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The big-mouthed Liu, who was half stunned, was still unwilling to report the score, and Huo Lei didn't hit the ball back no matter how perverted, Ouyang Tianming scored directly on the serve!

Hit back?

Horay looked at the ball in his left hand and then at the racket in his right hand and found that he seemed to have misunderstood. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It turns out that instead of catching the ball and hitting it back with a racket, it is directly hitting it back with a racket, which is really troublesome for tennis!"

He didn't want to think about how many people in this world could catch the ball like this empty-handed, and he wouldn't even be able to touch a ball hair if he was another person.

"Hey, surnamed Huo, can't you fight yet?" Ouyang Tianming had already stood on the other side of the court, and felt the second ball in his pocket to prepare to continue serving.

He saw the ball, but he didn't see how it got to Hooley.

Or just bounced back and was caught by this guy, and normal people would not have thought that someone would be able to catch his serve with bare hands.

"Huh? Big Mouth Liu, what to do now? Horley lost his direction again, didn't even put down the ball in his hand, and turned his head to look at the big mouth Liu again.

Do what? Big-mouthed Liu was also a little stupid at this time, after all, the first time he saw this situation, he began to shake his mind.

"Go and stand on the other side, the other side of the white spot in the middle of the court, and then he'll serve from the other side, and you just try to hit the ball back to the opposite court."

The big-mouthed Liu said quickly, and he was afraid that Huo Lei was performing an iron sand palm, and finally reminded him specially.

"By the way, use a racket, don't use your hands."

The two sang and harmonized, and they talked about Ouyang Tianming opposite.

What do you use to play without playing with your hands?

What kind of nerves are these two people making, and they plan to kick back with their feet without using their hands?

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Seeing Huo Lei, who nodded in a sudden realization, Ouyang Tianming smiled shamefully in his heart, it was really a pair of stupid coers, and he wanted to hit his serve back, dream!

Hit back with this thing? Horay held up his racket and swung it, it was too light to be easy to handle.

Compared with the stone lock used to train arm strength in the past, this thing is like a hollow plastic rod when held, which is too handless.

"Just call back, right?" After thinking about it, it didn't seem to be a problem, and Horley put on a stake again, standing motionless on the bottom line on the other side.

Idiot!

Ouyang Tianming no matter how Huo Lei stands, he thinks he is doing serving practice, this is compared to practicing by himself, there is a stupid live target to shoot for himself, how interesting it is.

Ouyang Tianming has been tempered in the serving action, although he still lacks strength, but in terms of serving accuracy, the level is still quite a bit of the demeanor of a professional player.

Serve and swing the racket!

Like a long whip thrown high into the air from behind the ear, the air brought up by the swinging racket seemed to split the air in half.

Same crisp, just as fast!

The ball flew away from the racket at a speed that was a little faster than the first shot.

In terms of serving, Ouyang Tianming has worked hard and is even more proud.

He was sure that Hooley, a rookie, couldn't get his serve back, and tilted his head to see if his ball had hit the service area.

"This ball has a good speed!"

Before he finished sighing, the next second, he found out that he was wrong!

Horay's movements are too fast!

As soon as the serve left his racket, Horay was already running out.

The baseline is five meters from the boundary of the teeing area, and even with the preparation of the serve, there is less than one second for the receiver to make a choice from the moment the ball touches the racket.

This time is very short, so short that the side receiving the serve wishes that they have a special function that can pause time.

Judging the landing point, adjusting the center of gravity, moving the feet, and swinging the racket, even if you miss one of the points, will give the opponent a great advantage in the service process.

But that doesn't bother Horay!

When the ball hit the ground, Horley had already stepped into the stadium in the direction from which the ball came, and it took only two steps to cross the distance of two meters.

Others were on the bottom line, eager to let the ball fly for a while, but Holey, a rookie, did the opposite and rushed directly to the ball.

This strange footstep was too fast to make others react, and by the time he understood what was happening, Hooray had already picked up his racket and was ready to hit the ball!

"What is he going to do?" Liu was already stunned just now, and this time, he was completely stupid.

Horay started faster than he did, leaving only an afterimage in his eyes, and he swiped it and flew into the stadium.

Hit back, it should be like this, right?

The ball only had a reaction time of a few tenths of a second when it hit the ground, and Horay didn't think much about it, so he gently picked up the racket, which was not much heavier than a straw in his hand!

"Bang!"

The ball is flying!

The big-mouthed Liu was stunned and looked at the yellow-green ball flying towards the sky, he knew for the first time that tennis balls could fly so high like baseball~! So far~!

I-! This is a rocket ascending to the sky!

…… It looks like a forest in that direction, right? Can you still find the ball if you drop it? Big-mouthed Liu silently watched as the ball flew nearly a hundred meters in the sky and fell into a small forest.

"I'm scoring, right, he didn't hit back, I should be counted as a scorer, right?" Horley happily looked at the tennis ball that flew off the court, and seemed very happy with his ball.

The ball was hit back with a racket, right?

The other party didn't call back, right?

According to what kind of rules, you should count yourself as a score, right?

Gotta your mother's share!

Ouyang Tianming looked at Huo Lei as if he had seen a ghost.

"You stupid fork! My ball, my Hyde tournament ball, 30 dollars a piece, you're just flying like that! "Even the rich second generation has to feel distressed, this is not an ordinary training ball, it is a high-level game ball that he specially keeps for himself to practice the ball.

was unexpectedly launched by this novice who didn't even know how to score points, and Ouyang Tianming was about to vomit blood.

I didn't even care about the game, I just got out of the court, trying to get the ball back while I could still remember the position.

The big-mouthed Liu was also surprised, but at this time, he was suppressed a lot by Ouyang Tianming's ghost crying wolf howl.

"Dog-day-deserved!" The enemy's disaster is its own festival, and the big-mouthed Liu gloated and looked at the big-mouthed Liu Ledao who ran out of the court.

Taking advantage of Ouyang Tianming to find the ball, he hurriedly continued to tutor Huo Lei about the tennis rules, the singles boundary, the doubles boundary, and what the serving boundary was, and explained it carefully to Huo Lei.

"So the ball I just played doesn't count as a score?" Horley looked at the border, and then at the landing point was already 100 meters away.

"Of course not, the return ball must land in bounds to score, except for the opponent to hit the ball directly before landing, which is considered an exception."

The big mouth Liu wiped the sweat absorption on his head, and said in his heart, do you need to say this, this can be counted as a score just now, what kind of tennis racket do you use, isn't it better to take it directly with an iron rod?

Horley nodded and figured out how the ball would score.

In singles, the first landing should be in the singles boundary of the opponent's half, and in the case of serving, the first landing should be in the small white frame on the court near the net.

And then what's left? Probably not, right? The rules of the game in the city are really complicated, and they are really different from the village.

Horay slapped his face, okay, now I understand everything.

Isn't tennis a game of hitting the ball into a white box and then seeing who can't catch it first?

"Okay, I know, let's look at me next, two points behind, I'll be back in a while." Huo Lei patted the shoulder of the big mouth with a big grin, and said with great confidence.

Chased back in a while? Who are you fooling?

It's not much to be two points behind, but is tennis really that easy to play?

In the process of two hair extensions, Bigmouth Liu found that Huo Lei's physical fitness was so good that he was almost boundless, the racket was swinging and throwing the whip, and the reaction speed was fast.

The most rare thing is that although the ball was picked up in the sky, it really hit the hitting point!

Just by the swing of the racket just now, the big-mouthed Liu asked himself if he couldn't hit the ball so fiercely.

But in addition to speed and power, the most important thing in tennis is technique!

Hooray is definitely a novice in tennis, a novice in tennis.

Big-mouthed Liu's worries, Huo Lei didn't take it to heart at all, in his opinion, tennis is very simple, isn't it just to play back!

"Look, isn't that how you call back, very... Well, it seems to be out of bounds again. Wanting to practice his hands, Horley found that he had not put down the ball in his hand since just now, and he picked up the racket and waved it casually as he spoke.

Well, it's already very wrong to use a pick.

Hooray tried to control the direction, and the tennis ball did not soar again.

The impact of the tennis ball on the woolen net caused waves before it stabilized after a few seconds.

Seeing this movement, the big-mouthed Liu on the side couldn't help but shudder, the power is there, but the control is still zero.

"Don't worry, let me find out how I feel." Horay was unhappy with the shot he had just made.

"I didn't use much strength, why didn't I fall into the realm?" Horley swung his racket twice, looked at the angle at which the ball flew out just now, and muttered to himself.

While talking, someone who went to find the ball had returned.

Ouyang Tianming walked back to the court in a hurry, and he saw Huo Lei's swing just now.

"This Diao Min, he even dares to hit my ball, I must teach him a lesson!" When Ouyang Tianming came back, his hands were empty, and the ball was obviously not recovered.

The two remaining match balls were hurriedly put back into the bag, and a pile of old tennis balls in cloth bags was slipped out of the side of the court.

These balls are ordinary training balls, and judging by the signs of wear, they have been used for quite some time.

The bounce and quality of the training ball is not as good as that of the match ball, but it is enough to play such a low-level practice match.

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Ouyang Tianming gritted his teeth and reported the score, but Huo Lei didn't feel the slightest feeling, obviously it was 15 just now, how could it become 30 in a while, is it 45 next? I really don't understand how this is calculated.

Anyway, there is a big-mouthed Liu Bang to watch himself, this score should be right, in short, don't let the other party win four goals, this game won't be lost, right?

Holey's concept of the score is limited to four goals, and as for the deuce and the lead after 40:40, the big-mouthed Liu didn't even have time to mention it.

The scoring rules of tennis are different from ordinary competitive matches, except for the first two points to win after a tie.

Compared with straightforward numbers, it is a bit troublesome for novices to remember them with professional terms and unique scoring patterns.

"Hillbilly, if you have the ability to play again, I want to see how many balls you can hit today!" Patting the less than three practice balls in his hand, Ouyang Tianming looked at Huo Lei on the opposite side viciously.

He can now see that Hooray is indeed a newcomer to tennis.

However, the physical fitness of this novice is not generally good, I am afraid that he used to practice other sports, and he is not superior in physical fitness.

Horay is more than half a head taller than him, more than 180 tall, if he reacts quickly enough, has strength, and has a bit of tennis foundation, it will indeed be very difficult to deal with.

"It's a pity, you're just a vegetable-force, and Young Master Ben has 100 ways to kill you on the court!" Ouyang Tianming showed a malicious gaze and waved his racket again.

Serve!

It's a serve, but it's not just a serve!

Ball speed, no, this serve can't even talk about speed at all, there is no high throw, and there is no whipping like a whip, just a light stroke from bottom to top, Ouyang Tianming hit the ball out.

Underhand serve, and it's a very slow underhand serve!

Hooray tried to catch the ball, but found that it didn't fly at all.

It's completely different from the previous two balls, it's soft, and it doesn't have any power at all.

As soon as it crossed the net, the ball rolled to the ground, and Horley stood on the baseline, watching in amazement as the ball bounced twice and rolled to the side.

Dumbfounded!

How should this be calculated?

Horley looked at Bigmouth Liu, asking him to give an explanation.

Facing the puzzled gaze, the big-mouthed Liu who didn't explain the rules clearly could only report the score with apologies.

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