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  "Li Xiaobai, are you okay?"

  "Li Xiaobai, are you okay?"

  "Hey, you didn't die, did you?"

  ……

  A crowd of people surrounded Li Xiaobai, chattering and talking about all sorts of things.

  Song Ke Xin even grabbed Li Xiao Bai's right arm with both hands, wanting to pull him up.

  "Ah...... don't touch me......"

  Just now when I fell, my right arm became a cushion for my chest and was pressed underneath. At this time, it was touched by Song Kexin, and the body suddenly felt like it had broken down, both numb and painful. Li Xiaobai suspected that Song Kexin did it on purpose.

  It was not easy to get up with the help of many people, but his right arm seemed to have been pressed by someone's acupuncture point and had become somewhat unresponsive. Li Xiaobai knew that just now, his right arm had borne too much weight and it would not be possible for it to recover to its best state in a short period of time.

  Fortunately, the worst did not happen, and there should be no fractures or muscle injuries.

  It's hard to be a supporting role, just being used as a stepping stone for others, and then being led to the rest area to sit down, Li Xiaobai thought with some frustration.

  If so, Lin Nan was afraid of them three.

  Just as Song Ke Xin and a few others were gathering around Li Xiao Bai, at the other end of the venue, an astonishing scene appeared in the experimental high school rest area. Xia Xiner walked to their school's cheerleading squad, saw a girl, didn't say anything, and kicked her leg with one foot. The girl was caught off guard and directly knelt on the ground.

  The sudden scene caused a brief blankness on the spot.

  "What are you doing?" The woman who had been kicked finally shouted hysterically after a moment of blankness.

  "You're doing it on purpose, right?" Xia Xiner faced a group of experimental high school students, not afraid at all. "When you were wiping the floor, the mop you used was wet. You can lie, but that wet mop shouldn't lie!"

  The girl fell silent!

  Even if I wanted to refute it, but in front of this girl, I had a feeling of guilt.

  It was then that other students at Experimental High School realized what had happened.

  Many people know that this girl is pursuing the long-haired boy, just now she must have seen him in a precarious situation, and when she came forward to wipe the floor, she deliberately stained herself with water, thus pinning her hopes on Li Xiaobai's unexpected situation.

  Even many people began to suspect that Longfa Male deliberately returned the ball to Li Xiaobai's right hand with ulterior motives.

  Think about it, every time running towards the slippery place, many times, can't be unexpected every time.

  For some reason, everyone's face turned red.

  For high school students, losing a game is nothing to be afraid of. Winning a game in such a despicable way is the real stain on one's life.

  "If you can't take the loss, then don't play," Xia Xiner said coldly, scanning the students of Experimental High School. "Everyone came out on New Year's Day to watch the game, not to see you make fools of yourselves. This match doesn't need to continue."

  This girl is so cool!

  Watching Xia Xiner leave, many of her classmates from Experimental High School couldn't help but feel this way.

  "Let's go." Xia Xiner said as they headed back to the rest area of Yizhong.

  At this time, the deputy group leader followed suit, and everything was done for Xia Xiner.

  "No way..." Li Xiaobai shook his head, "This match isn't over yet."

  "Li Xiaobai, what nonsense are you talking about?" scolded Lìu Rǎnrǎn, a senior in the third grade. "Xīn'ér isn't even on the field, who else can be that boy's opponent besides you?"

  Number one men's singles, Jun Wen is also red again.

  "I can still go on stage," said Li Xiaobai.

  The best way to slap someone in the face is not with a small action off the court, but by winning the game.

  "You're crazy," Lü Rǎn said incredulously, "at this rate, will you still want your hands?"

  Forcing oneself to play will only aggravate the injury, even if it's just a show of bravado, there's a time and place for everything.

  "You... you can't even beat him, what's the point of going on stage?" Guo Jing said hesitantly.

  This is not about caring for him, but if Li Xiaobai's injury worsens and he returns with bandages on his hand during the holiday, it will be troublesome.

  Normally, I wouldn't give way to him, but if he's injured, I have to get up and let him pass.

  "Who says I can only play with my right hand?" Li Xiaobai swung his left arm, "My left hand is more powerful than my right."

  I remember watching an ancient costume drama when I was a kid, one of the main characters had his arm cut off by the enemy, and the enemy mocked him. The main character said something that made Li Xiaobai feel inexplicably moved.

  Then he began to pay attention to practice.

  Whether it's writing with left or right hand, using chopsticks with left or right hand, or playing ball with left or right hand, all emphasize balance.

  But this isn't a big deal either, after all he was originally left-handed and his parents forced him to use his right hand when he was young, so over time there wasn't much difference between his left and right hands.

  Li Xiaobai returned to the court, causing a stir among the Experimental High School students, but when they saw him using his left hand to hold the racket, the commotion grew even louder.

  "I admit I'm no match for you," the long-haired boy finally couldn't hold back, "but do you have to humiliate people like this? You think we're all losers at Experimental High School or something. Fine, I'll play with my left hand too."

  Xia Xiang'er's words were like a wake-up call, suddenly enlightening him.

  Even if you defeat Li Xiaobai, there will be an even more powerful master next time.

  There is more than one way to succeed.

  Even despicable is the most unscrupulous method!

  "You're wrong, actually I'm just left-handed," said Li Xiaobai, "Next, I'll have to trouble you, my right hand doesn't dare move, serving the ball will be up to you."

  "This is what you said, so don't blame me for being impolite."

  He grasped the ball in his hand and the long-haired man directly came at him with a probing serve.

  He wanted to see if Li Xiaobai was telling the truth or intentionally insulting him.

  The ball was just served at Li Xiaobai's backhand position, but seeing him holding the racket with a straight grip, he made a beautiful backhand draw and drew the ball into the dead corner!

  Directly shoot horizontally!

  Everyone was stunned.

  It can be said that the invention and gradual application of straight-armed forehand and backhand have made players with straight-gripped rackets no longer have obvious shortcomings.

  However, forehand smashing is not as easy as forehand loop drive. Everyone has been waiting for the opportunity to strike, but Li Xiaobai's movement was like a flowing cloud and running water, which is already far beyond the level of amateur players.

  The match seems to have no need to continue.

  ……

  "Li Xiaobai, who did you learn your straight-shooting and horizontal-hitting skills from, Wang Hao?"

  On the way back home.

  Everyone in the national ball club looked at Li Xiaobai as if they were looking at a monster.

  I thought his right hand was already formidable enough, but I really didn't expect his left hand to be even more powerful.

  It was just three rounds and the long-haired man thoroughly conceded defeat.

  According to the order, the next game is still the long-haired boy, so this time the winner is Yizhong.

  However, people are not too concerned about this result, but instead have become somewhat curious about Li Xiaobai.

  What's going on with this dramatic development? Once it's done, shouldn't they just divide the spoils and go their separate ways in the end?

  However, this can also be considered one of his masterpieces. He doesn't have any direct disciples to pass it down to, so if he doesn't promote his masterpiece a bit, its value won't be reflected, so I'll just share it slightly.

  "This is something I came up with myself," Li Xiaobai said with a flourish, recalling the scene from his first year of high school. "During extracurricular activities, I was just messing around with our class teacher and accidentally used this move. Afterwards, I felt it was quite powerful, so I practiced it more and became proficient at it. It wasn't until later when I watched TV that I found out it's called 'straight slap and horizontal hit'. If I had been born a few decades earlier, who knows... Ah, you guys don't believe me, what do you want me to say?"

  "Alright, alright, I get it...... You invented this yourself, didn't you, Little White?"

  Everyone burst out laughing.

  Li Xiaobai was too lazy to explain.

  No wonder people say that life is enough with just one knowing friend, but in fact, no one believes in themselves.

  He didn't lie, this straight punch and slap technique was something he came up with on the spot when he was in a desperate situation.

  At that time, it was not just him, but also the class teacher who was shocked.

  Moreover, Li Xiaobai also believed that apart from him, many people before Wang Hao had unconsciously used this posture. It's just that only when one has a certain level of fame and status will things and techniques spread quickly.

  When we arrive at the bus stop sign, it's really time to part ways.

  Only Xia Xiner and Li Xiaobai went to the northern district of the city.

  Apart from once sitting in Lin Nan's car back to Shibei, this is also Li Xiaobai's first time taking a bus with Xia Xinger.

  "Xia Xiner, when I fell down, did you call out my name?"

  Li Xiaobai asked while waiting for the bus.

  "Is that so?" Xia Xiang'er turned her gaze, "I don't recall, Li Xiaobai, you didn't hit your head and get brain damage or something? That's not right either, you were injured on the arm back then, did the condition transfer?"

  It's obviously Xia Xiang'er's voice, no need to deny it, right?

  Li Xiaobai still wanted to thank her in person, but since she didn't acknowledge it, forget it.

  "Your arm, won't you go take a look?" After a moment of silence, Xia Xiang'er asked again.

  "It still hurts a bit now, but thanks to the floor, it shouldn't be anything serious," said Li Xiaobai. "I didn't expect them to make such a move at first. A loss is a gain, today I finally gained something."

  Li Xiaobai didn't have any resentment in his heart as he said this, because in the end, that girl apologized to him.

  This apology is not a perfunctory one from Guo Jing, but a sincere and heartfelt one, which he has accepted.

  Since I've received an apology from the other party, there's no reason for me to be angry anymore.

  "Is that so..."

  Then there was an awkward silence between them again.

  Yes, Li Xiaobai suddenly yearned for morning reading.

  (Thanks for the reward from Shan Tian Long)