Chapter 382: Have a Dream (continued)
Jiang Fengyan perfectly predicted the game?
If it weren't for his own experience, Nadal really couldn't believe that such a thing could really exist. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
That's weird, isn't it?
Nadal is still wondering, because no matter what changes he makes, he will be successfully predicted by Jiang Fengyan, as if all this has already been predestined, and Jiang Fengyan has already seen through all this fate.
Could it be that there really are gods in this world?
Thinking of this, Nadal couldn't help but smile bitterly, he was too tired to have such strange thoughts.
In the next game, Nadal's serve game was played.
Regardless, it was a good opportunity for Nadal to take advantage of the opportunity to ease the situation with his serve, however, it turned out not to be very good.
There are too many times, basically every ball, Jiang Fengyan can basically predict the number of rounds at the end of the game, and the most terrifying thing is that there is not a single mistake!
Gradually, before you know it, the score has come to 4-2.
The score was gradually narrowed by Jiang Fengyan, and the audience in the stands was extremely surprised, not knowing what happened, why Nadal, who was obviously dominant, was at a disadvantage in a blink of an eye, and even from a certain moment, Nadal did not score a point.
"What's going on? Obviously, Nadal didn't use the same move again, but how could Jiang Fengyan crack it all without knowing it. That's weird, isn't it? ”
"Yes, even if some skills are indeed not 100% able to get points from Jiang Fengyan's hands, but Rao is like this, at least it will bring a lot of pressure to Jiang Fengyan, but judging from the current situation, this is not the case!"
It's not just these viewers who are puzzled, but even Carter Mulder is like a ghost, and he can't figure it out.
"This is not scientific, is this Jiang Fengyan's real strength, no matter what kind of tricks he can't get points from his hands?"
"Almost god-like, are you sure you're not joking with me?"
In the stands, the audience entered a state of confusion in unison.
I have to say, it's really weird.
Not only that, what made everyone start to care was that what they suddenly discovered not long ago was that Jiang Fengyan seemed to report a number before every fight.
At first, everyone didn't understand.
But gradually, as the game progressed, they were shocked to find that the number reported by Jiang Fengyan was actually the number of rounds he played each ball.
"What's going on, Jiang Fengyan seems to be able to predict the game!"
"The number reported is the number of rounds fought, and, it seems, from beginning to end, there was not a single mistake?"
"Is this still human?"
Everyone who understood that they looked at each other, and at this point, their worldview completely collapsed.
God, is this really just a tennis game?
Carter Mulder let out a long sigh, he didn't believe in the so-called superpowers, he preferred to think that Jiang Fengyan saw through Nadal's way of playing.
It's just that what he can't explain is that Nadal's way of playing is ever-changing, how the hell does this kid know which one he will use?
No matter what Carter Mulder thought, he couldn't figure it out.
Actually, no one can figure it out.
If you really want to figure it out, Jiang Fengyan himself has to ask for advice to see if he can pop out of that person's mouth.
The game continued, Jiang Fengyan used his talent to continue to predict the game, this is typical, take advantage of your illness to kill you, Jiang Fengyan will use it to the end, because he really has no spare strength.
Jiang Fengyan was indeed on the verge of collapse, even if his tricks had already caused most people to collapse.
But as long as Nadal hasn't given up the game, as long as he hasn't been able to win, Jiang Fengyan won't relax!
However, in fact, every number reported makes Nadal desperate.
The score continued to be infinitely closer, until it was tied, until this moment, Nadal suddenly found that everything he had done so far had become useless in front of Jiang Fengyan!
can almost predict everything about himself, as if at this moment, Jiang Fengyan has completely become himself.
Knowing oneself and knowing that the other is invincible, obviously, Jiang Fengyan has done it!
Finally, the game began to fall apart.
Under the persecution of Jiang Fengyan, this guy who has never given up the game in his life, who has never been in the fugue, completely lost his fighting spirit under this desperate blow!
When the score overtook the moment, the whole court was boiling.
Not only fans of Jiang Fengyan, but also fans of Nadal.
Because, after nearly five hours of hard fighting, there was no slack on the way, and from the beginning to the end, it always made people hang their hearts!
Not even a single one felt that the game was long, no one wanted the game to be over, they just needed this kind of hard fight to last forever!
So, in this moment, does victory or defeat really matter? Does stance really matter?
No, it was a good game.
That alone, that's enough.
Therefore, for the players on the field, the audience stood up in unison and paid the highest respect!
Jiang Fengyan's prediction continued to come true, and until the end of the game, no one understood why Jiang Fengyan was able to predict that every ball would be won or lost in the first few rounds!
This seems to only appear in another world, only in scripts.
Because I don't understand, I ponder.
Once pondered, it fell silent.
Wen Xuan fell silent.
Carter Mulder fell silent.
The audience fell silent.
The organizers fell silent.
Even the referee fell silent.
Thus, the strangest phenomenon in history appeared.
The game was over, but the cheers were gone, and there was silence on the field.
Even the referee was leaning in his chair, not knowing whether he refused to come down or forgot that it was time for him to come down.
Not a single person left.
Jiang Fengyan and Nadal both lay on the ground at the end of the match, gasping for breath, greedily absorbing fresh air.
The glasses lady stared blankly at Jiang Fengyan who was lying on the ground with big characters on the field, not knowing what to say at this moment, and what kind of mood to look at this game.
Although Jiang Fengyan won, it was unexpectedly even weirder.
In the whole game, if she didn't know that Fengyan's skills were super powerful, otherwise, she would definitely think that this was Jiang Fengyan and Nadal's performance.
However, the reality is that this is simply not possible.
Jiang Fengyan will not do this, and Nadal will not do it.
So, the question is, how exactly did Jiang Fengyan do it, and why was he able to predict the game?
One or two rounds are fine, but seven or eight are big problems, and even a dozen rounds have appeared.
This is too extradimensional.
Jiang Fengyan didn't know what the audience thought of him.
However, he was happy.
The hearty game made him enjoy the enthusiasm and joy of competition.
Of course, what makes Jiang Fengyan even more excited is that this world, after all, will not be the same as the earth, so realistic and boring.
Because not only Nadal, but also Federer, and others, there are many players who can still use countless surreal tennis skills even though they don't have a tennis king system.
As long as you don't have the NetKing system and don't train, you can be invincible in the world, then there is no problem.
Once a person is no longer stressed, he will gradually lose motivation and no longer have enthusiasm, then his life will definitely become a mess.
Therefore, Jiang Fengyan is really grateful to them in his heart.
Only their existence, only when they become stronger, can they use more powerful tricks to the fullest.
The most powerful trick is definitely not used for performance, as a vase.
It is a killer weapon used when he is facing a difficult situation and when he has to do so.
The tricks that the NetKing system provides to themselves are only worthy of the title of killer.
Therefore, Jiang Fengyan has a dream, that is, please don't let me desecrate those weird but beautiful tricks. (To be continued.) )