Tennis Era: Only I Awaken U17 Skills

"What did you say? You want to fight me?" Liu Yuan was a little incredulous, he even thought he was hallucinating.

Su Cheng frowned, and asked back: "Why, don't you dare?"

"Hehe, kid, do you know who I am?!" Even though Liu Yuan was angry now, he still felt funny when facing the behavior of the young man in front of him.

"Yes, former professional player, Liu Yuan." Su Cheng replied lightly.

Liu Yuan nodded in satisfaction.

not bad

He still knows himself!

In an instant, he consciously thought about the reason for Su Cheng's behavior.

"If you are looking forward to fighting against someone like me, I will satisfy you! However, after the match, you have to leave here, and you must not entangle Qingshuang's leaving the team!" Liu Yuan's tone was unavoidably gentle, after all This is also a small fan.

However, Su Cheng interrupted ruthlessly: "You think too much, I will fight you just to see that you are unhappy.

"If you weren't Liu Qingshuang's father, I wouldn't have known you were among the former professional players!"

He's telling the truth, he hasn't traveled through this world for a long time, and he doesn't know much about it. In addition, there are so many active occupations, such as Liu Yuan, who hasn't won any big awards and is not very well-known. I no longer know.

I only knew that Liu Qingshuang had a pair of former professional parents when I heard the school praise Liu Qingshuang.

"You brat!" Liu Yuan's face was almost distorted by anger!

It really doesn't give you any face when you talk!

At the same time, I became more determined not to let my daughter go back.

Such a team with arrogant people will only have a negative impact on Qingshuang's future!

"Give me a quick word, and tell me if you dare to fight?" Su Cheng asked.

Can he suffer this grievance? What he awakened is U17 world-class skills!

What about your former career?

Still hit him!

This battle is not only for his own name, but also for his tennis club.

As a minister, he has a reason to fight!

Su Cheng's words are no less than face-riding output.

Liu Yuan's face turned black, it was the first time he was provoked by someone like this, and this person was still a brat!

"Okay, I'll fight with you!" Liu Xian gritted his teeth.

"If you lose, get out of here!"

"No problem." Su Cheng shrugged, his voice eloquent, "Then please borrow a racquet, I didn't bring it."

The veins on Liu Yuan's forehead popped up.

It's too casual!

Those who didn't know thought it was at his house!

"Come with me! I hope you don't regret it!" Liu Yuan turned around and walked to the backyard.

Seeing the two leaving with swords drawn, the old butler wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Damn, this young man! He's really getting braver!

However, although his courage is commendable, he never thought that Su Cheng would have the slightest chance of winning, after all, that is a former profession!

Su Cheng followed Liu Yuan to the backyard of the villa.

Looking at the exquisitely decorated court and the server machines on display in the middle, I can't help but sigh that the life of rich people is convenience, and they can play casually at home.

Unlike him, you either have to go to the tennis court or you have to go to school.

Liu Yuan opened a small compartment in the backyard, and said to Su Cheng, "Racquet chooses by himself."

When Su Cheng approached, he saw rows of shelves with various styles of racquet, just like a racquet specialty store with a complete range of products.

Su Cheng was also unequivocal, saying that he would choose.

He tried the weight, feel, and tension of the racket. Finally, he chose a jet black racquet with red border stripes.

"You are quite good at picking." Liu Yuan said coldly.

The quality of this racquet is already extremely high in his collection of these racquets!

Generally, children at the age of Su Cheng usually only stay at the stage of blindly pursuing big names without considering the degree of racquet for their cognition of racquet.

It can be said to be a compliment, but it doesn't taste like that.

"It's useless to talk, let's start!"

Holding the racquet in his hand, Su Cheng swaggered into the arena.

"Guess what about serve?"

"No need, come on, I just want to see what a professional-level serve is like?" Su Cheng waved the racquet in his hand without looking back.

Liu Yuan's face was completely pulled down.

arrogant!

But won a city-level league championship, don't you know how much it weighs?!

Today I will teach him what it means to respect seniors!

""||It's started!" Liu Yuan reminded coldly, and threw the ball up.

"bring it on."

boom!

As soon as Su Cheng finished speaking, the tennis ball had already smashed into his side of the court.

"15-0." Liu Yuan withdrew his batting posture and announced the score indifferently.

.

boom!

"30-0,"

boom!

"40-0,"

Liu Yuan only scored three ordinary serves, and the score reached the key to the victory of the first round in a blink of an eye.

Looking across at Su Cheng who was still standing there, he was filled with disdain.

Scared? Is it really only this level?

Just like this, he still plans to let his daughter join and win the provincial competition?

Give me a break!

While Liu Yuan was disappointed, he also had some regrets, why did he agree to compete with such a brat on a whim?

What a waste of his time! Even lower class! (Wang Hao)

That's it, just finish the game and win the game!

Nothing interesting man.

Thinking in this way, Liu Yuan casually played an ordinary serve with the same strength as before.

But this time, there was an unexpected sound of hitting the ball.

Amidst the astonishment on Liu Yuan's face, a faster yellow light beam passed in front of him, landed on the ground and flew halfway out.

"15-40." Su Cheng read the score instead of Liu Yuan, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and satisfaction in his eyes.

As expected of a former career!

Even an ordinary serve can easily reach 220km/h, and this is obviously not full power!

It seems that he found a good testing stone!

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