Dimensional Magic Skills of Net King System

Chapter 65 Convenience Store Encounter

Above the sky, the clouds are getting thicker and the night is getting darker.

In the residential area, there are three tennis courts for residents' entertainment. However, at this time, two tennis courts have disappeared without a trace and are empty.

Because, at this time, almost all the people surrounded the third tennis court, where the competition was particularly intense and more exciting.

The atmosphere is particularly lively, in stark contrast to the empty stadium next to it.

On the tennis court, Jiang Fengyan and Yue Yan were on both sides of the court.

At this time the score was 1-0, Jiang Fengyan took the lead, and the second game was Yue Yan's serve.

In the first ball, Jiang Fengyan lost the point because he fell into the trap designed by Yue Yan.

However, unlike Rong Feihai who was played and applauded, Jiang Fengyan easily saw through his trick.

So as long as Jiang Fengyan didn't hesitate at all and played his own style, then Yue Yan had to find another way.

As for the other methods, Jiang Fengyan believed that with Yue Yan's sophistication and cunning, tricks would only emerge endlessly, and he didn't need to worry about them.

To say that the only thing that worried him a little was the worsening sky.

Before he knew it, there was a wind blowing. The wind was not small, and it might affect the flight trajectory of the tennis ball. This made Jiang Fengyan a little difficult to deal with.

Of course, opponents also face this problem.

On the second ball, Yue Yan served a non-aggressive serve as usual. Jiang Fengyan went up to meet him, and a backhand slanted the ball, which made the slow speed of the ball even slower under this slanted cut.

Even, during the period of time when the tennis ball was flying, people who watched the ball thought that the ball would not pass the net.

But in fact, the ball not only passed the net, but also flew a long distance, enough for Yue Yan to rush forward.

At this time, Jiang Fengyan was in the middle of the field. If Yue Yan slammed the ball hard and hit the tennis ball to the opponent's right corner behind the net, then Jiang Fengyan would have no way to catch it.

"Hmph, this is my chance ball!"

Yue Yan sneered, and suddenly swung the racket sideways, trying to hit a shot with stronger spin and faster speed.

However, all his balls made the ball, which was already extremely unstable due to its rotation, suddenly change its direction.

Originally, he wanted to hit the right corner, but because of the rotation of the ball, the ball deviated from the intended trajectory and flew out of the court.

With a bang, the tennis ball fell outside the court, and Yue Yan's face became even more gloomy.

15-15 level.

"I'm so sorry, I'm different from Narong Feihai. The spin of my ball is stronger than yours. If you don't realize this, your rhythm will never be found in this game!"

Jiang Fengyan said with a blank face, and then did not look at Yue Yan's face, but raised his head to look at the sky. In the dark sky, there seemed to be an undercurrent surging.

At this moment, just when Yue Yan was about to fight back, a silver light flashed in the sky, followed by the sound of thunder.

At this moment, everyone involuntarily covered their ears.

The wind is getting stronger.

"It looks like it's going to rain, we still..."

Zhao Bishun smiled, but before he could finish his sentence, the rainstorm suddenly fell.

"That's all for today's game, Minister, let's go."

In the rain, the audience had already fled. Under the rain curtain, they ran around looking for shelter from the rain.

On the field, Yue Yan snorted coldly, turned around and left with Zhao Bishun and the others.

Jiang Fengyan put a tennis racket on his head and muttered unhappily, "You guys are lucky today."

After speaking, Jiang Fengyan threw the tennis racket back to its owner, and left without any communication with Rong Feihai and the others.

Rumble!
Above the sky, thunder and lightning flashed, and heavy rain poured down.

Jiang Fengyan came to the convenience store to rest for a while. After buying a bottle of drink, he drank it while waiting for the rain to subside.

A moment later, a teenager about Jiang Fengyan's age also ran in, with a tennis racket bag on his back.

"Are you playing tennis outside this late?"

Thinking of this, Jiang Fengyan suddenly narrowed his eyes. Didn't he also go out to play tennis tonight? It seems that he didn't realize that he forgot to bring the racket out until now. This...

"It's raining a lot."

Afterwards, another blond girl appeared dripping wet, trotted to the boy's side, pouted, and said with a depressed face: "Ling Han, you are too hateful, I kindly accompanied you out, and you ran away first when it rained, and you didn't care about me!"

The boy bought a bottle of drink and handed it to the blond girl with a smile, "Aina, can't I be wrong?"

The blond girl snorted, but took the drink the boy bought for her.

Jiang Fengyan watched from a distance and thought, so this girl is from the western part of the United States, why did she come to the east?

"Well, although it's the western part of the United States, it's the same as the United States. Fortunately, they don't speak English, otherwise, it's pretty fucked."

Thinking of this, Jiang Fengyan turned his eyes away and looked at the street outside the store. It had already been covered with rainwater thickly. In the sky, the rain curtain was hanging down, as if it would never stop.

I checked the time, it was already 10:30.

"It's already so late, I'd better call Sister Yinling and ask her to pick me up."

When Jiang Fengyan was muttering about making a phone call, another high school student rushed in with a tennis racket on his back. At this time, the high school student blushed and seemed very excited. I wonder if it was because he was running too fast.

"Do you play tennis too?"

When the high school student saw that the boy was also carrying a racket bag, he immediately stepped forward excitedly and asked like a fool.

Jiang Fengyan squinted his eyes: "Aren't you talking nonsense?"

The boy next to the blond girl turned his head, glanced at the high school student in front of him, pondered for a moment and asked, "Are you from Shangyong High School?"

The high school student was taken aback when he heard this, and asked, "I'm not wearing a school uniform, how do you know? Could it be you too, no, I haven't seen you in the tennis club?"

At this moment, the blond girl covered her mouth and grinned, glanced at the boy beside her, and whispered in his ear, "He doesn't even know you."

The boy didn't say anything, but just took a step forward, came to the high school student, and said seriously: "I'm from Hartlin High School. Didn't we fight in the finals of the last national competition? Don't you remember me?"

The high school student from Shangyong stared at the boy for a long while, then suddenly clapped his hands and said, "I remembered, you are Xu Linghan, I'm so sorry, I'm a little forgetful."

Jiang Fengyan was completely stunned. I'll fuck it up. Those who played against each other in such an important competition last year could forget it. You are no longer forgetful.

"I remember your name, Li Jianyu, right?" Xu Linghan said.

"Yeah, I didn't expect you to remember me. It's really amazing. However, although I lost to you last time, I will definitely defeat you in this year's national competition finals!"

The high school student named Li Jianyu said very confidently.

The blond girl was not happy after hearing this, she pouted and said, "We are the ones who won, and we at Hartling College will definitely win the five-year bully!"

Xu Linghan naturally refused to admit defeat: "This year's strongest singles is still none other than me."

Immediately, he suddenly sighed, looked at Li Jianyu, and said, "It's a pity that your brother is no longer able to participate in high school competitions, and you can't defeat him. This strongest singles seems to be meaningless."

After a moment of silence, Li Jianyu seemed to share the same feeling, and said: "Anyway, I have never defeated him once. Although he has helped me a lot and I have improved a lot, I can't compare to him. He is a true genius!"

Hearing this, Xu Linghan nodded and said, "That's right, he is a real genius!"

Jiang Fengyan listened from the sidelines, wondering why he always felt that the person they were talking about seemed to be very similar to someone.

"By the way, why did you come to the East?"

Xu Linghan smiled and said: "I was originally from the east, but because my father worked in the west, I studied in the west. This time, it's my grandfather's birthday, and I came back to celebrate his birthday."

The blond girl next to him pouted and said, "Obviously I'm here to celebrate my birthday. After dinner, I didn't take it with my grandpa, so I ran out to play tennis."

"However, I seem to have heard that there was a very lively game at the tennis court in the neighborhood next door. Many people went to watch it. I wanted to go too, but a small eye caught me." After glancing at the girl, Xu Linghan suddenly looked at Li Jianyu and asked.

Li Jianyu shook his head and said, "I'm not sure, I'm also on weekends off, so I came to see my brother. Is that little eye you mentioned so powerful that it can even entangle you."

"It's okay, but his ball is a bit disgusting."

"Disgusting?" Li Jianyu was taken aback when he heard that, there is such a ball?

Xu Linghan said with a helpless face: "If you play against him one day, you will know that his ball is extremely difficult to predict. If you really meet in a big competition, I am afraid it will not be very easy to deal with."

Immediately afterwards, Xu Linghan sighed again and said, "It's a pity that it's raining, so we couldn't decide the outcome with him."

In this conversation, especially when he heard the word "small eyes", Jiang Fengyan couldn't help turning his head back and shifting his gaze to them.

"I didn't expect this little eye to meet someone from Hartling High School. No wonder I didn't call me today."

Thinking of this, Jiang Fengyan was stunned when he hurriedly took out the phone from his pocket. There were a hundred missed calls on it.

"This······"

Jiang Feng Yanxu squinted his eyes, thinking that when he went to school the day after tomorrow, his little eyes would have something to say again.

(End of this chapter)