235: C235 What a Disgrace

C235 What a Disgrace

At this moment, Tang Jian's other hair was dyed in various colors.

Judging from the fact that this guy didn't have a single piece of meat on his body, and that he was even more relaxed than his hair when he walked, he was at most the same level as Luo Qi. He was actually the worst person who came to deliver human heads. The reason why he was ranked second was because if he was ranked first, it would be too much of a blow to his morale if he was shaved bald.

However, being able to participate in the competition would at least not be too bad. In addition, after observing Zhang Muye for a period of time, he discovered that Zhang Muye was very strong, so he did not dare to lower his guard.

However, Zhang Muye accidentally used too much force and shaved Brother Wind's bald head.

Seeing Brother Wind's resentful gaze before he left, Zhang Muye felt that he had made a grave mistake.

The third one was Tang Jian. However, Tang Jian's expression did not look good. After all, Wang Xin had been beaten down, and Brother Wind had been shaved off his bald head.

This showed that Zhang Muye was very powerful!

Luo Qi had a smile on his face, but his expression was not very friendly. "Old Zhang, don't show any mercy. Tang Jian hates people who look down on him the most. The more you beat him up, the happier he will be. "

However, Zhang Muye still heard something different from Luo Qi's words. There were still people who liked to be beaten up?!

Therefore, Zhang Muye did not show any mercy. In the end, he accidentally used too much force and actually hit Tang Jian 10 to 2. Compared to the baldy, that was why he was eliminated?

Tang Jian's expression was extremely ugly. Apart from the finale, his strength was basically the strongest. His opponent was on par with Lv Liang, but only slightly weaker than Luo Yao. He thought he would at least be on par with Zhang Muye. He did not expect that he would be beaten to such a state.

He had just boasted that he would personally send Lv Liang off the stage. Now, he didn't even have the qualifications to fight Lv Liang.

When he got off the stage, he threw the ball in his hand onto the ground and said fiercely:

"Coach Wang, don't be lenient."

The last person to go on stage, Coach Wang, from his size and the way he held the ball, gave people the feeling that he was an "expert." They only saw him curling his lips. He said happily, "Don't worry, young Master Tang. I will teach a hundred of such people a lesson a year."

Zhang Muye did not dare to look down on them. From Coach Wang's confidence, he could tell that he must be an expert. He held the tennis racket tightly and started to hit the ball.

This Coach Wang was indeed an expert. Not only was he fast and accurate, but he was also abnormally stable. He also had a lot of stamina and almost did not make any mistakes.

This was a completely professional level. No wonder Tang Jian was so confident even after losing three matches in a row.

In a fight between experts, every second counted. A single ball could even be exchanged for dozens of rounds. Running alone would waste a lot of energy.

If it were a normal person, they would be exhausted from just running.

According to Coach Wang, no matter how strong Zhang Muye was, other than not having his stability, he might not have as much stamina as Zhang Muye.

Coach Wang wanted to play with his father in his heart? You son of a b * tch, I won't tire you to death.

But the poor Coach Wang met Zhang Muye today. Although Zhang Muye wasn't as steady as Coach Wang and didn't have Coach Wang's skillful skills, Zhang Muye's advantage was his vitality and explosive strength. Along with Zhang Muye's reading ability in the competition, he also took it seriously. The two of them actually had a good fight.

Furthermore, how could Zhang Muye be afraid of him in terms of physical strength?

And he even wanted to tire Zhang Muye to death, this bastard?!

As he hit Coach Wang, his face became somewhat ugly. Just now, he was bragging. Zhang Muye! He had to teach a hundred of these people a lesson every year.

However, seeing how he and Zhang Muye fought so hard that he even looked a little embarrassed, the onlookers wondered if this guy had to be taught a lesson by a hundred people every year.

At least sometimes, it gave Coach Wang the illusion that he was at a disadvantage.

When they fought to the end, it was actually 7 to 8?

Not only did Tang Jian's face turn dark, even though Coach Wang had temporarily gained the lead, he did not expect this game to be so intense. Lv Liang and Luo Yao's expressions were also very ugly. They all had sharp eyes and could feel that Coach Wang was very strong. If Zhang Muye was killed, Lv Liang would only be sending food to him from now on. Only Luo Yao could snipe him.

However, with Luo Yao's natural physical strength, the chances of her winning were not high.

Compared to Zhang Muye's calm expression, Coach Wang did not seem so calm. He had just said big words, but Zhang Muye's level had exceeded his expectations. This made Coach Wang lose some face. Therefore, when Coach Wang was about to serve, he still threw out fierce words. "Don't be complacent. You will suffer."

Then he saw Coach Wang raise his racket high and hit the ball with all his might.

Coach Wang used a lot of strength and strength. The tennis ball quickly crossed the net and arrived at Zhang Muye's field. Coach Wang's angle was extremely tricky. He sent it directly to the corner of Zhang Muye's court, and it seemed like it was going to fly out of Zhang Muye's court. Zhang Muye reacted very quickly and ran over to throw the ball into the opponent's position. Coach Wang saw that the opportunity had come. He did not wait for the ball to hit the ground and directly used the ball to block the ball. He used a lot of strength and not only did he make the ball return to Zhang Muye's position quickly, but he also made the ball return to Zhang Muye's position. Even flew out of the field again at an extremely tricky angle.

No matter how Zhang Muye's body had been modified and his speed was shocking, it was impossible for Zhang Muye to go against the principle of power to intercept the ball. Unless Zhang Muye's speed was faster than the speed of sound, it was impossible.

Obviously, Zhang Muye did not have such an ability at the moment. He could only watch the ball roll out of the boundary.

Compared to the cheers from Tang Jian, Lv Liang's heart was hanging by a thread.

7 to 9.

Coach Wang won the match point. If Zhang Muye lost again, he would be eliminated.

At this time, Coach Wang was a little smug, as if victory was within his grasp. Although it was a little complicated, at least he had saved the face that he had just boasted about.

Zhang Muye was not nervous. The more critical the situation was, the calmer he had to be.

It was Zhang Muye's turn to serve. Zhang Muye looked at Coach Wang's landing point, threw the ball high, and then jumped up to serve. He jumped high to let the ball enter half of Coach Wang's court, and then bounced high again.

"F * ck!"

This was the only thing Coach Wang wanted to say. Coach Wang ran to the place where the ball was. The poor Coach Wang was only 1.5m tall. He jumped up and stretched out the ball, but he could not reach the ball that was flying high. He could only watch the ball pass the ball and jump out of the court.

F * ck!

Tang Jian and Wang Xin covered their faces. They felt that they had lost the ball unjustly.

It was really too embarrassing to say it out loud because they were not tall enough!

Fortunately, Zhang Muye was not so lucky with every ball. Tang Jian and Coach Wang only thought that Zhang Muye had gotten lucky with this ball.

It was Coach Wang's turn to serve. He wanted to kill Zhang Muye with one move. But this time it was not as lucky as the previous ball. Although Coach Wang hit the ball, it was firmly caught by Zhang Muye and was immediately pulled back with great force.

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