Chapter 674: The Source of the Sound

Zheng Qian was almost choked to death by his own saliva by Duan Qiran's words!

"Half a year..."

He sighed, patted Duan Qiran on the shoulder helplessly, and said, "Half a year? May I interview you on what you were thinking? Making someone have diarrhea for half a year? Why don't you make it two and a half years? Why not just kill him instead?"

"Two and a half years? Boss, are you serious?" Duan Qiran looked at Zheng Qian blankly, speaking hesitantly, before a flash of ferocity suddenly crossed his eyes. He stood up with a sinister smile, "Kill him? That's not impossible either. I'll drag him out right now."

Seeing that Duan Qiran was about to rush down, Zheng Qian hurriedly grabbed his hand.

It's over, this kid is hopeless.

He wasn't like this before. Could it be that practicing martial arts has made him stupid?

Perhaps it was because Duan Qiran had indeed used too much medicine, and it had already started to take effect.

Just a moment ago during the break, the girl's male teammate had gulped down several large mouthfuls of water.

As he chugged it down, accompanied by intense physical activity, he only felt his lower abdomen churning violently.

He was perfectly fine earlier, so why did he suddenly want to become a jet engine?

Zheng Qian silently prayed for this young man in his heart.

It turned out that this silly kid Duan Qiran, when ordered to use strong medicine, hadn't been told to use a dose strong enough to take down an elephant. Seriously... if anything untoward happened, the worst case was that he would just guarantee him an iron rice bowl for the rest of his life; at least he wouldn't starve.

Hmm, he could just come to Qianlu Group and work as a security guard, or work the night shift in the guard room.

He's so handsome, what a pity, having to live in the bathroom for half a year.

And later, when it was time for him to show off, there would be one less audience member.

As the match progressed, Ivy already felt that something was wrong with him.

After failing to return a very simple sideline ball, she finally couldn't help it, frowned, walked over, and said, "Hey, Levin, what's wrong with you?"

Levin was covered in sweat, unable to voice his suffering.

In front of such a great beauty, admitting he wanted to become a jet engine felt a bit embarrassing.

Levin pretended to be relaxed and answered with a smile, "No, nothing, I just almost slipped just now."

Their opponents were a man and woman from Kyushu.

The boy tossed his flowing hair, the corners of his mouth curling up, "Miss Ivy, don't forget our bet. This is a best-of-five series, and we've already won two games in a row; now it's match point. If you lose, you have to go on a date with me."

Ivy's brows furrowed even deeper; clearly, she had no good feelings toward this person.

She was just annoyed by his tiresome pursuit.

That was why she had proposed this tennis match.

Her teammate was actually quite skilled; he was a fellow countryman she had met at an event. He also liked Ivy very much and had launched a very intense pursuit, but unfortunately, the answer he always received in the end was, "You're a good person."

Upon learning of Ivy's bet with this guy, he naturally demanded to duel his love rival.

Even knowing that even if he won, he couldn't capture Ivy's heart.

"Yang Mu, don't speak too soon! It's only 30:15 right now, we still have a chance!" After saying this, Ivy bit her silver teeth tightly and whispered to the man, "Hey, listen, if you help me win, I... I'll take you off my blacklist, how about that? That way you won't have to apply for new WeChat alt accounts every day."

Upon hearing this, the man immediately became excited.

He suddenly raised his arms and cheered, as if he had won the whole world.

He was so excited he couldn't control himself, his voice even began to tremble, as if he had heard the most incredible thing. Unable to hide the incomparable joy in his heart, he stared nervously at Ivy and said, "Y-y-y-you, are you telling the truth?"

Ivy nodded seriously.

He closed his eyes tightly, then suddenly opened them.

He suddenly raised his tennis racket, pointing it from afar at Yang Mu on the other side. At this moment, his fighting spirit was boiling, and he said spiritedly, "Brat, you're a whole universe away from pursuing Ivy. Today, I will make you suffer a crushing defeat!"

"Go for it!" Ivy cheered him on at the right moment.

"You... you actually used such a cute expression... to say 'go for it' to me..." Seeing Ivy clenching her pink fists in encouragement, two lines of clear tears slid down the man's cheeks. At this moment, his fighting will was completely maxed out.

Hmm? This aura... Could it be that he is about to break through? He actually chose to break through during the battle? Does he want to challenge someone of a higher level?

But based on his current cultivation, I'm afraid he's simply no match for me. Heh, I hired a professional tennis player at a high price to be my partner; how can you fight that? Do you think you're the protagonist in a novel, always able to successfully challenge those stronger than you?

Yang Mu sneered repeatedly in his heart; he didn't take the man's performance seriously at all.

"Ha! If you want to fight, then come fight!" The man gripped his tennis racket, and the clothes on his body seemed to move without wind.

At this moment, he felt as if a deity had possessed him. The discomfort in his stomach just now was just a precursor to his breakthrough.

Once he could overcome his shackles, his strength would rise to a new level. He could also see that the girl on the other side was strong, but now he believed he could sweep the world tennis scene. If it weren't for Ivy, he would even want to go participate in the upcoming Australian Open right now.

This feeling was too wonderful.

"The match continues." After receiving confirmation from both sides, the referee announced that the match would continue.

This club was actually quite professional; not only did it have a head referee, but it even had line judges, and they were all individuals with professional qualifications from the Kyushu Tennis Coaches Association.

They were also clicking their tongues in wonder, not expecting that among these rich people, there were actually some with such decent skills.

Yang Mu's partner was very strong, and Yang Mu himself was also very impressive. He had the ability to play professional matches, but had never participated in domestic high-end competitions. It seems he just treated playing tennis as a hobby.

Just as a hobby, he had reached a realm that many people in the country could never reach in their entire lives; the amusements of the rich were truly beyond their imagination.

Although Ivy was also quite good, there was clearly a significant gap between her and the opponent.

Unless her male teammate could have an explosive performance.

"Take this!"

Yang Mu tossed the ball high, his entire posture very fluid and good-looking, just like a textbook movement. When the ball reached its highest point, he swung his racket violently, a massive blast!

[Bang—!]

The ball flew at extreme speed, smashing straight towards that person's baseline corner.

"Hmph—!"

At this moment, the man's fighting spirit was at its peak. With Ivy's encouragement just now, he felt he could completely tear apart Djokovic, Carlos Casillas, Nadal, and even Federer in his prime, or even Ryoma Echizen!

[Bang—!] [Bang—!]

After two loud bangs, he suddenly exerted force with both arms and actually hit this ball that was originally impossible to return!

He succeeded!

Ivy almost cried tears of joy!

The ball speed was extremely fast; the two people on the other side didn't even react! It landed, point!

But...

Yang Mu shouted, "Referee! Something was wrong just now, you heard it too, right? It made two sounds! He hit it twice! Foul! This point cannot count!"

Yes, indeed, two sounds were heard just now.

Many people present heard it, and even Ivy was too embarrassed to argue.

"No way! I know my touch too well; I only hit it once! If it was a double hit, the ball's trajectory would definitely have changed!" the man shouted excitedly.

But when Ivy subconsciously looked at the man, she almost vomited on the spot; she finally knew the source of the sound!

Oh my god, can you believe this!!!