The City’s Almighty System Chapter 897: Tai Chi

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Chapter 897 Tai Chi

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

"I feel so..."

"I'm going, Xia Ming has a fever, right? Why are you playing Tai Chi? It's a match at this time. He is playing Mao Tai Chi."

"Who knows, when you play Tai Chi during the game, there is nothing special about it."

"It's over, I'm going to win this time."

"Xia Ming...Don't give up, we are all supporting you, you must not give up." At this moment someone suddenly shouted.

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

"Xia Ming can do him, I can give you monkeys."

"..."

When everyone saw Xia Ming's actions, they were all excited. Xia Ming is playing Tai Chi at this time. How can he win? So many people are screaming crazy.

On the other hand, the foreigners are a little curious.

"What is he doing?"

"No, I don't know, I always feel that he is doing sports."

"Doing sports? Do you still want to do sports while playing ball?"

"Not very clear."

"I feel like this is Chinese Kung Fu."

"Chinese Kungfu? Is it the kind of Chinese Kungfu that can play ten?"

"Yes, that's the kind!"

"But his movements are too slow..."

"In Huaxia's words, it should have reached the state where there is no way to win, right?"

"..."

Xia Ming's hand directly confuses foreigners, and they don't know what Xia Ming is doing.

But...

In this arena, Xia Ming and Lin Langyao looked at each other. At this time, Lin Lang felt a very special feeling in Xia Ming's body. This special feeling made Lin Lang a little surprised.

I don't know why, even if I use the world without the ball, I feel the pressure.

Thinking of this, Lin Lang took a deep breath.

"Drink..."

At this time, Lin Lang didn't hesitate anymore, the left-handed ball quickly ran up and tossed. As Lin Lang tossed it, countless people looked at the tennis ball directly.

It finally started... This made them feel a little excited.

However, in the next moment, when Lin Lang was holding a tennis racket and batted the ball viciously, the people present were surprised to find that Lin Lang came to a corner and then dropped the ball. Hit it out fiercely.

Moreover, this position is quite tricky.

Because the tennis ball fell on the ground after crossing the net, and then bounced towards Xia Ming's right next to him.

This scene caused waves of exclaims.

"Xia Ming, be careful."

"Xia Ming, the ball is on the right..."

Countless people are madly reminding Xia Ming, Xia Ming is in the middle, logically speaking, he can react, but I don’t know why, the speed of this ball is very fast, so everyone even just finished talking, come To the right of Xia Ming.

But at this moment...

Xia Ming carefully waved the racket in this hand, and the next moment, the ball flew towards Xia Ming strangely.

"Boom!"

Xia Ming hit the ball quickly with a strong force. The sudden situation caused countless people to exclaim.

"This...what is going on?"

"I went, why the ball suddenly flew towards Xia Ming."

"Yeah, I obviously saw the tennis ball flying towards Xia Ming's right, but why suddenly it ran to Xia Ming's right? This...this is really incredible."

"Isn't it haunted?"

"Go to your uncle, haunted? You told me to be haunted in this big day? And here is the China Olympic Games, I don't know how upright there is, tell me to be haunted..."

"Shabi, don't talk, watch the game..."

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

This is shock, it is shock.

The ball he just made was indeed rushing towards Xia Ming’s right. Logically speaking, the extent of the bounce should be very small. In this case, he can directly win this ball.

But I don't know why. He felt that Xia Ming had suction power at the time, so he sucked the tennis ball directly.

This ruined his plan.

However, Lin Lang was not depressed either, still staring solemnly at the flying ball.

"Drink..."

With Lin Lang's roar, he hit the ball in a strange way again. Lin Lang played the ball as if he was playing teleport, the speed was very fast.

Obviously the ball came in the middle, but when he hit it out, the position of the ball changed to another direction. This scene is really weird.

However, Xia Ming used both hands and feet at this time, and the ball came to Xia Ming again inexplicably, and then Xia Ming slapped it out.

So you come and me, for a time, no one can help anyone.

This made Ryoma and their faces shake.

"This...what the **** is going on? How did he do it?"

"Actually, I want to ask that too? Why do all the **** come back to him?"

"It's like having a suction on him, no matter where the ball is, it will eventually return to him."

"If this is the case, it would be terrible."

"His...this is the real game, it's terrible."

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

And Lin Lang was also crazy about slapping the ball, trying to beat Xia Ming back. However, he played a lot of positions, no matter how tricky the position, no matter what means, this Xia Ming, As if possessing suction power, the ball ran to his side inexplicably and was hit by him.

As time went on, this made Lin Lang panting, because his use of this move without the ball in this world required a lot of his strength.

The more you go back, the more strength it consumes, and gradually he can't hold it anymore.

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

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

"Ah..."

At this moment, Lin Lang suddenly roared, which shocked everyone around him. Many people all looked at Lin Lang in unison, wanting to see clearly. What exactly is Lin Lang going to do.

Suddenly, after the ball was hit, it spun quickly.

In this ball, there is a strong force, that kind of force, if it is hit by this bone, even the bone will be interrupted.

When he finished playing the ball, Lin Lang immediately knelt on the ground, panting for breath, the sweat also flowed down his cheeks...

Drop on the ground!

And he is staring at the ball.