olympian big player

Chapter 276 Chapter 275 - Enemy's Narrow Road - 4
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The audience at the scene had already applauded, from when Bu Zelu tried his best to chase the ball, he had already clapped and even whistled.

But at this time the audience was already boiling, it didn't matter who the fans were, besides Bu Zelu's two hard-fought saves, the last shot turned defeat into victory. This kind of performance made some old audiences who had watched tennis all their lives very excited.

'MD, it hurts so much! Bu Zelu grinned and rubbed his knees, and fell to the ground in a daze after a diving save just now.

The abdomen and chest are okay, at least they are protected by muscles, but who has seen muscles on the knees?
That's the serious bone, and the most prominent.

'Sure enough, Zaina usually puts something on her back, or kneels on the bed. Bu Zelu rubbed his knee vigorously, it hurt so much.

Federer wanted to applaud Bu Zeli very much. Yes, this shot was wonderful, but the opposing identities of the two could only make him lower his head secretly, preparing for the next serve.

The prolonged applause made Bu Zelu proudly wave to the audience. There were still a lot of spectators who liked Bu Zelu. In an instant, Fei Tianwang fans were ready to watch the game dumbfounded.

This guy is too hated, can't he be more professional and a gentleman?

But what about Bu Zelu fans?Seeing that his idol was fine, he yelled even more.

Seeing his fans blowing kisses crazy to him, Bu Zelu was so happy that his nose was snotty, and he ran back to the bottom line of the court.

Finally won the hearts of some female fans.

Looking at Bu Zelu's appearance, Viniya shook her head with a wry smile. She still liked this man more than she loved him. This guy was too carefree.

Of course, the main reason is that Bu Zelu is not very romantic except for being playful. Apart from watching TV and playing games at home, he just messes around with women.

She was really not interested in this kind of honest man. Yes, in Viniya's mind, Bu Zelu was such a contradictory body. He was just emotionally dishonest, but in fact he was a man who had no interest in life.

After a long time of contact, Viniya knows exactly what kind of person Bu Zelu is, and thanks to understanding Bu Zelu, she also understands a new era term.

'otaku! '

This guy is really boring at home, and sometimes he can play all night with a computer in his arms.

Don't you know how to chat with her when you have this time?
Chasing her?Except for the occasional flamboyance and a little dishonesty in his hands, he is just greedy for her body, and doesn't want to know more about her at all.

In other words, if you want to really get in touch with Bu Zelu, maybe you can learn from Zayina or Cha Ruoyu and play games with him.

But she must not understand what's so fun about that thing.

Perhaps this is why these three people can hang out together.

As for the other women, Viniya knew very well that it was just a 'social' relationship.

She doesn't want to "simple communication" with Bu Zelu, but wants to improve the quality of life. She just covets physical pleasure. Sooner or later, a woman with a better figure than her will appear in menopause.

So what did she do then?
Quit sadly, or just enjoy Bu Zelu's material compensation?
With the quietness of the scene, Viniya, who was in a trance, focused her eyes on the court again. She was very excited when she saw Bu Zelu's series of actions just now.

Perhaps what she prefers is the passionate pace on the court, rather than the otaku at home.

The game started again, and the first few rounds were wonderful, but this was the Big Baby Empire, not the Yankee's group of country soil spores.

They are quite gentlemen when it comes to watching the game. This is not about watching the game, but appreciating the game.Perhaps the more extreme old tennis fans are appreciating art.

This is the second most popular sport in the world. Equestrian, billiards, and golf are not as popular as tennis.

Well, at least Europeans think so, but it's not that the NBA is the second largest sport according to the statistics of the Americans.

In the eyes of Europeans, basketball may still be ranked behind racing.

Federer was a little surprised, he even regained his composure from the ups and downs of the last match.

Yes, he lost the last goal, but he was convinced that he lost, even if he didn't admit it, he couldn't admit it, but such a wonderful match made him very happy.

This is what tennis should really be like, a full-court style of play. Of course, it would be nice if there was another person standing opposite, at least you don't have to see that annoying face.

"Cut, it's just running a little faster. If you have the ability, you can continue to compete with me on the Internet!" 'Federer muttered in his heart and re-served after seeing Bu Zelu getting ready.

Still serve defensively, and then cooperate with his surfing style. If it were someone else, he would have used offense to surf the net.

But facing the bastard Bu Zelu, he couldn't play offensively and online. The opponent had studied him too thoroughly, and Biloca, who was hired with a high salary, told him.

Bu Zelu often watched his game videos, and someone even created a set of dynamic data tables for Bu Zelu, and analyzed a lot of information with a computer.

This guy often goes back to his study with the information in his arms and spends a whole day looking at it.

Okay, these things are true, but in fact, walking around is just for show, otherwise how could he explain that he understands the loopholes of this group of people so well.

In real life, you still need to practice when playing with a sparring partner. As for looking at charts?
I said take it back to the study, can the study have no computer?
'Go online again? "Bu Zelu didn't hesitate, playing on the bottom line has a high winning rate, but looking at the fans' reactions, what the fans want to see is what Bu Zelu wants to do.

Return the serve to the net.

This time, Bu Zelu, who was prepared, would not rush too far forward all of a sudden, and would only stand on the line of the teeing area.This way at least Federer won't use lobs to increase his running.

However, Bu Zelu was still mobilized, and Federer's backward volley was very troublesome. This guy relied on his height and arm length, and directly let the tennis ball hit back without landing.

To be honest, Bu Zelu's body is not suitable for competitive sports. The main reason is that his figure is too standard. This standard refers to ordinary people, and he is only 181 tall. He is considered short in the tennis circle.

Even when it comes to playing football, they are middle and lower crowd. If you want to play a defender or something, if you don't have a 190, you should play another position.

As for Federer on the opposite side, his bare feet are 185. In addition to practicing tennis since childhood, his wingspan has been intensively trained since childhood.Just like playing basketball, you need not only your height, but also your wingspan.

Through scientific exercise, tennis players generally have long arms, at least a bit longer than ordinary people.

awkward!

The low altitude also has the advantage of being low, that is, turning around quickly, and Bu Zelu's footsteps are so flexible, stepping on small steps, thumping and thumping to catch up with the tennis ball.

After Xu Huang shot, the backhand was a slice.

This was also chosen after seeing Federer move back a little after the volley.

The characteristic of chopping the ball is that it can only be judged when the tennis ball is flying at the moment of hitting, otherwise it is a chopping ball or a backhand kick.

'MGP, you are the only one who can transfer, right? Bu Zelu scolded in his heart, then cut the ball and chased back.

He has to guard against Federer also cutting the ball against him, at least he has to run to the middle of his own half.

Federer swung his long legs in three steps and made two steps and rushed to the net. He glanced at Bu Zelu's position and saw a forehand slice.

'I know you old guy is not a good thing! After Bu Zelu saw Federer's movements, he started to take small steps and pulled towards the sidelines.

Federer's return shot is not only a slice, but also a pull, causing Bu Zelu to chase to the left, and it is also a very uncomfortable receiving position. At this angle, he does not have many options.

Take the racket and lightly pad it over the net.

But Federer, the bastard, had already ambushed him, and even gave Bu Zeli the illusion of retreating, but he rushed over the next moment, as if he had bet that Bu Zeli would miss the net with a short backhand.

'Gan! '

Bu Zelu only had time to curse, turned around and ran away without hesitation, for fear that the front of the net would hit his head directly.

But Federer jumped up, swinging the racket vigorously, and as the racket fell, Bu Zelu suspected that the racket would hit his head if he didn't run.

The speed of the ball was very fast, and Federer even made a smash with both hands after jumping up, and then suddenly slammed back.

The slow pace just now became faster again.

The landing of the tennis ball, coupled with Bu Zelu's pursuit, made the game exciting again, and the audience who had been sitting stood up one by one.

'That's too late! Bu Zelu looked at the tennis ball and could only rush to the back wall in one breath and hit it back by hitting the ball under his crotch.

Turning around again, I saw Federer, who was full of malice, had already taken his position.

The racket shaved slightly.

The tennis ball bounced back into Bu Zelu's half court again.

'MMP! Bu Zelu knew that he couldn't catch up, but he still rushed forward as much as possible.

As if a replay of the last ball, he finally reached the tennis ball through a sliding step that almost hit the egg, but this time it was even more embarrassing. After catching the ball, the whole person really turned into a horse and sat on the ground.

But it wasn't over yet, watching Federer, who was stepping back and posing for a spike, hastily climbed up.

With the experience just now, Bu Zelu deliberately picked the ball high, just to give himself a buffer time to stand up.

At least this time I don't have to stumble and adjust my center of gravity while running.

After standing up and listening to the sound of 'bang' in the opposite half, I said silently in my heart, 'finger magic power-open! '

He didn't have time to predict the flight trajectory of the tennis ball with his naked eyes, but his magical power was very convenient, and he could tell it at a glance.

Reflexively chase!

' Gan!How to take this! '

The perfect position, the perfect smash, Federer thinks this ball is definitely a lore, from the feel of the swing to the impact on the racket, he is full of strength.

Bu Zelu was sprinting, although he had the supernatural power to judge the dotted line, but he still hoped that the tennis ball would go out of bounds directly.

(End of this chapter)