Dimensional Magic Skills of Net King System

Chapter 97 Regional Competition Finals (10) (Part [-])
After the second set, in a very inconspicuous corner of the auditorium, there was a middle-aged man wearing a hat, a mask, and a loose coat, wrapping himself tightly.

Even though winter had not yet arrived, his clothes reminded people of that harsh winter.

"You asked me to watch the game, but where did you go?"

The middle-aged man said with some depression that at this moment, he was wearing a headset and talking to someone.

"Why, you still have time to call me while watching the game. Could it be that the game is over?"

On the phone, a woman's voice came.

"Well, not really, but two sets have been played, and the score is one to one."

The man said, and then shifted his gaze to Jiang Fengyan, who was sitting on the bench with a somewhat dazed gaze.

"The kid you recommended is indeed very talented, with a rich imagination and a novel style of play, but don't you think it's a bit too early for him?"

"It's really not the first time I can hear words of praise from you. So, do you think he can?"

After hearing the man's words, the tone of the woman over there became cheerful.

"Hmm... this is it"

After hesitating for a moment, the man suddenly said: "It's hard to say, but what I can tell you now is that this kid is now facing the biggest hurdle in his tennis career."

It was said that there was no sound from the other end of the phone for a long time. After a while of silence, when the man was about to speak, a female voice came from the other end of the phone.

"I know. Fengyan may be a little confused now. After all, the two strongest geniuses he has faced are both pragmatic geniuses. They have consolidated their foundations to an invincible level, so their style of play is simple and effective. This will definitely have a huge impact on Fengyan, because he will probably think that he plays tennis too fancy and too frivolous..."

The man raised his head and looked at the sky after hearing this.

"You know him very well. However, whether it's a simple style of play or a fancy style of play, as long as it's within the rules, it's fine. In fact, sometimes a fancy style of play is more attractive. Of course, this kid is still young, so he definitely doesn't understand, and he has too little experience in games."

Speaking of this, the man suddenly let out a long breath, and continued: "I said how about this, if this kid can win this game, you can take him to Eisengler."

Hearing this, the woman was taken aback, and asked in disbelief, "Is it really possible?"

The middle-aged man laughed and said: "The premise is that he has to win this game, at least the last set, and he has to play to my satisfaction."

On the high-speed train leading to the capital of Huamei, Jiang Yinling hung up the phone with a look of joy on her face.

"Come on, Feng Yan, I believe you can win. Then, we can go to Eisengler, the city of beginning."

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"I didn't expect to lose so badly..."

Wenxuan was silent, Zhou Huashang was silent, and Liu Fangze was also silent.

The three most cheerful and lively members of the Xinle High School team were silent at the same time, which made the whole atmosphere quite depressed.

Even in other places, the audience discussed extremely enthusiastically and excitedly.

But the noise over there seemed to be unable to pass through at all. In the special area where the Xinle High School team was located, there was silence.

Zhen Yunshan's eyes were red, and now she really wanted to rush in and hold Jiang Fengyan in her arms, because she thought it would make him feel better.

Yang Kairui clenched his fists, although his expression didn't show anything, but his hands were trembling slightly.

Li Hongshang remained expressionless as always, as if carved from ice and wood, but his eyes never left Jiang Fengyan.

"Stand up and keep fighting, this is not your true strength!"

Although Li Hongshang didn't make a sound on the surface, deep down in his heart, he had already started to cry out for Jiang Fengyan.

It's a pity that the words deep in his heart couldn't reach Jiang Fengyan at all.

Among the members of the Chengyun school team, Sun Yi stared at the field. Jiang Fengyan, who covered his head with a dry handkerchief, was extremely anxious in his heart.

"Stinky boy, what are you doing! In the last game, are you playing with your feet? Do you still want to be depressed and confused, are you willing to lose the game like this?"

Beside Sun Yi, seeing his anxious expression, Yue Yan snorted coldly and said, "What's the matter with your expression?"

Hearing this, Sun Yi snorted coldly, turned his head away, and returned to the seat.

"It's nothing."

On the court, Zhao Bishun was adjusting the net cable on the tennis racket, and his face was not very good-looking.

In the previous game, he didn't feel the opponent's fighting spirit at all, even though he only used half of his own strength, but he knew very well that Jiang Fengyan was by no means the kind of person who would be easily defeated by himself who didn't use all his strength.

"What are you confused about?"

Zhao Bishun looked away from time to time, and every time he saw his confused expression, he wanted to rush over and ask loudly, "Do you still want to fight?"

Jiang Fengyan's mind went blank. He knew that he played the worst game of his life just now.

But even if he knew, Jiang Fengyan still couldn't change it.

Now he doesn't even know who he is.

In such an important game, Jiang Fengyan's emotions collapsed for no reason.

It's really inexplicable, Jiang Fengyan himself doesn't know what has affected him, but his mind is blank, there is nothing.

Sometimes, Jiang Fengyan thought it was a precursor to travel back.

Time passed slowly, and the next game was about to begin.

But Jiang Fengyan was still confused.

What was he confused about, Jiang Fengyan asked himself in his heart.

Because of fear?
Jiang Fengyan's heart trembled. That's right, he was just afraid, because there were many mistakes just now. He thought that the Wang Wang system had malfunctioned, so he was worried, he was afraid, and the Wang Wang system would disappear because of this.

Once the Net King system disappears, once he can no longer play those skills, how should he face the questions from his friends around him.

That's right, everyone will doubt themselves at that time.

If they look at themselves suspiciously and keep asking: "Are you really Jiang Fengyan?"

Thinking of this, Jiang Fengyan felt terrible, but then he sneered.

"I'm such a coward."

After Jiang Fengyan laughed at himself, he decided to give up.

And at this moment, a mechanized voice suddenly sounded in my mind!

—Are you sure you want to give up?

Hearing this, Jiang Fengyan was startled, his heart beat faster, do he really want to give up?

When asked, Jiang Fengyan was still scared.

——Are you sure to give up all the skills you have acquired before and exchange them for points?

Remarks: The integral effect is changed, and the physical fitness is permanently enhanced.

Jiang Fengyan was silent. He didn't expect that the Wang Wang system would have follow-up instructions. After a long silence, Jiang Fengyan asked, "Then can I still use these skills in the future?"

——Of course, for the skills you have activated before, the Wang Wang system will no longer dominate the control, but will choose to guide and adapt.

"Guided to adapt?"

When Jiang Fengyan heard this word, he suddenly thought of something, suddenly realized, and suddenly became excited, and asked a little excitedly: "It is the method that will guide me to use, so that I can use the skills of the Net King system independently without the control of the Net King system?"

--correct!
At this moment, Jiang Fengyan was trembling with excitement. He finally understood that all the previous skills did not have to be realized with the Net King system. In fact, as long as he learned it, he could still use it. He could even use his understanding of tennis to change these skills and create new skills!
Thinking of this, Jiang Fengyan was about to jump up excitedly, roaring to the sky, and let out a good vent.

It's just that it is on the field after all, if you do this, you will definitely be regarded as a lunatic.

"Okay, then I'm sure I got all the skills before giving up!"

--receive!
The mechanized voice came, and immediately, Jiang Fengyan felt as if his heart had been hollowed out, but then, countless warm currents gathered in his whole body.

At this moment, Jiang Fengyan felt that he had gained infinite power.

Every muscle in his body is strengthening, and his basic attributes have increased by two or three times at this moment!
Now, Jiang Fengyan is like a soldier who has been injected with chicken blood, full of strength, and the previous fatigue has been swept away.

In the end, the voice disappeared, and Jiang Fengyan returned to reality.

At this time, his eyes were sharp, and the slight smile on the corner of his mouth had announced his return.

"It's just that I can't use the skills of the Net King system for the time being. However, my physical attributes have been strengthened several times. At this time, my fatigue has also been relieved by the Net King system. At this time, I am equivalent to a player who has just warmed up. This Zhao Bishun has already been tired for two sets, so he should not be my opponent."

Thinking of this, Jiang Fengyan smiled obscenely.

His smile was seen by Wen Xuan and the others in the auditorium, and they suddenly stood up as if they had been electrocuted.

Li Hongshang also had a rare smile on the corner of his mouth, but the smile disappeared instantly.

"Have you finally woken up?"

Wenxuan suddenly called out: "This kid is finally resurrected!"

After speaking, I almost cried.

Liu Fangze and Zhou Huashang looked at each other happily.

All of a sudden, the members of the Xinle High School team were excited to celebrate, which surprised the audience and the members of the Carrier High School Team.

"What are you doing? You started celebrating before the game was over?"

On the court, Zhao Bishun snorted coldly, then fixed his gaze on Jiang Fengyan.

"Why, awakened?"

Jiang Fengyan was taken aback when he heard the words, and then said with a sneer, "It's a pity, if only I could be defeated in one fell swoop when I was confused."

After hearing this, Zhao Bishun asked interestingly: "Can't I also knock you down now?"

"You really think so?"

Jiang Fengyan sneered. Before the referee arrived and the game hadn't started, he tossed the tennis ball high and suddenly sent a ball.

With a bang, the tennis ball quickly fell to the ground after passing the net.

Zhao Bishun only felt a hurricane blowing by his ears, and then he heard a crackling sound.

At this moment, Zhao Bishun's expression changed drastically, his pupils shrank sharply, and the referee who was about to enter the field was also stunned.

And in that inconspicuous corner of the auditorium, the tightly wrapped middle-aged man blew a whistle after seeing the serve.

"This serve, okay!"

(End of this chapter)