Dimensional Magic Skills of Net King System

Chapter 48 There are back and forth
Jiang Fengyan might have disappointed these people.

To deal with Yang Yingran, he didn't intend to use the skills in Wang Wang's system.

At least for now, it doesn't seem necessary.

Facing the arrogant Yang Yingran, Jiang Fengyan didn't say much, and continued to throw the tennis ball into the sky, then looked up at the tennis ball falling, and at the moment when he counted to five silently, he kicked his feet hard, relaxed his whole body, rotated his body slightly, and concentrated all his strength on his wrists.

call out!
A standard side-spin serve flew out again. This ball landed a lot forward, and the angle was extremely biased, which was very similar to a certain ball Yang Yingran hit before.

Facing the ball, Yang Yingran rushed forward instinctively, but the tennis ball passed him by, so he was still a step behind!
40-15.
The game came to Jiang Fengyan's game point, Jiang Fengyan patted the ball, ready to serve the last ball of the game.

The audience outside the court, especially the members of the tennis club, were a little surprised at this moment.

Originally, they thought that with Yang Yingran's strength, it shouldn't be so difficult to deal with a newcomer.

But in fact, the two played back and forth, took the same amount of time, and even the process was the same, they each kept their serve.

The last ball was delivered. This time, Yang Yingran caught Jiang Fengyan's catch, but the quality of the return was not very good.

Jiang Fengyan seized the opportunity and hit the net again with a high-pressure ball from the outer corner.

Standing in the distance, Yang Yingran could only watch the tennis ball fall into the court and bounce out. He was too far away from where the ball landed, so there was nothing he could do.

Jiang Fengyan kept his serve.

At this moment, Yang Yingran seemed to feel something was wrong.

Even if he cracked the opponent's non-human serve, the opponent's technique is obviously not simple.

Almost on par with myself.

Moreover, I have to admit that because the quality of the opponent's serve is higher than his own, the pressure he faces is even greater.

With a high-quality serve, you can control the initiative of the game and score the winning point.

"This kid's foundation is not bad."

Yang Yingran thought in his heart that he was much more serious now, and there was a slight difference. Maybe he really couldn't win this battle.

The previous conceit has disappeared, and now Yang Yingran is much more cautious.

This can be seen from the longer time he takes the ball.

He raised his head, bent his knees, threw the ball, and then waved the racket. The tennis ball flew out quickly with a whistling sound, passed the net, and fell rapidly.

This serve was beyond Jiang Fengyan's expectation.

Seeing that the situation was not right, he took a step forward and hit a straight forehand.

At this time, Jiang Fengyan was pulled near the left boundary by the serve.

The ball was hit too squarely, and Yang Yingran, who was standing directly opposite him, threw a backhand diagonally to Jiang Fengyan's right corner.

After seeing this goal, almost everyone thought that Yang Yingran would definitely score this point.

Even Wenxuan took a slight step forward. The ball was played beautifully. It can be described as a textbook way of using the serve to create a winning point.

However, what everyone didn't expect was that the moment Jiang Fengyan received the ball, he guessed that the opponent would definitely hit a reverse slash.

Therefore, the moment Yang Yingran hit the backhand diagonally, Jiang Fengyan was already running towards the net, and finally, just as the tennis ball flew over the net, Jiang Fengyan appeared in front of the tennis ball.

At this moment, Yang Yingran was still near the bottom line in the left corner, because he thought he would definitely win the point, so he didn't return to the center line to defend!

Jiang Fengyan seized the opportunity, did not give the opponent the slightest chance to counterattack, and directly slammed the ball with a straight smash.

Snapped!
There was a sound, and the tennis ball bounced off the ground.

15-0, Jiang Fengyan takes the lead.

This goal was very exciting, and the audience outside the court did not know who it was, and applauded first.

Immediately afterwards, sporadic applause sounded, and gradually, everyone applauded accordingly.

"I didn't expect that this kid could catch the ball and then hit a smash."

"In that case, can you guess the route of the opponent's ball? Awesome!"

These new members who have just arrived here also have to admire.

"This nerd is really powerful. Even without those magical skills, he can still play very well!"

However, there will always be discordant voices.

"so so."

The one who said this was the one who had always looked down on Jiang Fengyan and was extremely conceited.

When you look at everything with colored eyes, then everything you see will be ugly or even wrong.

And this person, because of jealousy and conceit, he is so dismissive of everything.

No, after seeing this game, he felt bored instead, turned around and left.

"Who is that man? How arrogant."

"Don't you know, it's the champion of the third group in the D area. It seems to be called Zou Hongfang. It's strong, but it's a bit arrogant and looks down on others."

"Well, among the people standing here, who is not the champion of the group?"

Someone laughed.

Wenxuan opened his small eyes wide at this time, and he didn't blink for a long time. This time, he was 100% sure that Jiang Fengyan used his full strength, after all, he played at a pretty good level.

Both offense and defense are in place. This kind of Jiang Fengyan is the Jiang Fengyan he is familiar with.

The big score is one to one.

Zhen Yunshan was a little unhappy, and a little nervous in her heart. Because she couldn't see the situation clearly, the score of one to one made her a little worried.

"Come on, Fengyan student!"

In this not too lively atmosphere, Zhen Yunshan's crisp voice was extremely loud, and at this moment, it attracted everyone's attention.

"Fuck, isn't that the manager of the women's tennis team? What are you doing here?"

"Didn't you see that she was cheering for the nerd, probably his fan."

"What, this is so unfair, why does he have such high-level fans as the manager of the women's tennis team when he just joined the tennis team!" A member of the team said frantically.

"advanced?"

The other person couldn't help squinting his eyes when he heard this, is there a difference between high and low fans?
On the field, Yang Yingran's serve.

Starting with a standard side spin serve, Yang Yingran moved the tennis ball to the inner corner of the first zone. Jiang Fengyan caught the ball and hit a wide-angle diagonal ball. As a result, the speed of the ball did not reach the speed expected.

However, at this time, Jiang Fengyan was on the left side of the center line, and there was no way to catch the fast and vigorous straight ball.

15-0.
Jiang Fengyan wiped the sweat off his forehead, turned the racket in his hand, and waited for his second serve.

The tennis game is like this, there will not be much time for you to reflect on the mistakes of the last ball.

Therefore, you can only do your best to focus on the next ball, and dare not relax in the slightest.

Yang Yingran served again and made a mistake.

In the second serve, Yang Yingran hit a topspin serve with high accuracy. The ball fell extremely fast, but Jiang Fengyan still caught it steadily, and then hit a backhand slice.

The ball was floating, seemingly light, but the speed was not slow, and it flew straight to Yang Yingran's left corner.

Yang Yingran arrived in time, held the racket with both hands, and then pushed hard, trying to hit a forehand slash, and took the initiative of the attack back into his hands.

Jiang Fengyan's defensive position was very good. Even though he hit the diagonal ball very trickily, Jiang Fengyan still caught it, and changed direction again, hitting the right corner of the bottom line.

After Yang Yingran ran wildly for a while, he returned to the right corner and barely caught it. Jiang Fengyan stood still and hit the diagonal ball from the left corner of the baseline.

Yang Yingran ran back and forth, while Jiang Fengyan stood near the center line and moved slightly.

"Is this the sense of sight in Tezuka's domain?"

Jiang Fengyan smiled when he thought of this.

Of course, this is not Tezuka's territory, it's just an ordinary two-corner slash ball, allowing the opponent to run back and forth.

This is a very common situation in the professional arena.

After the sixth round, Yang Yingran finally couldn't hold on any longer. He failed to return a forehand and hit the net.

15-15.
This ball took a lot of energy, Yang Yingran's forehead was soaked with sweat, and the sweat dripped on the ground.

Not only did he lose a point, but his physical strength was also consumed by the opponent, which is a loss.

"These two played very anxiously, and their strengths were evenly matched."

This is the point of view of ignorance of the two.

However, those who knew Yang Yingran believed that Yang Yingran shouldn't be so anxious. After all, in the eyes of these people, Jiang Fengyan's strength was far from being able to compete with Yang Yingran.

What's more, they always thought that Jiang Fengyan was giving Yang Yingran a chance to delete the recording in a dignified way, but now it seems that something is wrong.

In fact, Jiang Fengyan didn't want to help Yang Yingran delete the recording, but wanted to really defeat him and make him lose face in front of everyone. In the end, to make matters worse, he distributed the recording in the post bar, making him a public enemy of the whole school.

This is too cruel.

However, after all, the game has just started, and this is only the third game.

Maybe in the future, the strength gap between the two will be reflected naturally.

(End of this chapter)