Living in an apartment: Only children make choices.

After all, the novice that a genius talks about is definitely different from the novice that an ordinary person talks about.

Just as Master Yi said, a true master must always have the heart of a student.

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Soon, the match between Lin Yun and Zhuge Dali began.

Zhuge Dali strode with light steps, swinging her racket with a flourish.

On the other hand, Lin Yun adopted a defensive strategy, focusing on participation.

Zhuge Dali's hitting power is not great, and her speed is also average.

However, her angle was so tricky that Lin Yun had to move his feet to receive her serve.

However, as time went on, fine beads of sweat appeared on the forehead of Zhuge Dali, who had been hitting the ball and dribbling past people.

As her stamina waned, her shots became increasingly inadequate.

After realizing this, Lin Yun deliberately created an opening and hit the shuttlecock into the net.

Upon seeing the score, Zhuge Dali bent over on the spot, resting her hands on her knees and panting heavily.

Lin Yun inquired.

"Lili, are you alright?"

"Would you like to rest for a while?"

Zhuge Dali raised her head, glanced at Lin Yun across from her who was still clean and not greasy, and couldn't help but purse her lips.

I was clearly the one who had to do the least work, yet I ended up looking like this exhausted.

It seems I need to increase my physical activity.

Lin Yun said with a smile.

"Lili, if you don't want to rest, we can try a different sport."

"Anyway, this venue has quite a lot of things, so we can switch to a less strenuous one..."

Zhuge Dali took a deep breath, raised her head, and said.

"Okay, let's play then..."

"tennis!"

Lin Yun nodded and said.

"Tennis is great, tennis..."

"Is there a difference?!" the beggar exclaimed.

Chapter 406 Tennis Match (Please Subscribe!)

Looking at Zhuge Dali, who was holding a tennis racket and ready for battle.

Lin Yun asked curiously.

"Lili, are you good at fighting?"

Zhuge Dali nodded and said.

"I would consider myself an expert in tennis."

Lin Yun said calmly.

"You have to give way to me, after all, I only know a little bit about this myself."

Upon hearing Lin Yun's words, Zhuge Dali's face darkened. The next moment, the tennis ball was thrown into the air and flew towards Lin Yun with a bang.

Lin Yun dodged with a moon step and swung his racket to return the attack.

Zhuge Dali is indeed very accomplished in tennis, probably comparable to the athletic Hu Yifei.

Before Zhuge Dali runs out of energy, the two will fight to a standstill.

But don't forget, Hu Yifei herself didn't dare to play tennis with Lin Yun at all, because she was afraid that Lin Yun would hurt her self-esteem.

"Zhu 660" Ge Dali said as he swung his racket.

"Lin Yun, stop playing defense all the time, can you start attacking?"

Lin Yun said with a smile.

"Lili, have you ever watched The Prince of Tennis?"

Zhuge Dali asked breathlessly.

"I've seen it, so what..."

During the conversation, Zhuge Dali lost a point.

Lin Yun extended his hand and said.

"Come on, throw the ball to me, and I'll show you a little bit of my skills."

Zhuge Dali paused for a moment, then gently tossed the tennis ball over.

Lin Yun squeezed the tennis ball in his hand and said with a smile.

"Lili, catch the ball!"

The next moment, Lin Yun tossed the ball high into the air, swung his racket, and hit it, sending the tennis ball flying at high speed toward the other side.

Just as the ball bounced off the ground, Zhuge Dali was about to catch it when, unexpectedly, the tennis ball did not follow the trajectory she expected, but instead grazed the top of her racket.

Zhuge Dali stared wide-eyed as she spoke.

"Is this... an outside spin serve?"

Lin Yun said with a smile.

"It does look like an outside spin serve, but I've made a slight modification."

Zhuge Dali picked up his racket and tossed the ball over.

"Lin Yun, let's continue!"

Lin Yun went to area number two to serve.

"Lili, watch carefully!"

The next moment, Lin Yun tossed the ball again, swung his racket, and hit the ball.

As for the result, it was naturally the same as before; Zhuge Dali still failed to receive the ball.

However, after this, Zhuge Dali did not throw the ball back, but stood in the service area and looked at Lin Yun seriously.

Lin Yun straightened his posture, indicating that he was ready.

The next moment, Zhuge Dali tossed the tennis ball up, swung her racket, and hit the ball.

But! Her movements were exactly the same as Lin Yun's just now!

After the tennis ball touched the ground, Lin Yun also experienced the feeling of facing an outside spin serve.

The next moment, Lin Yun forcibly changed his trajectory and steadily returned the tennis ball.

Instead of catching the ball, Zhuge Dali asked happily.

"Lin Yun, how was my serve just now?"

Lin Yun said with a smile.

"Lili, so you can do this trick too?"

Zhuge Dali shook his head and said.

"I really didn't know how to do it before."

"But I just watched your power exertion movements carefully and reconstructed them after analysis."

Lin Yun said with some surprise.

"You can imitate it just by looking at it once?"

Zhuge Dali shook his head and said.

"Of course it wasn't just one glance, it was two."

Upon hearing what Zhuge Dali said, Lin Yun's playful side emerged.

"Lili, come and see if you can learn this move!"

"Behold my swallow returning to its nest!!"

Twenty minutes later, Zhuge Dali, drenched in sweat, arrived at the rest area.

In those twenty minutes, she witnessed Lin Yun use more than a dozen moves from The Prince of Tennis.

Lin Yun also witnessed firsthand that Zhuge Dali had stolen all of his moves.

Lin Yun handed a bottle of sports drink to Zhuge Dali.

"Lili, you have such a strong learning ability, why didn't you practice by watching anime before?"

Zhuge Dali spoke with reason and evidence.

"Whether it's anime or comics, they all violate certain principles of human biomechanics."

"But all those fancy tricks you used today..."

Lin Yun asked curiously.

"What?"

Zhuge Dali continued.

"They're all perfect, so it's easy for me to mimic the way I generate power and hit the ball."

Lin Yun reached out and ruffled Zhuge Dali's hair.

"Well, so the credit is mine after all!"

Zhuge Dali had a speechless expression. No matter how much time had passed, Lin Yun still maintained his narcissistic habit.