Chapter Twenty-Nine: Three Minutes of Life and Death!

The minutes ticked by, and the score on the field fell into a stalemate.

Wang Feiyu was on guard, and greatly avoided giving Fang Luantian the opportunity to chase the ball.

"Drink! Wang Feiyu, you give me death, death, death! ”

Fang Luantian was already completely crazy, and his offensive was getting sharper and sharper!

Wang Feiyu has been struggling to support, as long as he drags through the time when Fang Luantian is rampage, the victory will belong to him.

Thirteen minutes, if in normal times, is fleeting.

But at this time, these thirteen minutes were like an old man walking hobbly, walking extremely slowly.

"Damn...... Wang Feiyu's face was covered with frost, his brain was running rapidly, and he was constantly thinking about countermeasures.

But Fang Luantian, who was in a state of rage, far surpassed him in all physical indicators.

In addition, Fang Luantian's own technology is not bad.

One force will drop ten!

With his racket broken, no matter how you look at it, he can't survive these thirteen minutes!

Wang Feiyu was thinking about countermeasures, when suddenly his eyes widened again.

"Oops!"

Under Fang Luantian's brutal bombardment, the quality of his return this time finally fro.

Didn't hold the ball down, resulting in this ball, high!

"Hah! Go to hell! Fang Luantian's eyes lit up, and he could clearly see the trajectory of Wang Feiyu's return ball.

The opportunity has finally arrived!

Fang Luantian's face showed joy, and the muscles on his arms swelled!

The whole right hand instantly became thicker!

"Bang!"

Hit the ball hard!

Wang Feiyu subconsciously took a step to the side when the sound of Fang Luantian's racket touching the ball sounded.

At the same time, he guessed the trajectory of Fang Luantian's ball in his heart.

If there is no accident, Fang Luantian's ball is still chasing after him, the question is......

Where will Fang Luantian kill?

Left shoulder? Right shoulder?

Chest? Ribs?

In these thousandths of a second, he has to make a decision!

Because when he sees the trajectory of the ball, it is too late for him to catch it.

It can only be predicted!

That's the trouble with chasing the ball!

Before Wang Feiyu had time to think about it, the ball had already burst out of the air like an arrow off the string!

Swirling wildly and shooting at him, sure enough......

It's chasing the ball again!

Fang Luantian's chasing ball came out again, and everyone sweated for Wang Feiyu in their hearts.

"Bastard!" Wang Feiyu roared angrily, and at that moment, his thoughts turned sharply, and he analyzed countless possibilities.

"Bang!"

The final result of the analysis was that Fang Luan Tian would still attack his chest!

Really......

"Oh - it's back!"

"Great!"

Off the field, countless spectators watched Wang Feiyu hit the ball back at the last moment, and they were secretly relieved in their hearts.

But in the blink of an eye, their hearts were tugging again!

Because when their eyes turned to Fang Luantian, they found that Fang Luantian had gone online!

"Bang!"

Smash again!

This time, even if Wang Feiyu's brain reacted, his body couldn't keep up......

"Poof!"

A clear sound, so clear in the silent gymnasium......

Fang Luantian, chase and hit again!

Immediately afterwards, Wang Feiyu's screams came.

"Whoaaaaaaaaa

Everyone followed the prestige, only to see Wang Feiyu holding his right leg and knee with a pale face, with a painful face.

And when people's eyes turned to Wang Feiyu's knees, they couldn't help but gasp.

"Shhhh

"What a terrible wound!"

"It's cruel......"

Everyone's eyes showed unbearability, and even some timid girls had already cried.

I saw that on Wang Feiyu's knee, there was a very clear wound at this time.

The wound was a blur of flesh and blood, and there were even a few strands of feathers stuck to his wound.

The blood flowed down as if it didn't want money.

Not far from Wang Feiyu's side, on a broken shuttlecock, the pure white feathers had been soaked in bright red, lying quietly in place.

Who would have thought that this seemingly ordinary badminton would have such lethality in this situation!

Wu Qingfeng looked at the wound on Wang Feiyu's knee with a pale face, and said, "Luan Tian is too much!" I thought he would have relented after that seeding event, but now it seems that I was wrong! ”

Lou Chu's face was also extremely ugly, and he said in a deep voice: "We must terminate this game, otherwise Fei Yu will ...... him."

Lou Chu's words came to an abrupt end when he was only halfway through.

looked at Wang Feiyu, who was slowly standing up on the field, in horror and said, "Could it be that Feiyu still wants to continue the game!" ”

I saw Wang Feiyu standing up with difficulty, frowning, and stubbornness in his cold eyes.

The other party, Luan Tian, said provocatively: "Come again!" ”

At this time, Wang Feiyu can be said to be very embarrassed.

But when everyone looked at him, no one showed contemptuous eyes.

After all, he ......

It's already done well.

In the audience of "Feiyu ......", Yu Na couldn't bear to look away, she had never seen Wang Feiyu look so embarrassed.

Wang Feiyu has always been a calm and calm image in her eyes.

No matter what kind of opponent it is, it seems that Wang Feiyu is no problem.

This made Yu Na feel unreal, as if Wang Feiyu was born perfect.

But at this time, Wang Feiyu let her know that there are no perfect people in this world.

At least Wang Feiyu is not.

But it is such Wang Feiyu, such a real Wang Feiyu, that makes her like it even more.

Her heart has fallen.

“18:12! Fang Luantian leads! ”

“19:12! Fang Luantian leads! ”

“20:12! Fang Luantian leads! ”

Suddenly, three consecutive battle reports came, which made Yu Na's mind return to the arena.

Wang Feiyu himself was at a disadvantage, and the injury to his knee limited his movements.

Totally suppressed!

At this time, he had been completely suppressed by Fang Luantian!

In a short period of time, Fang Luantian scored three points in a row!

At this time, he had entered Fang Luantian's match point.

The last ball!

To add insult to injury, the serve is still in Fang Luantian's hands.

"Boy, accept defeat!" Fang Luantian smiled fiercely as he served.

At this point, there are still three minutes left until thirteen minutes.

In the arena, you can make a move with a master, and you can decide countless victories and defeats in three minutes.

If nothing else, Fang Luan Tian will definitely look for an opportunity to kill again in these three minutes!

Wang Feiyu's eyes were solemn, and in these three minutes, he couldn't make any mistakes.

But how difficult it is for him to not lose a point in three minutes!

It's hard to climb!

"Bang!"

Wang Feiyu hit the ball back while observing Fang Luantian's movements.

Now he is exhausted and exhausted.

Coupled with the injuries on his body, Wang Feiyu has reached the limit......

However, as long as he survived for three minutes, Fang Luantian's condition would only be worse than him!

Fang Luantian will completely lose the power to resist!

As long as he lasts three minutes, the victory is his!

"Hey, do you think I can't do anything if you put the ball down?" Fang Luantian sneered, and held the clapping hand to hold a semi-circular arc at the moment when the ball came.

With a crisp sound, the ball slashed through a graceful parabola in the air and flew towards Wang Feiyu's backcourt.

High ball at the back!

Fang Luantian was able to grasp the fact that Wang Feiyu was injured in the knee and had difficulty moving!

When Wang Feiyu thought he would continue to chase him, he hit a high ball in the backcourt!

"Do you really think I'm going to be stupid enough to make you procrastinate?" Fang Luantian sneered in his heart and watched as the ball fell towards Wang Feiyu's backcourt.

Victory......

It's just one step away from him!

Wang Feiyu looked at the trajectory of the ball in the air, and his face changed.

At this time, he was in front of the net, and if it was usual, this ball would not pose a threat to him at all, but now he has a knee injury......

Can't catch up......