Dimensional Magic Skills of Net King System

Chapter 94 Regional Competition Finals (7) ([-]rd update)
In the auditorium, the audience was very excited. After all, Zhao Bishun can be regarded as a legend, and it is also an honor to be able to witness his match with his own eyes.

Although to some extent he cannot compare with Li Hongshang, his strength has been affirmed by everyone in Huamei.

There are many people who know Zhao Bishun, but few people know Jiang Fengyan.

At least so far, outsiders still have reservations about Jiang Fengyan's views.

What kind of person is he and what is his technical style?There are no past records, and no media reports. He just popped up out of nowhere.

Everything about him is still a mystery. If you want to say that the audience in Jinhai District has an impression of him, there is only the second doubles formed by Jiang Fengyan and Wenxuan in the previous match.

However, doubles and singles are different after all, so his personal strength has not been fully utilized.

Before the list of opponents on the third day came out, everyone thought Jiang Fengyan was just a substitute.

However, what they didn't expect was that Jiang Fengyan turned out to be the number one single in Xinle High School, which can be called Xinle's trump card.

Being able to take the position of the first singles, that is to say, his strength has surpassed Liu Fangze and has been recognized by Li Hongshang.

If this is the case, then how strong he is, this point makes everyone care and wonder.

After all, so far, Jiang Fengyan has not shown anything outstanding.

"This game will definitely be very exciting!"

In the audience, someone said excitedly.

"Although I don't know the strength of Xin Le, he is also a rookie this year. I have never heard of it before, so I think that the winner of this competition must be Zhao Bishun."

Afterwards, another person replied: "I also agree with your point of view. It seems that this year's champion should also be carried."

Xinle Tennis Club, the area where the school team members are located.

Wenxuan frowned. Before the game started, he could see that Jiang Fengyan was a little nervous. Even though he controlled it well, his friend still noticed it.

With Jiang Fengyan's character, he shouldn't be afraid of such a competition, and he doesn't know Zhao Bishun well, so he shouldn't be afraid.

However, what Wenxuan was concerned about was that Jiang Fengyan's movements on the field were very blunt, and he completely lost the spirituality he used to have.

"Jiang Fengyan's mood seems a bit wrong."

Yang Kairui also saw the problem. With Jiang Fengyan's domineering personality, he was too low-key today. Moreover, it can be seen from the warm-up on the field that Jiang Fengyan's movements are not as chic as before.

"Could it be too much pressure?" Yang Kairui was silent. After all, they were happy not to lose in today's match. Once they lost this match, it would mean that they lost the regional championship that they won almost every year.

At this moment, they have already completed their respective competitions, and the pressure is naturally gone.

But these pressures did not disappear completely. In fact, all of them's pressure was transferred to Jiang Fengyan alone.

"I don't think it's a matter of pressure."

At this time, Zhou Huashang said with a rare serious expression: "With a nerdy personality, it is impossible for him to be unable to bear the pressure. On the contrary, he likes this kind of challenge very much. As for why he behaved a little stiff today, it may be because other things have affected his emotions..."

Hearing this, Jiang Hongfei clenched his hands into fists. He remembered what Guan Li had done in the knockout round. In order to prevent Jiang Fengyan from participating in the competition, Guan Li kidnapped that little fat man.

Could it be that someone threatened him again?
Thinking of this, Jiang Hongfei didn't know what to do.

With the enthusiastic voices from the audience again, the members of the Xinle Tennis Team stopped their previous discussions and turned their attention to the arena. At this moment, the referee was already in place, announcing the official start of the match!
In the first game, Jiang Fengyan's serve.

Jiang Fengyan bent his body slightly and patted the tennis ball, making regular popping sounds.

On the opposite side, Zhao Bishun was waiting for him, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Will it be that magic serve?"

Before this, Zhao Bishun heard Sun Yi mention the special serve that would fly towards the player's face, and he couldn't help but wonder, what is this ball like?
Jiang Fengyan gritted his teeth, and suddenly threw the tennis ball high, then kicked his feet hard, mobilized his whole body, gathered all the strength to his arms and wrists, and then swung the racket violently.

With a bang, the tennis ball pierced the sky with a whistling sound, passed the net quickly, and suddenly fell in front of Zhao Bishun.

Zhao Bishun frowned slightly, and took a step back. The tennis ball suddenly rebounded and flew towards his face with a speed as fast as lightning.

"It's a tricky shot, but it's not impossible to hit back!"

Zhao Bishun gritted his teeth, turned sideways, turned around, and suddenly hit the ball with a forehand, returning the ball perfectly.

Jiang Fengyan was taken aback for a moment, then stepped forward, near the serving line, jumped high, and hit the high-pressure ball to the opponent's left corner.

Zhao Bishun quickly moved laterally. Before the tennis ball touched the ground, he volleyed the ball with a forehand. After the tennis ball quickly passed the net, it passed Jiang Fengyan's side, and finally landed and popped out.

"15-0."

Whoa!
With a bang, warm applause broke out in the audience.

Wenxuan's eyes widened. He didn't expect that it was the first time he encountered this kind of serve, and Zhao Bishun made a perfect counterattack and scored the first point.

Zhou Huashang and Yang Kairui were equally astonished. Originally, Jiang Fengyan's serve would have made the opponent at a loss, but Zhao Bishun was able to respond calmly and counterattack calmly. He was indeed a genius.

"No wonder Hongshang would say that kind of thing."

"What did the coach say?" Zhou Huashang asked.

"Jiang Fengyan and Zhao Bishun are one level behind. It's not a technical problem, but the most basic problem."

"What do you mean?"

Yang Kairui was silent. After a long time, he sighed and said: "The next game, watch it carefully. I also asked the same question at the time, but what Hongshang told me was that you will know after watching the game."

on the field.

Jiang Fengyan lowered his head, calm on the surface, patted the ball indifferently, and was about to serve the second ball.

"Is that the legendary serve just now? It's really powerful, but it's not hard to hit back."

Zhao Bishun said with a smile, his face was full of kindness, and he looked like a spring breeze.

Jiang Fengyan rarely fought back, but his expression was no longer so calm, but rather ugly.

Then the second ball was sent, and there was a burst of exclamation from the audience: "It's this strange serve again."

This ball was still of high quality, but Zhao Bishun still counterattacked perfectly.

Jiang Fengyan conceded another goal, and even lost two points in his first serve, which is rare.

It's just that Jiang Fengyan's face became even uglier, because he felt that there was a subtle gap between the serve just now and the previous outspin serve.

I don't have the same feeling as before, as if I have used a unique skill countless times, and suddenly forgot it one day, yes, this feeling, as if this unique skill is not my own.

Is it because of overuse?
Jiang Fengyan didn't understand. Although there was a subtle difference in the serve just now, it was difficult for anyone who had never seen this kind of serve to fight back, but Zhao Bishun hit back very easily!
Up to now, there is only one way to say that this Zhao Bishun is really a scary guy.

"Is this the so-called genius?"

Thinking of this, Jiang Fengyan stood up slightly, with a smile across his face.

"That's good, I want to see how many skills you can break through me!"

At the moment when these words were spoken, Jiang Fengyan seemed to hear a soft sigh from nowhere.

Frowning, Jiang Fengyan looked around, closed his eyes and ears, and listened carefully, but couldn't hear it anymore.

"Strange, did I have an illusion?"

In doubt, Jiang Fengyan tossed the tennis ball high and sent the third ball...

(End of this chapter)