The God-level Steal in Sports Chapter 338

“Smack!”

“Smack!”

…

“Bang!”

“Thirty-zero!”

Philip lost two points in a row, and his expression was very unpleasant. He actually lost two points in a row; it must be because he hadn’t truly gotten serious yet, which allowed Zhou Feng to take advantage!

Yes, that’s it! When he truly gets serious later, that’s when Zhou Feng will suffer a crushing defeat!

On the opposite side of the court, Zhou Feng shook his racket, stretched his wrist, and smiled faintly, looking very relaxed.

“Effortless,” Zhou Feng said calmly.

“This is…” Coach Smith, who had been watching the match from the umpire’s chair, saw the current situation and replayed the rally in his mind. He suddenly had an epiphany.

“So that’s how it is. What a clever Chinese kid. He found a way to deal with it so quickly,” Coach Smith said with a smile.

Zhou Feng had just used a power return. Although Philip’s Butterfly Shadow Step was fast, it didn’t mean its power was strong. When returning Zhou Feng’s power shots, it would inevitably consume some time, though not much, it was enough for Zhou Feng to react.

The advantage of Philip’s Butterfly Shadow Step was its ability to return the tennis ball quickly, leaving the opponent no time to react, making it difficult to receive the ball.

But with Zhou Feng’s approach, the advantage of Philip’s Butterfly Shadow Step was gone. In fact, Philip seemed to be suppressed by Zhou Feng.

Coach Smith had watched some of Zhou Feng’s match videos and knew that Zhou Feng had excellent on-court reactions, handled situations calmly, thought meticulously, possessed an astonishing physique, and combined with Zhou Feng’s ball skills, he would undoubtedly be a very outstanding professional player.

Although he expected Zhou Feng to find a way to deal with Philip, he didn’t expect it to be so fast.

What astonishing thinking ability!

“Smack!”

“Smack!”

“Smack!”

The yellow tennis ball flew back and forth across the court. Zhou Feng’s lips always held a faint smile. That’s right, just as Coach Smith thought, Zhou Feng didn’t try to find a way to break Philip’s Butterfly Shadow Step. Instead, he chose to counterattack!

Since Philip’s Butterfly Shadow Step was so fast, why not directly suppress him from his weakness? Why bother looking for a way to break it?

Whether it’s breaking or suppressing, the important thing will only be the result!

Now, Philip was successfully suppressed by the power returns, which meant Zhou Feng had succeeded!

“Bang!”

“This game, Zhou Feng wins!”

“Two-one!”

“Damn it!” Philip couldn’t help but curse. Zhou Feng actually won another point!

Zhou Feng was just a newcomer. Would he really be defeated by him?

No, impossible! He was so amazing, how could he lose to Zhou Feng!

“I’m getting serious now!” Philip said with a gloomy face. Just wait, the next shot would be his moment to counterattack!

“Come on,” Zhou Feng said calmly, looking at Philip’s gloomy face and his fierce little eyes directed at him, appearing as light as a cloud.

“Hmph!” Philip snorted coldly, jumped up, and served the ball with a swing of his racket.

“Smack!”

Looking at the flying tennis ball, Zhou Feng smiled, “Let’s finish the match quickly and go have dinner with Coach Smith.”

“Smack!” Zhou Feng gripped his racket tightly, the muscles on his arm bulging, and his eyes instantly became incredibly sharp.

“Mutated Spin!” Instantly, a flash of light seemed to pass under the umpire’s chair, and then with a “bang,” it exploded on Philip’s side of the court, bursting forth fiercely.

At this moment, Philip still maintained his ready-to-receive stance, knees slightly bent, upper body leaning forward, hands gripping the racket tightly.

Originally, Philip intended to use both hands to receive Zhou Feng’s power return. Two hands had more power, and this time he thought he could counterattack quickly, thus leaving Zhou Feng no time to react.

That way, Zhou Feng would surely lose!

However, what he didn’t expect was that this time it wasn’t a power return, but a Mutated Spin, a combination of power return and spin snake shot, which was much harder to return than a standalone power return or spin snake shot.

“Fifteen-zero!” After a while, Coach Smith announced with narrowed eyes.

This Mutated Spin, it’s not bad!

“What?!” Philip was startled by Coach Smith’s words and quickly turned to look at the court behind him, only to see a yellow tennis ball lying quietly not far away.

“It actually…” It was so fast! And it used the trajectory of a spin snake shot with the power of a power return!

No! This ball had a much greater effect than the two previous techniques hit individually!

This is… an amplification!

“Smack!”

“Smack!”

“Smack!” Another Mutated Spin!

“Smack!” This time, Philip caught the tennis ball with both hands on his racket.

If one were to describe their characteristics, Zhou Feng’s shots were fast and powerful, while Philip was fast on his feet and quick to return.

However, between the two, there was ultimately a difference in the word “power”!

The tennis ball was deeply embedded in Philip’s racket. Philip gripped the racket tightly, gritting his teeth, trying to hit it back.

“Thud!”

However, the next sound was not that of the tennis ball being hit back, but the sound of the racket and the tennis ball hitting the ground.

Philip’s racket flew out.

The tennis ball, naturally, also landed.

“Thirty-zero!” Coach Smith looked at Philip on the court below and frowned. Power was indeed Philip’s weakness.

“How could this happen…” Philip looked at his racket not far away, his hands trembling. His racket was actually knocked out of his hand.

That newcomer, was he really that strong?! Didn’t he just come with an invitation today?!

“Hey, want to continue?” From the opposite side of the court, Zhou Feng’s calm voice drifted over.

Upon hearing that voice, Philip’s eyes immediately filled with gloom, “Yes! The match isn’t over yet!”

Philip shook his hands to stop them from trembling, walked over, picked up his racket, and once again got into position facing Zhou Feng.

“Come on!”

“Smack!”

“Smack!”

…

“Bang!”

“This game, Zhou Feng wins!”

“Three-one!”

The match continued, but it wasn’t long before it had to be paused, as Philip could no longer hold his racket.

He had returned so many of Zhou Feng’s power returns before, and then continuously tried to return Zhou Feng’s Mutated Spin. The force of the Mutated Spin was even greater than that of a power return, causing Philip’s hands to tremble so much that he couldn’t grip his racket.

At this point, the score was: five-one!

Facing such a situation, Philip had to admit defeat, but when he heard Coach Smith announce the result, he was still unwilling.

Unwilling, to lose just like that. He hadn’t had time to hit the ball back, hadn’t had time to defeat Zhou Feng completely. How could it just end like this?!

He was unwilling!

“Alright, the match is over.” Coach Smith got off the umpire’s chair and walked over to Philip to check his hands.

“It’s fine, no major problems. Go to the infirmary later.”

“Yes, Coach Smith.” Philip lowered his head, his eyes full of unwillingness.

“Zhou Feng, next time I will make you lose miserably!”