Poor in the downtown no one asked, rich in the mountains have distant relatives.
The moment Wang Yue was recognized, it immediately attracted everyone's discussion.
After all, it is our Great Heaven Dynasty's tradition to watch the show. Even if a person is just covering his hand, it will attract the attention of passersby.
"What are you looking at?"
"I don't know. I saw that everyone was around, so I came over to watch the show.”
This is my Great Heaven Dynasty
Wang Yue and Sun Yun could be said to be the dark horses of this ranking competition, and there were quite a number of spectators.
"Wang Yue serves!"
Needless to say, Wang Yue also knew that it would be difficult to defeat Sun Yun with his own strength. It might even be impossible. Wang Yue was not a person who knew what he could not do, so he immediately activated the King of the Net skill.
"It appeared! Outer spin serve!"
The spectators outside the stadium were excited. They had long heard that Wang Yue could play many magical skills, and now that they had seen it, it was true.
Wang Yue pursed his lips. Why are you guys so excited? I thought you guys were the ones who beat him up.
Sun Yun was also shocked. That strange rotation angle was heading straight for his face. If he hadn't dodged it quickly, he might have been disfigured by now.
Was the divine face-smacking technique not a face-smacking technique?
What was the difference between him and a salted fish?
Wang Yue didn't say anything. A ball that could score was a good shot. E-sports didn't need eyesight, uh... He never needed pity.
30-0！
Not everyone was like Long Yan. Faced with Wang Yue's spin serve, Sun Yun had no choice but to watch the tennis ball brush past him with an ugly expression.
1-0！
After a round, everyone was convinced by Wang Yue's serve. No matter how good his technique was, this magical outer spin serve was indeed amazing. Even Sun Yun, one of the favorites in the main selection, was shaved bald. He didn't even get a single shot back, let alone a point.
"He's really strong!"
"Who says so? How does he usually practice to be able to play such unscientific tennis?”
Science? Don't you know that the end of science is metaphysics?
Using science to explain the King of Nets 'basketball skills, Wang Yue reckoned that even a group of big shots from the Chinese Academy of Sciences wouldn't be able to come up with an explanation even after studying it for a long time.
"It seems that the outcome has been decided!"
"In basketball, there's a saying that goes, whoever controls the rebound controls the game. In tennis, there's also a saying that whoever controls the serve controls the scales of victory.”
Indeed, as this person said, there was probably no one who could break Wang Yue's serve.
Tang Huaiser, the disappearing serve, the big explosion, and even the almost unsolvable zero serve.
"However, there shouldn't be such a person, right?”Wang Yue pursed his lips. If there really was one, it would really be his nemesis.
3-1！
As time passed, the game had already reached the fifth game. Facing Wang Yue's spinning serve and strong receiving method, Sun Yun had no strength to resist. He only managed to win one game.
"Damn it! Are we really going to lose here?" Sun Yun was a little unwilling. His points had already exceeded Wang Yue by 50 points. If he lost, he would be directly deducted 50 points. This would put him even further away from the main player's score.
That was to kill him in one strike and be caught off guard!
Only moves that had never been seen by others could be the most effective and suppressive against the opponent. Once everyone was familiar with it, it could only be reduced to ordinary basketball skills.
It was just like the spin serve. When he first appeared in the game, it was amazing. The passersby were amazed and the opponents were dumbfounded.
However, as the number of times he used it increased, he was afraid that even Horio, who had been playing for three years, could catch it. Although there was also the reason that his opponents became stronger in the later stages, it was undeniable that when a move was familiar, his threat would be greatly reduced.
"Let's wait and see!" Wang Yue also wanted to see it for himself.
Reading ten thousand books was not as good as traveling ten thousand miles. Wang Yue never denied that some of his basketball skills in the real world were not inferior to the King of Nets.
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