Almighty in the city

"ACE ball!"

"ACE ball!"

It was another two consecutive ACE serve, also less than 1 minute, the score changed from 2-4 to 3-4.

Everyone looked at the stadium with dumbfounded expressions, to be precise, at Du Zihao.

They didn't understand, as a professional tennis player, how could Du Zihao even get four aces in a serve that they could easily take.

"Damn! Zihao! You don't need to be polite to this kind of pretending to be a criminal! One breath, blow him up!" The arrogance of those young people who thought Du Zihao was a professional player was haunting them, and they didn't want to take a 2-4 score Cheap, this is deliberately handing over the ball, and suddenly they yelled.

Bai Yifan glanced at them, and the corner of his mouth raised slightly with disdain, "You are welcome?"

At this time, it was still his serve, and Bai Yifan had four "disappearing serve" in a row.

"ACE ball!"

"ACE ball!"

"ACE ball!"

"ACE ball!"

With four ACE balls without suspense, the score was tied again in just two minutes and became 4-4.

Finally, it was Du Zihao's turn to serve.

Du Zihao was still thinking about the eight weird "rookie serve" just now, and suddenly raised his head, just in time to see the smiley expression on Bai Yifan's face, his complexion suddenly sank.

"Pretend to be a god!" He took a deep breath, and his whole body was stretched into a bow again.

Throw the ball, swing!

The yellow tennis ball once again turned into a yellow lightning, rushing towards Ye Peng's side like a gust of wind.

However, the serve of this professional player failed to get the "ACE ball" he imagined.

Bai Yifan took his left foot as the axis, turned his body horizontally, and gently picked up the racket in his hand, which directly pushed the serve into the air.

"Good opportunity!" Du Zihao's eyes lit up, and he walked quickly to the Internet, jumped, and patted.

A heavy smash was launched instantly.

Outside the stadium, the youths had already screamed.

But Little Sister Qu shook her head helplessly.

This kind of vigorous smash, even a professional player, is very difficult to catch. In her opinion, although Bai Yifan caught the serve, he received it very reluctantly.

She and those young people thought about going together, and felt that in the two serving games just now, this Du Zihao was just a self-reliant professional player and did not want to take advantage of the 2-4 score, so she deliberately let Bai Yifan two games.

As soon as the score was tied, this professional player immediately showed his true ability.

"Hey." Little sister Qu sighed again.

However, she just sighed, and suddenly she heard an exclamation in her ear.

What happened?

She hurriedly raised her head, but just happened to see Bai Yifan posing an unusually handsome posture on the court, and the tennis ball that was supposed to be smashed to the ground had fallen into the court behind Du Zihao.

"0-15!" The referee was also a little dumbfounded. It took a few seconds before he announced the result of the ball.

"Yeah! Actually broke the smash! It's so handsome!"

"I'm relying on this buddy to hang up! The professional player's vigorous smash, so handsomely cracked?"

"Not only was it cracked, but I also scored directly! What happened in just a moment? Why do I feel like my memory is fragmented?"

"Is this buddy from our building? It's too dick!"

"It should be luck just now?"

"Uh, should it be?"

Upon hearing the referee's verdict, the audience outside the tennis court burst into flames.

In the tennis court, Du Zihao looked at Bai Yifan who was standing up, and then at the tennis ball behind him, his face suddenly showing a somewhat daunting look.

At that moment, he wanted to try hard to remember what happened, but the memory was like a fragment, and he couldn't remember it at all.

Until the referee urged him to hurry up and serve, Du Zihao came back to his senses, looked at Bai Yifan with a weird look, took a deep breath, and served again vigorously.

The speed and angle of the ball are almost the same as the previous one.

Bai Yifan's response was the same as before. He turned sideways, picked up the racket, and let it go again.

Du Zihao breathed deeply, surfed the Internet for the second time, jumped, swung, and smashed vigorously for the second time!

He wanted to see if it was just a coincidence, or—

He saw that Bai Yifan turned around in a cool manner. The flip-flops just turned one hundred and eighty degrees on the court. Then, in the unusually handsome posture just now, his body fell, his racket reversed, and he smashed himself vigorously. The tennis ball he played was sent back to the court behind him.

The triple counterattack of the brown bear is caught!

"0-30!" This time, the referee quickly announced the result.

Outside the stadium, there was another scream.

Xiao Qiu almost hugged Xiao Guan there and jumped desperately, screaming desperately, his eyes almost completely turned into the heart-shaped idiot.

Du Zihao gritted his teeth. He did not believe in evil. In the next two high shots, he still chose to smash vigorously, but he was completely counter-killed by Bai Yifan's "brown bear arrested" without any suspense.

5-4, only 5 minutes after Xiaomei Qu was hanged, the score has been reversed.

"The wind is blowing." Bai Yifan felt the oncoming breeze, and suddenly smiled at Du Zihao, "While the wind is not stopping, do you want to reward you with a white whale?"