Chapter Ninety-One: Overwhelming
Aim, swing, slap.
The ball, like a feather, flew towards the Ming Sea.
This time, however, there was a huge contrast to the unhurried pace of the previous round.
I saw Ming Hai rush forward, one, two, three, four, five, five steps later, his whole person stomped on the ground violently, jumped up instantly by the inertia of the forward rush, leaned back with his arms, and then swung down violently.
"Boom-"
A roar resounded throughout the playground, and then, the ball, carrying the momentum of thunder, rushed straight towards Mu Qing.
"This ......" Looking at the ball that crossed the white line in an instant, Mu Qing touched the cold sweat on her head, and then pounced in an instant.
"Ding—"
The ball was picked out by Mu Qing at the last moment.
Looking at the badminton, which was about three times slower than rushing out, the corners of Ming Hai's mouth rose slightly.
Rush forward, leap, wave your arms!
Another smash, speed, even two points faster than before.
Jump, lunge, pounce!
Mu Qing's face became a little cloudy.
"Bang-"
There was another muffled thud
Ming Hai jumped up to smash the ball for the third time, but this time, the speed of the ball was almost twice as fast as the first time.
"Whew-"
The sound of the air being torn echoed clearly in my ears, and the ball, as if breaking through the limitations of space, passed through the racket that had not had time to be fully raised, and came into close contact with the ground with the expectant and complicated eyes of everyone around.
Three seconds later.
"Okay—"
The shouts instantly echoed in all the corners of the surroundings, and everyone danced excitedly one by one, this gorgeous scene shocked everyone present.
"Whoa—"
"In this game, Ming Hai wins!" Mr. Wang's magnetic voice instantly spread throughout the clearing.
"Come on!" Ming Hai smiled at Xia Yujia, who walked into the field.
"You're really amazing!" Xia Yujia's eyes staring at Ming Hai were a little strange.
"Well, I think so too!" A confident smile appeared on Ming Hai's face.
"Don't hold your hands and see how many rounds I can last."
"Okay—"
……
Throwing the ball, raising his arms, and picking up, Xia Yujia picked the ball out unhurriedly.
However, Ming Hai didn't try it again, took a step back with his right leg, threw his arm back instantly, and then aimed at the flying ball and slapped it hard......
……
"My God, Ming Hai, I really don't leave my hands if I don't leave my hands, I don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade at all!" Meng Fan stared at Xia Yujia, who picked up the badminton ball that fell on the ground in the court, and couldn't help but say indignantly.
"Tsk! Are you ......" Bingyang smiled teasingly.
"What is? What do you have in your head all day? Mengfan's face turned red instantly.
"Yo, yo, yo, Xiaofan, you, eh, eh, brother, I don't dare, you can spare me, I won't say it, I won't say it in the future, okay?" Bingyang looked at Meng Fan, who was walking over like a monkey's butt with a red face, and immediately coaxed.
A crisp "Duang" was followed by a wolf howl.
Bingyang covered the big bag on his head and hid in the corner, not daring to say a word......
The game ended in just a few minutes, and the scene was one-sided from the beginning.
Although Xia Yujia's playing level is good, and she can even rank first in the class, she met Ming Hai, a domineering and powerful boy.
The ending is naturally ......
When Mr. Wang announced the winner of the game, the atmosphere around him was quiet for a while, and everyone seemed to be looking forward to something.
Suddenly, Mu Qing, who was standing aside and bowing her head in contemplation, raised her head and looked at me suddenly: "Come on, let me see if your strength is as strong as Ming Hai!" ”
"You'll see!" I nodded at Eiko and walked slowly into the arena......
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