One to one, after two games, both men held their serves.

Both of these games were played very strangely. In the first game, Jiang Fengyan's return balls were all "out of bounds". In the second game, Chen Luohe waved several empty shots.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a ball played by two members of the high school tennis club.

Noticing that the atmosphere was a little strange, Yue Yan, who seemed lazy and bored, focused his attention on the arena, and wondered infinitely, what happened just now?

"Minister, it's better for you to watch the game carefully, otherwise you'll miss out on something very exciting."

At this time, noticing that Yue Yan, who had refocused his attention on the arena, Zhao Bishun joked with a smile.

Yue Yan snorted coldly, and his brows furrowed deeper and deeper as he watched the game.

What's going on?

Chen Luohe was at a disadvantage.

The opponent is just a junior of the Xinle Tennis Club, how can he play like this.

In Yue Yan's impression, although Chen Luohe's level is not high, after all, he is a player who successfully joined the tennis department and became a member of the school team, which has fully proved that Chen Luohe's performance on the court is still okay.

It should be no problem to defeat ordinary opponents.

But today, inexplicably, he was pressed and beaten by a stinky boy.

On the court, Jiang Fengyan played very aggressively, attacking every ball, and often used the serve to solve the battle.

Chen Luohe faced Jiang Fengyan, who suddenly accelerated his pace, and was a little unable to cope for a while, and his own serve was easily broken because of more mistakes.

"What's the matter with this kid?"

Chen Luohe was out of breath and took the opportunity to take a break from the exchange of venues.

In the game just now, it was obviously his own service game, but he was pressed and beaten by his opponent, and he didn't even give himself the slightest respite.

"Is it really just a junior?"

Chen Luohe expressed his skepticism.

In fact, it was not only him, Rong Feihai and Luo Yudan were all like this, they thought that Jiang Fengyan wanted to defeat this Chen Luohe, at least he had to use a trick that weird.

However, in fact, Jiang Fengyan didn't use those strange tricks to force Chen Luohe into a desperate situation.

In just half a month, after three or four times the terrifying training, did his strength swell to such an extent?

Rong Feihai frowned, and began to regret it a little.

Not only him, but also several other people, they knew that they were so powerful, they should have joined Jiang Fengyan's devil group to conduct devil training, so today's battle may not have lost so badly!

"Looks like someone has noticed you, too."

Zhao Bishun suddenly moved his gaze to Sun Yi beside him at this time and said with a smile.

"It seems like this, half a month ago, I took advantage of his poor skills in front of the net to force him into a desperate situation, but in only half a month, he has completely overcome it."

Sun Yi said, a smile appeared on his face.

"Tennis players will find their own shortcomings in the game, so whether they can take the time to make up for them, or whether they can completely overcome their shortcomings, can show how much that person loves tennis and how far he can go in his tennis career."

"Almost, so, what's going on with the return ball you said won't bounce up?"

Zhao Bishun asked, he already vaguely felt that he couldn't see it tonight.

Sun Yi said expressionlessly: "I don't think this Chen Luohe is qualified to let Jiang Fengyan use those tricks. ”

Zhao Bishun was silent, and after a long time, this sentence suddenly popped up: "I knew that he would appear, I should have let Yue Yan fight him." I'm curious, what the hell is that tennis ball that doesn't bounce? ”

On the field, the game continued, but Chen Luohe was completely unable to parry.

Ten minutes later, the game was over, except for the first game when he kept his own serve, in the next few games, he had no way to take Jiang Fengyan at all.

With an aggregate score of 6-1, Jiang Fengyan won the game.

The big score against Xinle also became 2-1.

The game was over, Yue Yan opened his mouth slightly, Jiang Fengyan's performance just now was beyond his expectations.

How can a newcomer have such a strong strength, he is not a newcomer.

Or is it that Chen Luohe's performance is abnormal.

No, Chen Luo and the play are decent, it was like this before, and there is no difference.

In other words, this kid's strength is completely above that?

Yue Yan's brows tightened, and his fists clenched.

It was only at this time that he realized a very serious problem, and he had no idea what the members of the school team of Xinle Tennis Club were like to participate in the regional tournament this year.

As for their sworn enemy, they carried no idea of Xinle.

After the whole game, the game only took thirteen minutes, and Chen Luohe never thought that a person who had participated in the national competition would be stunned by a so-called "novice" here within thirteen minutes.

"What just happened?"

"Finished playing?"

"It's over?"

After the game, the crowd had not yet reacted from the game.

Because in the whole game, there were only three points that left the deepest impression on them.

The first is Jiang Fengyan's "out-of-bounds ball" in the first game, the second is Chen Luohe's "swinging the empty racket", and the third is Jiang Fengyan's unlimited serve net smash after that!

Then the rest of the period, it was all blank, but that's it, the game ended without warning.

Jiang Fengyan stretched his waist vigorously, and there were no sweat stains on his face, this game was almost the same as the warm-up game for him.

After seeing Jiang Fengyan's performance, Rong Feihai and the others seemed to have watched a training match for Jiang Fengyan, which was even simpler than the training match in the school.

"How strong is this guy?"

Luo Yudan was amazed, at this moment, he was about to become a fan of Jiang Fengyan.

"Anyway, Xinle High School has finally saved a little face."

The audience was amazed.

"Thank you, senior."

Looking at Chen Luohe, who was distracted and didn't know what was going on, Zhao Bishun quickly patted him on the shoulder and smiled.

Yue Yan turned around, and from the faces of Sun Yi and Zhao Bishun, he didn't find the slightest surprise or surprise.

At this time, he suddenly realized something, and asked coldly: "Do you know this kid, do you know that Chen Luoyou will lose?" ”

Sun Yi looked at Yue Yan and said with an undeniable smile: "Even if the minister goes, he will lose." ”

"What do you say, I'm going to lose to that kid?"

Yue Yan's expression became gloomy.

At this time, seeing that Yue Yan was angry, Sun Yi hurriedly fanned the flames: "Why don't you have a fight with him?" ”

Yue Yan calmed down and sneered: "He doesn't have this qualification yet!" ”

Hearing this, Sun Yi didn't say anything anymore.

However, Jiang Fengyan, who was on the court, had no intention of leaving.

"Hey, there's another one, which of you is coming? Tonight, at least two to two. ”

At this time, the audience, who was already preparing to leave, immediately stopped, turned around, and rushed to the iron net.

"What, is this kid going to fight?"

PS: The fourth update tomorrow.

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