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The Young King zhenyinfang 48090K 2022-07-19

”Yin?” The judge sneered at Su Xiang, ”I did not see him make his move, but I heard you shouting, Team member, may I ask, which eye of yours saw the opponent attacking him?”

”I didn't see him, but he …” Su Xiang wanted to defend himself, but was interrupted by the referee, ”Don't speak nonsense if you don't see it. I can show you a technical foul on the basis of what you just shouted. However, considering that you have already committed a technical breach of the rules, I will show mercy this time. ”Since you can persist in the game, then continue the game and don't delay any longer. Every team wants to win the game, but they can't do anything for the sake of winning the game.”

”Holy sh * t!” ”The referee really knows how to talk. I just hope his eyes are better than his mouth.” Su Xiang complained in a low voice.

”Since they want to play dirty, it's not like we can't. Later, we only need to do this.” Zhang Jun whispered into Su Xiang's and Tan Bin's ears, causing them to nod in acknowledgement as a strange smile appeared on their faces at the same time.

The judge gave the punishment that Zhang Haoyu's previous ball was effective, so Zhang Jun and the others had to re-organize the attack.

After Zhang Jun caught the ball, he gave Su Xiang a look. Su Xiang immediately turned and ran towards Zhang Jun. Zhang Haoyu, who was defending him, also ran with him. Zhang Jun passed the ball to Su Xiang and faced him directly. When no one was looking, Zhang Jun 'coincidentally' pushed his toes against Zhang Haoyu's tendons. Although the strength was very light, he managed to find the exact location accurately.

”Ouch!” Zhang Haoyu's legs were in pain, he was unable to stand steadily, and directly fell to the ground.

The corner of Su Xiang's mouth hooked into a cold smile. While no one was around, he leapt high into the air and passed the ball to Tan Bin, who was below the basket, to catch him. No one defended Tan Bin from the basket as he jumped up to throw the ball in easily.

”Judge, they broke the rules by kicking people!” Zhang Haoyu stood up from the ground, and directly ran towards the judge to reason with him.

In an instant, the match once again came to a standstill.

The referee's brows were tightly knitted. Although he clearly knew that there was something wrong with the previous two violations, he wasn't able to see clearly what had happened.

”If you say someone kicked you, then who kicked you?” Su Xiang asked the livid Zhang Haoyu while taking pleasure in his misfortune.

”It's him!” He kicked me in the ankle with his toe. ” Zhang Haoyu pointed at Zhang Jun and complained to the referee loudly.

Facing Zhang Haoyu's accusation, Zhang Jun laughed blandly: ”You said that I kicked you just now? ”Excuse me, do you have any evidence?”

Without waiting for Zhang Haoyu to argue, Zhang Jun confidently said: ”When you fell down, I was already four or five meters away from you. Do you think my legs were even four or five meters long? Excuse me, can I kick you down from four or five meters away? As the referee said, every team wants to win the ball, but they can't do anything to win the ball. ”

Zhang Jun's words made Zhang Haoyu speechless, and his face turned even redder than Guan Er. Although he knew that it was Zhang Jun's doing, Zhang Haoyu had nothing to refute him. He could only glare at Zhang Jun fiercely.

Actually, Zhang Haoyu did not know that Zhang Jun had used the acupuncture points on his leg. The acupuncture point that Zhang Jun had kicked did not cause him to feel numb and pain with a single kick, but rather, it had to be separated by a few seconds.

Zhang Haoyu was at a loss. Under the interference of the referee, he reopened the ball, while Tan Bin's previous ball was deemed to be effective.

Zhang Haoyu threw the ball and handed it over to Yang Qing. Yang Qing faced Su Xiang and Zhang Haoyu took the initiative to run over to face Zhang Jun. Facing Yang Qing's powerful offense, Su Xiang naturally could not stop Yang Qing's sharp breakthrough. Therefore, Zhang Jun had to go and make up for his loss.

Zhang Haoyu saw that Zhang Jun was preparing to increase his speed, and was trying to reach Yang Qing, so he quickly extended his leg out to trip him up.

If it was anyone else, Zhang Haoyu might still have a chance, but unfortunately, he chose the person he shouldn't have chosen the most — Zhang Jun.

Zhang Jun was acutely aware of Zhang Haoyu's movements, so he kicked Zhang Haoyu's leg mercilessly. He took the chance and fell forward, purposely tripping over.

The referee's whistle immediately sounded, halting the match. It was unknown if Zhang Jun's acting was really too good, or if Zhang Haoyu's movements were truly big, the referee did not hesitate to blow on Zhang Haoyu, trying to trip him up.

Even though Zhang Jun had only used three layers of strength when he stomped, it was still painful enough to make him howl on the ground. This time, it could be said that Zhang Haoyu had suffered a heavy loss. Not only did he not even manage to harm a single strand of Zhang Jun's hair, he had even injured his own leg.

With Zhang Haoyu being injured, Yang Qing had no choice but to let the fourth person on the stage replace Zhang Haoyu. Compared to Zhang Haoyu, the fourth person who had just gone up the stage, whether in terms of ability or coordination, was obviously weaker.

Zhang Jun looked at Yang Qing's ashen face, and finally agreed to the old saying: You reap what you sow, and you cannot live!

When Meng Yunfei, who was sitting in the stands saw that his plan had failed, not only did it not harm Zhang Jun, it had even helped him a lot. Meng Yunfei's expression was not much better than his. If Chen Fan was not present, Meng Yunfei would have definitely left the stage in anger.

After Zhang Haoyu had been injured and left the stage, the ”Monarch Descends” competition had basically become a one-sided show for him. It was undeniable that Yang Qing's ability was indeed very strong — he could attack or retreat, but it was still difficult for his fists to defend against four hands. Under Zhang Jun's lead, the deathwing quickly used Yang Qing's weak point of being unable to perform a small climax and in one fell swoop, established the victory in the competition.