Tennis Era: Only I Awaken U17 Skills

"Blanch!"

Looking at Su Cheng, who is calm and calm, Zhang Luo is so depressed that he just wants to curse.

Why is this kid in front of him so powerful?

Although he is not very strong in the profession, he is a relatively rare player in the profession in terms of serving, which has always been his advantage.

But the two special serve skills that I used one after another were easily resolved!

Didn't it mean that this Su Cheng is only fifteen or sixteen years old?

This tm is called fifteen or sixteen years old?

No matter how strong you are, there must be a limit!

Just like the audience last year, Zhang Luo accepted the inner shock.

The audience only dared to gradually believe that it was true after seeing Su Cheng's impeccable strength after several matches.

no!

Zhang Luo's heart sank, if he lost the serve game.

He must not be laughed to death by the kid opposite?

But when he thought of his remaining methods, he settled down again.

I still have the best combination of moves!

"Boy, I admit that you have two talents, but this can't be your capital to show off!"

Zhang Luo warned Su Cheng: "Next, I will let you know that there is a gap between 29 professional players! Some things cannot be smoothed out simply by talent."

Say it.

He threw the tennis ball into the air, and swung the racket instantly when the tennis ball dropped to a suitable position. The whole person's movements seemed to be framed, and it directly changed to the end state.

And the tennis ball smashed into Su Cheng's half.

"game, Zhang Luo, 15-40!"

Zhang Luo finally scored a point.

The audience fell into an uproar.

"Wow! I didn't see his swing clearly!"

"This swing speed, this ball speed! Is this the speed of the wind and the instant serve? It's too fast! It's completely invisible!"

"Su Shen didn't seem to have time to react just now?! Is this the strength of a professional player?! Sure enough, it is not the same strength as the World Youth Cup! It feels faster than any serve in the Youth Cup!"

"Ah! I have some impressions of this person. It seems that what he is best at is this kind of super high-speed serve. Even in the Chinese professional circle, he is somewhat famous."

"Then God Su is in danger?"

Seeing that Su Cheng was still standing there, Zhang Luo thought that he was stunned by his wonderful serve, and smiled triumphantly: "My ball speed is nearly 280km/hour! I have entered the top of professional serve One row, you are still far from catching my ball."

It is as fast as the wind, making it impossible to judge his tennis racket, and the instant serve is the fastest serve stunt in the net king's inheritance.

Speeding up and speeding up, combining strengths and strengths, this has made him what he is today. Even a professional player with stronger overall strength than him may not be able to take advantage of his own serve rounds, let alone a fledgling kid.

And Echizen Ryoma's sentence, you are still far away, because of inheritance, it has become the lingua franca for the strong to humiliate the weak in this world.

Hearing this, Su Cheng was not only not angry, but felt like laughing.

He remembered that he had a physical test in the National Youth Team last year.

At that time, my pure serve speed was 285km/hour, and my catch speed was 300km/hour.

This is not as fast as the normal serve when he burst out with all his strength before.

But now he has not only increased his basic strength, but more importantly, he is no longer the harmed self in the world!

In the past few months, he has also comprehended that trick, the unsuspecting first Service among the new net kings.

Show off the fastball in front of yourself? It can only be said that courage is commendable.

He was just observing habitually just now, but he didn't expect the other side to float up directly.

Oh, no, this product has never fallen at all.

Of course, Su Cheng didn't argue about anything, the price dropped.

But in Zhang Luo's eyes, this is a manifestation of fear of himself.

I became more proud in my heart.

Played this extremely fast combination of serve again.

Snapped!

This is the voice of serve.

boom!

However, in almost an instant, the sound of returning the ball rang out.

The tennis ball fell steadily back to Zhang Luo's half.

"game, Su, Su Cheng, 1-0!"

The referee sounded a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, Su Cheng was able to return the tennis ball so fast that he could barely see it with just the second ball!

He also only dares to make decisions by the half-court position where the ball rolls.

"No way! You succeeded in fighting back?!"

The audience on the field was shocked.

Doesn't it need an adaptation period to face such a powerful serve?

"Su God is worthy of being Su God! I thought that Su God would suffer in the professional arena, but now I know what the gap between God and man is!"

Seeing that his strongest point was broken without even holding the second ball, Zhang Luo was in disbelief, and shouted: "This, this is impossible! You are a young professional Boy, how can you be so strong?!"

Su Cheng: "#

Where did this mental retardation come from?

Withdrawing the racquet silently, Su Cheng pouted, a little speechless.

It's true that he is new to the profession, but he has already fought several times in the profession, so it's not wrong to fight as usual?

After changing the venue, Su raised his head and calmly looked at Zhang Lu's distraught face.

The thin lips moved slightly, and the voice said unhurriedly from the throat, "Don't try to judge everyone by your vision, because you are not worthy."

"Also, your ball speed isn't that great either."

Su Cheng's tone was slightly disdainful.

These two sentences directly made Zhang Luo blush, ashamed and indignant.

He wanted to scold back, but it was an indisputable fact that the other party successfully retaliated against his super serve lightly.

He could only smash his teeth and swallow it in his stomach. At the same time, he stuck his neck and forcibly held his respect: "You said my ball is not fast? Then you can send a faster serve to show me." !"

Being able to catch the fastball can only show that the opponent's dynamic vision is amazing and the response is excellent.

This is completely different from playing fastball. Those who can have particularly high attainments in defense are usually very lacking in offense.

After forcibly comforting himself, Zhang Luo calmed down with some words because his stunt was broken.

Thinking about it this way, whether it is physical strength distribution, experience, or what, I should be better than the other party in all aspects!

390 Even if I get the first hand to win the serve round, I still have the advantage!

Su Cheng chuckled, but didn't say anything.

Just toss the tennis ball in the air.

Zhang Luo stared at the tennis ball that gradually began to fall, held the racket with both hands, and lowered his center of gravity.

This posture can ensure that he has a faster reaction.

Although Zhang Luo looked down on Su Cheng in various ways, the real pressure had forced him to use all his strength invisibly.

The tennis ball is getting closer and closer to the best hitting position!

Snapped!

The crisp sound of hitting the ball sounded.

However.

next moment.

Su Cheng, who was still maintaining the serve posture, has already retracted the racket that was pressed down in front of him, and calmly went to the outside basket to get a serve ball.

"Player Su Cheng! Where are you going? You are not allowed to leave the arena during the serve." Seeing this, the referee outside the arena hurriedly stopped him.

Su Cheng turned his head, spread his hands, and said helplessly: "But I have successfully served the ball, and now it's time for the second serve."

"And by the way, the referee, you haven't read the score to me yet."

"You successfully served? When?!" The referee looked stunned.

He thought it was Su Cheng's fault. If it wasn't for his sudden departure, he would have been sentenced.

Su Cheng held the racquet and pointed to the wall behind Zhang Luo's half court, "Isn't it right there?"

The referee looked in the direction, and then his pupils shrank suddenly.

Because there, as Su Cheng said, there is a tennis ball rolling slowly until it stops.