The God of Destruction

"However, what is the point of earning points."

Pan Chen inquired towards the system in his heart and glanced at Colin in the distance. He was still being treated. This time the pain was not only physical, but also from a mental shock.

Obviously, the weak who was abused by himself turned into an indescribable strong in vain.

Two consecutive inswings turned his dizzy head and couldn't believe it for a while.

The sound of the system ’s cold machinery sounded in his mind: ‘Points can be used to strengthen one ’s attributes, and can also be used to exchange tennis skills, money, and ordinary daily skills. ’

"Check my current attributes." Pan Chen said.

‘Pan Chen.

Attribute: Speed: 3.4, Strength: 2.6, Physical Strength: 3.2, Skill: 1540, Mental Strength: 3.4.

Possess tennis skills: serve and spin.

Special skills: Active burst level. (A total of four levels).

Common skills: English apprenticeship, chef entry level, driving apprenticeship (entry, mastery, mastery, master, guru, **** level.)

Evaluation: It is faster than ordinary people, but it is weaker than the professionally trained people. It has sufficient physical strength, high spirits, and poor skills. It can only be used to exert skills. At present, it is only an entry level. ’

"Really? Then see what skills can be exchanged now."

Something like a 3D screen popped up in front of Pan Chen's eyes, but the others didn't notice the anomaly at all. As his eyes moved and the thoughts in his mind, the pictures kept flashing.

Skills in general are constantly crossed, but they are all in gray font and cannot be learned at all.

"Why can't the system learn these skills." Pan Chen said helplessly.

‘That ’s because your physical fitness does not meet this standard. At present, what is suitable for you is only the elementary skills. As for other intermediate, advanced, master, and even final god-level skills, they need extremely high attributes to learn. ’

"Help me choose the skills that best suit my current situation."

‘Skill smashing: strong power, high hitting point, fast speed, short and straight flying arc, which can pose a great threat to the opponent, recommended 3 stars.

Skills slap: fast speed, far hitting point, weak power, long curved arc, can cause a certain amount of physical exertion to the opponent, recommended 2 stars. ’

‘Your current points are only suitable for learning these two skills. ’

"Then smash it. I still like quick battles and quick battles. The battle of attrition is not my routine." Pan Chen said casually.

'as you wish. ’

Suddenly, Pan Chen saw his points in the upper right corner drop rapidly. Only 19 points obtained before, only 4 points left. A smashing technique came to mind, as if it was just one of the techniques he had mastered before.

It's just a reminder now.

Pan Chen opened his eyes slowly, holding the tennis racket in his right hand, maybe it was an illusion, and the feeling of fit with the tennis racket was much higher. The inexplicable sense of proficiency, that is, the feel of the hand was enhanced!

He looked towards the front, and Colin had stood up again. He held the tennis ball in his left hand. It seemed to be ready to serve. Pan Chen ’s gaze was full of resentment and anger. His right face was still purplish, even bloated. The blood stain on his nose is almost a clown.

This time he didn't come to ridicule Pan Chen, but his eyes and expression already explained everything.

He wants to redeem! He didn't believe that Pan Chen, who was embarrassed under his serve before, could catch the ball. After all, he was so clumsy before, and as long as he won again in this quarter, then it was 4: 2, and the gap could be widened again.

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Once he wins the game, this kid is just an ordinary student who can serve skills.

Glory and cheering still belong to him!

"Somewhat strange." Taocheng Wu's eyes still stayed on Pan Chen, frowning slightly, a little puzzled.

"Senior student Taocheng, is there anything strange?" Said the little boy in amazement. He looked down at Taocheng Wu's eyes and looked at Pan Chen. There was nothing strange about it.

"His posture!" Taocheng Wu Shensheng said.

posture? The little boy looked at it carefully, and then he realized that Colin was already serving, but Pan Chen stood so casually, and did not make any defensive posture at all. This casual stance should not appear in a free-spinning ball. Of professional tennis players.

It's not about the strength of the opponent, it's just a habit of tennis players.

It is used to holding chopsticks when eating with people, but Pan Chen now behaves like a layman. The random standing posture, even in how to focus, is half a beat slower than the professional defensive posture.

At the moment of serving, the half-beat is the gap between being able to receive the ball and not being able to receive it!

"Actually despise people!" Colin also noticed Pan Chen's posture, the anger in his eyes became more intense, almost bursting out, he experienced the previous two inswings, and naturally did not believe that Pan Chen was the kind of ignorance Tennis white, he even thought that Pan Chen did that before, just to confuse him.

The somber scheming villain is still confusing him like this.

"This time you will pay the price!" He said, clenching his left hand, tightening the tennis ball tighter, and gritted his teeth.

beep--

The referee's whistle sounded again and the game started!

"Why is that person standing like that, even if he can make a spin, it would be too much!"

Although the onlookers were not professional tennis players, because of their relationship with the youth school, they knew more or less some basic knowledge of tennis. Naturally, Pan Chen's posture was also a problem.

"Yeah, it's too much. What kind of attitude is this? Would you respect the game points?"

There was a lot of discussion, and some good people even booed loudly.

Pan Chen looked at the people around with some doubt, not knowing why they were like this. He still applauded him before, but now this strange change has happened. Is it because of Colin's injury?

He was not a tennis expert in his previous life, nor did he learn tennis.

Moreover, the predecessor of this body did not inherit the memory to him, naturally why do not understand.

"Asshole! See how I solve you!" Colin couldn't help but say that he could not stand the attitude of this kid, almost humiliating.

"Although come here!"

Pan Chen is full of confidence now, and he hasn't put this rookie in his eyes.

"Hum" Colin threw the tennis ball empty, and immediately clenched the tennis racket in his hand, smashing it hard.

The ball is extremely fast, and the arc is extremely short, and it is accurately directed to the far left, and the angle is extremely tricky.

"Pretty!"

Some students shouted that Colin had played the ball superbly. According to Pan Chen's current position and standing posture, he started to break out and then rushed over, unable to receive it at all.

"Will you receive it?" Taocheng Wu Rao looked at Pan Chen with interest, looking forward. ..