can only show that this kid's talent is really terrifying.

Jiang Fengyan didn't care about the surprised performance of the audience. He returned to the bottom line expressionlessly, holding the racket, bowed slightly, and waited for the battle.

Today he is serious, because he cannot lose, and he still has to move forward. There is still a long way to go, and this is not the end.

Jiang Yinling pushed her glasses. After seeing Jiang Fengyan easily scored two points, she was naturally very happy. She casually shifted her gaze to other places. Suddenly, she seemed to see an acquaintance, which made Jiang Yinling startled and stood up.

In the distance, the woman who was called Sister Lin by the boy beside her was laughing out loud, arrogantly.

".Why is she here?"

She sat down with some headaches, and after a long sigh, Jiang Yinling said: "Sure enough, she is the only one who wears a sun hat in the middle of the night."

(End of this chapter)