Chapter Ninety-Six: Chopping the Waves

Picking up the badminton on the ground, Ming Hai walked towards Teacher Wang on the edge of the court with a serious face.

"Tsk, do you want to be so fierce?" Teacher Wang stared at the scattered shuttlecocks in Ming Hai's hand, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

"No way~" Ming Hai waved his hand helplessly, "This ball is not too strong!" ”

"Ahem, are you sure it's a problem with the ball?" Teacher Wang took out a new ball and handed it to Ming Hai.

"I'll pay attention!" Ming Hai scratched his head and smiled apologetically at Teacher Wang.

"Alright, let's go to the game!" Teacher Wang glanced at the fiery atmosphere around him and couldn't help but smile.

"Okay!" Ming Hai waved his hand at Teacher Wang, and rushed towards his original position.

"It's the last ball, and if you have any stunts to press the bottom of the box, let's use it!" Ming Hai smiled at me. Flash Dance

"You too!"

"Whoa—"

The sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded, and Ming Hai completed a series of amazing serving moves in an instant.

Looking at the speeding ball, I clenched the racket in my hand and rushed forward.

With the help of the momentum surging under my feet, my whole person came to a semi-whirl in the air, and concentrated the strength of my whole body on my arms to the greatest extent.

"Bang-"

The sound of the racket hitting the ball is so powerful!

Staring at the ball that seemed to be so fast that he couldn't see the shadow, Ming Hai's face was full of solemnity.

Rush forward, pounce!

"Ding"

The ball was picked up and crossed the white line at an alarming speed and rushed towards me.

As soon as I put my foot hard, I instantly pounced, and unlike the previous forced pounce, this time it was for the impact.

"Bang-"

The ball flew back upside down in an instant.

Ming Hai, who was staring at this side closely, stomped on the ground and flew again......

"Come on!" Looking at the fierce competition in the field, the uniform shouts of the students sounded without warning.

"Come on, come on, come on!"

"Yunfei, come on, you are the best!"

In the haze, a crisp and pleasant voice came to my ears.

Taking advantage of the gap between Ming Hai's catch, I glanced behind me, only to see a slim figure clenching his fists and shouting in this direction......

A smile lifted up at the corner of his mouth, and his exhausted body seemed to be infused with infinite vitality in an instant.

"Bang-"

The speeding ball was picked back by a ferocious side strike from me.

"Whew—

Xiaofei, this, this is not like the usual you! Ming Hai said with a breath like a cow.

"Why isn't it like me?" I resisted the discomfort caused by the beating heartbeat in my chest like a drum, and whispered to Ming Hai.

Don't ask, ask again and "talented...... Ming Hai rushed forward, and the speed was not as good as before......

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Ten minutes later

"You ......" Ming Hai said helplessly to me who was lying on the ground just now because of "flying pounce", "I have no strength, the last ball, let's fight it out!" ”

As he spoke, he slammed on the ground, and this time, he instantly broke through the somewhat low momentum and became domineering and leaked sideways.

Rushing forward, jumping up, with an indomitable momentum, instantly slapped on the ball that was somewhat weak.

After that, Ming Hai threw the racket and lay directly on the field.

"Whew!"

Taking a deep breath, I gritted my teeth and jumped up from the ground, and then bit the tip of my tongue violently, and my trance-like spirit instantly became sober.

Staring at the ball that seemed to break through the void and didn't give me a little time to react, I raised my arms violently and slapped it with all the strength of my body.

"Bang-"

A violent muffled sound came, and the ball turned its head in an instant, crossed the white line like a bolt of lightning, and fell heavily to the ground......

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