Chapter 204 Playing ball or hitting someone

In the first three games, Chen Yang had been putting out bait. Now he has seen Wang Hao's playing habits, movement methods, and batting skills, and can 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?

Wang Hao was still confused about Chen Yang's thoughts at this moment. He threw the tennis ball in his left hand up 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 flew towards Chen Yang quickly. Wang Hao seemed to want to give him a blow. The ball was hit at an extremely tricky angle.

However, Chen Yang had already made a prediction based on Wang Hao's wrist force and racket angle at the moment of swinging the racket, and reached the hitting point in advance. With a sharp swing, the tennis ball shot towards the opponent at a faster speed. Fight back.

Although the ball looked very powerful, it had no parabola and seemed 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 from the perspective of 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 missing a beat.

"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 a 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 towards 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 and rubbed the hit area twice while cursing 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 full of hatred, and fired another ball.

In order to retaliate, he hit this ball directly towards Chen Yang, regardless of whether it would go out of bounds.

But the moment he just swung the ball, Chen Yang moved his steps, intercepted the ball, and swung the tennis ball back with one shot.

But this time, the tennis ball turned out to be impartial and went straight to Wang Hao.

With a bang, Wang Hao was hit hard by the tennis ball again. The pain caused him to curse: "Fuck, what kind of shitty luck are you doing?"

In Wang Hao's opinion, this ball must have been the luck of Chen Yang's lackey. 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."

Then, to everyone's surprise, 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 serve game. Wang Hao was determined to win, but who would have expected that the ball sent by Chen Yang would not hit the court ground, but would go straight to Wang Hao.

Chasing the ball!

With a bang, the force of the ball was quite strong, and it hit Wang Hao's body. The pain made him shiver, and he greeted all the eighteen generations of Chen Yang's ancestors in his heart.

It would be an exaggeration to say that four chasing balls 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're really that good, you'd be even better than the champion."

Wang Hao snorted and said angrily: "Quick, serve."

The fifth ball is another chasing ball!

The sixth ball is still a chasing ball!

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Afterwards, whether Chen Yang served or hit 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, beating him all over. Sore.

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 a lackey with bad luck, he just ate a dog." `Shit!”

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 Yang's serving and hitting were all chasing balls. Wang Hao was beaten so hard that he was trembling all over and was scared 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 if they were world champions, this was nothing more than that.

They looked at Wang Hao, whose legs were trembling, and then at Chen Yang, who had a smile on his face. They knew that the outcome of today's football match had been decided.

In the seventh game, Chen Yang served. He threw the tennis ball high into the air, with a loud bang, and the air seemed to tremble with the racket.

The tennis ball flew out like a bullet, and everyone's eyelids twitched. The power of this ball was too powerful, and also, it was a chasing ball.

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