"Beautiful, Qin Feng's counterattack is simply impeccable!”
"Look at that reporter. His expression is ugly after being scolded by Qin Feng. It's really satisfying!”
"Qin Feng is right. If it wasn't for the fact that I had too much homework when I was a student, how could Fidel be ranked first in the world?”
"Brother above, although I feel that you can't just drink wine and need to eat, there's nothing wrong with your words!”
"Qin Feng is indeed my Prince Charming. I love him!”
When Qin Feng used a few words to make the reporters in front of him speechless, he felt a burst of joy in his heart.
At this time, the reporters who had already prepared a lot of questions to make things difficult for Qin Feng did not know where to start. They could only leave dejectedly.
However, although the reporters had left, the audience was even more lively than before because Qin Feng's words were really too arrogant.
What did he mean by the world of tennis was just so-so?
There was no doubt that Qin Feng's words had offended the entire world of tennis.
Qin Feng had only won a small-scale competition, the Adelaide Open. The strongest player he had played against was Hewitt, who was ranked 49th in the world and had just recovered from his injury.
There were many strong players ahead of Hewitt.
Not to mention the top players in the world, such as Federer, Rafael, and Djokovic, Qin Feng had never even fought against the top players in the world.
Qin Feng actually dared to say such bold words before fighting with these people. Clearly, he didn't place these experts in his eyes.
However, many people felt that although Qin Feng was arrogant now, he had the capital to be arrogant.
Just the two godly skills of walking on a tightrope and flying swallow returning to the nest were enough for Qin Feng to occupy a certain position in the world of tennis.
More importantly, many people were still guessing if Qin Feng had other divine skills that he had hidden.
If that was the case, no one could guess how terrifying Qin Feng's true strength was.
Therefore, more and more people were looking forward to Qin Feng competing with the world's higher-level tennis players. Many people even thought that the world of tennis would be more interesting in the future.
"Mu Lei, I'm sorry to disappoint you. I lost!”
On the side of the court, Hewitt, who had lost the game to Qin Feng, said to Muray with an ugly expression.
Originally, Hewitt, who was ranked very high in the world, had lost to Qin Feng, who was ranked a few hundred in the world. It was already very embarrassing.
Moreover, he had lost the game with the help and reminder of Muray, which made Hewitt feel that he had lost a little too much face today.
"It's alright, Hewitt. It's not your fault. If you want to blame someone, you can only blame Qin Feng's two moves, Walking on a tightrope and Flying Swallow Returning to the Nest. It was a little out of our expectations.”
In the face of Hewitt's apology, Muray's face revealed a rare fighting spirit.
Mu Lei's personality had always been gentle, and his competitive spirit and desire to win were usually not displayed.
However, when he heard Qin Feng say that the world's tennis world was only so-so, he felt that Qin Feng did not take him, who was ranked fourth in the world, seriously at all.
Therefore, in order to save face, Muray secretly made up his mind that if he had the chance to compete with Qin Feng, he would definitely win back all the goals that Hewitt had lost today.
Moreover, Mu Lei felt that Qin Feng's two moves, Walking on a Threadline and Flying Swallow Returning to the Nest, weren't as powerful as he had imagined.
It's just that the appearance of these two moves was too sudden, causing those who were competing with Qin Feng to be completely unprepared.
Mu Lei firmly believed in his heart that with his level and his ability to study the game, he would definitely be able to find a perfect way to counter the Qin Feng Flying Swallow Returning to the Nest.
"Hey, everyone, look. Isn't that Sharapova?”
Just as Mu Lei made up his mind, someone beside him suddenly exclaimed, bringing his thoughts back to reality.
Following the gaze of many spectators, Muray found that when Qin Feng walked back to the players 'passage, a familiar figure suddenly held Qin Feng's arm with both hands from the side, looking very intimate.
Mu Lei was naturally very familiar with the person holding Qin Feng's arm. It was Sharapova, who was currently in the limelight in the tennis world. She was powerful and had outstanding looks.
Moreover, Mu Lei could tell from Sharapova's action of holding Qin Feng's arm that the relationship between Qin Feng and Sharapova was definitely extraordinary.
Muray had always heard that Sharapova had a secret boyfriend, but at that time, Muray did not believe such a rumor.
After all, Sharapova was so outstanding that even he couldn't help but have a good impression of her. It was just that he didn't have the chance or courage to tell her about this feeling.
And now, Mu Lei had a very ominous feeling from Qin Feng and Sharapova's actions.
Sharapova's rumored boyfriend was very likely Qin Feng. As long as he thought about how Qin Feng had already taken the initiative to attack the person he liked, and how it was very likely that the raw rice had already been cooked, Mu Lei's heart surged with intense jealousy.
At the same time, he felt a sense of defeat.
He had just said that he wanted to teach Qin Feng a lesson. However, before the competition even started, he had already lost to Qin Feng in the matter of women.
"Don't tell me I have to give a beauty to win the championship? I'm jealous. That's my tennis goddess!”
"Kid from China, please don't love my goddess too much!”
At this moment, the audience was saying all kinds of envious words.
After Mu Lei dispelled his sense of defeat, he also decided that if he had the chance to meet Qin Feng in the future, he would definitely vent all the resentment he had suffered today.
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