Dimensional Magic Skills of Net King System

Chapter 95 Regional Competition Finals (8)

With a sound of "咻", the tennis ball flew out with a strong spin. After passing the net, it fell rapidly, then bounced off the ground, and jumped to the side.

That's right, he clearly thought of an outspin serve in his mind, but it was obvious that this serve was not an outspin serve at all.

This sudden serve not only stunned Jiang Fengyan, but also stunned Zhao Bishun by chance.

"Strange, why isn't it the kind of serve just now?"

After being slightly taken aback, Zhao Bishun still hit the ball back, but he just shot it hastily, and there was a problem with the trajectory of the tennis ball.

Jiang Fengyan put aside his distracting thoughts for a while, and suddenly, he stepped forward quickly, came to the net, jumped high, and hit a perfect smash!

"30-15."

"There is such a tactic." After Zhao Bishun smiled, he deliberately pretended to be surprised and said, but then his face darkened, and he said softly: "Why, did you make a mistake?"

Even though Jiang Fengyan tried his best to cover up the plot of his mistake just now, it was obvious that this Zhao Bishun was very sophisticated, so he could see it at a glance.

However, Jiang Fengyan didn't seem to hesitate at all because of the mistake just now. Even though he was behind in his serve, he was still calm and calm, and continued to gather strength to serve.

But this time the outspin serve was even more outrageous than the previous one. At a glance, it was no different from an ordinary serve. Jiang Fengyan could no longer calm down. He was completely confused at this time. What is going on? Why is the Net King system so strange today that it will send out such a low-quality serve.

Is the Wangwang system malfunctioning?

No way, there is such a painful setting, are you sure this is not cheating me!
Jiang Fengyan's mood became a little irritable, and for the next ball, he simply stopped serving with an external spin, but with an ordinary side spin serve.

Although the aggressiveness is not as strong as this outspin serve, at least it is not so outrageous.

Next, Jiang Fengyan miraculously defended the serve in the first game. Even Jiang Fengyan himself found it a little unbelievable.

The audience didn't see any problems, but they were very satisfied with the plot that fell behind at the beginning and then reversed.

"Not bad. In the match against Zhao Bishun, I can defend my serve."

"What nonsense are you talking about? After all, he is also the number one single player in the Xinle Tennis Club. Do you think he is eating grass?"

"That's right, his serve was so weird just now, there must be other powerful tricks, I think, this match is really a possibility."

The audience talked a lot, arguing for the players they supported in their hearts.

However, after the start of the second game, the referee's silence made everyone quiet.

The game continues.

Throwing the tennis ball high, Zhao Bishun sent the ball suddenly.

The ball flew extremely fast and landed very forward. Jiang Fengyan just took a step slower, and the ball passed him by.

"15-0."

"Very fast serve."

Jiang Fengyan was taken aback. Before, all Zhao Bishun's movements were so simple and ordinary, but the balls he sent were of such high quality, and they were so aggressive.

In fact, if the ball just now, even if he can catch it, the opponent will come to the net in the first time, mercilessly, and complete the smash.

Jiang Fengyan was very sure of this.

"The stronger the player is, the more solid his foundation is, and every movement is impeccable!"

Thinking of this, Jiang Fengyan felt a little headache. This time, his opponent was indeed too strong. It could be said that he could compete with Liu Fangze, who was serious about the game.

Immediately after the second ball, Jiang Fengyan had nothing to do with him, no matter whether he caught it or missed it, the opponent could always settle the battle within three shots.

In this game, the rigor was extremely rigorous, and there was not a single unforced error!
The end of the second round took less than 1 minute!

It's so fast!

"This guy is really strong!"

Wen Xuan's eyes widened. Even though he knew Zhao Bishun's strength was very strong, he never expected that in front of Zhao Bishun, that Jiang Feng seminar would be so difficult and uncomfortable.

It's just unbelievable.

"Not only that, Jiang Fengyan's games in these two rounds were very strange!"

Yang Kairui frowned, and said with a serious expression, the serve in the first round was not a terrifying non-human serve at all. Although it was very similar, anyone who had ever played against Jiang Fengyan knew that the horror of a true outspin serve, but today, it was not reflected at all.

"The condition is surprisingly bad!" Zhou Huashang frowned. He was always optimistic and cheerful, and he was always smiling. This time, it was difficult for him to be happy again.

The third game started, Jiang Fengyan's serve.

This time, Jiang Fengyan completely gave up the external spin serve, and instead used his best side spin serve, which unexpectedly played a big role, winning four consecutive cities and winning the round very smoothly.

After this round, when changing courts, Zhao Bishun said: "I think your side spin serve is much stronger than the weird serve before."

Hearing this, Jiang Fengyan turned his head to look at Zhao Bishun, Zhao Bishun smiled slightly and said, "How should I put it, was the previous serve really yours?"

As soon as Zhao Bishun said this, Jiang Fengyan suddenly felt a shock in his head, which almost made Jiang Fengyan faint.

"Is that serve just now really your serve?"

This question frantically popped up in his mind, as if forming countless sentences like this, filling his brain, Jiang Fengyan swayed slightly and almost fell down.

This startled the referee on the court, and hurriedly asked, "Are you okay?"

Jiang Fengyan raised his head, glanced at the referee, quickly shook his head and said, "I'm fine."

Immediately after smiling apologetically, Jiang Fengyan walked to his court.

The fourth game was Zhao Bishun's serve.

As always, Zhao Bishun's serve was sharp and simple, but this time, Jiang Fengyan didn't allow him to link up the attack as easily as before.

Jiang Fengyan forced his opponent to change his style of play by lobbing the ball short or changing the spin of the tennis ball.

The number of swings also gradually increased. In the end, Zhao Bishun made a mistake and hit a diagonal ball.

At this moment, Jiang Fengyan saw the timing, and hit a snake ball on a whim.

With a strange spin, the tennis ball drew a strange trajectory in the air. Zhao Bishun frowned, and ran to the left quickly before barely catching it.

Afterwards, Jiang Fengyan played the snake ball again without haste, and the ball flew to the other side. Zhao Bishun had no choice but to run left and right, as if caught in a trap.

The number of swings for this ball actually increased to twenty.

However, the final result of this ball was somewhat unexpected, this point was scored by Zhao Bishun.

With the end of the ball, there was warm applause from the audience. Tennis is like this. Thrilling saves and wonderful long shots will make people fascinated and addicted to it.

In particular, a snake ball like this, with its terrifying arc, left the audience stunned.

"It turns out that this ball is not impossible to catch, it is just a ball that is easy to catch."

After seeing the ball, Wenxuan suddenly realized.

"That's right, lock the opponent like a snake, then slowly devour the enemy's physical strength, and knock him down."

Yang Kairui nodded, then frowned: "It's just that the opponent's physical strength seems to be better than Jiang Fengyan's."

"I didn't expect to have such a shot. You are really good. It's just that your wrist doesn't hurt when you do this?"

Zhao Bishun was also a little out of breath at this time, and the number of times he swung the ball just now was a bit abnormal, but he still saw some clues.

Like that kind of curve ball, the player has to add a strong spin to the tennis ball. There is no problem with it once, and there is no problem with it twice, but after three or more times, it will cause damage to the wrist. Most people's wrists can't bear it.

Jiang Fengyan lowered his head and looked at his hands. Although the soreness was there, it was not obvious, but Jiang Fengyan had a very strange feeling, as if this body was not his own.

With the end of the fourth game, Zhao Bishun still kept his serve smoothly.

The total score came to 2-2.
It's just that in these four rounds, Zhao Bishun didn't show anything particularly strong and dazzling. Of course, it is very likely that the challenges he faced were not enough for him to use his true strength.

"This guy!"

Jiang Fengyan gritted his teeth, and the game came to the fifth round. After Jiang Fengyan forced his opponent to serve with topspin, he used Yan Hui to return the ball. This kind of return that would not bounce on the ground made Zhao Bishun finally show a touch of excitement.

"not bad."

After Zhao Bishun smiled smugly, he hit more topspin balls in succession. There is no doubt that he was a naked provocation.

Of course, it was impossible for Jiang Fengyan to admit defeat, so Yan Hui flashed out again and again, which surprised the spectators in the audience.

"God, there is such a return?"

"This is too unreasonable!"

But no matter what, under the tenacity of the two, the first game was over, and Jiang Fengyan won the first set 6-4.

This result surprised Wenxuan and the others. They never thought that under such a bad situation, Jiang Fengyan won the first set instead. This is too weird.

"Damn it, how can I hit back that tennis ball that doesn't bounce?"

Zhao Bishun was also a little anxious.

However, Jiang Fengyan was actually more uncomfortable than him. Although he won the game, he was not happy at all.

Perhaps, in the past, he felt that the victory of this set was completely won by himself, but this time, he seemed to understand something.

The so-called victory does not belong to him, but belongs to Wangwang system.

As for him, Jiang Fengyan didn't get anything. If this continues, what should he do if one day the Net King system suddenly disappears?
Jiang Fengyan sat on the bench, wiped off the sweat from his head, and looked up at the sky with an extremely heavy heart...

(End of this chapter)