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"How is it? Senior Yang, am I right? They're not a gnawing bone, are they? " Meng Yunfei stood at the entrance of the locker room, looking at the green face Yang Qing while taking joy in his misfortune.

"Now, I don't want you to be long-winded here! "Haoyu, get Brother Fei out of here." Yang Qing said coldly to Zhang Haoyu. Although he did not like a villain like Meng Yunfei, because of Meng Yunfei's position and pressure on Chen Fan's side, he still could not directly turn hostile.

"Senior Yang, I didn't finish my words. It's not too late for you to chase me away after you hear me out!" Meng Yunfei said without a care.

Zhang Haoyu also spoke up for Yang Qing on the side: "Brother Qing, just listen to Brother Fei's words. See if he has any good ideas."

Yang Qing did not speak, and directly agreed to Zhang Haoyu's suggestion.

"Sometimes, if you can't do it clearly, you can come by secretly! Although Zhang Jun's speed and strength are powerful, Tan Bin and Su Xiang's speed may not necessarily be comparable to yours. You only need to do this … " Meng Yunfei wanted to say something but hesitated, a sinister look flashed past his eyes.

Zhang Haoyu heard Meng Yunfei's idea and asked suspiciously: "Brother Fei, although this idea is good, but isn't it too much of a idea?"

"A man doesn't care about small matters. Since ancient times, which person who does great things has not had a means to not see the light of day?" Although Meng Yunfei's words were said towards Zhang Haoyu, in reality, it was said towards Yang Qing. In this locker room, Yang Qing was the boss.

Yang Qing muttered to himself for a moment, then raised his head and coldly said: "Then let's do it, you're neither a man nor a man. They forced us to do this, so you can't blame us for being ruthless and merciless."

Once Yang Qing opened his mouth, the other two didn't have any more worries. After the three made their plans, they walked out of the locker room complacently.

Meng Yunfei crossed his arms in front of his chest, his body leaning on the door of the locker room, watching Yang Qing's back as he walked out, a pleased and cold look flashed past his eyes.

"The ancients said that one should bow to the enemy without a fight; I wonder if I am right?" Meng Yunfei laughed coldly, "Zhang Jun, don't be complacent, and don't blame me for it. In the end, the ones who offended Chen Fan won't have a good ending. In the second half, Yang Qing and the others will teach you guys a lesson. They hope that you guys can still walk out of the gym when the time comes and not crawl out of there. "Haha …"

As the first half was the first round where "Monarch Descends" attacked, Zhang Jun and the others were the first to attack in the second half.

Zhang Jun took the basketball from Tan Bin's hands, looked at Zhang Haoyu who was defending him, and when he saw that the one defending him was not Yang Qing, Zhang Jun did not hesitate to throw the ball and ran down the stage. However, what Zhang Jun did not expect was that Zhang Haoyu did not stick close to him. Zhang Jun was able to finish a beautiful top basket and hit the ball in with ease.

In the face of Zhang Jun's increased score, not only did Zhang Haoyu not show any signs of anxiety on his face, he even revealed a trace of a smile.

"The good show is yet to come, I'll let you all enjoy it for a while." Zhang Haoyu picked up the ball and ran out of the 30% mark.

As usual, Yang Qing took the orb from Zhong Wei when it was his turn to attack with "Monarch Under Heaven".

Yang Qing's eyes suddenly flashed with a trace of coldness. After passing the ball to Zhang Haoyu, he fiercely rushed inside. Zhang Jun, who was defending Yang Qing, also ran in behind Yang Qing. The two of them, one in front and one behind, rushed to the bottom of the basket.

Just when everyone thought that Zhang Haoyu would pass the ball to Yang Qing and beat him up, an unexpected scene occurred.

"Ouch!" Tan Bin bent down and held his stomach, and cried out in pain. Zhang Haoyu then used the chance when Tan Bin bent down to throw the ball in.

"Tan Bin, what's wrong?" Seeing that, Zhang Jun and Su Xiang anxiously ran over to Tan Bin and asked.

Tan Bin rubbed his stomach, enduring the pain he felt and said angrily: "When that guy caught the ball, he intentionally hit my stomach."

"Holy sh * t!" When Su Xiang heard that Tan Bin had been tricked by Zhang Haoyu, he wanted to run over and take revenge for Yu Ji.

"Come back here!" Zhang Jun pulled back the impulsive Su Xiang and shouted at him, "Isn't it obvious that you fell into a trap when you went to exact your revenge like this? Tan Bin has already committed a technical violation of the rules, so why don't you go and eat it again?

"At worst, I'll just give up on this match!" Su Xiang's temper flared, he had already forgotten about the words he was about to say and shouted loudly.

Zhang Jun was too lazy to bother with him now, she turned to Tan Bin and asked: "How are your injuries? Can you still hold on to the match? "

"I'm fine! However, I was tricked by that son of a b * tch, so I got angry for a while. " Tan Bin shook his hands and said angrily.

Just then, the judge walked over and asked Tan Bin: "What's wrong? Can you still hold on to the match? "

"Judge, the opponent's big and tall shadow. When he caught the ball, he intentionally hit his stomach." Su Xiang did not wait for Tan Bin to speak and quickly complained to the referee.

"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.