The Strongest Magic Doctor in City

Ruan Qingqing revealed a mocking expression and looked at Lee Yifann with disgust and contempt.    

    

Initially, when Lee Yifann scolded her and told her to get lost, it had already made her hate him. Now, seeing Lee Yifann's arrogant and arrogant face, she only felt that Mo Lingyan had gone crazy. She actually found such a strange man.    

    

Although Shu Zhiqiang's ability in table tennis was not very good, he was still a first-class one. He had also participated in some competitions and took the top few places.    

    

With this kind of strength, it was really easy for him to deal with an outsider who had never played table tennis before.    

    

"What a pitiful fellow! I really feel sad for Ling Yan!"    

    

Ruan Qingqing seemed to have already seen the miserable appearance of Lee Yifann kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy after he lost the competition.    

    

Facing the ridicule of the crowd, Lee Yifann maintained his calm expression. He waved his hands and said, "Cut the crap. If you want to compete, hurry up."    

    

"Humph! You want to lose earlier?" This was the first time Shu Zhiqiang had seen such a fool. Other people would think of ways to avoid a strong enemy, but he did not. He took the initiative to hit the muzzle of the gun, afraid that he would not lose badly enough.    

    

At this time, Ji Ning, who had not spoken all this time, could not help but frown. "Young man, have you really thought about it? Although the table tennis looked simple, it was actually very difficult to play well. Don't lose face because of a momentary impulse. "    

    

Lee Yifann's expression was indifferent, as calm as water." I have my own thoughts. "    

    

Hearing this, Ji Ning couldn't help but sigh.    

    

Forget it!    

    

Since he couldn't persuade him, he gave up. This had nothing to do with him anyway. If he were to meddle in other people's business, he might attract unnecessary trouble.    

    

Shu Zhiqiang picked up a Cue and threw it into Lee Yifann's hand. Lee Yifann casually received it and heard him ridicule him.    

    

"In order to avoid others saying that I'm bullying a newbie, I'll give you a little demonstration and pour some water on it. Master Ji, I'll trouble you to be the judge."    

    

"Sure!" Ji Ning nodded.    

    

After a short while, they cleared the area. The surrounding people all stepped back, making enough space for them.    

    

Ji Ning thought for a moment and said, "Young man, this is your first time playing table tennis. In order to prevent you from making mistakes in the later matches, you should try first. Let me explain the rules of the game to you. "    

    

"Then I'll have to trouble you!" Lee Yifann smiled.    

    

"First is the basic fighting style. Table tennis and ordinary basketball. Footballs are different. Normal basketball is always thinking of ways. Directly throw the ball into the net and count it as a score. Table tennis was different. One had to play a white home ball first! One absolutely could not start with other balls, or else it would be directly judged as a violation of the rules. Eliminated!" Ji Ning explained the rules of the table tennis style in a deep voice.    

    

Lee Yifann nodded and looked at the table. There were many colored balls on it, but there was only one white main ball.    

    

"Let me show you." Ji Ning picked up a Cue and walked to the position of the white main ball. He then laid down on the table and stretched out his left hand, holding the Cue with his right hand. He placed the Cue on his left hand's thumb. The tip of the Cue extended a little bit.    

    

"Look carefully, the postures of table tennis are about the same. It might be slightly different depending on the actual situation, but it's mostly the same. Next, when playing ball, the tip of the Cue has to point at the white main ball. Using it! The white main ball hit the other colored balls and knocked the target into the small tennis grids at the corners of the table. Even if he scored! In particular, one had to pay attention to how skillful one was when playing basketball. He couldn't use brute force, because the ball was round. The angle, position, strength, and so on of the Cue will affect the final trajectory and direction of the ball."    

    

"The traditional fighting style is the eight balls fighting style. Including the black ball, there are a total of fifteen balls. This time, you will be competing in the eight ball fighting style. The meaning is that whoever plays a ball first will win the match. "    

    

" Different colored balls have different scores. The red ball gets one point. The yellow ball gets two points, the green ball gets three points, the brown ball gets four points, and the blue ball gets five points. Pink ball, six points. Black ball, seven points. In the traditional eight ball game, these points were not counted, it was just the number of goals. If it was the snooker pool game that had 22 points, it would depend on the score of the ball to calculate the outcome. You need to pay close attention to this. "    

    

"Next, I'll demonstrate the style for you!"    

    

After saying that, Ji Ning stretched out his hand and pushed the Cue forward with his right hand. The tip of the stick hit the ball.    

    

The white ball immediately hit a red ball. The red ball was bounced back by the strong impact and rolled towards a hole in the corner of the net. Finally, it steadily fell into the net.    

    

"Do you see it? This is the basic fighting style. Let the white ball hit other balls and let the other balls fall into the tennis court. You have to be careful, the white ball can't go in by itself, so it's considered a failure. "    

    

After listening to the explanation, Lee Yifann had a rough understanding of the situation.    

    

"You can try it yourself!" Ji Ning moved aside.    

    

Lee Yifann nodded and took the Cue to the side of the white ball. Then, he imitated Ji Ning's posture when he was playing the ball and lifted the Cue. He lowered his head and looked at the two balls in a straight line. Then, he suddenly thrust his right hand forward.    

    

Pah!    

    

The ball was sent flying and rolled on the ground.    

    

The crowd instantly quieted down, and then they burst into laughter.    

    

"He really is a newbie!"    

    

"From the looks of it, he is someone who has never trained before!"    

    

"He can't even hit the ball accurately, that's too funny!"    

    

Many people burst into laughter. They saw that Lee Yifann's posture was well-learned, but the result shocked them greatly.    

    

When Fu Bai saw this, he couldn't help but furrow his brows, then let out a sigh.    

    

He had asked for it.    

    

If he wanted to play a good table tennis, it wouldn't be overnight. With just Ji Ning's explanation, he would be able to play a good ball?    

    

What kind of joke was this?    

    

Shu Zhiqiang's face was full of ridicule, and he said in a strange tone, "Aiyo, this is simply a golden right hand! This really broadened my horizons! I wonder how you got the courage to challenge me?"    

    

Initially, when Lee Yifann said that he had never played table tennis before, he had a little doubt in his heart. According to common sense, he felt that since Lee Yifann dared to agree to the competition, he must have some foundation.    

    

However, the result was completely different from what he had imagined.    

    

Lee Yifann was completely a super rookie. He did not even find the point of hitting the Cue accurately. Shu Zhiqiang felt that he was definitely going to win!    

    

Ruan Qingqing was even more disdainful. This kind of trash dared to challenge Shu Zhiqiang?    

    

He didn't know what was going on!    

    

Ji Ning also felt that it was a pity. He felt that Lee Yifann was too reckless, but thinking about how Lee Yifann couldn't fight well, it was completely reasonable.    

    

Only Lee Yifann's expression was calm. He casually put down the Cue and picked up the ball on the ground. "The ball is a little harder to hit than I thought, but it is nothing."    

    

"It's nothing? What a stubborn duck! He's going to lose for sure, yet he's still trying to win respect! " Shu Zhiqiang snorted in disdain.    

    

"Since you are so confident in yourself, let me experience your true strength. Please! Young master Shu? " Lee Yifann was too lazy to explain and quietly retreated once.    

    

Just now, he did indeed feel that the table tennis ball was much harder to come by than he had imagined. He controlled the Cue to forcefully move forward, but in the end, he did not control his strength properly, and directly knocked the ball away.    

    

Of course, he had to say that he was panicking in his heart. Would he lose?    

    

Of course, he was not worried that he would lose.    

    

It might be difficult for others to control his strength, but it was easy for him. After all, he was a TCM doctor. Usually, he would use silver needles to prick people. If he didn't control his strength well, what would happen?    

    

Just now, he simply did not know how much strength he needed to use. Now, he was confident.    

    

Of course, he still did not know about the rules of the table tennis, as well as the various postures, positions, and so on. However, this did not prevent him from winning the game.    

    

Because he had the ability of the Photographic Memory.