Dimensional Magic Skills of Net King System

Chapter 68 Jiang Fengyan VS Mo Dahu
"The game is about to start, this kid is going to suffer, hehe."

Wen Xuan sat in the auditorium, with a wretched look on his face, and said gloatingly.

"For skilled players, the opponent they are least willing to face is a powerful player like Mo Dahu."

Yang Kairui analyzed his strength.

Zhou Huashang pouted and said, "Anyway, I hate this kind of player the most. He's too irritable. Luckily, I'm in Zone B!"

After finishing speaking, he did not forget to proudly make a V-shaped gesture with his fingers.

"Yes, but your opponent is that Liu Fangze, thanks to you, you are still happy."

Wenxuan squinted his small eyes, looked at Zhou Huashang, and deliberately splashed water.

"Hmph, I'm not afraid of him!"

Zhou Huashang snorted coldly and turned his head away.

"Stop making trouble, and watch Jiang Fengyan suffer."

Liu Fangze smiled evilly. He knew very well that this Mo Dahu was a super violent man. Although he looked taciturn and could only speak five words, his golf skills were not bad at all, not to mention that his strength was extremely violent!
Jiang Fengyan's skinny arms and legs made him look like a child when facing this big guy. After thinking about it, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that he would be hung up and beaten.

Following Liu Fangze's family reminder, both Wenxuan and Zhou Huashang looked like demons, with evil smiles on their faces, and turned their eyes back to the arena.

On the court, with the whistle of the referee, the game began.

Mo Dahu's serve.

Facing Mo Dahu's serve, Jiang Fengyan was still a little nervous. After all, the opponent's strength was terrifying. In the training match, he had seen it with his own eyes. One of his serves directly knocked out the opponent's racket.

"bring it on."

Jiang Fengyan gritted his teeth, held the racket with both hands, bent his body slightly, and waited for it.

Mo Dahu tossed the tennis ball high. His serve was the same as Rong Feihai's, hitting the high-speed serve vigorously.

Taking full advantage of his size and strength, this ball was extremely fast.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Fengyan felt a gust of wind pass by, and the tennis ball had already bounced off the ground.Even the referee called after a long time: "ACE, 15-0."

Jiang Fengyan opened his mouth slightly and wiped it. This is different from what he saw in the training match. Could it be that this is his real strength.

Not to mention receiving it, the ball is so fast that there is no trace of its trajectory!
"Damn it, I thought he was a guy with well-developed limbs and a simple mind. It turns out that he also knew how to hide his true strength during the training match!"

Seeing the ball, the audience cheered in unison.

"What a great serve!"

"As expected, it's easier to play tennis when you're bigger."

Wen Xuanxu narrowed his eyes, and said in surprise: "I didn't expect this to be his true strength. I thought he was that kind of stupid and cute."

Zhou Huashang also nodded, expressing that he was also surprised.

Yang Kairui squinted his eyes falsely, thinking how much do you underestimate the IQ of tall people?

"Size isn't related to size and IQ, is it?"

After thinking about it, Liu Fangze said, "It just seems that the movements are a little clumsy."

On the court, Mo Dahu sent the second ball.

Jiang Fengyan concentrated all his attention this time to see the ball clearly. The moment the tennis ball bounced quickly and came to him, he swung the racket suddenly.

boom!
With a loud noise, Jiang Fengyan caught the ball.

However, this ball was extremely heavy, as if what he received was not a tennis ball, but a solid ball, it was extremely heavy!

Jiang Fengyan gritted his teeth, exerted all his strength, and suddenly hit the ball back.

The tennis ball flew out quickly and passed the net in an instant, but Mo Dahu didn't move.

The tennis ball flew out without landing, and hit the wall of the auditorium on the court.

"Forehead."

Jiang Fengyan was speechless. Although he hit the ball, he did not apply any spin, causing the tennis ball to fly out in parallel. Although it passed the net, it had no tendency to land and hit the wall directly.

"30-0"

Jiang Fengyan let out a long breath, his hands hurt a little.

The serve just now, when Jiang Fengyan successfully received it, also caused a lot of shock to his arm.

"Is it so hard to catch a ball?"

Yang Kairui frowned, he had never fought this big tiger before, but he also knew very well that Jiang Fengyan's strength was not small, after all, he had withstood multiple times of training during the special training period, and was always the first to complete it, so he was sure that Jiang Fengyan's physical condition would never be too bad.

For the third ball, Mo Dahu continued to hit the ball at a high speed. This time, Jiang Fengyan countered the ball perfectly!

After the tennis ball passes the net, it bounces off the ground.

Mo Dahu stepped forward quickly and slammed the ball with a forehand.

The tennis ball passed the net quickly and landed in an instant. Jiang Fengyan arrived in time, held the racket with both hands, and hit a backhand slice, trying to reduce the power and speed of the ball.

After the tennis ball passed the net and landed in front of the net, Mo Dahu took a step forward.

He was tall and had long legs, so this step was equivalent to Jiang Fengyan's two steps.

When Mo Dahu came to the net, he slammed the ball mercilessly and hit it straight to the left corner of the baseline behind Jiang Fengyan.

"40-0."

In the auditorium, everyone was surprised, this round was completely crushed by strength.

"Power players are too scary."

Zhou Huashang pouted, and after seeing Mo Dahu's shot, he seemed to think of something that made him feel horrible.

"Last year's doubles match between us and the twins from Shangyong University was just like Jiang Fengyan's situation now."

Following Yang Kairui's words, Zhou Huashang held his head in his hands and said frantically, "Don't bring up that horrible memory!"

After finishing speaking, the referee on the court roared: "The first game is over, 1-0, Mo Dahu leads! In the second game, Jiang Fengyan's serve."

"It's time to fight back!"

Jiang Fengyan patted the tennis ball with his hands, and when he looked at Mo Dahu, he gritted his teeth.

If you are fighting against this kind of powerful player, don't do anything to delay the game.

Because, if you want to delay the game, you must extend the number of swings per round, which will undoubtedly put a lot of burden on the arm.

Therefore, if you want to defeat him, you must solve it quickly before your arm is sore.

Then, the serve will be fatal!
Throwing the tennis ball high, Mo Dahu's expression became serious at that moment, because he knew that the perverted serve was coming.

He had seen in the game that countless people had been severely hit in the face by that ball.

This face slap has no other meaning, it is a real face slap!
"Outspin serve!"

After Jiang Fengyan finished chanting silently in his heart, the tennis ball flew over with a high-speed spin, passed the net quickly, and landed directly in front of Mo Dahu.

At this moment, Mo Dahu was a little flustered.

Taking a step back unconsciously, the tennis ball suddenly bounced towards his face.

For a while, Mo Dahu only cared about dodging the ball and didn't even think about fighting back, so Jiang Fengyan easily scored the point.

At this moment, the professional referee invited by the school opened his mouth wide, watching the ball flying towards the player's face, unable to reply for a long time.

He has been a referee for so long, and this is the first time he has seen a serve that will fly towards a player's face!
There were bursts of surprise and discussion in the auditorium.

"What happened to that ball just now?"

"Flying towards the opponent's face, it's so insidious."

"Is this the non-human serve that has been circulating in their tennis club for a long time?"

"Amazing!"

On the other side, Wen Xuanxu narrowed his eyes: "This method is fine. Mo Dahu can't do anything with this serve. In this way, the number of swings can be shortened, and a lot of pressure on the arm can be reduced."

"Then find an opportunity in the opponent's most critical serve game, force him to make a mistake, and win the game!"

Yang Kairui continued, "As expected of Jiang Fengyan, this method works!"

"I can only say that it is beautiful."

Liu Fangze interrupted and said, "Mo Dahu is not an idiot. Couldn't he know Jiang Fengyan's weakness in serving and take the opportunity to beat him?"

Hearing this, Zhou Huashang suddenly smiled wretchedly and said, "It's meaningless to just say that. Why don't you take a gamble? If you lose, please eat."

"Watch the game."

At this time, an extremely indifferent voice suddenly came from behind.

Everyone immediately shut up.

On the court, Jiang Fengyan used the external rotation to serve and won his own serve, and the game came to the third game.

Mo Dahu's serve.

At this time, Mo Dahu tossed the tennis ball high, then suddenly let out a loud shout, and then released the tennis ball.

The tennis ball pierced the sky with a whistling sound, and after passing the net, it landed in the outer corner of the first area.

Jiang Fengyan was stunned when he saw the ball, and then hurried to the left corner of the baseline, trying to make a backhand slice, but in the next second, Jiang Fengyan suddenly shrank his pupils.

With a "snap", the tennis ball flew out quickly after touching the racket, and then, after drawing a beautiful arc in the sky, it landed outside the court.

"15-0."

Jiang Fengyan opened his mouth wide. The serve just now was a sidespin serve with strong spin. In Jiang Fengyan's impression, Mo Dahu would not be able to add spin to the ball. What's going on?

"Am I being deceived by his appearance?"

Thinking of this, Jiang Fengyan felt very hurt.

(End of this chapter)