Dimensional Magic Skills of Net King System

Chapter 293 Anonymous Big Man

Jiang Fengyan was a little surprised that Alex appeared in front of him so quickly.

Wimbledon is very big, and there is a lot of traffic. Even people who came here together may be scattered in the crowd, let alone people who have no contact at all, meet in this vast crowd.

This is definitely not a layout, but a chance encounter, Jiang Fengyan is convinced of this.

Alex sat down beside Jiang Fengyan very politely, spread his hands, leaned back slightly, and leaned back on the chair, looking very lazy and casual.

"Yo, long time no see."

Alex greeted Jiang Yinling with a smile through the gap left by Jiang Fengyan's back, but in exchange for that, he rolled his eyes.

"Uh, did I disturb your interest?"

Scratching the back of his head embarrassingly, Alex said with some embarrassment.

Jiang Fengyan shook his head and said, "Not really, but it seems that we are destined to meet here so soon."

Alex replied irrefutably: "Yeah, I had nothing to do after dinner, and I didn't expect to meet you here. But it seems that you are more popular than me. These guys have a lot of fun playing with your tennis skills, although none of them have succeeded."

Jiang Fengyan shrugged his shoulders, looked at those people who had ruined their tennis skills on the court, and smiled in relief.

Even if people in this world love tennis to the point of madness, even if they are much ahead in technology, it is not so easy to break the barrier between two-dimensional and three-dimensional in such a simple way.

Jiang Fengyan was able to play that kind of trick because of the Net King system. If these people want to play those tennis skills, they have to put in a lot of hard work, and most importantly, they may not succeed.

"But having said that, I'm quite curious. In this competition, you are obviously the most stressed player. Why do I look like you are so relaxed?"

Alex looked at Jiang Fengyan beside him, and said curiously.

"pressure?"

Jiang Fengyan tilted his head for no apparent reason. To be honest, being able to compete at Wimbledon did make him a little excited and nervous, but how should I put it, he really didn't feel the pressure.

Seeing Jiang Fengyan's confused look, Alex could not help pressing his forehead with a headache and said, "Don't you know that because you are participating in the competition with a special status, the more you get to the later competitions, if you lose a game, the points will be deducted exponentially!"

Hearing this, Jiang Fengyan froze for a moment.

Alex thought that Jiang Fengyan didn't fully understand, and continued to explain: "So, if you lose in the first round, an extra [-] points will be deducted, excluding the [-] points you signed up for, and [-] points will be deducted if you lose in the second round, [-] points in the third round, [-] points in the fourth round, and so on."

This time, Jiang Fengyan finally understood, and stood up suddenly.

"Aren't you kidding me, the more points are deducted at the end, that is to say, either I lose the game early, or I keep winning?"

Jiang Fengyan turned his gaze to Jiang Yinling in disbelief.

Jiang Yinling nodded, but stretched out her hand, patted Jiang Fengyan's shoulder, and said with a smile, "What are you afraid of? Isn't this your challenge? Even if you lose a game later, you will be deducted a lot of points. I also believe that you will never back down, right?"

The glasses lady said so much, how can Jiang Fengyan refuse, not to mention that for Jiang Fengyan, he is indeed not afraid, after all, his goal is to be the champion of this competition!

In this world, if you want to crack the skills in the Net King system, for these guys who have never been in contact with it, even if they are seeded players with more than 8000 points, they will not be able to adapt and find a solution in a short time.

Moreover, these proud seeded players would not take themselves seriously, let alone study their sky-defying skills.

Alex was very aware of Jiang Fengyan's strength. If he wanted to defeat Jiang Fengyan, he would have to work hard.

Although he believed that those seeded players with [-] points were not idiots, it was impossible for them to be cautious about a player with only [-] points.

Thinking of this, Alex really believed that Jiang Fengyan might be able to give these seeded players a head-on blow. At that time, even if they wanted to go back on their word, they would have no chance.

"Is such a fancy tennis ball useful?"

A young man with a red turban on his head has a fierce look on his face, especially his eyes, which look like a tiger.

Standing behind the crowd, he can still see the game on the court clearly because he is really big.

The people around this young man were not happy when they heard this, and some even argued without turning their heads: "That's because you didn't see the tennis magician himself try out these tricks. These tennis skills are not something ordinary people can't break at all. He is a real tennis genius."

"Tennis genius?" The young man snorted coldly after hearing this: "Now, what kind of person really can be called a genius."

The young man put his thick arm on his chest, then left with his head raised. When he passed by Jiang Feng studying them, he suddenly stopped and turned his gaze to Alex.

"It's you?"

Hearing this, Alex couldn't help but asked in a daze: "Brother, do I know you?"

Hearing this, the young man turned his head and left, leaving Alex with a dazed face.

"This guy is so annoying."

Jiang Yinling pouted and said, looking like a little woman, Jiang Fengyan glanced at the glasses girl, and couldn't help being surprised, the glasses girl also has such a side?
"Who is that guy, he seems quite proud?"

Among the crowd of onlookers, someone watched the young man's leaving back, and couldn't help frowning.

Alex let out a long sigh, and said to Jiang Fengyan and the others: "That guy's name is Merk Witt, a player from Canada. He currently has more than 700 points, which is on par with me. He is a bottom-line player."

Jiang Fengyan couldn't help squinting his eyes: "Didn't you say you don't know him?"

"I know him, but I just don't want to say that I know him in front of him."

"What a hypocritical guy." Jiang Fengyan said.

Alex's eyelids trembled, and he said, "Don't talk about me, he despises you so much, won't you fight back?"

"Counterattack?" Jiang Fengyan tilted his head: "What's the use of counterattacking here? To deal with such an arrogant guy, the only way to fight back is to defeat him in the arena. No, to make him feel desperate is the most beneficial counterattack!"

Seeing Jiang Fengyan's evil expression, Alex already felt that he should look at Jiang Fengyan with admiration. This guy is definitely not an honest person.

There were more and more people on the court, and the crowd of onlookers had also increased many times. Jiang Fengyan and the others had no choice but to leave here.

However, the performance on the court was still going on, and everyone could perform. Of course, the performance was Jiang Fengyan's tennis skills. In the end, someone even gave out a monetary reward.

This activity seemed to be very interesting, Jiang Fengyan could not help but stop the pace of leaving, turned around with the eye girl, and stared at the people on the field.

"Although tennis is a sport, it should be more enjoyable."

Alex said with a smile: "It seems that Jiang Fengyan, you have changed these people's understanding of tennis!"

"Of course I am happy that more and more people like tennis, but..."

Before Jiang Feng could finish his sentence, a big man rushed in.

"Tennis is a passionate competitive sport, not for you to play. What you do is simply insulting tennis!"

The big guy was very angry, even very excited. He came to the middle of the court, squeezed one of them away, snatched the racket from him, and then pointed to the opposite person and said, "Come on, come on, I will show you today, that kind of fancy tennis is not vulnerable at all!"

"Hey, you big man, none of us know Jiang Fengyan's tricks. If you really know how, you can beat you with just one move!"

"Don't make trouble with this kind of person, this guy is here to impress the public."

People started rioting, clamoring to get him out.

There is no way for one person to compete with these hundreds or even thousands of people. The big man was kicked out while cursing.

It happened to be near Jiang Fengyan and the others.

Glancing at Jiang Fengyan unhappily, the big man said, "Cut, you're still wearing a mask. Do you think you're a celebrity?"

Jiang Fengyan was taken aback. He thought the big man recognized him, and when he was about to ask him how he recognized him, the big man said, "Nowadays, people who are not famous like to wear a mask on their face. What are they pretending to be like!"

After finishing speaking, the big man was about to leave, but Alex suddenly took a step forward and said, "This uncle stay!"

"Who do you say is the uncle?"

The big man turned his head and growled loudly in dissatisfaction.

Alex's eyelids trembled and he smiled and said, "Um, I'm sorry, brother, since you're so unconvinced, how about we have a fight?"

"Fight with you?" The big man asked after glancing at Alex with disdain.

Alex shook his head, shamelessly stretched out his hand in front of Jiang Fengyan and said, "Of course it's him."

Jiang Fengyan: "..."

(End of this chapter)