Almighty in the city

The tennis ball crossed a high parabola in the air, flew from the darkness to the moonlight, and then fell towards the court behind Piero.

"Good game." Piero exclaimed, "In terms of skills, you really can be called the world's number one."

"Overrated." Bai Yifan got up, turned back, and smiled at him, "If you are willing to join the Will team, you may be able to win the runner-up in the team competition."

"I'm not so bored." Piero shrugged. "Playing tennis with Chinese martial arts is like an adult bullying a group of kids in a kindergarten."

Bai Yifan smiled, noncommittal.

"I think we can end the temptation of each other." Piero walked over, picked up the two tennis balls, and tucked one of them into his trouser pocket. "Next, I'm going to get real."

"I'm really serious." Bai Yifan smiled.

Piero didn't speak any more, just hit another side spin serve.

"Tsk tusk, it really moved." The corner of Bai Yifan's eyes swept away the tennis ball that bounced toward his right face. The tennis ball between spinning, round and round, like a whirlpool, as if it could move people. Attention is all swallowed in.

He smiled slightly, his eyes closed and opened, the racket in his hand tilted up and down--

The Triple Counterattack Feiyan returns to the nest!

Piero's upper body suddenly folds to the side, and the racket in his hand is pressed against the ground and he picks it up, and immediately hits back the "walking the earth" that will not rebound after landing.

"Is it double suggestion and hypnosis this time? It's really a hypnosis master." Bai Yifan smiled, and the racket in his hand was instantly reversed.

The horn of the pirate!

Piero’s figure followed the weird arc of this shot, swaying from left to right, unexpectedly abruptly and completely copied the trajectory and rhythm of the ball, and then lifted his right hand to remove this "sea The horn of the thief was called back.

"So, it is the most troublesome for the masters of national martial arts who are proficient in Jiu-Jitsu." Bai Yifan sighed and ran to the Internet. His figure suddenly sank as he was running, and then he slammed with his waist strength without waiting for his back to touch the ground. Bounced, the racket in his hand struck hard towards the sky——

Swipe B!

Piero's gaze narrowed slightly, and he stepped on the steps, not the small broken steps of a tennis player, but a snake-like step.

Seeing that the tennis ball, which had become a B-shaped trajectory, was about to land for the second time, it began to fall rapidly, and Piero had to return a lob.

"At this time, don't forget to cause me some trouble." Bai Yifan looked at the tennis ball, closed and opened his eyes again, stepped on small steps to surf the Internet, then jumped high and directly smashed. The ball hit Piero's wrist.

Piero made a muffled sound, and the muscles of his right hand twitched, but in the end he still did not hold the ball hard. The two superimposed "dark energy" several times, and the racket was shot and flew out in an instant.

Seeing this rebound ball that had completely lost the hypnotic hint, Bai Yifan smiled slightly, jumped up again, made a smash, and scored the ball--

The waltz towards disillusionment.

"Masters of national martial arts playing tennis can indeed bully those professional players." Bai Yifan watched Piero pick up the racket and smiled. "However, if you play with me, your skills are really far behind."

Piero smiled slightly and nodded: "Maybe, but maybe what you see now is just an illusion created by your brain?"

"You mean, I have been under your hypnosis without knowing it?" Bai Yifan looked at him with interest.

"What do you think?" Piero shook his flushed wrist. "I am a descendant of the Adolf family. In this world, in terms of research in the field of hypnosis, I am afraid that no one can surpass our family."

Bai Yifan nodded: "That's true. After all, during World War II, the Nazis were a group of people who were more fanatical than religious fanatics. I never underestimated the hypnotic level of the Adolf family."

After a pause, he grinned at Piero, showing his white teeth: "I look down upon you, but you."

Piero was not angry either. He took out the tennis ball from his trouser pocket, tried it, and swung the ball. "Then, let me tell you, don’t underestimate anyone in the Adolf family. This is the truth."

The tennis ball passed through the moonlight zone, flew into the darkness, landed on Bai Yifan's half of the court, then bounced, flew past Bai Yifan who had no reaction, and hit the block behind.

"My hypnosis is not just used for tennis." Piero looked at Bai Yifan, who was motionless, with a mocking smile on his face for the first time. "Every action I made, I just performed. In the body style and Jiu-Jitsu, there are all my hypnotic hints to you. However, you only noticed tennis, tsk tsk, it seems that your experience in the arena is still too shallow.

After a pause, he clamped the racket under his arm, and walked towards Bai Yifan's half of the court: "Then, now, let me satisfy my already overwhelming curiosity-from the five great Chinese families with anonymity. As one of the Bai family, how many secrets do you know about the Bai family?"

"Hehe, you can see it." Bai Yifan looked at Piero who was stepping in place on the opposite court, smiled and shook his head, "Yes, after all, what do you say is also from the Adolf family. It is normal to contact the Bai family on the surname. Okay, I know this seems to be a bit redundant—"

He spread his hands, clamped the tennis racket under his arm, and walked straight towards the darkened player passage: "Anyway, no matter what you say to you now, you probably won't be able to hear it. So, he barely attached it. Let me give you a little secret-don't use "hypnosis" on the Bai family who have developed the "dark power". If you know who the ancestors of the Bai family are, you will not act like I have been hypnotized by you. The judgement." ,, ..