Steve gave up very smartly, which surprised many people, because they were all defeated under Steve, but they didn't have anything to say, because Zhen Fan's strength was there, and it was just a humiliation for themselves to compare, even so, Zhen Fan also made them begin to pay attention and be surprised.

"You won't have another chance, I swear!" Steve said to Zhen Fan, "You won't win me again, let's volleyball first, if you want to win me, then you can beat me in this area first, and then we will have a showdown, in the most manly way, do you dare?" ”

Steve is smart, because he already knows that Zhen Fan has a great advantage in strength, if he directly competes in push-ups, he is likely to lose immediately, and he will not even have a chance to turn the tables, and in volleyball, he has a great advantage, and strength alone is not enough.

"I'll pick up the ball, you come first!" Steve looked at Zhen Fan and expressed his generosity very generously, "I don't mind if I chase you, in fact, I enjoy the process of catching up, unless you are afraid!" ”

"No-" Zhen Fan suddenly looked at him and smiled, "Until now, I have always thought that our competition will only have two rounds, not more!" So...... In order to give you more opportunities to show yourself, I think it is better for you to come first...... Unless you're scared! Zhen Fan used Steve's words to fight back against himself.

"Well, don't say I didn't give you a chance to catch up!" Steve glanced at Zhen Fan, and as he spoke, he grabbed the volleyball on the beach, and then drew a horizontal line on the beach. He drew a circle on the other end, which was a bit far away, but his aim was good. Otherwise, he wouldn't have hit Lawrence's head so accurately so many times.

Selena looked at the distance, and a smile appeared on her lips. Obviously, at this distance, Steve's accuracy is the highest, and she doesn't want her boyfriend to lose the second fight right away.

"It's all out, the game is about to begin!" Some people seemed to be maintaining order, and the onlookers also consciously dispersed. Free up the field for Zhen Fan and Steve to play. Someone started betting, and they bet on the two-man match.

"I bought you to win too!" Lawrence yelled at Zhen Fan, "Don't let that kid have a chance." "In fact, many people bought Zhen Fan Win. Because they have all seen Zhen Fan's strength, even if they lose this time, Zhen Fan's chance of winning in the third game is very great, and Steve is killing himself. I can't blame others.

"Bang!" The volleyball lands inside the center circle. There was a splash of sand, which also drew cheers from the surrounding area.

I have to say that Steve's accuracy rate is very high, out of a hundred balls, he has shot out eighty-eight, and eighty of these eighty-eight have been hit into that circle.

"Ninety-nine!"

"One hundred!"

The number of people counting reached a hundred, and then he raised his hand and loudly announced, "A hundred balls, only ten are missing, Steve." Ninety, this proves it. He's still the best beach volleyball player here, God, worship him! The man was apparently a friend of Steve's as well, and his shouts were a little carried away.

"I didn't expect this guy to be a pervert, you're going to win, right? Examine! Even Lawrence, who had confidence in Zhen Fan, was a little skeptical, he rubbed his hands and waited for Steve a little unwillingly.

"Do you think I can't do it?" Zhen Fan smiled, then threw the volleyball over Steve, then stood outside the drawn horizontal line, raised his hand slightly, and pushed the volleyball out.

Everyone stared at the volleyball, including Lawrence, the ball drew an arc in the air, and then with everyone's eyes, with a "snap", it landed on the edge of the circle, without splashing sand, and it was obviously not as strong as Steve's hit, and it didn't go into the circle.

"Oh—"

There were boos all around, and there were sighs, they were all people who bet on Zhen Fan, obviously, Zhen Fan's goal disappointed them, but this was also expected by the onlookers, because they all pressed the treasure on the third game, Zhen Fan would have a good appearance.

Now the people who beat Zhen Fan and Steve who won each accounted for a large proportion, almost in half. In their opinion, this should be a battle of dragons and tigers, a battle to the death, and until the end, it is not known how to win or lose.

"Steady, Zhen, remember to hit the ball with your wrist like this!" Lawrence has obviously played volleyball, and although he can't keep up, he still has skills, and he is enthusiastically telling Zhen Fan skills.

"Don't worry, Zhen won't lose!" Gary looked at Lawrence, and at some point, Gary was also drawn over and watched the two of them play.

"Who do you think will win?"

"I've already bet, five hundred dollars, win by pressing, I'm sure you're the same choice as me!" Gary smiled slightly, "How much did you press?" Fifty? Hundred? ”

"One thousand, man, I bet a thousand!" Lawrence shrugged his shoulders.

"Smack!" With a bang, the ball landed outside the circle again, this time a little further away from the circle. Zhen Fan himself shook his head as if he was not satisfied, and then turned out to throw the volleyball. He could even see the smile on Steve's lips, and it was clear that Steve had already thought he had won.

There are a lot of people who have ideas with Steve, including his girlfriend Selena, she and her female companions are collectively booing Zhen Fan every time he loses a ball, these beauties are very popular, but this momentum is for Steve and not for Zhen Fan.

"You've won the game!" A friend of his, who was standing not far from Steve, gave him a thumbs up! "I pressed you to win, do a good job, give him a little bit of power and see!"

"Of course!" Steve gave the man a thumbs up, and he didn't want to show weakness in front of his friends, even though he knew there would be a lot of risk in the third round.

Zhen Fan waved his hand again, the volleyball floated up, and then fell gently, this time in front of the circle, but still didn't hit the place in the circle. There was another wave of regretful voices around, and there were still people whistling and yelling at Zhen Fan: "Give up, Asian, you can't win Steve!" ”

Zhen Fan ignored them, continued to catch the ball, and then continued to hit the ball, and then the ball that was hit continued to fall outside the circle, and there were already people counting. Zhen Fan has already hit nine balls, and if he loses one more, he loses the chance to win against Steve, and if he loses two, he loses the game.

Zhen Fan raised the volleyball in his hand again, and at this time, even Lawrence, who had great confidence in Zhen Fan, was not optimistic about Zhen Fan, only Gary smiled and said nothing.

"God forbid, let this ball in!" Lawrence drew a cross on his chest, it was obvious that he was nervous, and he was very nervous, his eyes were firmly fixed on Zhen Fan.

"Don't be discouraged, man, Zhen will win this game!" Gary smiled and said to Lawrence.

"But, man...... Oh my God, he's going to hit this ball! Lawrence screamed as he spoke. Then I saw Zhen Fan throw the volleyball in the air, and then gently hit the ball out.

Everyone looked at the ball until it landed on the sand, making a slight "poof" sound, and was firmly stuck by the sand, without moving, and without splashing the sand, it was obvious that Zhen Fan's strength had not been used very much, which had a higher feel and requirements for hitting the ball into the circle.

"It's just a coincidence!" Steve's heart skipped a beat, and then he quickly comforted himself, "It's just a coincidence, isn't it?" I shouldn't be nervous, yes, he can't beat me just by conceding a goal! ”

"One, he's got one!" Someone in charge Zhen Fan applauded, this is some of the people who bought him to win, they cheered, they didn't care who Zhen Fan was and who was Steve, who could let them win, they would support whom. Even if Zhen Fan only hit one ball into the circle now, they also let out a huge cheer.

Then there was a wave of boos, which were in support of Steve, as well as his friends and friends' girlfriends, and of course Selena was one of them, but she didn't boo.

"Two!" Others shouted loudly to count.

Zhen Fan seems to be a different person, the balls he hits are still so erratic, so light, but they can always fall steadily in the demarcated circle, one after another, and it seems that none of the balls missed, this kind of table makes people both excited and scared.

"Come on!" Someone is shouting for Zhen Fan again, because he has already hit ninety balls, and only nine of the ninety balls have been lost. If he keeps it up and doesn't concede a goal out of 10, then he's going to win. And out of these ten goals, it is likely that he will not concede a single goal, because he has kept eighty-one goals unconceded. What is this level? Maybe the original nine goals were deliberately conceded.

If that's the case, isn't this guy a pervert? That's crazy, it's unbelievable. Who can do that? No one can do even the best volleyball player, whether it's beach volleyball or indoor volleyball.

"One hundred!" The last ball hit that circle, and someone raised his hands and cheered loudly, for the sake of winning, but also for this miracle, ninety-one consecutive hits, without a single miracle of missing!

"One hundred, hit ninety-one balls, God!" Selena covered her face and screamed helplessly.

And Steve was even more pale, his heart began to tighten when Zhen Fan hit the eighty-eighth ball, and he began to feel a little suffocated in his breathing, and now he finally tasted the bitter fruit. This guy called Zhen Fan is much better than him, and he deliberately did that when he conceded goals before.

This is what it is like to be humiliated, and he falls to his knees weakly, his body arched forward, his head resting on the sand, and he does not move. It was clear that he was ashamed.

"You've lost!" A voice came from above him, and he slowly raised his head to look at the condescending man's face, making people look up and make people feel that the distance was so far away. (To be continued......)