Chapter 897: Tai Chi

"I rub, why do I always feel like Xia Ming is doing Tai Chi?"

"I feel the same."

"I'm going, Xia Ming has a fever, right? Why are you playing Tai Chi? At this time, it's a competition, he is playing Mao Tai Chi. ”

"Who knows, when you play Tai Chi during the competition, there is no one left. ”

"It's over, it's over, this time they're going to win. ”

"Xia Ming, don't give up, we are all supporting you, don't give up. Someone suddenly shouted.

"That's it, Xia Ming, don't give up, come on, we will always support you, come on Xia Ming. ”

"Xia Ming him, I can give you a monkey. ”

“”

Everyone was excited when they saw Xia Ming's move, Xia Ming was playing Tai Chi at this time, how could he win? Therefore, many people were shouting wildly.

On the other hand, on the foreigner side, they are a little curious.

"What is he doing?"

"N, I don't know, it always feels like he's doing sports. ”

"Do you still play sports?"

"I don't know. ”

"I feel like it's Chinese kung fu. ”

"Huaxia Kung Fu? Is it the kind of Huaxia Kung Fu that can hit ten at a time?"

"Yes, that's it!"

"But he's too slow."

"In Huaxia's words, it should have reached the realm of no tricks and no tricks, right?"

“”

Xia Ming's hand directly confused the foreigners, and they didn't know what the hell Xia Ming was doing.

But

In this arena, Xia Ming and Lin Lang looked at each other from afar, and at this time, on Xia Ming's body, Lin Lang felt a very special feeling, which made Lin Lang a little surprised.

I don't know why, even if I use the ball in the world, I feel this great pressure.

Thinking of this, Lin Lang took a deep breath.

"Drink"

At this time, Lin Lang no longer hesitated, and the ball planted in his left hand quickly ran up and threw it, and as Lin Lang threw it, countless people looked at the ball directly.

It finally started, which made them a little excited.

However, at the next moment, when Lin Lang took the racket and slapped the ball fiercely, the people present were shocked to find that they didn't know when, Lin Lang actually came to a corner, and then hit the ball out fiercely.

And this position is also quite tricky.

Because after the ball passed, it actually fell on the ground, and then it bounced towards the right side of Xia Ming next to it.

This scene caused a burst of exclamations.

"Xia Ming be careful. ”

"Xia Ming, the ball is on the right"

Countless people are frantically reminding Xia Ming that Xia Ming is in the middle, and it stands to reason that he can react, but I don't know why, the speed of this ball is very fast, so that everyone even came to Xia Ming's right side as soon as he finished speaking.

But at this time

Xia Ming was carefully waving the racket in his hand, and the next moment, the ball flew towards Xia Ming strangely.

"Bang!"

Xia Ming used his strength to quickly hit the ball out, and the sudden situation made countless people exclaim.

"What's going on?"

"I went there, why did the ball suddenly fly towards Xia Ming. ”

"That's right, I obviously saw this ball flying towards Xia Ming's right, why did it suddenly run to Xia Ming's right, this is really incredible. ”

"It can't be haunted, right?"

"Fuck your uncle, haunted? You tell me it's haunted in broad daylight, and it's the Chinese Olympics, I don't know how much righteousness there is, you tell me it's haunted."

"Burn the pen, don't talk, watch the game"

In this arena, even Lin Lang's face changed slightly, which made him feel so incredible.

It's shock, it's shock.

His ball just now was indeed running towards Xia Ming's right, and it stands to reason that the bounce should be very small, so that he can directly win this ball.

But he didn't know why, he felt that Xia Ming seemed to have suction power at that time, and he actually sucked the ball directly.

All of a sudden, his plan was ruined.

However, Lin Lang was not depressed, and still stared at the flying ball with solemn eyes.

"Drink"

With Lin Lang's roar, this ball was hit out by him in a strange way, this Lin Lang played the ball, as if he was playing teleportation, and the speed was very fast.

Obviously, this ball is in the middle, but when he hits it, the position of the ball has changed to another direction, and this scene is really weird.

However, at this time, Xia Ming's hands and feet were used together, and this ball came to Xia Ming's side again inexplicably, and then was slapped out by Xia Ming.

In this way, you come and go, and for a while, no one can help anyone.

This made Ryoma and their faces tremble.

"What the hell is going on here? How did he do it?"

"Actually, I want to ask, why do all the balls come back to him?"

"It's like there's a suction force on him, and no matter where the ball is, it will eventually come back to him. ”

"If that's the case, it's terrible. ”

"Hey, that's the real thing, it's scary. ”

Ryoma and Zhou Zhu both stared at Xia Ming with bright eyes, and they were all shocked by Xia Ming.

And Lin Lang was also frantically slapping the ball, trying to knock Xia Ming back, but he played a lot of positions, no matter how tricky the position was, no matter what kind of means he used, this Xia Ming seemed to have suction, and the ball ran to his side inexplicably, so he hit it out.

As time passed, this made Lin Lang breathless, because he needed to consume a lot of his strength to use the trick of not having a ball in the world.

The further he went, the more strength he consumed, and gradually he couldn't support it.

Lin Lang was sweating profusely and staring at Xia Ming deadly, which made his face extremely ugly, and he even went to the hospital several times day and night in order to play.

What I didn't expect was that this would happen.

"Ahh

At this moment, Lin Lang suddenly roared, which startled the people around him, and many people looked towards Lin Lang in unison, wanting to see clearly what this Lin Lang was going to do.

Suddenly, the ball was hit and spun quickly.

In this ball, there is a strong force, and that kind of power, if it hits this bone, I'm afraid even the bone will be broken.

When this ball was finished, Lin Lang immediately knelt on the ground, panting for breath, and the sweat also flowed down his cheeks

Dripping on the ground!

And he was staring at the ball.