Chapter 178

Hiss~

Accompanied by the sound of a snake flicking its tongue, a twisted yellow light suddenly appeared in the sky above the court.

"This ball!?"

Seeing this ball, even Shitian Tie, who was usually steady in the power-speed combination, changed color, his eyes flashing rapidly left and right; he tried hard to return this ball, and the racket in his hand was also searching, judging the position of the tennis ball.

But under such circumstances, let alone returning it with a Vibration Ball.

Just to touch that tennis ball, Shitian Tie had already clamped his arms and body together, and his center of gravity was no longer stable as the ball changed.

Whoosh. Pitter-patter!

Just like that, the winding yellow light twisted and passed by Shitian Tie's side, like a thin snake escaping through the grass, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"Point to Ping Gu Chang Lin of Bijia Guo Zhong, 40-30!"

"Hahaha, skinny monkey, you can't hit that Vibration Ball move anymore!"

It was just that even so, in front of the Habu, Shitian's Vibration Ball couldn't be hit at all; they would lose their most lethal weapon.

The threat he felt earlier was indeed not a mistake.

Hum...

Before the tennis ball approached his side, a pale red aura immediately appeared on his body, his previously focused spirit tightened instantly, and Ping Gu Chang Lin's eyes opposite changed slightly.

Ping Gu Chang Lin smiled coldly: "Even if it's a serve, I won't give you guys half a chance."

Slap!

Kicking the tennis ball at his feet off the court, Shenwei Ming raised his head, looking at the relaxed Ping Gu Chang Lin with a solemn gaze.

Boom!

Boom!

A fierce rally unfolded on the court; Tian Ren Zhi Hui's powerful offensive couldn't be hit again, because once a powerful straight ball was used, Shitian Tie would have the opportunity to execute a Vibration Ball.

"Without you, my Big Explosion is still invincible!"

Scanning the opposite court, Shenwei Ming and Shitian Tie's gazes remained firm, the two covering their defensive area completely one after the other.

"Eh? Actually saw through it so quickly, Mu Shou's emphasis on you guys was indeed not wrong."

With a low moan, without the slightest hesitation, he pulled his racket out decisively.

Whoosh—

The twisted light beam slid past Shitian Tie's side.

"Game, Ping Gu Chang Lin and Tian Ren Zhi Hui of Bijia Guo Zhong, 2-1!"

"Cobra!"

Swish, swish, swish!

The tennis ball changed its position several times, and Shenwei Ming was absolutely calm now, his eyes sweeping rapidly, his racket pulled to his side ready to go, wanting to capture this ball path...

Must not swing the racket significantly!

The next instant.

"Game, Ping Gu Chang Lin and Tian Ren Zhi Hui of Bijia Guo Zhong, 1-1!"

This guy named Ping Gu Chang Lin...

Just this move alone took back the initiative of the match.

Boom!

A solid hitting feeling, this slippery cobra was finally caught; Shenwei Ming pulled the tennis ball diagonally upward, aiming at the backhand baseline corner of the serving side.

It was Ping Gu Chang Lin's service game.

After a few games, he had almost found the pattern of that move.

Habu!

Ping Gu Chang Lin pulled the tennis ball sharply, and a winding, twisted yellow light instantly passed through Shitian Tie's defense.

Boom!

A violent booming sound rang out.

"Please have both players change sides!"

Hiss—

Seeing the tennis ball fly over, Ping Gu Chang Lin's interest grew increasingly high; matches should be interesting like this.

"Ping Gu Chang Lin of Bijia Guo Zhong, 15-0!"

"Cobra!"

Swish!

The tennis ball left his palm, his arm rolled upward, the hem of his unzipped jacket swayed lightly, and his golden hair became increasingly gorgeous and eye-catching in the sunlight.

"Ping Gu Chang Lin of Bijia Guo Zhong scores, 30-0!"

Actually being able to hit such unpredictable, drifting ball paths even with a serve...

The pale yellow tennis ball rolled from behind to his feet, and Shenwei Ming's heart sank.

A yellow light fell into Shenwei Ming's service reception area instantly; after the tennis ball touched the ground, that yellow light like a Habu appeared again.

Scanning Tian Ren Zhi Hui, who was sweating profusely, he then stepped out, rushing to the landing spot of the tennis ball to pull it back; after hitting the ball, he looked at Shenwei Ming and the other with a smile.

Ping Gu Chang Lin whispered in his heart, then his racket swung sharply in silence.

Seeing Shitian Tie's strange posture, Tian Ren Zhi Hui looked up and laughed, as if he had forgotten about being scared by Ping Gu Chang earlier.

"Luckily, I'm the one on court."

"Unfortunately, I'm the one on court."

"Still haven't given up?"

The winding ball path like a cobra appeared again, but this time Shenwei Ming finally made a move.

Hiss—

Immediately, he threw the tennis ball into the sky and leaped high.

"Caught you."

However, Ping Gu Chang Lin wouldn't give Shitian Tie this kind of hope, constantly using Habu to attack this weak point of his.

As long as the Vibration Ball was blocked, Shitian Tie would lose his threat.

And at the same time, Shenwei Ming also constantly used his speed and the super-intuition brought by his wild instinct to block the Habu's offensive again and again to dismantle the fire for Shitian.

For a time, this match actually evolved into a two-person duel between Shenwei Ming and Ping Gu Chang Lin.

It was just that the overall situation was still unfavorable for Shenwei Ming and Shitian Tie.

Boom!

A straight stream of light flashed across the court; the speed of the Sonic Bullet was something Tian Ren Zhi Hui couldn't return even if he caught up.

However, long before Shenwei Ming raised his hand to hit the ball, Ping Gu Chang Lin in the front court had already retreated violently; due to the existence of the Shrinking Ground Method, he only needed one step to return to the backcourt.

The threat of the Sonic Bullet was reduced to the minimum; even if the variation of the Sonic Bullet was used, it was seen through by Ping Gu Chang Lin after taking a game.

Boom!

"Game, Ping Gu Chang Lin and Tian Ren Zhi Hui of Bijia Guo Zhong, 3-2."

"Jiecheng Senior, the match has already reached this point, can't we..."

Seeing Shenwei Ming and Shitian Tie trapped in a bitter battle, Yiwu Shen Si asked with a frown.

Hearing this, Jiecheng Wu shook his head and said: "Actually, this isn't my order, but a decision they made themselves, a decision made to defeat the opponent they must surpass..."

Following the two's gaze, the black uniforms of Shenwei Ming and Shitian Tie had long been soaked with sweat, the clothes sticking to their bodies.

From their shoulder positions, there was an obvious edge line; the two seemed to be wearing a vest-like thing, but it was as thin as an ordinary T-shirt, nothing special.

"Wearing the special weighted vest from the Ji Bu Group, wanting to win the match in front of a master like Ping Gu Chang, the difficulty is very high, and there is almost no chance..."

Changing sides to rest, Shitian Tie breathed rapidly, trying hard to recover his physical strength.

Since the joint training began, except for washing and brushing, he and Shenwei hadn't taken off this weighted vest; the purpose was that on the day they took it off, they could truly defeat the person they had always wanted to surpass.

For this goal, Jiecheng Senior specially gave them this opportunity to be willful this time.

Crack.

Squeezing with force, the bottle for replenishing water instantly dented and deformed, Shitian Tie's expression was exceptionally firm.

It was just that, no matter how slim the chance was, he wouldn't give up lightly.

"Shenwei, I'll leave it to you later," Shitian Tie said.

"Understood."

The two fists touched lightly; having been partners for so long, some things could be understood without saying.

"Match continues, please have both players return to the court!"

Bang!

A high arc fell from above the net toward the backcourt of Bijia Guo Zhong.

"Another lob, are you skinny monkey giving up on yourself?"

Anxious and irritable waiting for the ball to fall, Tian Ren Zhi Hui's expression was ugly and impatient as he hit the tennis ball back.

Bang!

Yet another high arc flew over slowly.

"Damn it, don't go too far!"

Having lost count of how many lobs he had received, Tian Ren Zhi Hui could no longer suppress his emotions, Samba steps danced out to a suitable hitting point, and he hit the tennis ball backhand.

A sharp stream of light flew back to the opposite side.

"I've been waiting for this moment."

However, even so, Shitian Tie still didn't act impulsively, suppressing the impatience in his heart; he was in the midfield position now, but the reaction time wasn't as sufficient as on the baseline.

Slap!

His footsteps stepped forward lightly, the racket in his hand sent out.

Drop shot!

Completely opposite to the previous ball path, the tennis ball flew over the net at a low altitude and landed in the front court.

Swish!

"In front of the Shrinking Ground Method, this kind of move is not going to work."

Taking one step, Ping Gu Chang Lin in the backcourt arrived in front of the net instantly, his racket already stretched under the tennis ball.

And at this moment, red hair swayed, and a figure also intercepted in front.

"Shenwei?!"

His movements paused slightly: "Very good calculation, but so what?!"

Boom!

The racket pulled upward with force, and the tennis ball crossed Shenwei Ming diagonally, being hit in the opposite direction by Ping Gu Chang.

But the next instant, his expression changed suddenly.

Because there, Shitian Tie had already set up his stance, waiting for the tennis ball to fly over.

The aura of a wild giant elephant emerged quietly, muscles bulged instantly, and his arms thickened by a circle,

"Vibration Ball Lotus!"

Boom—

The racket in his hand swung whistling on the court, slashing at the tennis ball with incomparable violence, and a terrifying spiral vibration suddenly appeared on the court.

"Tian Ren Zhi Hui, come receive the ball!!"

Ping Gu Chang Lin's pupils shrank; just from one glance, he knew he couldn't receive a hit with this kind of momentum, and the only one who had hope of returning it was Tian Ren Zhi Hui, who was equally powerful.

"Leave it to me!"

Tian Ren Zhi Hui shouted, and while Ping Gu Chang retreated violently, he rushed to the front court, holding the racket with both hands and swinging it fiercely at the tennis ball.

Whoosh~~. Pitter-patter!

Yet without any obstruction, the racket in his hand flew high into the sky, both palms trembling uncontrollably, looking at Shitian Tie with horror.

"You..."

Since the end of the previous ball, Ping Gu Chang Lin confirmed again that he absolutely must not give Shitian Tie the opportunity to execute a Vibration Ball.

However.

In order to hit a Vibration Ball again, Shenwei Ming and Shitian Tie almost gave up the backcourt, the two keeping a straight line and standing in front of the net and midfield respectively.

Shenwei Ming used his body to block the line of sight in front, attracting the opponent's attention, and tried hard to receive most of the ball paths.

Once confirmed that the ball path was suitable, he would clear the position, and Shitian Tie would seize the opportunity to hit a Vibration Ball Lotus to take the point.

Boom—

"Game, Shenwei Ming and Shitian Tie of Budongfeng Middle School, 4-4!"

It was just that this formation was undoubtedly handing the backcourt completely to Bijia Guo Zhong.

Ping Gu Chang Lin seized a flaw in the two and hit a pull shot.

Boom!

"Game, Ping Gu Chang Lin and Tian Ren Zhi Hui of Bijia Guo Zhong, 5-4!"

"Huff... huff..."

Shenwei Ming and Shitian Tie's chests heaved significantly; they had already exhausted their efforts to drag the match to now, and they had no more trump cards to display.

"Habu!"

Ping Gu Chang Lin leaped high, his eyes exceptionally sharp, pulling sharply downward at the lob hit toward Shitian Tie.

Even if it was a smash, he could hit a ball path with changes!

"Can receive it!"

Squeezing out the last bit of strength, Shenwei Ming followed his wild instinct completely, abandoning thought, aiming his racket at a certain position in the changing yellow light.

Boom!

A crisp sound, the tennis ball flew high over the net.

"Well done, you guys are really amazing, but

Big Habu!"

Ping Gu Chang Lin leaped again, his arm swinging the racket down fiercely like a long snake flicking its tail; at this moment, he had already displayed all his strength.

Boom!

If the Habu was a long snake twisting its body, then the Big Habu was a golden snake dancing wildly, exaggeratingly turning most of the space in front of the net into the range of ball path changes.

And

Even if one could see through the trajectory, such a violent spin couldn't be easily returned.

The power of this move had already reached the pinnacle below the national level.

There was no accident; whether it was Shenwei Ming or Shitian Tie, they had no way to deal with such a Big Habu.

Boom!

The tennis ball passed through the gap of the rackets they swung with all their might and hit the ground.

"Game, Ping Gu Chang Lin and Tian Ren Zhi Hui of Bijia Guo Zhong, 6-4!"

"Match over, Bijia Guo Zhong wins, score 1-1."