In the previous three rounds, Chen Yang had been placing bait. Now he had seen Wang Hao's playing habits, movement, and batting skills, and was able to accurately judge the landing point of the opponent's bat.
And he himself is also familiar with the strength, direction and angle of hitting the ball.
Of course, it was just three games of tennis. No matter how talented he was, he couldn't become a tennis master in such a short period of time.
But he is not good at playing tennis, but he is very good at beating people.
As for the tennis balls, just use them as hidden weapons and let them all fall on Wang Hao.
"Hey, after three rounds of bait, the fish took the bait. Now it's time to close the net."
Chen Yang looked at the proud Wang Hao and thought to himself, where should Wang Hao hit the first ball later?
At this moment, Wang Hao was still confused about Chen Yang's thoughts. He threw the tennis ball in his left hand high, assumed an extremely handsome batting posture, swung the racket violently, knocked the tennis ball out, and at the same time shouted: "
The final game determines the outcome."
The tennis ball was flying towards Chen Yang. Wang Hao seemed to want to give him a blow, and the ball was hit at an extremely tricky angle.
However, Chen Yang had already made a prediction based on Wang Hao's wrist strength and racket angle at the moment of swinging the racket. He reached the hitting point in advance and swung the racket violently. The tennis ball counterattacked towards the opponent at a faster speed.
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Although the ball looks very powerful, it does not have a parabola and seems to be hit randomly.
Seeing this ball, Liu's father who was watching the game shook his head and said: "It's a pity that Chen Yang finally caught the ball, but judging from the level of the ball, it will definitely go out of bounds."
"Forget it, let's end it quickly." Liu Zhiling didn't want to watch anymore. She just hoped that the game would end soon to save Chen Yang from further embarrassment.
At this time, even Liu's mother felt that Wang Hao was a little too much. Even if you are better than Chen Yang, you still have to save some face for others. It is not right to let others win a game.
Just when everyone thought that Chen Yang was bound to lose and the ball was about to go out of bounds, they saw the tennis ball flying directly towards Wang Hao who was running, and headed straight for Wang Hao without any hesitation.
"Chasing body ball!"
Father Liu exclaimed, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
A chasing ball refers to a ball that is hit towards the opponent. This kind of ball is difficult to hit and difficult for the opponent to counterattack.
Of course, no one thought that Chen Yang had the ability to hit the chasing ball. He was just lucky with this shot.
"You brat, you actually hit a chasing ball!"
Wang Hao saw the yellow tennis ball flying toward him. He swung the racket quickly, but the ball was very fast. He reacted quickly enough, but he still missed the hit.
With a bang, the tennis ball hit Wang Hao hard on the body. He grinned in pain, rubbed the hit area twice, and cursed Chen Yang in his heart.
"Yeah, come on Chen Yang."
Seeing Chen Yang hit a good shot, even though it was just luck, Liu Zhiling jumped up excitedly and pumped her fist to cheer Chen Yang on.
"Chen Yang, that's great. You actually hit a chasing ball. But the final outcome will not change just because of one ball. You will definitely lose."
Wang Hao sneered, his eyes filled with hatred, and he shot another ball.
In order to retaliate, he hit the ball directly towards Chen Yang, regardless of whether it would go out of bounds or not.
But the moment he just swung the ball, Chen Yang moved his steps, intercepted the ball, swung it out, and pulled the tennis ball back.
But this time, the tennis ball turned out to be impartial and went straight towards Wang Hao.
With a bang, Wang Hao was hit hard by the tennis ball again. The pain caused him to curse: "Damn it, what kind of shitty luck are you doing?"
In Wang Hao's view, this ball must have been caused by Chen Yang's bad luck. Otherwise, how could a layman hit the chasing ball?
Seeing Chen Yang score another 15 points, Liu Zhiling cheered: "Yeah, good job, Chen Yang, come on."
Immediately afterwards, what everyone didn't expect was that Wang Hao's third ball was actually hit back by Chen Yang, and it was also a chasing ball, hitting Wang Hao.
A tennis layman hit three chasing balls in succession. His luck was incredible.
Next came Chen Yang's game, and Wang Hao was determined to win. However, who would have expected that Chen Yang's ball would not hit the ground, but would go straight to Wang Hao.
Chasing the ball!
With a bang, the force of the ball was quite strong. It hit Wang Hao's body, causing him to tremble with pain. In his heart, he greeted all the eighteen generations of Chen Yang's ancestors.
It would be an exaggeration to say that the four chasing balls in succession were a coincidence.
Liu Zhiling and her parents looked at Chen Yang in surprise, thinking to themselves, this kid is not pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger. He deliberately showed weakness to Wang Hao in the three games just now, will he show his true strength now?
At this moment, Chen Yang showed an embarrassed smile and said to Wang Hao: "Brother Wang, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean it."
"Of course I know you didn't mean it. If you were really that good, you would be even better than Djokovic."
Wang Hao snorted and said angrily: "Quickly, let's hit the ball."
The fifth ball is another chasing ball!
The sixth ball is still a chasing ball!
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After that, whether it was Chen Yang's ball or hitting the ball, without exception, they were all chasing balls. Except for one ball that was hit out of bounds by Wang Hao, the other balls all hit Wang Hao's body, making him sore all over.
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In the fourth game, Chen Yang won the game without conceding a single goal.
Wang Hao rubbed the sore spots on his body and thought to himself: "What a ghost, every ball is a chasing ball, and the speed is so fast. This guy is not just lucky, he just ate shit."
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Wang Hao kept cursing in his heart, but he didn't know that his nightmare had just begun.
In the fifth game, under the same circumstances, Chen Yangqiu's shots were all chasing balls. Wang Hao was beaten so hard that he was trembling all over and was frightened when he saw the ball flying over.
As a result, Chen Yang was victorious.
In the sixth game, it was still chasing the ball. Wang Hao didn't even dare to hit the ball. He just wanted to avoid it. However, Chen Yang hit the ball very fast and could also grasp the direction of his movement. Even if he had
Even though he was prepared, he still couldn't avoid it.
At the end of the sixth game, Wang Hao was covered in bruises and purples, looking extremely miserable.
Seeing that entering the seventh game, Wang Hao was already timid and was afraid of tennis balls.
Liu Zhiling and the other three who were watching the game were stunned when they saw this situation. Every ball was a chasing ball. Even Djokovic was no more than that.
They looked at Wang Hao, whose legs were trembling a little, and then at Chen Yang, who had a smile on his face, knowing that the outcome of today's football match had been decided.
In the seventh game, Chen Yangqiu, he threw the tennis ball high into the air, with a loud bang, the air seemed to be shaken by the racket.
The tennis ball flew out like a bullet, and everyone's eyelids twitched. The power of this ball was really too strong, and also, it was a chasing ball.