The rest of the story goes like this:

Two people preach bitterly, one with a standard poker face, in short, while exhausting the numbers, in the end it is useless.

However, it wasn't like losing everything, at least he still moved his noble mouth and said the classic "boring".

In short, after thinking about it for twenty minutes, Xiao Chenan completely gave up, and didn't eat soft and hard, which was to be estimated by Guanyin Bodhisattva to no avail.

Just as they were wandering on the road, lamenting the injustice of the world, an old man stopped them from behind, and when he looked back, the old man was about seventy or eighty years old, with a beautiful goatee, gray hair and a kind smile, and the appearance of an old naughty child, especially the eyes, innocent as a newborn baby, although the crow's feet next to the corners of the eyes were a little dramatic, but it did not affect this naughty face at all, it seemed that his life had no troubles, and he lived in a vacuum called "happiness".

The old man didn't greet them either, and said bluntly:

"That's what you're looking for!"

Xie Chutao saw that what the old man was holding in his hand was the courier that she had been distressed about all afternoon and had not come up with a good idea on how to take it out - a small round box, which was also their magic weapon for victory.

Just when she was puzzled, the old man threw the box directly to her, as if he was just an over-age courier who had come to deliver the courier, eager to finish the work at hand.

"No, the things are in your hands, then I should go back to get the 'final payment', hehe!"

"Wait a minute, may I ask you ......"

Xiao Tao caught up with the first two steps, stretched out his hand to grab the old man, but grabbed a void and almost fell flat.

The figure of the old man gradually disappeared, turning into a cloud of mist and floating towards the blue sky.

"Old man Yan Yan, this is the trust of my friend Huang Zhong! Young man, meet again!"

After that, the white-bearded old urchin disappeared like the world evaporated, not taking a cloud with him.

"Yan Yan, why does this name sound so familiar?"

Xiao Chenan muttered quietly, ready to turn on his brain that hadn't been working for several days, relatively speaking, Xiao Tao's IQ was still slightly better, she blurted out:

"Yan Yan, Huang Zhong's ageless playmate, it seems that God is also helping us!"

It is not difficult to see from Xiao Chen'an's face that his brain is still down, and he has no impression of this name, but the point is not here, he now wants to know very much what kind of magic weapon is contained in that package.

Just as he looked at Xiao Tao expectantly, he only got a sentence of quasi-classical Chinese - this is a clever plan!

Well, it's very clear now, although his brain hasn't turned on yet, he can still understand this kind of thing, and he has to look away stupidly, and the itch in his heart can only be held back temporarily.

It just so happened that at this time, Bi Xiaoyi led Qian Cheng to collide with the two of them, exchanged a wave of information, and then parted ways after taking care of each other, leaving no time for the two brothers to talk about the old days, after all, Xie Wantang's eyeliner was all over the city, and he could monitor their movements at any time, so there must not be too much contact, so as not to arouse suspicion.

An hour later, the two of them carried a box of packages, as if they were picking them up and going home, and walked into the Hongshan Gymnasium with a stuck point.

Why is it stuck again this time? The answer is the only one, they would rather be late or abstain than come hungry, especially if you have a guillotine match like this, which requires a full meal and a big meal.

On the other hand, their opponents, Zheng Siwei and Huang Yaqiong, came to familiarize themselves with the venue an hour in advance, measured the field style, warmed up, and walked through the process of the competition without landing, and never relaxed their vigilance just because one of the opponents was unknown.

Seeing that both sides were present, the referee Luo Li walked over with a coin.

When the coin was tossed into the sky and danced gracefully in the air, Xiao Chenan suddenly realized that he had become a veritable athlete and fulfilled the promise he made when he first joined the team.

"On the right-hand side, Zheng Siwei, Huang Yaqiong, on the left-hand side, Xiao Chen'an, Xie Chutao."

"Now, it's time for the game!"

"Please serve!"

At the sound of an order, the ball head moved slightly.

Without too much communication, the cooperation of the IELTS combination is very tacit, even the brothers and sisters are afraid that they can't reach this, one attack and one defense, all under control, every shot of the drop ball is extremely accurate, creating offensive opportunities, every turn is just right, turning the crisis into a turning point, changing the passive to the active, the ball is in place, and the pat is deadly.

The Chuchen combination is a slight disadvantage here, after all, Xiao Chenan originally trained in men's singles, and it took a lot of time to adapt to the rhythm of mixed doubles after joining the team, plus Xiao Tao and he usually don't play many training matches, and the focus is on the spiritual ability combat section, so the ball skills do not prevail.

Therefore, in just three minutes, they lost three goals, and the loss was very clean, without any mud and water, giving people a feeling of being crushed by a high rank.

However, in these short three minutes, Xiao Chenan was already so tired that he was about to collapse, firstly, the ball given by the opponent was indeed in place, and there were a lot of hangings, which required great running, and secondly, there was a very important point, he was used to field fighting, compared to the badminton game that had no increase, he seemed to be a little weak and not very adaptable.

When the fourth ball was pinched in the opposite hand, Xiao Chenan finally couldn't help it, raised his hand to signal a pause, and then anxiously asked Xiao Tao:

"What the hell is your magic weapon? If you don't take it out, it's really dead! ”

"Don't worry, I said it was a clever plan, haven't you read the Romance of the Three Kingdoms?"

"Then according to your meaning, it's empty inside!"

At this time, one of the outstretched hands suddenly stopped, yes, Xiao Tao thought unexpectedly after instinctively making a move, and felt that it seemed a little indecent to "kill" his partner in front of everyone, and that hand was pitifully stranded in the air, refusing to fall for a long time.

Xiao Chenan carefully blocked the Rulai Divine Palm that attacked him, his expression was lost, like a puppy who had been snubbed by his master, and he didn't understand why, nor did he know what to do next.

Xiao Tao patted him on the shoulder, seemingly relaxed, but in fact, beads of sweat the size of beans unconsciously drilled out, greedily exploring the unknown land.

"That's no problem, I can only try this trick!"

Xiao Chenan muttered in a low voice, and after some weighing, he still decided to take the risk and try this trick - spiritual ability - why do you say risky? First, in his impression, he didn't remember that he had used spiritual abilities at all, but he just heard Sister Xiaotang say that it was very powerful; Second, abusing spiritual power outside the realm is bound to cause irreversible damage to the body, even Xiao Tao, who is a fifth hall, can only maintain it for three minutes, he doesn't know if he has such ability.

Holding the racket, he held his breath and concentrated, tried to suppress the heartbeat, minimized the blood flow in the body, controlled the ups and downs of the body with breathing, felt the subtle tremor of each cell, listened to the sound of each pacing pumping, the heart rate was thirty-seven, the low pressure was sixty-seven, the blood supply to the brain was sufficient, the oxygen content was sufficient, the pulse was beating normally, and it met the summoning criteria - White Tiger, homecoming!

"Bang!"

The beautiful illusion was shattered by the opponent's nailed floor-style kill, Xiao Chenan looked at the opponent who cast strange eyes and the audience who looked at him with contempt, it seemed that the whole audience was disappointed in this game, and sneered at Xiao Chenan, a coward who didn't even resist, after the wonderful kill, he didn't even cheer, as if he felt that such a plunder was not worth applauding, and this game had no viewing value at all.

The only one who cast a kind look was Xie Chutao, and after she signaled a pause, she pulled Xiao Chenan, who was still stunned, aside, and whispered to him:

"I know what you're thinking, but if psionic powers are working, then why aren't they or me?"

This sentence made Xiao Chen'an speechless, yes, their control of spiritual abilities must be much higher than their own, and even they rely purely on ball skills, which can only mean that they can't use spiritual abilities at all.

"To put it simply, the top of the court is shrouded in a layer of invisible and invisible transparent gas, this layer of special substance can isolate the intersection of spirit and body, that is, not only can not expand the field, but even spiritual ability cannot be used, and then control the power of the first hand is also dependent on this layer of power."

"Is that the end of it? Is there no other way? ”

Xiao Chenan was very unwilling, he never thought that he would lose in badminton, and he lost so completely, when he was dominating one side in school, no one dared to challenge him, and now he has seen an opponent who is a hundred times stronger than himself, even if he is unwilling, he is also powerless and powerless.

"Looks like it's time to open your bag!"

Saying that, Xiao Tao threw the package directly to Xiao Chen'an, who was wiping his sweat, he was so frightened that when he reached out to pick it up, the package suddenly opened by itself, only to hear a "stab" sound, the long transparent tape was torn off, and a furry paw poked out of the package, as if he was very dissatisfied with this violent way of appearing, and there was a "whirring" roar in his throat.

Everyone's eyes were focused here, at first the audience thought that these two were going to abandon the game, ready to take their things home to sleep, who knew that this low whistle directly calmed everyone present, people stared at the white velvet paws with wide eyes, because they knew that this cat was the legendary "white tiger stripes".