Thwack! Thwack!
The sound of a tennis racket hitting a tennis ball could be heard on the court.
Occasionally, someone would cry out in pain.
Qian Wei fell again and again. His face was swollen and disfigured from being struck by the tennis ball, while his opponent was casually waving his racket. His strokes looked casual, but every shot was deadly.
This was not a competition but a one-sided massacre.
Girls were squealing all around the tennis court.
"Wow, he's so cool!"
The girls were thrilled. Their eyes were turning into heart shapes.
Coach Xu stood on the spot, dumbfounded. The boy's performance on the court had stunned him over and over.
His heart was full of admiration, but at the same time, he felt bitter.
The boy's performance could simply be described as 'horrific'. The technique and strength he had displayed in the matches were world-class.
'Prodigy! He's an earth-shaking prodigy!'
Thwack!
