[Net King] The king's elegance

The street tennis court under the shade of greenery is a rare shady place in hot and hot cities. After discovering this treasured place as early as January, Miyahiro Minggen basically came here to practice tennis early every day.Although this is a street court, it may be because it is too remote. There are only four or five people who come to play every day. Everyone does not know each other and they are of different ages, but they can still compete.

It was almost three o'clock in the afternoon, and Gong Ri was still the only one doing basic training on the tennis court. Gong Ri grabbed the net cable helplessly, drank all the milk in his hand, and was about to pack up and go home. People play a practice game.

Suddenly, a tall young man with a tennis bag came to the entrance. His gray hair was slightly long, and a few strands of blue hair were randomly scattered in front of his eyes. Even from a long distance, Gong Ri had to look up to see the appearance of the other party. He secretly observed that the opponent was nearly 1 meters tall, and the most surprising thing was that he looked no older than 9 years old. When he approached the harem day, he found that the opponent was wearing the tennis team uniform of the middle part of the Ice Empire.

After finally waiting for an opponent who can play the game, when Gong Ri was silently thinking about how to invite the opponent, he suddenly heard a loud noise approaching from outside the court.Two young men in sportswear went straight to his field with a racket in their hands. Seeing how they were fooling around, Gong Ri realized that it was not a good person.

Sure enough, among them, the bald young man walked towards Gongri holding his racket: "Hey, kid, if you don't want to play, go to the side quickly, we will use this court."

Gong Ri looked at the beat that was about to point to the tip of his nose and said gently: "I'm sorry, two big brothers, I want to use this venue, and there is an empty venue next to it, you can choose there."

Another yellow-haired young man laughed loudly: "What kind of tennis do you play as a little baby? There is no shade on the court over there. Do you want to burn us to death? Why don't you hurry up and get beaten!" He poked Miyahi's shoulder with the racket to push him out.

Feeling that he was about to fall to the ground, Gong Ri picked up the racket beside him and stood firm against Huang Mao's attack, and said in a cold tone: "I won't give up the field, and the two of you should know the etiquette of first come, first served."

I saw the bald head yelling while picking up the racket: "I think you don't know what is good and what is bad, do you want to be crippled by me!"

Accompanied by a small yellow ball flying directly towards Gong Ri's knee, he subconsciously swung his racket to stop it, and the second tennis ball hit his ankle immediately, and his evasion route was blocked by the yellow hair, just as he was about to bear When the yellow hair's impact avoided the fatal injury, a light blue racket was suddenly inserted obliquely between the two of them and hit the tennis ball back in an instant.

Ochi Moonlight glanced at the stunned child, and kindly reminded: "You can't beat them, you don't need to be a hero."

But I heard the child seriously say: "Thank you for your concern, senior. I don't have to have this venue, but the other party's attitude and behavior are not worth my compromise. Even if I tolerate it today, they can come to another place next time." Going to bully people in places where there is no place, indulging crime and being a hero are two different things."

Gong Ri understood the concern of Senior Bingdi and thanked him for saving him, but the decision he had already made would not change. Moreover, in his memory, this tennis world seemed to have rules that everything could be solved by tennis games. Come and try it out this time.

He shouted coldly at the two extremely arrogant people opposite: "In this case, we will use tennis games to solve the problem. Whoever wins will listen to whoever wins. The two of you are against me."

As soon as this remark came out, it was directly interpreted by those two people as a provocation. They gritted their teeth and said cruelly: "Since this is the case, we will not show mercy. When the time comes, we will live and die at our own risk!"

Gong Ri never underestimated any opponent, not to mention the two people on the opposite side are guys who are not strong enough and will play tricks.Gong Ri took out the tennis ball, threw it up and jumped, and served at high speed as soon as he took the shot. Regardless of the blue face of the opponent, he quickly won the serve with four serves.

On the other hand, Ochi Moonlight, who was suddenly excited, was stunned for a while after seeing the speed of the ball played by Miyahi. This serve without any skill and purely relying on the speed of the ball is very similar to his own trick Mach serve.

At the end of the two rounds, Gong Ri has fully figured out the level of the two opponents. Even if they team up, they still can't beat him. Now, all he needs to do is to prevent the opponent from secretly playing tricks.The game went smoothly to the fourth game, and Miyahi has not lost a goal so far.

Huang Mao couldn't help it first, he took another ball from his pocket, and hit the extra tennis ball towards Gong Ri's shoulder while his bald hair was balling. In order to avoid the damage to his body, Gong Ri took He caught the ball but also lost the bald serve at the same time.

"You said you want one-on-two, so it's reasonable to have two balls. We win by this point!" Huang Mao shouted to Chaogong Ri with an excited face.Seeing that Gong Ri did not deny it, they seemed to have found a magic weapon to win. Every time they served two balls together, and they were all tricky shots aimed at Gong Ri's body parts, the score soon became 3-1.However, Gong Ri did not show the slightest flustered expression, and everyone on the court knew that as long as Gong Ri kept serve, he would surely win.

This time, the bald-headed young man raised his racket and slammed it fiercely at Gong Ri, but was blocked by Ochi who was on the side. Ochi stared into the bald-headed eyes for a second and said flatly, "Even if you played a trick It's impossible to win, right?" After speaking, he sat down beside Miyahi's half court without waiting for the opponent to get angry.

In the sixth round, it was Bald's turn to serve again. They repeated their old tricks and hit two balls again. However, this time, Bald's ball did not go over the net. Miyahi, who successfully caught another ball, quickly counterattacked and did not leave the opponent behind. Chance.

Gong Ri looked at the bald man who seemed to be getting more and more irritable and made four consecutive serve mistakes. It stands to reason that the opponent should not have reached the limit of physical strength. Seeing the scene of two people fighting each other after losing another game due to mistakes, Gong Ri's sixth sense told him Something must have happened that he didn't know about. He carefully observed the situation of the two of them, and suddenly a thought flashed through him. The unusual irritability and anger seemed to be hypnotized.

Miyahi turned his head and looked at Ochi who was sitting on the sidelines. Although he couldn't tell the reason, his intuition told him that the changes in those two people should have something to do with this senior Ice Emperor.With the split of the bald head and the yellow hair, Gong Ri speeded up and easily won.I thought that there would be another fight to make them retreat, but I didn't want the two of them to rush out of the court and disappear without a trace.

Miyahito put away his racket and walked towards Ochi who was at the side. He bowed earnestly and raised his face to express his thanks: "My name is Miyahito Minggen. Thank you senior for helping me just now."

Ochi shook his head and stated calmly: "I didn't do anything, you won by your own strength."

Gong Ri smiled more and more shyly, he looked up at the man's eyes hidden under his bangs: "Senior, did you do something to them just now, otherwise those two people wouldn't have changed their status all of a sudden, Senior gave a hint Hypnosis or something?"

Ochi, who watched a game, generally knew that the child in front of him should be a good tennis player, but he didn't know why he thought it was the result of suggestion or hypnosis. This word sounds like a proper term in psychology. Could it be that as a tennis player, you don't know mental power?

Ochi thought for a while, took out his racket and asked, "My name is Ochi Moonlight, do you want to play a game? You don't need a set, just seven balls."

Gong Ri's eyes lit up, this is simply what he wished for, looking at the familiar school uniform on the other party, he can definitely be the main candidate of Bingdi, although he can't guarantee that he is a master, but such a person is definitely not ordinary.Gong Ri smiled brightly and his eyes sparkled: "Then please give me some advice, senior!"

OK, so fast!Gong Ri had just set his posture on the field, and after a gust of wind blew past his ears, there was only the sound of a small ball falling to the ground.He looked up at the white-haired boy in disbelief. This kind of ball speed is enough to try on the international stage, and the opponent's height of 1 meters allows the ball to basically maintain a parallel trajectory, which is great for people who are not tall enough. deadly attack.

Gong Ri concentrated and tried his best to adapt himself to this kind of ball speed. Now he can't catch such a ball, but if he can see through the ball path, it will be a kind of improvement for himself.

After sending out his current highest ball speed of 200km/h, Miyahi quickly switched the racket to his left hand, waited for Ochi to return the ball, and hit a high-speed shot. 'Game, Miyazaki Minggen, 1-2. '

Gong Ri didn't care about the score, and quickly set his posture, but finally heard some ups and downs in the senior's voice: "Are you a two-handed player? The left-handed serve is faster than the right-handed?"

Gong Ri suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He was able to use both hands only because he was left-handed in his previous life but he is right-handed in this life. This feeling is like the separation of body and consciousness, so the fast hitting with his left hand can only be regarded as relying on his mind. Control, the increase in speed comes from the experience of the previous life, but the controllability is very low.

Ochi looked at the child just smiled and didn't answer and didn't care, he returned to a calm state, raised his eyes and watched Gonghi's movements quietly.Gong Ri used the same tactic to hit the ball with his left hand, but this time he went out of bounds and lost a point.Such a result was not unexpected, but Gong Ri didn't know why he felt heavy in his heart, as if a stone was pressing on him.

This shouldn't be, Gong Ri thinks he is quite self-aware, and has lived for 18 years and his mentality and ability to withstand stress should be pretty good, why is it so difficult to accept this mistake.The indescribable irritability and anger made him unable to concentrate, and he didn't even want to look at the opposite player and the batting ball, as if his mentality would collapse the next moment if he took another look.

Ochi saw that the child kept taking deep breaths, did not look up at himself, and was immersed in his own world, and continued to play at his own pace without saying anything.But being able to sustain such a long time without breaking out under his spiritual assassination is indeed a player with unlimited potential.

'Game, Ochi Moonlight, 7-1. '

Gong Ri finally let go of his mind during the last ball, shielding the perception around him and forgetting the anxiety in his heart. Unfortunately, the game has come to an end. Compared with physical exhaustion, he feels that he is more mentally exhausted. The pressure and exhaustion of the college entrance examination for three consecutive days made him just want to fall on the bed and have a good sleep.

But there are more important things to do, Gong Ri vaguely felt as if he had touched some barrier, as long as he took one step further, he would be able to get out of the fog.

"Senior, did you really do something? What is that breathless feeling?" Gong Ri couldn't focus his eyes, and it sounded like he was talking to himself.

Ochi is now sure that the child really doesn't understand what spiritual power is, so the child's current situation is that he can accurately capture the existence of spiritual power, but he doesn't know what he encountered.

Ochi carried the child back to the chair, ignoring the other's wide-eyed eyes and shameful gaze, and said: "You were assassinated by my mind just now. What I targeted was not your skills, but your spirit. The spiritual loophole is Subtle but deadly presence."

Gong Ri still couldn't clearly understand what kind of mental power exists in a tennis match: "So how did you discover my mental loophole? Or, how do you perceive mental power?"

Ochi has never explained the experience to others in a long way, so he can't fully describe it at the moment, so he can only organize the language as much as possible: "Mental power is one of the five dimensions of data, but it can't be expressed very clearly. At the same time, it can be divided into many types, such as resistance. Good sex, high acuity, strong aggressiveness, etc. In fact, in my opinion, you have already been exposed to the use of mental power, but you have not realized it. You belong to the type with strong resistance, the same mental oppression , you are tricked but you can control yourself and break free in the end. If you have to say it, mental power is more a matter of perception."

The setting sun reflected in the sky, Ochi got up and looked at the child who was still thinking, and said, "It's time to go home, it's not early even in summer."

Gong Ri hurriedly got up and caught up with the long-legged senior: "Senior Ochi, if I have a chance in the future, can I still ask you for advice? I think I understand something."

Ochi turned his head slightly, seeing the other party handing over the phone with anticipation, he suddenly felt that he had gotten into a little trouble, but this kid's talent was much better than the juniors in the tennis club, and there would be no loss in teaching him.

Miyahi happily held the number in hand, waved goodbye to Ochi, and walked back slowly. Many things were able to be figured out. This short seven-ball match finally opened the door to him about spiritual power. .However, just a 15-year-old boy has such superb strength. This world is really extraordinary, but it also wants people to understand it in depth.