"I'm going to come up with something new!" Fujimine seemed to be afraid that Sanada would not be able to hear in the realm of selflessness, so he put his hand around his mouth and shouted. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Neurotic!

As soon as Fuji Feng said this, the whole audience, including the five hundred extras he invited, including Sanada, who was playing against him, almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood. Do you do a trick wholesale? Tears Sale: What is this? What's the matter, the boss of the trick factory ran away with his sister-in-law today?

Now there are new tricks, do you still want the pharmacy Bilian? Sanada opened the realm of selflessness, and the imitation of moves is not as original as yours alone!

If you don't take out a trick for a long time, you dig it out one by one, and you have a lot of brains?

Obviously, Teng Feng must have mastered some black technology that can read people's hearts and heard everyone's voices. In order to prove that his brain was not broken, he simply stretched out his four fingers, shook his slap and shouted at Sanada: "I didn't have enough fun with you last time, this time I will come up with four more moves, and I will meet your Wind Forest Volcano again!" ”

"Goo-dong!" When Sanada heard this, he was unsteady on his feet, stepped on the tennis ball that fell to the ground, and fell. Go to Nima, come up with four new tricks in one breath, and you can still compete with the wind forest volcano, do you think this is a sow giving birth, and you will have a litter for the rest of your life? If it's so easy to come up with a trick at the level of the wind forest volcano, then others are still playing with eggs.

Sanada is now simply suspicious of the four tricks, which are simply Fujimine's stinky and shameless tricks, wanting to let himself step on the tennis ball and break his foot, and then he can't exit the game. Judging from the urine of this, it's not a question of whether it's possible at all, it's that he's going to do it.

"So, looking at the way you look at you, don't you seem to believe me very much?" Fuji Feng stood in front of the net, his legs raised high, stepped on the iron pillar hanging from the net, and raised his head to look like a disabled person suffering from cervical spondylosis and unable to lower his head.

Teng Feng shook his head and said locally: "Tell you, I Teng Feng is a good boy who grew up under the red flag of the new era, five stresses and four beauties are excellent in character and learning, and thoroughly implement Marx's materialist view of history, one says one, and some says tens of thousands, all-round development of morality, intelligence, physical fitness, art and labor, familiar with and reciting the code of primary and secondary school students, love the motherland, love the people, and love Zhongguo...... What's that, anyway, it's very awesome, the character is guaranteed, and the integrity of the new era represents! If you say that there are four moves, there must be four moves! ”

Say what? Are you the embodiment of integrity in the new era? Looking at Fuji Feng's face of "I can use it as a voucher mortgage when I go to the bank to brush my face", everyone simply didn't care about what Teng Feng said about the red flag or Zhongguo, and directly wanted to spit on him. As for you, I'm afraid it's hard to lie to the adults and ask for more pocket money, right? What about the face loan, oh, if it is calculated by the weight and thickness of the shore, his Fujifeng Dashao's face is indeed enough to be used as collateral.

"Look, it's coming!" Fujimine sent a ball, and the ball flew towards Sanada in a circle. This ball is no different from before, Sanada smiled softly, "I'll see what you are capable of!" With a sudden wave of his wrist, he disappeared halfway through, and it was "as fast as the wind".

"Hey!" Fuji Feng's wrist flipped and sent out a force to guide to the side of the body. This hand is light and fluttering, the hand is not hung with strength, the belt drives the hands, the trajectory of the two wrists is round, and the one hand is closed, and the speed is as fast as the wind and stops it out of thin air.

This hand is not easy, you must know that although Fuji Feng cracked that it was as fast as the wind as if eating and drinking, but it was all based on the cloud hand, or the prediction of blocking, or relying on his own physical fitness, forcibly saw through the speed of the wind, and then stopped it. And Fuji Feng's hand, he didn't use the slightest force, and even his eyes were slightly closed, until the racket had stopped the ball, and then he began to exert his strength, which was a bit terrifying.

Fujimine closed his hand inside, blocked the "wind", followed by an elbow outward, pinned the way the ball came, and turned his waist to the outside of Sanada's half. Fuji Feng's hand is like an old man lying on a recliner in the yard stroking the old dog on his side, touching it from beginning to end, followed by a backhand slap, and letting the dog run out to play by itself.

But he cracked the wind perfectly.

"15 to 0!" Until the referee spoke, Sanada didn't seem to be relieved. It's true that he pressed his strength back, but it wasn't sealed like before, once he encountered danger, he could use it instantly if he wanted to. It's not that he didn't want to use the ball like thunder just now, but he found that Fuji Feng's ball perfectly borrowed the speed of the "wind" to attack from the side, and if he attacked with the thunder, there was even a danger of straining the ligaments just this time.

"This is called a pinch just now, the next ball, it's coming!" Fuji Feng's tone was as flat as telling his tablemate at school that I was going to give you a piece of candy, but in everyone's ears, it was not inferior to thunder.

"I'd like to see what else you can do!" has reached this point, and it is impossible for others not to continue when they make a move. Sanada slammed the incoming ball and the aggression hit like fire. Then he saw Fuji Feng holding a tennis racket and slapping it casually, just like holding a fly swatter at home to swatt a fly that had stopped.

Teng Feng's beat is called "press", and the movements in his hands seem to be random, but they are the essence of Tai Chi. An arc of upward or downward force. It is characterized by first down and then up or first up and then down, not in a straight line. Gently and skillfully dissipated the momentum of the "fire", and the tyrannical "fire" return ball was as erratic as a needle under the sea.

"30 to 0!"

"Bastard!" Fujimine served again, and Sanada had to use "Lin" to fight back slowly, and for a while, it seemed that all the rhythm was controlled by him Sanada.

Fuji Feng, who was on the opposite side, stretched out the racket, relying on his good muscle condition, drew a circle outside the ball, and actually squeezed the ball in it, disrupting Sanada's rhythm, and then sinking his shoulders and elbows, and then Lin's insignificant momentum broke the balance and returned the ball to score.

"No matter what, if you don't move like a mountain, you won't be able to crack it again, right?" Sanada had no choice but to use a move to press the bottom of the box, thinking that his move was not an attack, and it was impossible for Fujimine to use his strength to return the ball, right?

But after all, this is tennis, and there is a lot of strength when you hit it. Fuji Feng held the racket like a bowl in front of the incoming ball, and the running route was from the ball-holding posture along the bottom of the ball arc up to the chest, no higher than the eyebrows. Match the movement trajectory of the hand, use the spine to slowly lift up, the mind from the soles of the feet along the arc of the ball upward, and the back force is symmetrical. Sanada's "mountain" seems to have hit a ball, and the strength is coming from different directions in all directions, even if it is a "mountain", it is impossible to really have no dead ends, so Sanada still missed this ball.

"This game was won by Fuji Feng, the score was 5 to 4!"

(To be continued.) )