: Waste Tennis
"OK!"
Xiao Yang looked at his right hand.
There are many ways to hold a tennis racket, and each has advantages and disadvantages.
Xiao Yang was still thinking about how to hold the racket.
After all, the knowledge in his head is directly stuffed into the system. Xiao Yang himself has never practiced it. Sometimes it is a kind of torture to know too much.
But when Yang Wei saw this, he couldn't help laughing and said: "You don't even know how to hold a racket, do you?"
Xiao Yang smiled: "I know how to do it. I'm just thinking about how to hit you faster. After all, time is limited."
As he spoke, the knuckle of Xiao Yang's index finger came into contact with the upper right edge, and he naturally placed the tiger's mouth above the handle.
But when Yang Wei saw this, he couldn't help but burst into laughter: "What kind of grip is this? I've never seen it before. Do you really know how to play tennis? You're not just trying to show off, right? In this case, it's no achievement for me to beat you."
I don’t even feel it!”
Jiang Yan couldn't help but frown slightly when she saw this, and said softly: "Xiao Yang, using a non-Western one-handed backhand is a better way to hold the racket against his high ball."
"I know." Xiao Yang nodded.
"But I just want to use this way of holding the racket, and I feel that the serve will be stronger."
After speaking, Xiao Yang was a little surprised.
In the supplementary knowledge in my mind, this grip is called the Continental grip.
But judging from the looks on everyone's faces, they seemed to have never seen him before.
It's a bit surprising.
However, the general way of holding a tennis racket is called according to the name of the region. What does this continental style mean?
Well, it was probably invented by that place called Earth.
The knowledge in your mind tells you: This grip is suitable for serving, volleying at the net, chipping and defensive play.
Especially when it comes to volleying at the net, you can react quickly because you don't need to switch between forehand and backhand.
Because the hitting position of the grip will be closer and lower to the side of your body, the accuracy required is much higher than that of other grips.
But serving is much more comfortable than other grips.
Therefore, it will be more comfortable to hold the ball in this way.
After thinking about it in his mind, Xiao Yang weighed the tennis ball in his hand.
Raise!
Xiao Yang used all his strength on this shot.
After all, it was his first time to play tennis, and Xiao Yang himself didn't know how hard he should exert himself.
boom!
Tennis and tennis rackets come into close contact.
At this moment, the tennis ball also drew a flashing arc in the air at an astonishing speed!
Just this one goal also made Jiang Yan and several girls stunned!
This ball speed!
It seems a bit outrageous!
Xiao Yang didn't care too much, after all, he still had too little experience.
The speed of this ball does indeed seem to be much faster than the previous serving speeds of several girls. After all, Xiao Yang's physical fitness is there and his strength is great. This ball, at least, cannot be compared with the girls.
As for what level he is in the men's tennis, Xiao Yang himself is not sure, but at least he looks very fierce.
But at this moment, Yang Wei on the other side panicked.
The first thought that comes to mind is: What a fast ball!
This ball is elusive even with the naked eye!
It's just a low ball in front of the net!
He predicted the location and hurried over.
When the ball hits the ground and then bounces up, you have to use topspin to pull the ball up. Playing high balls is what you are good at.
Already having a countermeasure in mind, Yang Wei could only play tennis.
But the next second, he froze.
Not only him, but Jiang Yan was also stunned. Several girls looked surprised, their mouths opened wide, and they were speechless.
The audience in the auditorium couldn't help but gasp.
Xiao Yang also had a dull look on his face, and the corners of his mouth twitched unbearably.
this……
I saw that the tennis ball did not bounce again at this moment, but was smashed into the shape of a big round cake!
This ball directly smashed the tennis ball?
Is this Xiao Yang’s serve?
Yang Wei couldn't help feeling chills on his back and looked at Xiao Yang in surprise.
How could he smash the tennis ball directly when he was serving? At this speed, if he were to catch the ball, the tennis racket would be broken directly!
What about hitting people?
With lingering fear, he picked up this tennis ball that had ended its life.
He held it in his hand, glanced at it, his throat moved slightly, and he swallowed...
"Well, it was my first time to play tennis, so I used a little too much force!" Xiao Yang was still a little embarrassed and scratched his head.
As soon as he finished speaking, the whole audience suddenly burst into exclamations of surprise.
"Dried tennis balls to pieces?"
"This is the first time that human beings have gained strength. This is the first time I've seen it!"
"It's not the first time. I remember Kesbia also missed a ball."
"Kesbia? He's the men's tennis world champion last year, right?"
"Yes, yes, that's him!"
"That's the world champion. Who is Jiang Yan's boyfriend? He's so fierce!"
Everyone who was just watching the show couldn't help but focus on Xiao Yang.
He has something, at least he's not a useless pretty boy!
Xiao Yang looked at Jiang Yan and hesitated: "Does this ball count as points?"
"Forget it!" Jiang Yan nodded directly: "The ball did not hit the net, was not fouled, and did not go out of bounds. Of course it counts!"
"That's it..." Xiao Yang couldn't help but smile and looked at Yang Wei.
"Okay, you'll score!" Yang Wei frowned and waved his hand helplessly.
After thinking about it, he added: "Just this once, if you break the ball every time, how can you still play?"
"Indeed, just this once!"
Yang Wei felt relieved and took another tennis ball: "This time it's my turn to serve."
He glanced at Xiao Yang and knew his advantages.
Play golf!
The tennis ball was thrown high. Xiao Yang also took a long breath, with a smile on his face.
Suddenly I discovered that tennis is quite fun!
He also became interested, and a ball shape flashed through his mind.
If you hit that kind of ball...
It must be interesting!
After thinking about it, Xiao Yang also changed his grip.
The ball flew through the air.
Xiao Yang took a deep breath and stood ready, extremely serious.
Jiang Yan was also heartbroken.
There is no doubt about Xiao Yang's power in serving, but catching a ball is not a serve, not to mention an opponent like Yang Wei whose serve is considered a unique skill. It is definitely not that easy for a novice like Xiao Yang to deal with.
But looking at Xiao Yang's confident look, Jiang Yan wasn't so nervous anymore.
Xiao Yang takes action!
The ball came over instantly, and Xiao Yang's racket stick tilted slightly to one side.
"He wants to slice the ball?" Jiang Yan was surprised.
Novices always hit the ball first. Although chipping is not difficult, it is not something that a novice can directly master.
What’s more, it’s Yang Wei’s serve!
"Hit it!" Jiang Yan was pleasantly surprised.
The corners of Xiao Yang's mouth raised and he just swung slightly.
The ball was caught and the tennis ball was hit back instantly.
"It seems that I have lost my strength!" Before the surprise was over, Jiang Yan couldn't help but widen her eyes.
A smile suddenly appeared on Yang Wei's face opposite him.
The arc and speed of this ball!
It will hit the net!
He is indeed a novice, and he actually wants to slice his own golf ball!
And the audience at the scene immediately saw the problem with this ball.
If Xiao Yang's previous serve could be described as strong, this ball could be described as weak.
The arc of this ball!
Hit the net!
Jiang Yan and the other girls couldn't bear to look directly at her.
"Did you fail?" Xiao Yang looked straight at the tennis ball.
The tennis ball is getting closer and closer to the net.
It seems like it is trying to climb!
"This is?"
Suddenly someone stood up.
The next second, everyone was stunned and their faces were filled with disbelief.
The entire stadium was as quiet as a library.
This ball!
It can only be typed in animation!
Chapter completed!