It's just that the situation he expected didn't happen.

Wang Feiyu's physical strength seemed to be inexhaustible, and he appeared in the backcourt at an extremely fast speed, hitting the ball back steadily and powerfully!

At the same time, Wang Feiyu went online again!

"Stubborn! But...... His physical strength, as if he couldn't use it up, it stands to reason that he should have reached the limit before he could ......" Wang Jing hit the ball back, thinking secretly in his heart.

This time, Wang Jing began to have some doubts about his physical strength.

Because he was about to lose his hand, his physical strength was seriously overdrawn!

Could it be ......

This kid's physical strength is stronger than mine?

But in the blink of an eye, this thought was thrown out of his mind.

Because Wang Jing couldn't care about that anymore at this time, the two fell into an endless fast attack.

Until dozens of beats passed between the two, the idea of being left behind by him became stronger and stronger!

Ended up completely taking over his mind!

"This kid is playing ball...... Why is the angle getting more and more tricky...... Getting heavier and heavier......"

"Impossible......"

Wang Jing found that Wang Feiyu on the opposite side seemed to be getting braver and braver, and it seemed that there was no end to his physical strength.

"Senior Wang Jing, you sweated a lot, how long can you last?" Wang Feiyu suddenly said at this time.

On his face, there didn't seem to be any anxiety about falling behind.

On the contrary, it is completely confident.

"What do you mean?" Wang Jing looked at the ball that Wang Feiyu hit, struggled to capture the trajectory of the ball's flight, and hit the ball back with difficulty.

"That's not right...... His ball speed didn't get any faster, it was my reaction ......"

"It's slowing down!"

Wang Jing finally reacted at this time!

"We've all been lied to." Off the field, Wu Qingfeng looked at the situation on the field and suddenly looked up to the sky and sighed.

"What?" Cheng Ying looked at Wu Qingfeng with some puzzlement.

In his opinion, at this time, Wang Jing's score on the field was far ahead, and the physical consumption of both sides should be about the same.

He didn't understand why Wu Qingfeng had such feelings.

Jiang Zhouzhe's face was solemn, looking at the two who were fighting the field, and at this time he realized how outrageous he was wrong before!

Cheng Ying explained: "If you look carefully on the court, Wang Feiyu seems to be playing fast attack with Wang Jing, but in fact, every ball of Wang Feiyu is played in Wang Jing's backhand area, with a high backhand and a low backhand, and the two positions are constantly playing back and forth. ”

"The consumption of the backhand is already greater than the consumption of the forehand, and if you play like this for a long time, the consumption of physical strength will become several times more than usual!"

With Jiang Zhouzhe's explanation, Chengying's eyes widened and widened, and finally his pupils focused to one point, and he looked at the field in shock.

Really!

The fast attack between the two, Wang Feiyu's flight trajectory of each ball is in Wang Jing's backhand area.

The two positions of backhand high and backhand low are swapped back and forth.

This kid......

took advantage of Wang Jing's inertial thinking......

Wang Jing decided that Wang Feiyu's physical strength was not as good as his, and he wanted to fight with the other party's physical strength, but this kid actually planned it!

Instead, he quietly brought Wang Jing into his rhythm!

What a terrible calculation!

What a clever acting!

What a scary boy!

Just when Chengying was horrified, Wang Jing, just like Wu Qingfeng and Jiang Zhouzhe predicted, finally couldn't hold on.

"11:2, Wang Feiyu scores, and the two sides exchange serves!"

Wang Feiyu scored!

"Wang Jing actually lost the ball!"

"Hang the net! Actually made such a low-level mistake! ”

"It's okay, it's still a big lead, and if you fight for physical strength, that first-grade kid is still far behind."

"But it seems that Wang Jing's physical exertion is estimated to have reached the limit."

"This first-grader can force Wang Jing to this role, which is also very powerful."

"Counting the time, this game has been played for almost an hour......

Wang Feiyu's score undoubtedly injected a shot of strength into this rigid game.

Especially for Huang Wei, Yu Na, and Su Hanxue.

"Great, Fei Yu finally scored!" Huang Wei screamed excitedly and clenched his fists.

Yu Na also stood up excitedly and threw herself into Su Hanxue's arms.

Said: "The cold snow is too good! Feather scored! ”

Su Hanxue also showed a smile on her face, patted Yu Na's shoulder and said, "It seems that there is still a chance in this game." ”

Just as they were talking, Wang Feiyu scored again.

11：3！

This time it was still Wang Jing's return ball hanging on the net.

At this time, both people on the field were tired, but the difference was that one of them was confident, and everything was in his calculations.

The other person was puzzled by the situation at this time, and even confused.

The mental states of the two are completely opposite!

"No...... No way! That's impossible! Wang Jing's eyes widened, he had reached his limit at this time.

He didn't believe that the first-grade kid in front of him could still support it!

Can......

He couldn't believe the scores that were constantly being recovered.

Until this time, he couldn't figure out why, this first-year freshman's physical strength could be so strong!

"Senior Wang Jing, I think this game should be over, right?" Wang Feiyu said suddenly at this time.

"What!" Wang Jing's eyes widened, staring at Wang Feiyu deadly.

Seeing Wang Feiyu......

Place the racket from the right hand ......

Switched to the left hand!

Only then did he remember a fact that he had deliberately forgotten.

The kid in this grade......

It's left-handed!

"! This grade student actually changed his clapping hand to his left hand! ”

"It's too pretended! Is he left-handed? ”

"Impossible! He can tie with Wang Jing with his right hand, so how strong does his left hand be? ”

"It should be said, how strong this first-grader is!"

"It's so strong against the sky!"

"That kid's name is Wang Feiyu, right?"

"Are the current first-graders so strong?"

"You can fight with the main selection team members to this extent with unaccustomed hands!"

"'Heavenly King'! This is the strength of the heavenly king! ”

This time, Wang Feiyu's action of changing the clapping hand could not be hidden from the audience, because in this much-anticipated game, no one will let go of any small detail.

The excitement of this game is completely textbook!

At the same time, the one that people subconsciously forgot belonged to Wang Feiyu's title.

King!

It is also brought up again.

"It's over! Wang Feiyu won the game 21:11! ”

Win!

The people who scolded Wang Feiyu before, the people who ridiculed Wang Feiyu, and the people who supported Wang Jing were all dumbfounded.

Wang Feiyu slapped everyone's face with his strength!

"Heavenly King" Wang Feiyu!

At this moment, Wang Feiyu's name is destined to be remembered by everyone!

Because he defeated the sophomore candidate.

"Unbreakable Palace" Wang Jing's defense......

It's broken!

At the same time, because there are only two members of the main selection team in Group D, Wang Jing and Fang Luantian.

Defeating Wang Jing also means that as long as Wang Feiyu does not make a mistake in the future, even if he loses to Fang Luantian, he will become an unprecedented first-year player in the Santa Fe Badminton Club!

Positive selection of players!

These two words represent honor!

It also represents strength!

Crowning Santa Fe's strength!

"Won...... Fei Yu really won...... Won Senior Wang Jing! Huang Wei's voice trembled, this result was a big surprise.

Su Hanxue, who had always been quiet, also showed a bright smile at this time, and she said silently in her heart: "Wang Feiyu, good job!" ”

However, among these people, I'm afraid the happiest is Yu Na.

"Won...... Wang Feiyu, you really didn't disappoint me, you won't lose, right? With tears in the corners of her eyes, Yu Na looked deeply at the field panting, and the whole person was like Wang Feiyu fished out of the water.

It's just that she still hasn't said the other half.

"You won't lose, because you, Wang Feiyu...... It's the man I Yu Na identifies! ”

(Tomorrow on the fifth watch, starting at 2 p.m.) ）