Chapter 231: A bit of nonsense
Whenever you hold the racket, the NetKing system will automatically turn on.
You don't need to do anything yourself.
Even if you don't have a tennis racket, it will automatically turn on as soon as there is a task.
But from the beginning to now, it seems like I haven't been on the mission for a long time.,Hey, has someone forgotten this setting.。
Jiang Fengyan thought about it, how could it be?
Maybe there's not much to do, after all, you just have to defeat those virtual characters to gain their skills.
It's so much easier.
Although that damn vegetable juice is really disgusting.
This is not the first time Jiang Fengyan has participated in the finals, so although the so-called nervousness is a little bit, it is not as strong as before.
After participating in a much bigger game than this battle in China and the United States, Jiang Fengyan calmed down a lot, and before he knew it, Jiang Fengyan was already an old fritter.
However, to be honest, this time's opponent, Lin Hezhou, may really be a big trouble for Jiang Fengyan.
From the moment he entered the venue, Jiang Fengyan felt that something was wrong.
This guy is very confident and chic, and he walked in with only a racket like Li Hongshang in the past.
No water, no handkerchiefs, no spare rackets.
I don't know if he believes in the quality of the racket in his hand or in his own technique, in short, this kind of practice will make many players feel annoying.
The way the girl walked looked even more offensive, but the ignorant girls seemed to have a hard time resisting the temptation, and couldn't help but scream loudly.
"Ah, so handsome!"
"That's cool."
"It's a good feeling."
But apart from these girls, the other gentlemen had angry expressions on their faces. I can't wait to rush up and beat that guy.
But in fact, even if they rush in, I'm afraid they won't be opponents.
After all, this guy is muscular, tall and tall, and just standing in front of him, he can feel that sense of oppression.
That's the real momentum.
At this point. Jiang Fengyan really admired.
"I've investigated you very clearly, I've seen all the tennis skills you created in the video, but I'm sorry that the ball I hit won't be so easy for you to perform, so I advise you to give up, and at this point, I can give you a suggestion. That is, as long as you find a way not to let me break your serve, even if you lose, you will look better on your face. ”
With a wicked smile on his face, the tall Lin Hezhou came to the net, pointed at Jiang Fengyan with his racket and said loudly and provocatively.
Jiang Fengyan laughed without smiling, and immediately turned around, dealing with such a guy, don't talk nonsense. It's just one word, dry!
See this scenario. Lin Yuxiang in the audience shook his head helplessly, she said that he had told him many times not to provoke his opponent every time he played, but he just didn't listen.
For this, Lin Yuxiang was a little helpless, she didn't want her younger brother to make too many enemies on this career road.
"Then again. Don't bully him, he's still underage! ”
Lin Yuxiang sighed, Jiang Fengyan was not short, but compared to this figure who was more than two meters tall, he looked more petite. So it seems that Lin Yuxiang is a little worried in his heart, and he is not very old.
Although Jiang Fengyan is indeed strong and talented, he is too young and this is also a major weakness.
Against a tall and strong player like his brother, even if he has strange moves, that young man's chances of winning are probably not great.
"It's a pity, although you are indeed very strong, but the timing of your entry is unfortunate, if it is a few weeks late, maybe you will not meet my brother, his strength does not belong to this segment at all."
Lin Yuxiang was somewhat sorry, Jiang Fengyan could have won like his younger brother.
"It's been almost a year, and I don't know how much his strength has improved now, but then again, Fengyan will be fine, right?" Jiang Yinling is still very worried, especially that Jiang Fengyan's opponent this time is the type of player she is most reluctant to see Jiang Fengyan fight.
Although there is a big difference between the two from the scene, there are more people in the audience who support Jiang Fengyan.
The audience on the field was still chanting Jiang Fengyan's name, and they still had confidence in Jiang Fengyan.
"Yes, it seems that you are quite popular, but it is also true, after all, your skills are indeed gorgeous, and I like it too."
Lin Hezhou glanced around, listening to everyone chanting Jiang Fengyan's name, he couldn't help but shrug his shoulders and said with a smile.
The meaning of jealousy is completely invisible, because he is very confident.
From the very beginning, this guy kept beeping, Jiang Fengyan felt very annoying, super annoying, and now he only wondered, why didn't the game start, what did this referee do?
"Strange, don't you hate me very much, I don't remember if I offended you, then again, do you know about me? I'm afraid I don't know, if I knew, I wouldn't be so calm, do you have a way to deal with me? ”
Jiang Fengyan's eyelids twitched, now he was completely speechless, this guy is talking a lot of nonsense, can't he just shut up?
To be honest, even if it was a happy thing to come to a foreign country and see his compatriots, Jiang Fengyan couldn't be happy at all when he saw this guy.
Finally, in the midst of the nonsense of this seemingly dashing, but actually annoying guy, the referee announced that the game had begun.
In the first game, Lin Hezhou's serve.
"Hehe, it's a shame, it's my serve."
Lin Hezhou smiled proudly, then snorted coldly and threw the tennis ball into the sky.
The ball was thrown in a good position, and after that, Lin Hezhou's serve was almost perfect.
The high altitude really has an advantage in playing tennis, especially when serving, the swing of the racket hitting point is much higher, and there is no need to worry about touching the net, even if the ball is straight and strong, without a trace of spin.
The tennis ball was like a cannonball coming from a distance, and the moment it landed, there was a thunderous sound.
After Jiang Fengyan moved a step to the left, he gave up, because his strength was not enough, even if he ran over, he would not be able to catch the ball.
After Jiang Fengyan moved his gaze to the landing point of the ball, he couldn't help but open his mouth slightly, because on the ground, the mark was very clear!
The marks left by the first shot were as if someone else had hit the tennis ball at the same point countless times, and this terrifying force was really not blown.
“15-0.”
Jiang Fengyan gritted his teeth, although the situation was a little bad, but seriously, this kind of powerful serve is in the net king system, and the tennis balls sent by those virtual guys are nothing to the past.
Being able to resist their serve and bullet-like counterattacks in countless matches, Jiang Fengyan's body is no longer as fragile as before.
However, for the goal that Jiang Fengyan lost just now, viewers who don't know the situation must have thought that Jiang Fengyan didn't react.
"This is the gap in physical fitness, and there is no way to make up for it."
Lin Yuxiang shook his head when he saw this, there is no way, this is family inheritance, and the strength is great.
Jiang Yinling's face turned pale in an instant, such a ball speed and strength are really too scary, compared to Lin Yuxiang, I don't know how many times stronger.
"Fengyan!" Jiang Yinling was even more worried, and her hands couldn't help clenching tightly.
"How's it going, my serve is great, right?"
Lin Hezhou smiled proudly.
Jiang Fengyan wiped his nose, raised his head, and looked at Lin Hezhou.
"Looks like I'm underestimating you"
Hearing this, Lin Hezhou was taken aback, and then sneered a little unpleasantly: "Really? You're so confident. ”
When one arrogant guy meets another egotistical guy, the game tends to get gunpowdery!
"If you dare to say that, then catch my serve and try it?" Lin Hezhou sneered and said, to be honest, it has been a long time since I have met someone like Jiang Fengyan who makes him unhappy. (To be continued.) )