Inside the stadium.

The sound of the sneakers rubbing against the net and the sound of the net hitting the ball are mixed and frequent, indicating the tension in the court.

"30 to 30!"

The tennis ball landed, and I don't know who shouted the score, and everyone was relieved from the fierce competition.

Everyone looked at each other, and they all saw a look of surprise in each other's eyes.

They found that Yao Feng had become more and more proficient in various ball skills, and his action and playing style were extremely similar to Zheng Ziyang.

After a few games, although Zheng Ziyang still won consecutive games, everyone found that he had won more and more hard.

"Whew...... Call...... Whew......"

At this time, Zheng Ziyang held the paddle in both hands, his knees were slightly bent, and the sweat slid down his face drop by drop and fell on the floor of the court.

His eyes narrowed slightly, panting slightly, staring closely at Yao Feng, who was doing the same clap action as himself, and his heart was angry......

"How can I ...... if you can learn from me"

As he spoke, Zheng Ziyang glanced at the scoreboard next to the field.

I've already won the second set of five games, and as long as I win this game again, I can win two sets!

And you will lose the game completely, and there will be no chance of a comeback!

"Yaofeng, you're going to lose!!"

Bang!!!

With a loud bang, Zheng Ziyang's eyes widened, and he suddenly served!

The tennis ball spun at high speed and suddenly shot at the opponent like a bullet!!

Immediately afterwards, the two began the final battle of the sixth game!

Everyone held their breath, clenched their fists and looked nervously at the field.

At this time, it is no longer a master to abuse a newcomer, but under the rapid growth of Yaofeng, the two have become evenly matched!

"Drink !!"

Zheng Ziyang suddenly roared, and the tennis ball drew a strange arc in the air, which actually bypassed Yaofeng's racket and landed on the court behind him!

Da Da Da ......

The tennis ball hit the ground, and everyone was shocked.

And the anchor's face was full of emotion, and he shouted excitedly: "40 to 30 !!"

"As long as Zheng Ziyang wins the last ball, he can completely win the game!!"

The shouts of the anchor suddenly ignited the atmosphere in the field to the highest level!

Fans screamed, everyone shouted.

The sound rushed into the field like a wave!

And Yao Feng lowered his head and looked at the tennis ball on the ground, his expression was calm, but there was a trace of coldness in his eyes.

"Sure enough, now I am learning Zheng Ziyang, but I still can't surpass him......"

He slowly picked up the tennis ball and muttered softly, "In that case, then we can only use the last resort......"

The words fell, and Yao Feng's right arm faintly exuded a trace of terrifying power.

And the tennis ball began to tremble rapidly in his palm, as if an extremely terrifying energy was surrounding it!

When everyone saw this, their faces changed slightly, and their hearts were shocked!

Yao Feng, who picked up the ball, seemed to have changed a person, and a strong sense of oppression gradually permeated the audience!

Everyone was terrified, as if they saw a fierce beast gradually raise its head, open its bloody mouth, and show its hideous fangs!

And Zheng Ziyang, who was on the other side, was as small as a boat in the sea, facing the terrible storm that was coming......

Cha......

Zheng Ziyang's pupils shrank, his face turned pale, and he couldn't help but take a step back when he looked at Yao Feng, who suddenly became different.

"What's going on?"

He panicked in his heart, and his right hand couldn't help but tremble slightly: "Why is his momentum so terrifying?......!

Thinking of this, he found that his body was gradually becoming stiff in fear......

No, no!

Can't be intimidated by this guy at this time!

Suddenly, his eyes were fierce, and he actually bit the tip of his tongue!

Hiss!!!

A heart-piercing pain suddenly spread from the tip of the tongue to the entire brain!

Zheng Ziyang glared suddenly, gritted his teeth and held back, a trace of blood faintly flowed from the corner of his mouth!

And the severe pain also successfully made him get out of Yao Feng's aura!

"Hiss......"

He took a slight breath, reached out to wipe away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and stared at the other party with a gloomy look in his eyes!

"Yaofeng, I want to see how you can turn the tables on this last ball!!"

Da ......

Da ......

Da ......

At this time, Yao Feng's face was expressionless, his expression was cold, and he held the tennis ball in his left hand and smashed it to the ground and bounced it up.

With each throw, the force increased by a point, so much so that the tennis ball became more deformed as it touched the ground.

He's trying to hit the tennis ball hard, making sure he doesn't do any more damage if he breaks his arm.

Seeing that the other party was not frightened by his aura, Yao Feng's face did not change, and he still looked at the other party lightly.

Although deliberately hitting the ball towards the opponent...... It is unsportsmanlike.

But he is not a sports athlete after all, and the other party's behavior of deliberately provoking himself and bullying novices is not necessarily much better.

What's more, this person also regarded Zhu Keer as a bet......

This made Yao Feng even more unhappy.

Yaofeng is unhappy, Zheng Ziyang has to bear the consequences of this unhappiness.

"Toot!!"

At this time, the atmosphere of the scene has reached its peak!

The anchor whistled hard and shouted excitedly, "Let's start with the last ball!"

When the words fell, Yao Feng's left hand that smashed the ball immediately stopped!

Immediately, his eyes narrowed slightly, he firmly grasped the tennis ball in his hand, and looked at the other party coldly......

"In that case, I will cut off one of your hands......"

Zizi !!

Yao Feng was just about to raise his hand to serve, when suddenly a sudden screeching sound resounded through the arena!

Everyone was startled and quickly turned their heads to look.

I saw that on the big screen in the distance, the picture flickered, and then the picture of the Prince of Tennis was played!

"Why is this suddenly animated?!"

"Wasn't it always an advertisement or something?"

"Hey, it's just an animation, let's continue watching the game!"

Everyone was startled at first, then immediately lost interest, and they all put their eyes back on the field.

And Yao Feng, who was originally about to kill the ball, had his pupils shrunk, his face was stunned, and a trace of hidden surprise flashed in his eyes!

This is...... The animation I watched with Xiao Kai before.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, his eyes hurriedly searched around.

Sure enough, I found that in the office building area in the distance, two figures were lying on the windowsill and waving to this side!

"Gorilla !! Cheers"

"Brother Godman defeated that Zheng Ziyang!!"

At this time, Zhu Keer and Xiao Kai were shouting excitedly, looking at the tall figure in the stadium in the distance, and kept waving.

Seeing this, the uncle on the side couldn't help but roll his eyes and muttered, "That's it?"

"I thought it was a great idea, so it was just a cartoon?"

Da Da ......

The uncle took out a coarse cigarette, paused on the windowsill, and put it in his mouth.

"Hoo ......"

He sucked hard, then squinted and slowly spit out.

Looking at the stadium in the distance, which was surrounded by everyone, his cloudy eyes moved slightly, and he said lightly: "It's not the uncle, I'll hit you two......"

"If you win by this alone, I advise you to be prepared for losing as soon as possible...... It's ?!!"

Before he finished speaking, the uncle's eyes suddenly widened, and he immediately leaned on the windowsill, exclaiming in disbelief: "How can it be ?!!?"