"Hey! Changfeng! You're Ye ZhangFeng from the same class, aren't you? Are you going to join the tennis club?”A guy with a buzz cut followed up and patted Ye ZhangFeng's shoulder.
"F * ck, who is this kid? Are you very familiar with him? Homo!" Ye ZhangFeng said unhappily.
"Who are you?"
"As for me, my name is Satoshi Horio. Didn't I say it when I introduced myself just now? Don't look at me like this. I'm very good. I've been playing tennis for two years and even went to a tennis school. It's not a dream to become the main candidate for the youth tennis club!”Horio pointed at himself with a smug look.
"F * ck, this guy is Horio of the new trio. Why is he bothering me instead of bothering Ryuuma Echizen? How depressing!" Ye ZhangFeng didn't want to pay attention to Ku Wei, so he directly left.
"Eh, Changfeng, wait for me!" I really can't get rid of Horio, this follower!
Finally, they arrived at the Qingxue tennis club." Mm, not bad, not bad!”Ye ZhangFeng was quite satisfied with the tennis facilities of Qing Xue. Compared to some famous universities before he transmigrated, it was much better.
"Wow, as expected of Qing Xue. The equipment is really good!”Horio shouted," Changfeng, let's go register first!”
"This kid is so annoying. Can the system photoshop him?”Ye ZhangFeng thought.
The System replied," You don't have enough points. You need ** points!”
F * ck you, photoshopped a minor character. Do you have to go to such lengths, System! Ye ZhangFeng ridiculed.
"No, today, the third and second grade school teams are going out for a competition, so the official registration is tomorrow! The first graders have all gone back!" A young man in a white shirt and shorts with thin arms and legs interrupted.
"Tsk, how can this be! How disappointing!" Horio looked disappointed.
"Do you want to join our tennis club?”Two more people walked over.
"Hello, senior!" The three of them said in unison. Ye ZhangFeng didn't pay attention to them.
"I'm Mizuno Katsuo from the first year!”The young man with the monk head said.
"I'm Katsuro Kato from the first year!”The youngster with the watermelon hair said.
"I'm Satoshi Horio, a first-year student. It's my honor to be able to join the Qingxue tennis club!”Horio said flatteringly.
"Very good, very good. Hey, kid over there, what's your name?”the pockmarked man asked.
Ye ZhangFeng turned his face away, directly treating the two as air.[Motherf * cker, these two cameos are so stupid. I don't want to talk to you.]
Seeing Ye ZhangFeng ignoring him, the pockmarked face became angry." You…I'm your senior, didn't you hear?”
"Forget it!" Another person patted the pockmarked face, then turned to the three freshmen and said," Actually, we have a very interesting game. Do you want to come?”
"Yes! Do you want to come?" The pockmarked man smiled slyly.
"Alright, alright!" The three freshmen, oh, no, it should be the three idiots, were relieved to see that their senior was not angry.
"Three idiots!" Ye ZhangFeng thought to himself,"Forget it. I have nothing to do anyway. I'll just watch them play." Perhaps they could watch the competition of Echizen Ryuma later!”
When they arrived at the tennis court, the pockmarked man took out a can and placed it on the opposite side." The rules are very simple. As long as you can hit this can within 10 balls from the opposite side, you will receive a prize of 10,000 yuan. If they signed up, it would be 200 yuan per person. Do you want to play?"
"He said 10,000 yuan, and the registration is only 200 yuan. Let's play!”Horio was eager to try, and the three of them also found it interesting.
"Senior, we want to play!" The three freshmen said in unison.
Pa! He missed! Pa! He still didn't hit! Twenty balls in a row.
In the end, the first two rookies, who had never played tennis before, did not even touch a hair.
One of Hori's balls grazed the side a little, but there were stones in the jar, so it did not fall.
"Sigh, you failed. Here you go, 200 yuan for the registration fee!”The three freshmen each took out a 200 yuan coin and said.
"Tsk, you guys must be mistaken. One ball costs 500 yuan, and the registration fee is 200 yuan. So everyone gets 5200 yuan!”The pockmarked man said seriously.
"What? Senior, you're so cunning. We don't have that much money!”The three freshmen expressed their anger.
"Hey, you guys over there, don't just stand there and watch a joke. Come and try!”The pockmarked face was still not satisfied.
Ding! The system notification sounded.
[Random Mission: Save the Minor Actor]
[Mission Level: White Mission (Missions are divided into white, green, blue, purple, orange, legendary, and epic missions. Is there a huge difference between each level?]
[Failure penalty: None]
[Reward for success: 2000 points]
[Mission evaluation: There is true love in the world, true love in the world!] Minor actors also have dignity. Please save them and become the messengers of justice!
What messenger of justice? The system is too much. But for the sake of 2000 points, I'll help these three poor bastards. Who asked me to be the messenger of justice!
"Alright!" Ye ZhangFeng sneered, taking out a blue tennis racket from his tennis bag.
Ye ZhangFeng instantly focused his attention, gathering all his spirit power on the tennis ball.
The tennis ball turned into a fireball and flew toward the jar.
It was an accurate hit, just like a guided missile. The huge power caused the can to be smashed flat. The small stones inside could not withstand the rapid compression of space for a short period of time and all exploded, shooting towards the pockmarked man and the other man like bullets.
"It's dangerous!" The three freshmen exclaimed.
If such a fast stone hit them, they would at least be disfigured, or even have a concussion. Ye Zhang Feng didn't expect that the power of the Soul Shot would have such an effect. They could only blame themselves for what they had brought upon themselves.
Ah! The two of them shouted loudly, but they were actually fine. A tennis racket blocked the flying stones in time.
It was Tao Chengwu!
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