“Erm……” Yang Chen walked to the side of the court, and asked Mo Qianni who was in the midst of chatting with other people, “Miss Mo, how do you play tennis?”
Mo Qianni was stunned. Although she didn’t know why this man asked such a silly question, she still gave a simple explanation, “When someone knocks the ball over and after it bounces off the ground once then you may knock it back. It has to fall into the opponent’s court, if it falls out of the court, points will be deducted.”
“Oh, I understand.” Yang Chen recalled what he saw on television in the past, and had a rough understanding of how to play.
“You don’t know how to play?” Mo Qianni realized a problem, and doubtfully asked.
Yang Chen honestly replied, “I’ve never played before, but I now have a rough understanding of how to play.”
People who have played tennis are basically all very clear of this, despite how large the tennis racket is, and how much bigger the tennis ball is in comparison to ping pong, the truth is that in this court that doesn’t seem very large, trying to hit a ball that bounces off the ground isn’t a simple matter at all.
Many beginners who try tennis for the first time would feel the same thing, which is how they obviously see the ball in front of their eyes, yet they’re unable to hit it no matter how they try. As for scoring a point with a counter, it was even more difficult.
Under the watchful gazes of the bunch who were expecting a good show, Yang Chen swaggered over with a cigarette in his mouth and racket in hand onto the court, then spoke to Zhou Dongcheng on the other side, “Bring it, I’ll play a few shots with you.”
At the sides of the court, many people understood what he was referencing and displayed queer expressions. Even Mo Qianni blushed a little. This fella always speaks so crudely.
Yet Zhou Dongcheng just warmly smiled, tossed up the ball, and performed a serve! His movements weren’t considered perfect, but his jump and swing looked very graceful.
The ball streaked across with an arc, went over the net, fell onto the ground on Yang Chen’s side of the court and bounced up at an oblique angle!
Yang Chen was already standing at where the ball bounced up from. As he was holding on to the cigarette with his right hand, he very naturally held the racket in his left, and casually swung it at the ball!
“Bang!!” The collision between the ball and the racket created a loud crashing sound!
Under everybody’s astonished gaze, after the ball flew past the net, it continued to fly out of the court!
Like a missile fired towards outer space, it flew in a diagonal line, going past another thirty meters or so, even flying past the ten meter tall wire fencing, then began to fall towards the parking lot outside the court.
Several ladies cried out in alarm, was this a ball hit by someone using his left hand!?
Even if it hit on target, and was swung out of the court, that would be acceptable. But this man just casually swung it with his left hand, and it actually flew way over the wire netting!
Even if a comfortably shaped stone with a perfect weight was given to the them, none of them would dare say they could easily toss it over this wire netting!
Seeing everybody including Zhou Dongcheng’s reactions in his the surroundings, Yang Chen realized that he had used too much strength. Actually he didn’t really use too much strength, he just underestimated the way the tennis ball would react to the tennis racket.
Yang Chen awkwardly smiled and tapped away the ash on his cigarette, then said, “My apologies, this ball is rather bouncy, I’ll go pick up the ball after finishing the game.”
The others stiffly smiled, then oddly looked at Yang Chen’s arm which had muscles that didn’t seem that developed. If someone actually gets punched by that fist, that someone would probably lose their life.
“Mr. Yang truly has godly strength.” Zhou Dongcheng was someone who had seen the world, and he also had prior knowledge of Yang Chen possessing abnormal strength, so he managed to quickly regain his calm. Zhou Dongcheng retrieved a new ball from his attendant and said, “Let’s continue then.”
This time Yang Chen didn’t use that much strength, he just calculated how much strength was needed to send to ball to the opposite side of the court, as for the angle and speed, he didn’t really care about that, the trajectory of the tennis ball was simply like a crawling tortoise in Yang Chen’s eyes, it didn’t give him the slightest amount of pressure.
Everybody watched Yang Chen slowly walking on the court, and every time he stopped right at where the ball would bounce at, then he would return it with a casual one-arm swing. The ball would always fall at where Zhou Dongcheng stood, there wasn’t much movement needed for Zhou Dongcheng to receive the ball.
In everybody’s eyes, Yan