Sure enough, no matter what it is, just get used to it.

However, what Lan Hughes didn't expect was that Jiang Fengyan could adapt to his serve in such a short time.

For the goal just now, even Lanshues himself couldn't help but sincerely want to praise Ya Fan.

"Is this genius? Hmph. ”

A grim laugh came from Lansius's nostrils and sounded strange.

After successfully fighting back at Lan Hughes's ill-intentioned serve, Jiang Fengyan did not let his guard down, because he knew very well that this guy still had a lot of means.

"Stinky boy, you remember it for me, I will definitely let you hang the lottery in the first service game!"

Lancius's voice was very loud, and he did not shy away from making the referees on the court hear it clearly.

The referee frowned dissatisfiedly and warned Lansius, but Lansius ignored the referee's warning, so to speak, completely ignoring his existence!

Jiang Fengyan's brows couldn't help but tighten. Immediately, he sneered and said, "Yes, then let me see your methods?" ”

This is no longer a simple tennis game, but tennis is used as an offensive means, Jiang Fengyan is the defensive side, if the plot is not too serious, Jiang Fengyan does not want to use too harsh tricks on him.

Actually, Jiang Fengyan himself hates this, but fighting against such an opponent is doomed, and this game will be ugly.

And now, what Jiang Fengyan has to do is to survive the opponent's dirty methods while fighting back in the most legitimate way!

At this moment, the tennis ball has been thrown into the sky by Lancius, and his expression has been hideous to the extreme, and no one dares to imagine how terrifying his serve will be next.

Jiang Fengyan was already very careful. But what he never expected was that Lansius would use this method.

Under the vigorous swing of Lancius, the tennis ball flew towards Jiang Fengyan with a terrifying speed, as if a tail had grown.

That's right, it flew straight towards Jiang Fengyan's face. No matter how you look at it, it's for people, not for serving.

But such a ball actually fell to the ground quickly after passing the net, but it bounced towards Jiang Fengyan's face.

What Jiang Fengyan didn't expect was that such a straight ball would suddenly fall to the ground after passing the net, and then suddenly bounce up, and in an instant, the speed of the ball seemed to speed up dozens of times.

It flew towards Jiang Fengyan's face like a missile.

Jiang Fengyan couldn't avoid it in time, and only heard a "pop", and the tennis ball hit Jiang Fengyan's face.

Jiang Fengyan raised his head. He dropped his racket, reached out and covered his face, and then slowly crouched down.

"Fengyan!"

Everyone in the audience stood up at this moment, anger and worry on their faces.

"I wonder if he's okay?"

"That ball just now is so strange, why did it suddenly drop after crossing the net, it just crossed the middle line, damn it!"

No one knew what was going on with the ball just now, even Jiang Fengyan didn't understand.

He had expected the ball to fly straight at him. So subconsciously I was ready to avoid it, but who knew that this ball suddenly fell to the ground and bounced after crossing the service line. Jiang Fengyan was taken aback and caught off guard at the same time.

No, there is a color on the face.

The referee looked at Jiang Fengyan with some concern in the referee's chair and asked, "Are you okay?" ”

Jiang Fengyan slowly let go of his hand, the left half of his face was a little swollen and red, and it could be seen that the injury was not light.

"That guy. After the game, sooner or later I'm going to have to hang him up and give him a smoking! ”

Liu Fangze and Zhou Huashang rolled up their sleeves angrily, and they were about to rush into the arena, but fortunately, Yang Kairui persuaded them to stop.

Wen Xuan's face was very ugly, and people who didn't know him thought he was going to kill someone.

"What a dirty guy!"

The glasses lady bit her red lip tightly. Shui Ling's eyes were already moist, and when she saw Jiang Fengyan hit in the face by this ball, her heart didn't know how much it hurt!

Lansius was proud.

After all, he fulfilled his promise in this game and made his opponent's face colorful.

Lan Hughes thought that he could see Jiang Fengyan's painful expression, and even the way he shed tears.

But in the next second, he was stunned, because Jiang Fengyan showed a faint smile.

It's just that this smile looks terrifying at the moment.

"It's really amazing."

Jiang Fengyan picked up the racket on the ground and couldn't help but praise it, but his smiling face looked cold on his back at this time.

Lan Hughes didn't know why Jiang Fengyan could smile so calmly, but one thing he was sure of was that since one ball hit him, he wasn't afraid, so he just hit a few more balls.

Thinking of this, the corners of Lansius's mouth raised slightly, and he let out a cold snort.

It's just a pity that the first game is over, and the second game is about to begin.

Jiang Fengyan held the tennis ball with his left hand, stood on the bottom line, and looked at Lan Hughes expressionlessly.

Lan Hughes didn't care about Jiang Fengyan's thoughts at this time, in his opinion, even if he smiled, it was just a forced smile, and deep in his heart, he must be very afraid.

Therefore, when he was already planning how to hit back the opponent's serve and give him a heavy blow, Jiang Fengyan had already thrown the tennis ball into the sky.

I don't know why, this time the tennis ball fell very slowly, and Jiang Fengyan could calmly send the ball to the opposite side.

With a loud "bang", the tennis ball flew out like a bullet with a powerful spin.

Immediately afterwards, only a "boom" was heard, and Lansius didn't react to the whole person, and the tennis ball had already come to his eyes.

Lancius's mouth opened wide and his eyes widened, and he was taken aback at what was happening.

"This guy, when did you serve?"

"Smack!" With a loud bang, the tennis ball hit Lancius in the face with great precision, and most importantly, everyone in the audience saw an incredible scene, because the ball kept spinning in his face, as if it was glued to his face.

"That's amazing!"

"It was directly on the face."

"Anyway, did you see Jiang Fengyan swinging just now?"

"I don't know, all of a sudden, the ball flew over, and I didn't even see it clearly."

"It's so cool!"

Seeing this scene, Wen Xuan and Liu Fangze showed excited smiles on their faces, and their previous depressed mood was swept away.

"If you offend the nerd, you will never have a good life!" Zhou Huashang said with a smile, seeing Jiang Fengyan fight back at his opponent so quickly, his mood was also excellent.

"I knew he would fight back right away!"

Lan Hughes's skin is really thick, and under so much force and rotation, there are almost no scars on his face, but from this point of view, Jiang Fengyan is indeed very impressed.

"That's good, stinky boy, you know a tooth for a tooth!"

Lan Hughes never thought that this kid in front of him would fight back at himself in the same way so quickly, no, it should be said that it is more ruthless than the tricks he used!

"Well, don't worry, there's interest!"

Jiang Fengyan sneered and threw the tennis ball into the sky.

Lansius watched intently as the ball slowly fell, but the next second, he only heard a "boom", and then he was shocked to find that the tennis ball had once again appeared in front of his eyes unknowingly.

"Smack!" Another bang rang out, and the ball hit Lansius in the face again, and in the same way, in the same place.

This time, unlike the previous one, it left a reddish imprint.

"You kid!" Lan Hughes was completely angry, but he was shocked in his heart, because he really didn't see clearly how Jiang Fengyan sent this ball.

Immediately after the third goal, the fourth goal, the same thing happened.

Lansius couldn't avoid it at all, and was hit in the face several times in a row, and the most hateful thing was that it was still the same place.

Seeing Lansius being beaten so badly, even the referee couldn't help but laugh.

However, with a fair and fair attitude, the referee still reported the score seriously.

“1-1。” (To be continued.) )