" Alright, let's continue with the challenge. This time, our arena champion is still No. 001, Pingchuan Song. He has already won nine matches in a row. As long as he can win one more match, he will receive a huge reward! I wonder if the next player will be able to form a successful blockade? Now, let us give our next contestant the loudest shriek.”
As the emcee in a white suit shouted, everyone's eyes turned to the exit. The next moment, with the sound of steady footsteps, a sunny boy in white sportswear appeared in everyone's sight!
"Did I see wrongly?"
"Is this for real…"
"Is this kid also a contestant?”
The moment this sunny boy appeared, the scene exploded into an uproar…
Pingchuan Song, who was standing on the stage, could not help but heave a sigh of relief. In his opinion, there was no doubt that he would win this time…
"This…"
The emcee was also stunned for a moment, but in the end, he calmed down and said,"Everyone, quiet down. This is the player who will be coming up. His name is Song Yu, and he is a genius player.”
"Bullshit!"
"Bullshit!"
"But so what if he's a genius? Could it be that he started playing tennis in his mother's womb?”
The moment the host explained, the audience became even more disdainful. Song Yu didn't say anything and just quietly walked to the tennis court in front.
At this moment, a strong smell of blood wafted from the stadium. Smelling the thick stench of blood, Song Yu narrowed his eyes slightly. At this moment, it was as if he was not in front of a stadium, but a terrifying and bloody Asura Hell...
"Little brat, not bad. Most people would pee their pants when they smell this!”
Song Yu didn't sit on the ground and wet his pants, which surprised Pingchuan Song. After a slight smile, he opened his mouth and teased.
"Is that so? If a tennis player can't even overcome this taste, then he won't be able to achieve anything in his life. What do you think?”
"Little brat, you're very interesting! I hope you can make me a little excited later. This way, I won't make you feel too painful and long!”Pingchuan Song was slightly stunned. When he spoke again, a dangerous aura flashed in his eyes.
" Haha…" Song Yu didn't say anything more. Because in Song Yu's eyes, he was already someone who would definitely lose, so there was really no need for him to waste his breath on him.
"Alright, the competition is about to begin. I wonder if anyone wants to place a bet? Song Yu's odds were now 1:50! As long as Song Yu wins, you will get 50 times the reward. Does anyone want to bet?”
After seeing Song Yu stand at the bottom line, the host shouted as usual and threw out a very exaggerated odds. However, not many people were interested because they all felt that Song Yu had no chance of winning.
"50 times. Why don't we give it a try?”
"What's the use of trying? That Hirakawa Matsuki had just won nine rounds in a row, and his momentum was at its peak. Not to mention this kid, even an ordinary pro player would find it difficult to gain an advantage over him. Even if he increased his chances by 10,000 times, it would be a waste of money!”
"That's true!"
……
"Little brat, it seems that no one believes that you can win!”Seeing that no one was placing a bet, he joked!
"That can only mean that they have no taste. Can I bet?”Song Yu smiled coldly. When he said the second half of his sentence, Song Yu raised his head and looked at the host standing on the stage.
"Of course!" The host was stunned.”
"Alright then!"
" I'll bet a million. I win!"
As he spoke, Song Yu took out a brand new check from his pocket…
Stunned!
Everyone present was stunned once again!
Did this kid get kicked in the head by a donkey?
Wasn't this throwing money away for nothing?
Did he really think he could win?
While they were in shock, they could not help but think of the battle record of this Pingchuan Song…
As a regular in the underground tennis world, this Hirakawa Matsuki was known as a meticulous and devilish analyst.
During the match, he would quickly analyze every shot on the spot, so that he could find the opponent's weakness in the shortest time possible. Once he found the weakness, he would follow closely like a maggot in the bone until the opponent completely collapsed...
Could it be that this brat did not investigate his opponent's information before participating in the competition?
Or was he planning to give up?
"What's wrong? Can't you afford it?" Song Yu did not care about the doubts of the others and only asked calmly! In the next moment, everyone's gaze naturally turned to the host...
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