Stray Chapter 210: The Cruel Angel’s Action Plan (Fog
“…pretend to be a ghost.”
Miura Yuko pouted, turned around and picked up the tennis ball: "I don't believe you can really block them all, even if you can, when you're not strong enough..."
"As it happens, I think so too."
Xia Ran has an expression that heroes see the same way.
"Hey! Let me tell you, do you have any sense of proportion... If it really doesn't work, let's just give up, there's nothing to be ashamed of." Yukinoshita was obviously a little uneasy, and pulled it directly from the side. He leaned his sleeves close to his ear and asked in a low voice.
Her face was in front of her eyes, and she could smell the fragrance on her body. Xia Ran subconsciously took a small step back, turned her face away, and replied quickly:
"That... measure? Of course I have it, don't worry, I won't kill those two people with a sonic ball..."
There is no doubt about this question at all, he is definitely a very measured person, just playing tennis, he will never kill him.
"Really? That's good... do you think I'd say that? Who told you this!"
Yukioshita sighed as if surrendering, and looked at the opposite side—
"There are two people on the other side, you are still blindfolded, even if you can listen to the sound, you will be exhausted..."
"Hmph, Hayato, you don't have to intervene, I'll do it myself..." Miura Yukiko snorted coldly, and said with a mockery of what Xia Ran had said before, "After all, it takes two people to bully a blind man together. It's really hard to compliment..."
Although his attitude is very bad, he is really a simple fool.
Hayama Hayato smiled wryly again, glanced apologetically here, and then withdrew to the side of the court with his racket. Yukinoshita frowned, hesitated for a moment, but did the same.
Next, Yumiko Miura didn't waste any time, she just threw the ball up and prepared to serve with a very ugly face.
To tell the truth, she is really in a bad mood. She always feels that this time she has been defeated from start to finish. Although it seems that she has won the final victory now, she was dragged down by two people. Yukinoshita Yukino's stamina bar was the result.
Before this, she and Hayato Hayama were the result of being unilaterally suppressed and beaten...
And after Yukinoshita was unable to participate in the battle, the only thing left on the opposite side was a nasty ghost who seemed to have a problem with his eyes. Although it seemed equally unreasonable, it seemed that he could judge the trajectory of a tennis ball just by listening to the sound, and it was accurate. to respond.
Plus this guy seems to know the layout of the tennis court like the back of his hand, and still has a terrifying grasp of distance and direction, so he can move around blindfolded.
But that doesn't change the sad fact that she's playing tennis against a blindfolded guy, and the whole scene looks like she's filming some kind of Guinness World Records challenge.
Even if she wins, she won't win, which makes Miura Yuiko feel extremely embarrassed, but if she just leaves, she will still be extremely embarrassed... It seems that no matter what, she is still very embarrassed today. There was no joy in pulling back a game from Yukinoshita, except for being suffocated.
So, let's end this farce as soon as possible!
Under the swing of the racket, the tennis ball swayed a trail like an afterimage, pressing straight towards the boundary line on the edge of the court. Yuko Miura's technical skills were good, and she was always able to control the ball's landing just right. .
It's just that Xia Ran had already expected three steps and two steps, so he moved over, and with a forceful swing, the tennis ball was cut back very beautifully!
“…!!”
Although it is not as exaggerated as the Sonic Ball, it is also very powerful and very fast. Miura Yumiko almost flew out and almost didn't catch up. It was dangerous and dangerous to hand it out at the last moment After picking up the racket, Kankan hit the ball back.
Then, she glared at the boy opposite her angrily and annoyed: "Do you want a quick solution? It's a pity, this won't work, you can only drain your stamina faster... "
"You don't have to worry about that, Miura-san." Xia Ran smiled slightly, and swiped the tennis ball just in front of him very beautifully!
"Shut up! What is it? It's not Miura!" The girl instinctively blurted out and refuted fiercely!
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"Okay, what classmate San..." Xia Ran was stunned for a moment, then smiled and changed her mind.
The scene suddenly became silent for a while, and everyone had strange expressions on their faces. Even Hayato Hayama seemed to be holding back his laughter. He could only turn his face away so that Miura could not see his expression, but his shoulders were is constantly shaking.
"Hahahaha..."
I don't know who in the crowd was the first to let out the uncontrollable laughter, so the people around couldn't help it, as if they were infected, and the giggling laughter echoed throughout the tennis court.
—The scene was filled with a cheerful air.
"Death to me—!!"
Yumiko Miura's expression became particularly terrifying, like a ghost, she gritted her teeth grimly and let out such a sentence.
However, the dream is beautiful and the reality is cruel. Even if she bursts out with a strong fighting force under the drive of anger, it cannot prevent the rhythm of the field from falling into someone's control.
Back and forth, after playing more than a dozen balls, Miura Yuko suddenly discovered a shocking fact——
The opponent has always stood in the center of the opposite field, but he has to do his best to run back and forth...
Every ball you hit will come right back in front of the opponent, and the opponent can easily swing back by raising his arm, and every ball played by the opponent is extremely tricky.
He seems to have the right speed and angle, always hitting the tennis ball to a specific position, forcing himself to only be able to catch up, and it is too late to exert any control over the ball except to swing back.
In addition, Xia Ran seems to be deliberately controlling the direction of the ball's rotation. For example, when Yuiko Miura is on the right, he will cut the ball to the far left. Because Miura Yuko could only just swing the racket to hit the ball back even if she caught up, and couldn't do anything more. The ball's spin was still to the left, so she just came back to Xia Ran again.
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The surrounding crowd gradually quieted down, and I don't know how many people's eyes widened, as if they saw an incredible scene.
It's not that some people don't know how to play tennis, so they also know that if the control is strong enough, when practicing against the wall, a person can indeed accurately control the rebound of each ball on his own feet. side.
But that was against the wall, and now in front of their eyes, it seemed that a certain ruthless man was hitting the opposite person as a wall.
After controlling the rhythm, I completely planned the speed, strength, rotation, and landing of the tennis ball, forcing the opponent to catch it every time, return the ball according to a certain line, and then enter this kind of Repeated reading.
And if you are unable to interrupt the repetition, you will be controlled to death by such a set... One person can stand in the middle, raise his arm and wave the pat, while the other has to run back and forth all over the field, exhausted, and the other will be eliminated. Everyone knows what the outcome will be.
But...
Let's not say this kind of thing is practical, even in theory, they haven't thought about it at all. Is it really possible? What a superb control ability this requires, and how many things must be calculated at the same time!
Many people suddenly began to doubt life. They lowered their heads and looked at their hands, wondering if they had lost a few hands, and also wondered if their brains were not well developed...
Are geniuses so unreasonable? Although it's not that they haven't watched some talent shows and other programs, they have heard of many god-like cattle. What a magician who pulled a 189-ton plane and successfully completed a 44-day hunger strike...
It seems that compared to these more intuitive madmen who challenge the limits of the human body, what is happening in front of them is more emotionally acceptable, but those things are always far away from them, and what is happening in front of them is the most real.
Well, wait, it seems that this person said something about "the strength of the star player" or "the field of the star player"?
Also, I seem to have heard the saying "Interstellar players don't need vision" before... Looking at this blindfolded performance, many people suddenly realized that they seemed to understand something.
Perhaps this is a skill developed specifically in this way?
Maybe you and others have found the right way to exercise, or can do something like this?
These people have sparkling eyes and clenched fists. They seem to have made a decision in the dark. They look at the calm figure on the field, hoping that one day they will be able to make such a show.
For many people, being strong or weak is only temporary, but being handsome is a lifetime event, and now Xia Ran has shown them what it means to be handsome and strong, and they simply cannot refuse.
Well, no matter what, the unilateral suppression on the court continued, and Miura Yuko was so exhausted that she even began to wonder whether she was here to play tennis or run a marathon.
Time passes by every minute and second...
My body is getting heavier and heavier, my legs seem to be filled with lead, and my arms are so sore that they feel sore when they wave...
However, even though she ran slower and slower, and even had no strength to speak ruthlessly, her unyielding character still refused to stop.
A few minutes later, Miura Yumiko was sweating profusely, and her face was even paler than Yukinoshita, as if she had exhausted all her physical strength in the back and forth running.
The next moment, I saw another ball flying over, but this time it seemed that it was no longer the kind that hit a far corner and made her need to fly over to catch the ball, but was thrown high, along a simple path. The parabola flew over...
Almost unable to think, she instinctively felt that she had finally seized the opportunity.
She raised her head and stepped back, she raised her head and stared at the tennis ball in the sky, and then...the sun shook her eyes...
She closed her eyes subconsciously, she felt her body lose her balance, a dizziness surged to her forehead, and she staggered back.
"Yumiko!"
Besides, Ye Shan dropped the racket and rushed over at the fastest speed. At the last moment, only a muffled sound was heard, and the figures of the two disappeared into the sand and dust.
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The scene fell into a brief silence.
The tennis ball fell and bounced high, repeating this several times, but no one paid attention to it, everyone's eyes were fixed on the two figures hugging each other on the ground, Miura huddled in Hayama's arms, He shrank up and grabbed the front of Hayama's shirt.
Ya Shan breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled as if comforting a child and reached out to stroke her head, making her face even redder.
After a few seconds of silence, the surrounding crowd cheered loudly and applauded loudly.
"Ye Shan is so handsome!"
"Together! Together!"
Immediately afterwards, they swarmed up together and surrounded the two of them. While cheering, they threw them up involuntarily and left in the direction of the school building. Others rushed up and cheered around Xia Ran.
Just in time, the bell for the end of the lunch break rang and spread throughout the campus, and they all receded one after another like a tide, leaving only the empty tennis court and the people from the service department.
It's really in a hurry to come and go, and a group of people are inexplicable when they come, and they are also confused when they go...
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"Wait, wait, why are you leaving? What the **** are they doing here?"
Although the scene just now was a situation that Xia Ran deliberately created, but seeing this development, he was also very speechless, holding a pen in one hand and a racket in the other.
What happened just now happened too fast, and he couldn't react... Who is going to tell him what this group of rabble are doing?
"Who knows, I don't know much about the ecology of anthropoids..." Yukinoshita said in a cold and dull tone, "By the way, do they count as losing the game and winning their lives? We have become foils in idol dramas."
Then, she looked at the calm Xia Ran, frowning lightly: "Also, how did you do that kind of thing just now?"
"Simple geometry..." Xia Ran perfunctory Yukinoshita with a sincere expression, changing the subject by the way, "And the lunch break is over, don't you plan to change clothes back with Yubihama?"
"That's right..." The girl was reminded by him, looked down at her, and looked a little unnatural, "Wearing Yubihama's clothes, I always feel a little awkward."
"It's normal. The same is true for Yubihama-san. She was strangled to the point where she couldn't breathe... Let's put an end to this cruel fate as soon as possible." Xia Ran said casually.
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The few people around had just gathered around, and then silently retreated. Among them, Yubihama Yui covered her chest with reddened cheeks.
"Put a stop to cruel fate? Well... if you ask for it."
Xueshita, whose body was trembling slightly, finally came back to her senses, but she looked at Xia Ran with a smile that was so gentle that she couldn't help it, but the horror was that her eyes were not smiling at all—
"Death, in a sense, is a rest."