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Holy Emperor City Rebellion 17

There were constant boos outside the court. When Xiang Cheng saw that the ball was stolen, he immediately panicked!

But at this time, another figure quickly slid over and snatched the ball back from He Chen!

It's Dou Ming!

Dou Ming passed the ball back and Xiang Cheng caught it. Dou Ming said from a distance, "It doesn't matter, Xiang Cheng, don't be nervous, we are here! Even if the ball is taken away, I can still get it back for you!"

"Nicely said!"

"Xiang Cheng, calm down!"

The team members comforted him one after another. Xiang Cheng looked around at everyone, feeling warm in his heart.

For his mistakes, the team members did not blame him, but continued to encourage him. What else did he have to fear?

He took a deep breath and gradually calmed down his nervous mood.

The vision in front of me is also becoming wider and wider.

He ducked out of the way, like an arrow off the string, and rushed out with the ball!

After Xiang Cheng and Zhuo Yuan adjusted their condition, they quickly integrated into the team. They kept in mind their mission on the field, dragging their opponents to death and wearing them down! They were exhausted and unable to fight anymore!

Soon, the rhythm was getting slower and slower, and an attack took longer and longer...

Soon, people in the audience discovered it.

"Is Yunyinmen deliberately slowing down the pace?"

"It seems like hey, what are they thinking? If they win this game, they will win. Shouldn't it be a quick decision?"

Everyone was puzzled.



Ling Xuewei could probably guess what Elder Siyuan was thinking.

It must be said that this was a desperate move.

If you are not careful, you will lose everything.

I never knew that Elder Siyuan was actually a crazy gambler?

If they win the second game, it is a victory. Ordinary people will definitely try their best to win this game. But in terms of strength, Yunyin Sect is not as good as Wanxiang Sect.

If it turns out that they can win head-on, their chances of winning are extremely slim. There is a huge chance that not only will they not be able to win the game, but they will over-exhaust their main force. If this situation really comes to pass, they will not be able to win even if there is a third game.

Therefore, Siyuan simply replaced Bai Lichen and Su Yuanzhi and made such a game.

He placed all his bets until the third game.

To put it bluntly, Yunyinmen simply gave up the second game.

However, he will use this second game to wear down the opponent's physical strength and endurance and give the two of them time to recover.

I have to say, this is a wild gamble.

And the person who can come up with this idea must be someone who knows his team members well and is quite proficient in tactics and strategies.

After thinking about all this, Ling Xuewei simply admired this low-key and restrained uncle.



The second round lasted for nearly half an hour!

This is almost the longest game in all the finals! The audience also went from being abusive at first, to their voices gradually fading, and then to being completely brought into the game... I originally thought that Yunyinmen was the one who had his head hacked.

After kicking the donkey, it turned out that this was not the case at all!

After nearly half an hour of competition, no matter which side they were on, they were exhausted!

In particular, Sheng Mantai, He Chen, and Lin Ge looked like they were fished out of the water, their bodies soaked in sweat.

The longer the time went on, the more impatient they became, especially the full table with angry faces! Finally, he made a mistake during an introduction to batting! The ball hit the fence and flew out!

"Wow!"

The audience was in an uproar!

"What's going on? Such a good opportunity, but the ball didn't go in?"

"There was no one on defense just now, right?"

"What are you doing with this full stage? If this goal is scored, Wanxiang Sect will win this game!"

Even the Wanxiang Sect disciples were wailing.

Sheng Mantai was stunned when he saw that the ball did not go in.

"Get back on guard! Senior Brother Sheng, what are you doing?"

Zhuo Yuan dribbled the ball towards his own goal quickly, very fast!

Sheng Mantai finally came to his senses and immediately chased him out! But it was already too late!

Zhuo Yuan was about to score a goal. Fortunately, at the critical moment, the "iron wall" blocked the goal!

The score is still four to three!

Shengmantai let out a long sigh of relief.

"Shengmantai, what are you doing? That goal just now was so important, and you made a mistake?"

"The opportunity we finally created was wasted!"



The team members complained about the injustice. After the game, everyone was tired and inevitably a little emotional. But how could Shengmantai, such a proud man, endure such grievances?

He swung the club out and grabbed the collar of his teammate who was mocking him, "You still have the nerve to criticize me? If it weren't for your poor skills and holding me back, why would the game have been delayed until now?"

"What did you say?"

"That's what I said!"

Seeing that the two were about to take action, others rushed over to start a fight!

"Why did the fight suddenly start?"

"Fuck, isn't it?"

"Dududu——!"

The whistle sounded and the referee issued a warning.

The Wanxiang Sect elder rushed over with an ugly expression, "Let go! What are you doing! This is a competition! Do you want to be kicked out?!"

The scene suddenly became chaotic...

After finally pulling him away, the Wanxiang Sect elder had no choice but to replace Sheng Mantai in order to calm his mind.

He passed by Xiang Cheng and glanced at him from the corner of his eye.

Xiang Cheng looked gentle and harmless, with a dark light flashing in his eyes.

Sheng Mantai is impulsive, irritable, and impatient. Did this guy see through this and deliberately provoke him, or was it just... a coincidence?

There are so many coincidences in this world?

His gaze shifted from him to Siyuan in the distance, his eyes flickering.

Being able to formulate a series of strategies against them, this person is not simple. It seems that they have been studied very thoroughly.

"Go away!" Sheng Mantai waved away the people around him and stepped forward angrily, "You'd better calm down. They are targeting you and deliberately making you angry just to influence your judgment. Don't be fooled."

"It's a small trick! You think I will be fooled? Who are they? They are not even qualified to carry my shoes!"

The elder frowned, "They can reach the finals and their strength is beyond doubt. Don't underestimate them!"

"Are you trying to embolden other people's ambitions and destroy your own prestige? I don't need you to tell me what to do!"

"Sheng Mantai, pay attention to your attitude! I am your master after all!"

Sheng Mantai was arrogant and arrogant. After playing the second game for so long, he was already upset and angry. If it continues like this, it will be detrimental to them.

"Gao Xing, you come up. If the table is full, you come down."

"What?! Are you crazy? Let me come down instead?!" Sheng Mantai couldn't believe it, and the elder didn't even look at him. "Go on, we must win this game!"

"You didn't hear me when I was talking to you..."

"Sheng Mantai, if you don't obey the command again, I will revoke your qualification to play! Don't forget, the sect asked me to lead the team. Even if you are the sect leader's direct grandson, you can't act recklessly! Now, calm down and calm down!

If you keep talking nonsense, you will sit on the bench until the end of the game!"

After saying this, he walked away!

Sheng Mantai's face was ashen.

Soon, the game continued.

This time, they are no longer aggressive and are proceeding steadily.

Finally, they won the second game. (To be continued)


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