Prince of Tennis Tai Chi

"Azhe, you can't take it lightly. Although your skills are good, the opponent is not a vegetarian." Li Shuruo, who was sitting on the stool, warned Li Zhe again.

"Sister, I hear you say that, does that guy have any background? He seems to be quite powerful." Li Zhe asked Li Shuruo curiously.

Hearing this, Li Shuruo slapped his forehead with his hand and said, "Oh, I blame me for not telling you clearly. His name is Yang Xiao, and he recently won the Youth Tennis Championship in Province E. His strength is extraordinary. If you can't beat him in a while, Just admit defeat, we are just having fun anyway, it doesn’t matter if we lose.”

"Hey. Shu Ruo, after hearing what you said, I remembered that Yang Yan showed off on Weibo before." Chu Yuxuan, who was sitting aside, said: "The media was still making a big deal about it at that time. There was a report, please wait while I look for the report at that time." After saying that, he lowered his head and started looking for it on his mobile phone.

"Youth tennis competition...champion...Yang Xiao..."

"I found it, take a look." After saying this, Chu Yuxuan handed the phone to Li Zhe. Li Zhe took the phone and looked at the reports on the phone.

I saw the report read: On x, month, xxxx, the E-Province Youth Tennis Competition concluded successfully. After fierce competition, the championship was won by Yang Xiao as expected.

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"Speaking of Yang Xiao, I remember that many experts said that his skills were extraordinary. As long as he persisted, he might be able to enter the professional arena in a few years." Chu Yuxuan looked at Li Zhe and said.

Looking at the reports on his mobile phone, Li Zhe became more and more excited. He felt that he was so lucky to meet such a powerful opponent just after he came down the mountain. It could just be used to test the results of his practice in the past few years.

After some preparations, Li Zhe and Yang Xiao both stood up and walked into the stadium one after another.

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"Hey, look, which one should be Yang Xiao, who just won the E-Province Youth Tennis Championship not long ago."

Li Zhe's game happened to be seen by passers-by who were playing in the nearby court. One of the passers-by pointed at Yang Xiaochao and said to his friend standing next to him.

Hearing this, another passerby raised his head and looked in the direction of the finger, "Oh, it's true. They look like they are competing. But who is standing opposite? I've never seen him before."

"Why don't we go over and take a look? We're almost done fighting. Let's take a rest."

"That's okay, let's go and see what we have."

Not long after, many people stood in twos and threes beside the stadium where Li Zhe and the others were...

"The game starts now. Both sides guess the side and decide the right to serve." The referee who was specially found by Yang Yan sat on the referee's chair and said.

Li Zhe and Li Zhe walked to the net. Before Li Zhe could say anything, Yang Xiao put the racket on the ground and said arrogantly: "Don't say that I, a champion, bully you. I'll let you guess first."

Li Zhe looked at the arrogant Yang Xiao in front of him and thought: After all, we are not a family. We don't belong to the same family.

In the spirit of: don't take advantage of the bastard, Li Zhe nodded and said: "That's okay, I won't live up to your kindness. I'll guess tail first."

"Then I'll be on the front side." After saying that, Yang Xiao spun the racket. Not long after, the racket stopped spinning and fell to the ground with a snap, right side up.

"It seems you are lucky." After saying this, Yang Xiao picked up the racket, turned around and walked towards the baseline.

"I've always had good luck." Li Zhe retorted, then turned and walked towards the bottom line.

Both sides came to the bottom line and each took a stance. Yang Xiao looked at Li Zhe, who was shooting the ball on the opposite side, and shouted: "Boy, come here."

"As you wish." After saying that, he threw the ball into the air, bent his body and bent his legs, raised his hand to trigger the racket, took off and hit the ball hard.

Bang, with a sound, a yellow shadow quickly passed by Yang Xiao's feet, and then hit the barbed wire fence behind.

Looking at the tennis ball rolling aside, Yang Xiao froze on the spot.

15-0, Yang Xiao didn't react until he heard the referee's voice.

"The speed of this ball is so fast that even Yang Xiao didn't react. This person is so powerful."

"The speed of the ball is almost 180km/h. I haven't seen such a fast serve before."

The passers-by were talking a lot...

"Ah ah ah, Azhe is so good, come on." Li Shuruo and Li Shuruo, who were sitting on the lounge chairs, stood up excitedly when they saw Li Zhe's serve and scored, and kept cheering.

Yang Yan, who was sitting on the other side, saw that her brother didn't even touch the ball, and her face instantly turned ugly. He stood up and shouted to Yang Xiao: "Yang Xiao, please be more serious."

This made Li Shuruo and Li Shuruo on the side very happy.

Turning to look at Yang Xiao, Yang Xiao calmed down when he heard the referee's voice, repositioned himself, and comforted himself: It was only one goal, and I lost points because I was careless. I won't be careless next time.

Li Zhe, who was standing on the other side, saw Yang Xiao repositioning himself and threw the ball into the air again. Press down and bend your legs, raise your hand to trigger the racket, take off and hit the ball. Bang, it's still a familiar action and a familiar result.

30-0, as the referee's voice fell, Li Shuruo and Li Shuruo, who were sitting on the benches aside, burst into cheers again, while Yang Yan's face on the other side became even more ugly.

There were also comments from passers-by standing around.

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Li Zhe, who was on the court, seemed not to hear it. He threw the tennis ball to the ground with his hand and then caught the rebounding tennis ball. Throw the ball, catch the ball. Throwing the ball, catching the ball... Seeing that Yang Xiao on the opposite side was ready, Li Zhe started serving again.

When Yang Xiao saw Li Zhe start serving again, he shouted in his heart: Don't underestimate me, I am the champion. After Li Zhe released the ball, he quickly ran towards the tennis ball.

Boom, this time, Yang Xiao reached out to catch the ball, and then hit the ball towards Li Zhe.

After receiving the ball, Yang Xiao looked up at Li Zhe with joy on his face, only to see him standing there without any reaction.

Seeing this scene, Yang Xiao was full of doubts: Why was he standing still? Could it be that he couldn't catch the ball and was about to give up?

Just as he was about to show his happy expression after scoring, he heard the referee's ruthless voice: out of bounds, 40-0.

Yang Xiao's expression froze for a moment. He looked at the tennis ball that fell out of bounds and opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

There were cheers all around again.

"Oh, it's a pity. I caught the ball, but it went out of bounds."...

Passers-by sighed sadly.

Li Zhe took out a tennis ball again with an expressionless face and started throwing and catching the ball again. After Yang Xiao, who was standing aside, came to his senses, walked back to his position, and then started to serve again.

When Yang Xiao saw Li Zhe serving, he ran towards the tennis ball again, stretched out his racket, and hit the ball back hard. This time, though, the ball landed in bounds. Yang Xiao was relieved when he saw this.

But before Yang Xiao could be happy for a long time, he saw a figure flying across the court quickly, stood at the landing point, and swung the bat to hit the ball.

boom,

It was Li Zhe. Li Zhe hit the tennis ball that Yang Xiao had hit back again. Not only that, the ball also flew directly in the opposite direction of Yang Xiao, which was most of the court vacated by Yang Xiao.

After reacting, Yang Xiao ran towards the tennis ball with all his strength, stretched out the racket with all his strength, and tried to catch the ball. But it was still a step too late. After the tennis ball hit the ground, it missed Yang Xiao's racket and quickly bounced out of the court.

Not only that, Yang Xiao, who was eager to catch the ball, fell to the court with a bang.

"1-0, Li Zhe won this game."

As the referee's voice fell, it marked that this round was won by Li Zhe.

Looking at Yang Xiao on the ground, Li Zhe remained silent. Instead, Li Shuruo and Chu Yuxuan, who were sitting on the lounge chairs, gave out ear-splitting cheers.

The passers-by watching the game watched this scene and started talking in twos and threes.

"Who is this person? How come I haven't seen him before? He actually beat Yang Xiao so hard that he couldn't fight back."

"It's fake. The dignified E-Province Youth Tennis Champion was beaten by an unknown passerby."

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious. Yang Xiao's strongest point is his serve. The next step is his serve game. Look again, look again."

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"Boy, don't be complacent. Next is my serve game. Let's see how I teach you a lesson."

Yang Xiao got up from the ground and uttered harsh words again. But Li Zhe didn't react at all and just walked towards his position silently.

Seeing that Li Zhe had no reaction, the embarrassed Yang Xiao had to turn around and walk to the serving area, squeezed the tennis ball hard, and then started to serve.

"Here it comes, Yang Xiao's cannonball serve. This ball is not only fast, but also powerful. Yang Xiao relied on this move to win the youth tennis competition." A passerby who watched the game exclaimed.

As Yang Xiao swung the racket hard, the tennis ball flew quickly towards Li Zhe. Looking at the tennis ball flying past, Yang Xiao looked happy, as if he saw himself scoring.

But Li Zhe didn't do what he wanted. He quickly ran to the spot where the tennis ball landed, and after the ball bounced, he caught it with his racket.

"It's useless. My cannonball serve is not that simple. This ball will fly away with your racket." Seeing Li Zhe catch the ball, Yang Xiao's dusty face showed a smile. .

Bang... da, da...

The tennis ball flew out with Li Zhe's racket.

"0-15." The referee's voice fell.

"As expected, Yang Xiao's cannonball serve is not that easy to catch."

"Azhe..." Li Shuruo showed a worried expression when he saw that Li Zhe even had his racket knocked away.

On the other hand, Yang Yan was much better. When she saw her brother knocking away her opponent's racket, her previous depression immediately disappeared.

"Hey, boy, have you seen my cannonball serve? It's not too late to admit defeat now." Yang Xiao, who had scored a point, immediately began to taunt Li Zhe, as if he was not the one who was in the awkward situation in the last game.

Li Zhe didn't say anything after hearing this. He just picked up the racket, walked back to his position, and got ready to fight back.

When Yang Xiao saw this, he curled his lips and said, "Boy, since you don't have to drink the fine wine for the toast, then don't blame me." Then another cannonball was sent out.

Li Zhe ran towards the ball again and swung back again.

"It's useless, no matter how many times the result is the same, my serve will fly away with your racket." Yang Xiao thought as he looked at Li Zhe who was catching the ball.

But this time it didn't go as he wished.

Bang, the tennis ball was hit back. Yang Xiao didn't even react. The ball hit the barbed wire fence, startling the passers-by who were standing behind to watch.

"15-15."

"What? With just one ball, I can easily knock back Yang Xiao's cannonball serve."

Li Shuruo and Li Shuruo breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Li Zhe easily knocked back Yang Xiao's cannon ball this time, and the worried expressions on their faces faded away.

On the contrary, Yang Yan's face turned dark again.

"What, is this all you have? If you have any other moves, use them quickly, otherwise you won't have a chance later." Li Zhe, who hadn't spoken for a long time, raised his racket and pointed at Yang Xiao and said.

"Boy, don't be so arrogant. Let me teach you a lesson later."

The two sides regained their positions, and Yang Xiao once again hit the cannonball serve.

Seeing this scene, Li Zhe thought to himself: It seems that you are really at the end of your game. Even the intensity of your serve has not changed. Then this game is almost over, after all, I have almost finished playing.

Then he ran quickly to the landing point and hit the ball back effortlessly.

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"6-0, the game is over, this game is won by Li Zhe."

As the referee's voice fell, the game officially ended.