Dimensional Magic Skills of Net King System

Chapter 277 Unlucky Youth

Lin Hezhou is very aware of Li Hongshang's playing style.

Just like him, simple and calm.

No matter what the game is, Li Hongshang can always defuse the opponent's attack in the simplest way, and finish the opponent in the shortest time.

Now, what Lin Hezhou never expected was that playing against Jiang Fengyan made him feel the terrifying game control and field insight that only belonged to Li Hongshang again.

At this moment, Lin Hezhou felt that he was not fighting Jiang Fengyan at all, but Li Hongshang himself. The pressure was suffocating and uncomfortable.

To be honest, Lin Hezhou was very surprised that Jiang Fengyan had such an aura, which is really unbelievable.

Even if it is imitation, you may imitate his skills, but his aura and behavior are completely imitated, which is too weird.

Can ordinary people really do it?
Lin Hezhou felt that he couldn't explain all this, but Lin Hezhou, who had played against Li Hongshang once, knew how much pressure he would have when playing with Li Hongshang.

Because, the first loss of Lin Hezhou's tennis career was bestowed by Li Hongshang.

"He can perfectly reproduce Li Hongshang's playing style, what's the matter with this guy?"

For the first time, Lin Hezhou felt fear deep in his heart, but it wasn't just this that surprised him. What happened next surprised him so much that he almost forgot that he was still in the game.

Jiang Fengyan's subsequent style change, yes, Lin Hezhou realized that Jiang Fengyan was imitating himself, and, whether it was serving or returning the ball, the kind of strength that only he could play was easily played by Jiang Fengyan.

The confrontation between the two seems to have become a duel between two Lin Hezhous, and the match scene is extremely hot.

"Oops, how do I feel, Lin Hezhou is playing the same game as himself?"

"That's right, Jiang Fengyan completely imitated Lin Hezhou's skills."

"Not just imitating, but even surpassing Lin Hezhou himself!"

The audience in the auditorium was completely excited. Jiang Fengyan's performance was like performing magic, copying all Lin Hezhou's playing movements and basic skills.

"..."

Seeing this scene, Liu Fangze, Zhou Huashang and the others opened their mouths in surprise and were speechless.

"What an admirable guy."

Alex couldn't help shaking his head, Jiang Fengyan was always able to make impressive moves.

"In this world, the most difficult thing to imitate is Li Hongshang's golf skills. Although it is simple, it is precisely because it is too simple that it is not easy to achieve. However, he can reproduce it perfectly. Not only that, he also imitated Lin Hezhou's playing style..."

Lin Hezhou was almost crazy. Playing against him was the most painful thing. It was as if the opponent knew what he was thinking. No matter where he hit, the opponent could catch it. At the same time, because the opponent was himself, Lin Hezhou could also guess his thoughts.

Therefore, this match turned into a terrifying continuous battle.

However, this is not a headache, the worst thing is that the Lin Hezhou imitated by Jiang Fengyan has a tendency to surpass himself!

"Could it be that Jiang Fengyan knows his own tennis skills better than Lin Hezhou?"

Seeing this scene, everyone opened their mouths in surprise.

Lin Hezhou is very dissatisfied, is he going to be defeated by his fake self?

No, it can't go on like this, absolutely can't lose here!
Lin Hezhou tried his best, but the final result was very bad.

Jiang Fengyan achieved a perfect victory against Lin Hezhou.

2-0, the game is over!
Lin Yuxiang covered her small mouth, and Shui Ling's big eyes were already moist. She knew how cruel this match was to Lin Hezhou.

To be defeated by an opponent imitating oneself is a blatant insult!
"This is the perfect victory, isn't it?"

Jiang Fengyan came to the net, looked at Lin Hezhou who was squatting on the ground panting for breath and said with a smile, "How, how does it feel to be defeated by your own tricks?"

Lin Hezhou gritted his teeth and stared at Jiang Fengyan viciously. Even though he was unwilling, he had to say that he was completely defeated in this match!
Lin Hezhou himself admitted that for Jiang Fengyan, it was an impeccable victory.

"Using the same technique, the person who still had the upper hand lost the match. This proves that no matter what, Lin Hezhou can't beat Jiang Fengyan."

"Lin Hezhou not only lost to his opponent, but also to himself. What a miserable match!"

The discussion in the auditorium came out, and Lin Hezhou's ferocious expression couldn't help but dimmed.

There is nothing to say, and there is no room for refutation, because Lin Hezhou knows very well that he has already lost completely in this battle.

"However, it seems that the battle between us is not over yet."

After Jiang Fengyan suddenly dropped this sentence, he turned and left.

After hearing this sentence, Lin Hezhou was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly gave a wry smile.

"Yeah, it's not over yet."

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After the game, the auditorium began to disperse.

on the street.

"I really didn't expect Jiang Fengyan to win so easily."

"Speaking of which, did you just pretend to be so physically exhausted?"

"It's just pretending, is that so? Could it be that the incarnation has become a fraudster?"

"Look at that sinister expression, it is indeed so."

"Hahaha."

The audience was very satisfied with this match. Jiang Fengyan's matches had never disappointed anyone. Because of this, more and more people began to like Jiang Fengyan and regarded him as the object of their pursuit.

"Sure enough, the only person who can stop Jiang Fengyan is Li Hongshang."

"Yeah, I'm really looking forward to their final!"

In the hotel, there are more and more guests, and they are talking about today's game.

"Che, he's just a guy with fancy skills. In my opinion, if he doesn't have those skills, he's just an ordinary player."

After hearing these people's comments, a young man in a bartender uniform made a cut and muttered unhappily.

"Hey, Echo Vincent, why are you standing there in a daze, come and work!"

"Damn old man."

A loud shout came, Aike frowned, opened his mouth and cursed softly, and hurried over.

"Speaking of which, why would I do such a thing?"

After Aike delivered the wine that the guests wanted, he looked at the pedestrians coming and going on the street, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"It's not good to be poor at home, and it's painful to have a cheating father. I participated in a tennis match, and all the prize money I won was sent back to pay off the debts. I didn't have enough living expenses. It's really bad luck for eight lifetimes."

Aike thought so, and was about to go back to the service counter with a plate. At this moment, a blonde woman in revealing clothes screamed and bumped into Aike's body.

"Smelly bitch, I'm so annoying."

A burly man reeking of alcohol held a bottle of wine in his hand, walked over staggeringly, and threw it at the blonde.

There was a loud "bang", and blood flowed from Aike's forehead.

At this moment, the bustling hotel suddenly fell silent.

(End of this chapter)