Tennis Era: Only I Awaken U17 Skills

Chapter 216: First Battle! When Does Tennis Need To Talk About Seniors? !

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Su Cheng came out.

The professional player Zhang Luo on the opposite side thought that the sensational cheering and shouting at the scene was for him, and he was quite happy.

I didn't expect that he, who was not well-known before, would suddenly have the support of so many people.

But when he heard what these people were shouting, his face turned black instantly.

They were all for that stinky brat on the other side!

Depend on!

He's just a newbie kid!

That's just high talent.

But talent doesn't necessarily mean full realization of strength.

This kid named Su Cheng is just like a duck to water in the Youth Cup!

What to brag about!

Careers are different!

Those are the two concepts of "September 47"!

Zhang Luo thought with some jealousy.

Regarding Su Cheng's performance in the World Youth Cup, he only hears about it, and he is even more dismissive of his strength.

He is a dignified professional player, how can he drop his price to watch a lower-level competition?

Zhang Luo sneered, he would let the other party know what cruelty is!

Welcome him to the professional arena.

Of course, if he could watch the game video, he probably wouldn't think so.

Su Cheng on the opposite side cast a sideways glance at Zhang Luo on the opposite side.

He felt a breath of hostility.

Obviously he didn't even say anything?

weird.

But Su Cheng is not the kind of person who has a hot face and a cold butt on the pole, and he is also extremely perfunctory when both players salute.

But this caused Zhang Luo, who was already dissatisfied with Su Cheng, to become even angrier, and quickly shouted at Su Cheng with a reprimand from a high-ranking person: "Hey! As a newcomer, I don't care about my predecessors at all.

respect?"

"Do you know that when bowing, the head is lower than the senior's!"

Hearing this, Su Cheng stopped and tilted his head.

The tone was light: "Senior? Hehe, since when did you start talking about seniority when playing tennis? Could it be that if you have been a bastard for decades in the professional arena, "Champion! You have to kneel down and salute?"

"You boy!" Zhang Luo gritted his teeth in anger at Su Cheng's words, but he didn't know how to refute.

The hand holding the racquet tightly gripped the handle, feeling ruthless in his heart.

Wait, he must make this kid regret what he has done now!

Before the game started, the smell of gunpowder between the two was already full.

"Su Cheng vs. Zhang Luo, two out of three rounds, the game starts now!" The referee gave an order.

Serve Cheng didn't bother to argue, so he just guessed casually, and didn't guess Chen.

Holding the tennis ball in his hand, Zhang Luo smiled coldly.

Hehe, let me show you the power of a professional-level serve!

Snapped!

The tennis ball turned into a stream of light and flew towards Su Cheng's half court.

Just looking at this ball speed, it has surpassed most of the players in the World Youth Cup.

After all, for a person who can become a professional player, no matter how poor his talent is, he is still a genius in the eyes of the public.

Although many cannot be compared with talents who can be selected for similar national teams, in most cases, age can make up for everything.

For example, even though Liu Qingshuang's talent is amazing, she still has no advantage in the World Youth Cup where the average age of the players is five or six years older than her.

If it weren't for the light hit ball as a hole card, it is estimated that the loss would be even worse!

But there are exceptions to everything! Obviously, Su Cheng is.

After the tennis ball hits the ground, it just flies fast and sticks to the ground.

It's Tannhauser.

Su Cheng's expression was calm, without any panic.

With one step of both legs, he ran to the baseline, which is the only way for tennis, at an astonishing speed.

Tannhauser serve and Swallow Return, which fly close to the ground, actually have a slight disadvantage.

That is, as the distance extends, it will become increasingly difficult to maintain the height of the tennis ball.

So the best return point for this type of serve is the baseline.………………

Su Cheng swung the racquet down and hit the ball in golf form.

boom!

In the eyes of outsiders, the extremely fast tennis was picked up so easily.

A bit of surprise flashed in Zhang Luo's eyes.

Can you hit back directly?

Sure enough, there are two brushes, no wonder it is so touted!

But that's about it!

Thinking in his heart, Zhang Luo jumped up.

The whole person stretches his body in mid-air, like a tight bow.

Look at the timing, let's go!

Relying on amazing core strength, Zhang Luo instantly completed a super powerful smash.

Score!

Zhang Luo thought complacently.

Although he is not a power-type player, the smash ball he hits is more powerful than the swing ball of ordinary power-type professional players!

Forcibly pick it up, it can only cause arm injury!

However, before he could fall, the tennis ball hit under his feet at an even faster speed and bounced straight out of the court.

"game, Su Cheng, 15-0!"

Take the lead to score a point.

"As expected of God Su! He is strong! Even in the face of a real professional player, he will directly fight back!"

"I said before that God Su's strength is more than enough to beat a 4.8 class, and it's true!"

"Do you understand the gold content of the 15-year-old champion in the World Youth Cup Singles Competition!"

The audience on the field became excited because of Su Cheng's strong performance against professional players.

Zhang Luo stepped on the ground again, looking at the updated scoreboard, his expression was not very good.

He has been a professional player for two and a half years! Facing a fledgling guy, he was taken first and scored a point. It's really a shame!

No, he must pay back!

Ever since.

After another two goals.

"game, Su Cheng40-0!"

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