Dimensional Magic Skills of Net King System

Chapter 49 Single backhand volley kick (second update)
The strength gap is indeed slowly reflected.

Yang Yingran seemed to be stunned by Jiang Fengyan's shot just now. The next two shots were obviously his serve, but he made mistakes one after another.

The score came to 15-40, and the first break point of the set appeared.

Jiang Fengyan held the break point, and everyone was taken aback, thinking, could Jiang Fengyan get the first break point in this game.

"clam down!"

Yang Yingran held the ball, but didn't release it immediately, but closed her eyes calmly, and let out a long sigh of relief.

He is sorting out his emotions. If there is a problem at this time, then the next game will be very dangerous for him!
Jiang Fengyan didn't provoke him either, but waited patiently. He could use strange tricks to disrupt his rhythm on the field, but he couldn't attack him emotionally. After all, he had already cheated by owning the Net King system. If he used other means to win, it would be a bit ineffective.

Finally, Yang Yingran opened his eyes. He tossed the tennis ball high, raised his head, and concentrated his attention without any distraction.

After the tennis ball fell and entered the range of his swing, Yang Yingran swung the racket abruptly, and even gave a loud shout, cheering himself up, and at the same time intimidating the enemy.

The tennis ball flew out with a whistling sound, with a rapid spin, and after passing the net, it fell rapidly, landed in the inner corner of the first area, and then bounced violently.

Jiang Fengyan took a slight step back, then swung his racket and hit a straight forehand. Jiang Fengyan did not attack rashly.

Even though he could obviously use this ball to play his own offensive rhythm, but there are risks after all, so he chose to seek stability.

After all, if he can win this break, then he will control the rhythm for a long time in the following games.

Once he got into his own rhythm, Jiang Fengyan was confident that he could defeat him even without using the skills of Wangwang system!
Of course, Jiang Fengyan was not the only one who was cautious. Yang Yingran was also the same. He backhanded his best diagonal corner kick, lengthened the distance of the ball, and forced Jiang Fengyan to run left and right, just like he did for himself before.

But after Jiang Fengyan arrived, he didn't hit a long ball. Instead, he directly sliced ​​the ball with a forehand, hoisted the tennis ball to the net, and disrupted the rhythm on his own initiative.

For this slice, Yang Yingran was a little surprised. After the ball passed the net, he rushed forward quickly. When he came to the net, the timing was a little bit late, and he could barely catch it.

This one hits the ball poorly, with almost no upforce.

The tennis ball slowly flew up, in stark contrast to the previous fastball, as if it had been suddenly slowed down several times.

At this moment, everyone is watching the ball.

They were very nervous, whether the ball could pass the net!
Jiang Fengyan couldn't get there anymore, so he could only pray and resign himself to fate, hoping that the tennis ball wouldn't pass the net!

In the end, the tennis ball touched the net, and after climbing up for half a second, it lost the momentum to move forward, and fell back to the court where Yang Yingran was!

"Hey!"

The audience let out a sigh, this goal is too bad.

As for Wenxuan and Zhen Yunshan, they breathed a sigh of relief, and Zhen Yunshan jumped up happily: "With me as a lucky star, Feng Yan, you can just hit this kind of ball, hahaha."

Wen Xuanxu squinted his little eyes, glanced at Zhen Yunshan, and thought it was none of your business.

Jiang Fengyan successfully won the break.

"Unexpectedly, Director Yang was the first to break the serve!"

"It is indeed unimaginable."

"This last goal, the opponent was too lucky, there is no way."

During the discussion, there were both emotions and sighs.

The break of serve in this round is good news for Jiang Fengyan. His opponent must have suffered a lot at this time. Although he will recover quickly, at least in one or two rounds, he can take the initiative in this game!
However, the premise is that one's own serve must be kept.

2-1, Jiang Fengyan takes the lead, and the two exchange venues!
Jiang Fengyan's serve!

Strike while the iron is hot, Jiang Feng develops a very aggressive serve, Yang Yingran barely catches it, Jiang Feng develops the ball to the net, and directly completes the smash!

15-0!

This shot is very quick and takes less than 30 seconds!
Jiang Fengyan was clearly making a strong attack, and wanted to score points quickly before his opponent recovered from the loss of being broken!
Then, on the second ball, Jiang Fengyan made a strong offensive serve again, but because he was too urgent, Jiang Fengyan made a mistake.

For the second serve, he chose the topspin serve that professional players often use for the second serve.

There was nothing wrong with this serve. Yang Yingran gritted his teeth to catch it, and hit a backhand, trying to turn it around and take the initiative from Jiang Fengyan's hands.

But Jiang Fengyan didn't give his opponent a chance. He volleyed backhand with both hands and hit a topspin ball, forcing Yang Ying, who was about to hit the net, to retreat to the bottom line.

At this time, after Yang Yingran turned around to catch the ball, Jiang Fengyan had already come to the net and hit a high-pressure ball again!
30-0!

"No way, Manager Yang was beaten into a daze?"

"It's not good to go on like this."

"Could it be that Manager Yang has nothing to do with a newcomer?"

All the members of the tennis club opened their mouths in surprise. They did not expect that Yang Yingran would be in such a predicament after breaking serve.

His emotions are very problematic now!
Next, Jiang Fengyan won two games in a row and easily kept his serve. The big score came to 4-2!

"Good job, Feng Yan."

Zhen Yunshan was as happy as a child when he saw Jiang Fengyan taking the lead.

Wenxuan watched from the side, and couldn't help but said, "Are you really his fan?"

"Why, doesn't it look like it?"

"I thought you were just pretending." Wen Xuanxu narrowed his eyes and said.

"Don't squint your eyes. You are small, but after you squint, you can't see at all. It's scary!"

Wen Xuan cut it off after hearing this: "I want you to take care of it!"

"Hey, Jiang Fengyan actually took the lead, that's fine."

With the appearance of this familiar voice, when Wen Xuan and Zhen Yunshan turned their heads, they saw Liu Fangze appearing here.

"Liu Fangze, aren't your school team members in special training? Why did you come here?"

At this time, the members of the tennis club saw the members of the school team appearing here, and asked in surprise.

Ordinary players can only train outside, but the school team has to conduct special training indoors!

After listening to their inquiries, Liu Fangze was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "I'll come out to rest for a while, hehe."

Wenxuan sneered, and directly exposed his lie: "You obviously escaped and wanted to be lazy, and you said you should take a break, who would believe it?"

After Liu Fangze rolled his eyes at Wenxuan, he rushed over, hugged his head, and pressed it hard: "You are the one who talks too much!"

"Come on, I still want to watch the game!"

Wenxuan said loudly, and Liu Fangze let go.

The two moved their eyes to the field at the same time.

On the court, it came to Yang Yingran's serve. This round was crucial to him.

If he can't keep it, he will be really in danger this time!

Holding the ball, Yang Yingran looked at Jiang Fengyan and sighed in his heart, blaming himself for underestimating the enemy before.

"If you don't use that trick at this time, this game will really be suspended."

At this time, Yang Yingran finally decided to use her own trick!
Yang Yingran threw the tennis ball high into the sky, then jumped vigorously, stretched out her arms, waved the racket, and sent a side spin ball. This serve was still not offensive at all.

However, the moment he received the ball, Jiang Fengyan had a bad feeling in his heart.

The moment Jiang Fengyan hit the ball back, he just raised his head when he suddenly realized that his opponent had already counterattacked and the tennis ball had just passed him by.

15-0!

Jiang Fengyan didn't see the ball clearly at all, but the moment he raised his head, he lost a point. What's going on?

At this time, Jiang Fengyan, who was on the field, was puzzled like a monk Zhang Er.

But the authorities were bewildered and watched from the sidelines.

The audience saw the ball clearly.

"Here it is, Manager Yang's signature stunt, the one-handed backhand volley!"

"A super-aggressive shot, and he took it to the extreme."

"Unexpectedly, to deal with this newcomer, he used his famous skills!"

"This game is stable!"

The old members of the tennis club commented excitedly, as if they hadn't seen this ball for a long time, and once, they admired this move deeply!
"It's really amazing!"

Wen Xuan rubbed his eyes, the one-handed backhand volley just now was really weird and perfect!
"Actually, Manager Yang's strength is no worse than the current school team members." Liu Fangze recalled with emotion: "I used to be in the same group as him, but only one person in each group could become a regular player. Fortunately, in the final, I defeated him, but his one-handed counter-volley was really disgusting!"

"Even you are disgusted by him, it seems that he is really strong!"

Wenxuan nodded. He knew Liu Fangze's strength very well, and it would be difficult to fight back if he could make Liu Fangze feel sick.

At this time, Wenxuan began to worry about Jiang Fengyan!
"But." Liu Fangze changed the subject, and said with a wretched smile, "Boss Liu's trick is useful to others. If Jiang Fengyan sees it through, this single backhand volley will become his own nightmare!"

Hearing this, Wen Xuan was taken aback, and asked in surprise, "What's going on?"

Liu Fangze smiled lightly: "Let's take your time and see for yourself."

(End of this chapter)