"No, it's really a foul. Teacher Leng Yan doesn't know how to play tennis at all. The tennis site must be in the opponent's half. He hit the steel fence directly. This is completely a beginner who will make a mistake.
It's a mistake!"
"Oh, I thought it would be a battle, who knows...ah..."[
Not to mention these audiences, even Ye Haoran was a little disappointed. He wanted to defeat Leng Yan, but he didn't defeat him in this state and said loudly: "Teacher Leng Yan, you have never played tennis, we have compared it.
.”
"No!" Leng Yan said in a silence, a little depressed. When he saw the tennis ball coming, he played the reflex and didn't think about any irregularities at that time. He only remembered that there were rules after the tennis ball was played this time.
thing.
"I admit that you have strong speed and power explosive power, but you can't win by playing tennis. Tennis is a skillful sport." Ye Haoran advised.
"What are you talking about? I really think you will win." Leng Yan said impatiently.
Ye Haoran stopped talking and sent another ball.
This time Leng Yan did not rush to play back, but instead looked at the landing point of the tennis ball, then waved the racket and hit it back.
Whoosh!
The tennis ball roared away and landed directly according to the landing point calculated by Leng Yan. When Ye Haoran had no time to react, he had already popped out of the ground and won the ball.
In the following time, under Leng Yan's exquisite control and calculation, playing tennis is like using his fingers. Wherever his eyes see, the tennis ball will inevitably fall, coupled with the speed and power that seems to be able to tear the wind apart.
Haoran was beaten to pieces and was defeated, and he couldn't even receive one ball.
Whoosh!
Leng Yan once again pulled the tennis ball over, and the tennis ball spind at high speed, whistling away, making a scream, which made many people stunned.
They have never seen this kind of strength and speed when playing tennis. No matter how good the ball skills are, this speed alone is worthy of shock.
Ye Haoran was sweating profusely, and there was not even a single dozen balls in front of him, which made his eyes turn red and a deep sense of frustration.
"No, I must take the next ball." Ye Haoran gritted his teeth, looked at the whistling tennis ball, and drew it vigorously.
Received!
As soon as his wrist sinks, Ye Haoran's eyes lit up instantly. He was about to hit the tennis ball back, but suddenly changed color.
A powerful force surged from his wrist. His wrist numbed out, and the tennis racket couldn't be held back and flew out. As a result, Ye Haoran was defeated again!
"We will fight again tomorrow!" Leaving this sentence, Ye Haoran left the tennis court.
...[
In the following days, Ye Haoran challenged Leng Yan every day, such as billiards, tennis, fencing, horse racing... At first, it was limited to sports, but later it even competed with chess, memory, etc., but the results were all the same.
In the same game, he undoubtedly failed.
Ten games! Ten games in succession, plus the shooting that had just been contested in the shooting club, Ye Haoran lost ten games in a row, without any suspense. In every game, he was defeated and defeated.
"I will compete with you for the last game tomorrow night. I will compete with you for a car. I will bet on your life!" Ye Haoran roared, his confidence was defeated little by little, and he completely lost his inch!