Dimensional Magic Skills of Net King System

Chapter 62
"Who dares to fight me?"

Jiang Fengyan said this very aggressively.

Instead of using the word "willing", he directly used the word "dare".

The word "willing" means euphemism and solicitation, and can reflect a person's humility and politeness. If the opponent wants to save face, just refuse directly.

But the word dare to be used here is quite provocative, and Jiang Fengyan used this word to express a meaning.

Among all the people present, my skills are the best. Therefore, for the opponent, it becomes such a sentence, dare to accept my challenge.

If you don't accept it, it means that you have admitted that you are not as good as others. If you admit that you are not as good as others, then Jiang Fengyan will win if he doesn't fight, and he can easily save Xinle's face.

Therefore, for the people who transported the university, they had to accept Jiang Fengyan's challenge.

"Yes, this kid."

Zhao Bishun smiled and turned his gaze to Sun Yi. Sun Yi snorted coldly and said, "I've already played a match today, and it's impossible to fight him. Besides, it doesn't make any sense to beat him in this kind of informal match. I want to beat him in the national competition in front of tens of thousands of spectators!"

As if he knew that Sun Yi would say such a thing, Zhao Bishun said: "No matter what, this guy's challenge must be accepted. Otherwise, even if we won the previous two games, if we don't take this one, the previous two games won't make any sense."

Sun Yi sneered and said, "Why do you want to do such a thing? Just beat them in the regional competition of the national competition. Wouldn't it be good? That would deal a bigger blow to them."

Zhao Bishun smiled calmly and said, "This Yue Yan is a troublemaker. It's not like you don't know that this guy's philosophy is to completely defeat the opponent. Just like last year, even if he loses to the opponent head-on, he will give them a fatal blow from behind."

"A person who usually looks smiling is a jerk at heart."

Sun Yi said without giving any face, this is his evaluation of their ministers, which is very pertinent.

After hearing this, Zhao Bishun shook his head and smiled. He didn't like their minister either.

So, Zhao Bishun shrugged his shoulders, looked at Yue Yan, and asked, "Minister, then, who should we send to deal with him now?"

Holding the racket, Yue Yan stared at Jiang Fengyan coldly for a while, and was about to take the opportunity to taunt a few words. After hearing Zhao Bishun's question behind him, he turned around and said, "Isn't he just a junior from the tennis club? Just find someone to deal with it."

Sun Yi's face turned ugly when he heard that, Zhao Bishun nodded and said, "Then, Chen Luo and Senior, our last match will be left to you."

At this time, a guy who was not tall and looked like a mouse-eye came out with a smile and said, "You only call me senior when you ask me to do something."

Zhao Bishun smiled: "Don't say that, senior, how could I do this, anyway, please, senior."

Hearing this, Chen Luoyu took the racket and walked towards the arena, but he was complaining in his heart, asking me to deal with a junior, even if I won, it would not be very honorable.

"Forget it, it's quite interesting to hit this arrogant kid."

Thinking of this, Chen Luo smiled obscenely and walked up to the serving line.

Seeing that Jiang Fengyan and Chen Luoyu were about to start the match, Rong Feihai's face was gloomy and his emotions were very complicated. He hoped that Jiang Fengyan would win, but he didn't want him to win.

I hope he wins because now only Jiang Fengyan can restore the face of the school tennis club that they have lost.

He didn't want him to win because Rong Feihai had always regarded Jiang Fengyan as his rival in love. It would be too embarrassing to let him wipe his ass for him, and he would owe him a favor because of this, which was the last thing he wanted to see.

However, compared to him, others were inexplicably relieved.

They were very aware of Jiang Fengyan's strength, especially after nearly half a month of multiple times of terrifying training, his strength may have been difficult to estimate.

What's more, they are familiar with Chen Luo and this person, because in last year's national competition, this Chen Luo was on stage. Although he had won the national competition, they saw clearly the strength of this person.

Therefore, they were very sure that Jiang Fengyan could defeat him this time.

"Hey, Zhao Bishun, did you make a mistake? To deal with such a kid, you actually let someone from the school team go up? Isn't this an anti-aircraft gun to kill mosquitoes, an overkill?"

Yue Yan shook his head and mocked.

After hearing this, Zhao Bishun said, "Don't say that, minister, in order to ensure our 100% victory and further suppress our opponents, it's better to be cautious."

Yue Yan snorted coldly and stopped talking. After all, Zhao Bishun is very popular in the tennis club now, and most importantly, he has the best relationship with the coach.

"Uh, is this kid really on the hook?"

The middle-aged man who had been standing next to Jiang Fengyan before was dumbfounded for a moment. Not long ago, I had to persuade him to work hard. After all, the "newcomer" who would be on the field one day, was standing on the field in the next second?
"Just now he said that he is a member of the tennis club."

"However, he was not seen in last year's national competition."

"Maybe it's an ordinary member. After all, there are still more than a hundred members in the Xinle Tennis Club."

"It may also be joined this year."

"He's so courageous. It's really pitiful that he has to fight against the members of the Chengyun school team who have participated in the national competition from the very beginning."

"Who told him to stand up for himself, wanting to stand up for his predecessors?"

There was a lot of discussion among the people, and Jiang Fengyan was generally not optimistic, except for the middle-aged man, who had a slight expectation.

On the field, Jiang Fengyan played against Chen Luoyu, and it was a set match. Chen Luoyu served.

"Hurry up and end the game."

Thinking this way, Chen Luohe tossed the tennis ball high and sent it out.

The tennis ball quickly passed the net and rushed directly to the inner corner of the first area.

Jiang Fengyan moved back slightly, swung the racket, and hit it with one hit. Then, he hit the ball with a forehand and hit the tennis ball to the opponent's right corner.

Snapped!
Following the sound, Chen Luoyu glanced casually at where the ball landed, then squinted his eyes at Jiang Feng Yanxu and said, "It's out of bounds."

Jiang Fengyan was taken aback and said, "No way."

Because the game is judged by himself, Jiang Fengyan could only curl his lips and said helplessly, "Okay."

Then, for the second ball, Jiang Fengyan hit the right corner again, but it went out of bounds again.

Everyone was surprised and opened their mouths wide, wondering why Jiang Fengyan always hit out of bounds.

"It's really normal."

Chen Luoyu shook his head, thinking that he still overestimated his opponent a bit.

The first round was easily won by Chen Luohe.

Jiang Fengyan pouted, no matter so much, let's keep his serve first.

"Is it really out of bounds?"

Zhao Bishun asked suddenly.

Sun Yi snorted coldly and said, "You're not blind, didn't you see that every ball hit the same place."

"That's right, that place is, it looks like it's out of bounds from a distance, but in fact the tennis ball presses the intersection point of the baseline and the sideline, that is, the ball from the bottom corner."

In tennis matches, as long as the landing point of the tennis ball has a little intersection with the sideline, it is also counted as in-bounds.

Zhao Bishun then continued, "I'm sure, your defeat that day seems to be true, this kid is very strong."

Yue Yan didn't hear their conversation, but just yawned, because he didn't pay much attention to the game. Therefore, when he saw Jiang Fengyan lose a game so quickly, he seemed a little bored. He only hoped that Chen Luohe would leave after he quickly finished.

Jiang Fengyan's serve.

"Hit your opponent with a non-human serve!"

At this moment, everyone in Luo Yudan shouted in unison in their hearts.

However, Jiang Fengyan did not serve with an external spin, but just served his own serve, a very common side spin serve.

After the first shot, Chen Luoyu narrowed his eyes again and said, "Out of bounds."

Hearing this, Jiang Fengyan was taken aback, thinking to himself, when did he become so stupid.

After making a mistake, Jiang Fengyan had to take the second shot. Fortunately, this time, Jiang Fengyan only used half of his strength, and the ball did not go out of bounds.

Chen Luoyu just caught it and hit back, Jiang Fengyan had been waiting for a long time at the landing point, the tennis ball did not touch the ground, Jiang Fengyan intercepted it, and then hit the ball with a forehand to the other side.

Chen Luoyu couldn't catch up, the tennis ball hit the ground and popped out.

15-15.
"Hey, not bad."

Chen Luoyu commented like a senior.

Jiang Fengyan didn't say anything, and the third ball was sent, and the tennis ball approached the inner corner of the first area with a strong spin.

After Chen Luohe smiled, he caught up and swung the racket vigorously, but it missed.

Tennis passed him by.

15-30.
The fourth ball, the same situation happened, Chen Luoyu missed again, 15-40.
Chen Luoyu frowned, a little puzzled, how could he always miss a shot that was obviously very simple, and swung the racket empty?
"What's going on, that Chen Luoyu has been slapping around?"

The audience outside the stadium were surprised.

On the fifth ball, Jiang Fengyan sent it vigorously, and the tennis ball flew by like lightning, and then hit the corner line directly.

"Out of bounds."

Chen Luohe breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his opponent make a mistake.

At this time, Zhao Bishun couldn't stand it anymore, and suddenly said: "Senior, don't play tricks, the ball is in bounds, don't believe me, go and see for yourself?"

Hearing this, Chen Luoyu was taken aback, thinking how it was possible, so he approached the bottom corner line, and when he opened his eyes wide, he really saw the imprint on the sideline.

At this moment, Chen Luohe thought to himself, could it be the same with those balls before.

So with a bad premonition, he turned his head, looked at the bottom corner line, and suddenly froze there.

At that point on the diagonal there is a very clear impression of being hit several times by the tennis ball.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized how terrifying his opponent was!
(End of this chapter)