In the first three games, Chen Yang has been putting bait, and now he has seen Wang Hao's playing habits, movement methods, and hitting skills, and can accurately judge the opponent's hitting point.

And he himself is familiar with the strength, direction, and angle of the shot.

Of course, it's only three games of tennis, and even if he is a genius, he can't become a tennis master in such a short period of time.

But he can't play tennis, but he's very good at playing people.

As for the tennis ball, it will be sent out as a hidden weapon, and it will all fall on Wang Hao's body.

"Hey, after three rounds of bait, the fish take the bait, it's time to close the net. ”

Chen Yang looked at Wang Hao with a smug face, and thought to himself, where should he hit Wang Hao for the first ball later?

Wang Hao was still at a loss about Chen Yang's thoughts at the moment, threw the tennis ball in his left hand high, put on an extremely handsome hitting posture, swung the racket violently, and hit the tennis ball out, and shouted at the same time: "The last game will decide the outcome of the game." ”

The tennis ball flew towards Chen Yang quickly, Wang Hao seemed to want to give him a dismount, and the ball hit an extremely tricky angle.

However, Chen Yang had already made a prediction through Wang Hao's wrist force and racket angle at the moment of swinging, arrived at the hitting point in advance, and swung the racket violently, and the tennis ball counterattacked straight towards the opposite side at a faster speed.

Although the ball looks fierce, it has no parabola, as if it was hit indiscriminately.

Seeing this ball, Father Liu, who was watching the game, shook his head and said, "It's a pity, Chen Yang finally received a ball, but from the perspective of the level of this ball, it will definitely go out of bounds." ”

"Forget it, let's get it over quickly. Liu Pheasant Ling didn't have the heart to watch it anymore, she just hoped that this ball game would end soon, so that Chen Yang would continue to lose face.

At this time, even Liu Mu felt that Wang Hao was a little excessive, even if you are better than Chen Yang, but no matter what, you have to save some face for others, and let others win a game.

Just when everyone thought that Chen Yang would lose and the ball was about to go out of bounds, they saw that the tennis ball flew right towards Wang Hao who was running, impartial, and went straight to Wang Hao's body.

"Chase the ball!"

Father Liu exclaimed, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

A chase ball is a ball that is hit towards the opponent, which is difficult to hit and difficult to be countered by the opponent.

Of course, everyone doesn't think that Chen Yang has the strength to play the chasing ball, he is just lucky with this ball.

"Stinky boy, he actually hit the chase ball!"

Wang Hao saw the yellow tennis ball flying towards him, he hurriedly swung the racket, but the speed of the ball was very fast, he reacted quickly enough, but it still didn't hit.

With a bang, the tennis ball hit Wang Hao's body hard, and he grinned in pain, and hurriedly rubbed the place where he was hit twice, scolding Chen Yang in his heart.

"Yes, come on, Chen Yang. ”

Seeing that Chen Yang hit a good shot, although it was luck, Liu Pheasant Ling jumped up excitedly and pumped his fist to cheer Chen Yang.

"Chen Yang, it's very good, he actually hit a chasing ball. But in the end, the outcome doesn't change because of one goal, you lose. ”

Wang Hao sneered, his eyes were full of hatred, and he sent out another ball.

In order to retaliate, he didn't care whether the ball would go out of bounds or not, but he hit it directly towards Chen Yang's body.

But the moment he just swung the ball out, Chen Yang moved, intercepted the net, and swung it out with a slap, pumping the tennis ball back.

And this time, the tennis ball turned out to be impartial and went straight to Wang Hao's body.

With a bang, Wang Hao was hit hard by the tennis ball again, and he scolded in pain: ", what kind of luck are you." ”

In Wang Hao's opinion, this ball must be Chen Yang's lackey's luck, otherwise, how could a layman play a chasing ball.

Seeing that Chen Yang scored another 15 points, Liu Pheasant Ling cheered: "Yes, good job, Chen Yang, come on." ”

Immediately afterwards, to everyone's surprise, the third ball sent by Wang Hao was actually hit back by Chen Yang, and it was also a chasing ball, which hit Wang Hao's body.

A tennis layman hit three chasing balls in succession, this luck is simply against the sky.

Then came to Chen Yang's serve, Wang Hao was determined to win, but who would have expected that the ball sent by Chen Yang was not aimed at the ground of the court, but actually went straight to Wang Hao.

Chase the ball!

With a bang, the power of the ball was quite large, and it hit Wang Hao's body, making him shiver in pain, and he greeted Chen Yang's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart.

Four chasing balls in a row, if it is a coincidence, it is too exaggerated.

Liu Pheasant Ling and her parents all looked at Chen Yang with a surprised expression, and secretly thought in their hearts, this kid will not be pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, he deliberately showed weakness to Wang Hao in the third game just now, and this will show his real strength, right?

At this moment, Chen Yang showed an embarrassed smile on his face and said to Wang Hao: "Brother Wang, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to. ”

"Of course I know you didn't mean to, and if you're that good, you're better than Djokovic. ”

Wang Hao snorted and said angrily: "Quick, let's serve." ”

The fifth ball, it's the chase ball again!

The sixth ball, or a chasing ball!

……

After that, whether it was Chen Yang's serve or hitting, all of them were chasing balls without exception, except for one of the balls that was hit by Wang Hao to the outside of bounds, the other balls all hit Wang Hao's body, beating him all sore.

In the fourth game, Chen Yang won all of them and did not lose a single goal.

Wang Hao rubbed the sore spots on his body, and said secretly in his heart: "Zhen Nima has encountered a ghost, every ball is a chasing ball, and the speed is so fast, this guy is not a dog '' luck, he just eats!"

Wang Hao kept scolding in his heart, but he didn't know that his nightmare had just begun.

In the fifth game, in the same situation, Chen Yang's serve and hit were all chasing balls, Wang Hao was beaten and trembled, and he was scared when he saw the ball flying over.

As a result, Chen Yang won completely.

In the sixth game, he was still chasing the ball, Wang Hao didn't even dare to hit the ball, he just wanted to dodge it like this, but Chen Yang's speed of hitting the ball was quite fast, and he could also grasp the direction of his movement, even if he was prepared, he still couldn't dodge.

At the end of the sixth game, Wang Hao was covered in bruises and purples, looking extremely miserable.

Seeing that he had entered the seventh game, Wang Hao was already timid and scared when he saw tennis.

Liu Pheasant Ling, who was watching the game next to them, was already stunned when they saw this situation, every ball was a chasing ball, even if it was Djokovic, it was nothing more than that.

They looked at Wang Hao, whose legs were trembling a little, and then at Chen Yang, who was smiling on his face, knowing that the outcome of today's ball game had been decided.

In the seventh game, Chen Yang served, he threw the tennis ball high into the air, and there was a loud bang, and the air seemed to be trembling with the racket.

The tennis ball flew out like a bullet, and everyone only felt their eyelids jump, the power of this ball was too fierce, and again, this was a chasing ball.