Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei

Xia Di can indeed take the blame for what Lu Mingfei throws at him. After all, Xiaolu's strength depends on his training, and he has also led him to develop a bad habit, like to directly use the racket to remove the blame. The ball on the ground caused serious wear and tear on the rope, which was already of average quality.

But the game was only halfway through, so he couldn't give up because of this small problem. Xia Di put his hand on his racket, reinforced it slightly and handed it to Lu Mingfei: "Here, you use this."

Then he didn't rent a new one or ask Shufen to make a trip, so he continued playing with this half-disabled racket.

This can be regarded as weakening his own strength in disguise, but Master Xia said that it is interesting to increase the difficulty.

So the next four people stopped acting. Chu Zihang kept his back to Chu Tianjiao throughout the whole process, giving him room to fully develop. Then he guarded his junior brother tightly. If he made a slight mistake, he intercepted the net and smashed, and swung the racket. His movements were fierce, as if he was wielding a knife to fight Deadpool.

Lu Mingfei could feel the swordsman-like aura of his senior brother through the net. If he hadn't faced a jeep traveling at a speed of 45km/h, his performance would have been easily affected. After all, he was still practicing swordsmanship with him. I have never tried to spar with a senior brother, and I have never personally experienced the suffocating feeling of being enveloped by the light of swords and shadows.

Now that the uncle's weapon is damaged, he must take on the main responsibility of the offense.

As for secretly concealing his strength and catching Lao Xia off guard later, just kidding, this is the legendary father-son game. If something unexpected happens, he can't imagine whether he can survive this summer vacation safely. Uncle Xia is not a human being. You are really not a human being!

Under the dual influence of the desire for performance and the desire to survive, Xiaolu's presence on the court has become stronger and stronger.

Although he was the only one on the field who was still in the normal human category, the others were inconvenient to reveal their true strength due to various reasons. Due to their scruples, they were gradually overshadowed by Lu Mingfei, who was going all out.

Fengel, who was next to him, saw Lu Mingfei change his state of fishing in front of the net and start running around the front and back courts to pick up various lobs and dunks at his fingertips. He also became slightly interested and took out the leftovers from the novel he read last night from his pocket. I started eating half the bag of melon seeds.

In fact, this game was a complete joke to him. Xia Di Tangtang, a dragon king, was playing games with a few ordinary humans. He must have exerted more energy than he used, otherwise the father and son would have exploded on the spot when the ball hit the target. Explosion in the physical sense.

Chu Tianjiao watched his son start to compete with the little boy opposite, and the Jiangbei dog thief also clearly gave up the initiative, so he also gave his son enough room to perform, and the two adults began paddling in a tacit understanding.

Anyway, the situation is tense now, and the score has not become irreversible. They can break the score back at any time as long as they are willing.

In this way, the three adults watched the two children fighting each other tacitly, their expressions even a little comfortable.

Time passed little by little, and seeing that the score had reached 25:26, Xia Di only had a one-goal lead. Lu Mingfei finally couldn't help but look back at Lao Xia Tou: "Stop being lazy. If you wait too long, you will lose!"

At this time, he was sweating profusely, and the clothes on his chest and back were wet with sweat and stuck to his body. He was panting and his chest was rising and falling violently, as if his physical strength was about to be exhausted.

Chu Zihang on the opposite side is much better. This amount of exercise is about the same as an appetizer for him, and he is very good at distributing his physical strength. He will not use his full strength in every movement like his junior brother, and his physical fitness will be improved instantly. Being drained.

"You still have to practice more." Xia Di decided to go back and arrange some physical and endurance training for Lu Mingfei, and then looked at Chu Tianjiao, who was staring at him intently. He seemed to be reminding him not to forget the conditions he had promised.

With two chuckles, the two main players took over the offensive burden and began the final sprint for victory.

If Chu Zihang initially suspected that Xia Di was the coach of the city sports team, then his performance could be regarded as world champion level. In contrast, the unassuming man no longer hid his clumsiness. Showing the level of a top human athlete.

The two children were not to be outdone, and continued to struggle in front of the net. From time to time, they would suddenly hit a smash. The four people showed their magic, causing the badminton hall to sound like New Year's Eve firecrackers.

In the end, Lu Mingfei was frequently targeted by the Chu family and his son due to physical problems, so that the score between the two sides remained at 29:29, with only the last ball missing to determine the winner.

At this time, it was almost ten o'clock, and several young people who had formed a team to play in the badminton hall had come. They were watching the badminton match here like gods fighting, and they were too embarrassed to expose their rookie nature in front of a few people. , came over to watch.

"Hoo ho..." Lu Mingfei held his knees with both hands, feeling a cramp in his stomach and feeling like air was leaking from his lung tubes. The sweat on his head made his hair wet, and fell into his eyes along his brows. His vision was blurred by the salty sweat.

Uncle Xia has taught him a lot these days, but he really hasn't taught him much about physical distribution, which has always been his weakness.

During the intermission, Uncle Xia didn't prepare the magic glucose water for him to restore his strength. He just got a bottle of mineral water, as if he wanted to see how far he could persist without relying on magic props.

The young man raised his hand and imitated Uncle Xia, pushing back his wet hair and wiping away all the sweat. He tried to steady his breathing and looked at the senior brother on the opposite side who was waiting for him to tee off.

After swallowing, Lu Mingfei felt that his dry throat was slightly moisturized. He once again squeezed out his little energy to maintain his posture and nodded to his senior brother.

Chu Zihang's eyes were filled with appreciation as he looked at his junior fellow apprentice who looked exhausted but whose inner perseverance was evident.

As a roll king who has been involved in explosive rolls since he was a child, what he admires most is people who work hard and refuse to admit defeat, and in response, he will use all his strength to defeat his junior brother.

Three badminton shuttlecocks had already been broken in the previous game. Now the brand-new shuttlecock didn't have to worry about following in the footsteps of his predecessors. Chu Zihang's smooth fast serve was easily blocked by Lu Mingfei.

His movements were a little slower than before, but still firm and powerful.

Chu Zihang backhanded the ball to the open space on the right side. Lu Mingfei moved half a step laterally and stretched out his arm to save the ball in time. However, because the force was a little weak, the ball missed the net just above the height.

Seeing that the badminton flying upside down was hit by the net midway, and its flight trajectory changed and was about to land on the baseline, Lu Mingfei panicked and thought that the last ball would end with his own low-level mistake. Unexpectedly, his senior brother lifted it. With one hand, he hit the ball back.

"Holy shit, senior brother, you are my God!" Lu Mingfei was so moved that senior brother's move simply saved him from fire and water. If it were in an ancient setting, he would have dragged his senior brother to chop off the chicken's head and burn it on yellow paper. Baibao became his half-brother.

In fact, this is not Chu Zihang's failure, but the angle of the ball may not land firmly in the baseline area. If it happens to land and cross the line, they will lose points.

But Lu Mingfei didn't know this. He just followed the badminton's landing point and walked forward. The racket pounced forward and hit the ball back again.

It's just that this time his steps were too heavy, and the lactic acid accumulated in his muscles made him feel strong pain when he raised his legs to swing. It seemed that his body had reached its limit and was issuing a warning.

"boom!"

Chu Zihang made a forehand move, and the badminton fell to the other side. At this time, Lu Mingfei had no time to turn around and save the ball. He threw himself out with a sudden heart, and half-stretched his hand to save the ball.

"Uncle, the rest... I'll leave it to you!"

Lu Mingfei fell to the ground, his eyes full of high hopes for Uncle Xia.

"boom!"

In response to what he expected was a dunk, Xia Di stepped forward the moment Chu Tianjiao hit the ball back, and knocked it down as soon as it crossed the net.

The man and the ball hit the ground at the same time. Xia Di dragged Lu Mingfei up angrily: "It's just a ball game, why so much drama?"