The God-level Steal in Sports Chapter 348

Zhou Feng stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes unwavering, not a single movement.

Because this was the moment to prove the true effect of basketball skills on tennis.

However, in the eyes of the audience, it was a different story. They still believed that Zhou Feng hadn’t reacted in time and had given up on this shot.

“Giving up on the first shot without even trying, it’s such a pity!”

“Nadal, Zhou Feng has his hands behind his back, is he giving up?”

Nadal’s expression was solemn; he couldn’t be sure what Zhou Feng was doing.

Because this young man had already made him inscrutable during his serve. This was the first time Nadal had encountered someone on a tennis court who left him utterly clueless, a situation he had never faced since becoming a professional tennis player.

Before, no matter if he met someone stronger or weaker than him, Nadal could always see through their game. But with Zhou Feng, he had no grasp whatsoever.

“I don’t know!”

Nadal’s words astonished his friend beside him. Was this still the confident, dominating superstar on the tennis court?

Since seeing Zhou Feng, Nadal had shown surprise more than once, even seeming at a loss for words.

In the past, no matter how amazing a tennis player he encountered, Nadal could talk volubly, even pointing out their flaws and ways to defeat them. But facing Zhou Feng, he was hesitant and seemed utterly clueless about what to do.

“Bang!”

“Out!!!”

The referee’s booming voice echoed throughout the stadium, jolting the audience. They realized that Zhou Feng’s action of putting his hands behind his back beforehand wasn’t giving up on the ball, but rather predicting that William would hit it out.

Is that possible?

This question appeared in everyone’s mind, including William, who had hit the ball. He stood frozen in place, his racket unconsciously falling to the ground, his eyes filled with confusion.

At this moment, Nadal’s eyes blazed with dazzling light, a state he only entered when facing a worthy opponent.

Since Nadal had won consecutive Grand Slams, it had been a long time since he had encountered an opponent who truly excited him, an opponent he could go all out against. In many matches, he even had a playful mindset, where winning or losing no longer mattered.

But this was different. Just seeing Zhou Feng play for the first time, he felt that an opponent had appeared, an opponent who could make him go all out.

Nadal’s rising fighting spirit was also felt by his friend beside him.

He looked at Nadal with disbelief, then back at Zhou Feng on the court.

What was Zhou Feng’s world ranking? Yet he could make Nadal, the world number one seed, feel like he had found an opponent. No one would believe it if they heard it.

But this was reality!

Meanwhile, Zhou Feng was even more excited. He had finally officially used his basketball skills on the tennis court. This was him actively using them, not passively triggered.

For Zhou Feng, this was a qualitative change.

The reason Zhou Feng had his hands behind his back and made no movements was because when William served, Zhou Feng suddenly thought of the Emperor’s Eye from basketball, which could see through opponents’ movements and predict the future. If he could know the landing spot of the tennis ball in advance, he could prepare ahead of time.

As soon as this thought appeared.

A faint red light flashed deep in his eyes, very briefly. If one didn’t observe Zhou Feng’s eyes carefully, it would be hard to notice.

But this made Zhou Feng very happy. To verify its authenticity and whether it could truly be used, he stood still, because he had already seen the future.

William suddenly shouted loudly at the referee, “I want to challenge with Hawk-Eye!”

At this moment, William absolutely refused to believe that Zhou Feng stood still and he still hit the ball out. It must have been the referee’s eyes playing tricks, not seeing clearly. He wanted to challenge the call and have Hawk-Eye confirm it.

The referee glanced at William and asked in a deep voice, “Are you sure? No regrets.”

“Yes! I’m sure!” William clenched his fists and said resolutely.

Because in a match, a player has a limited number of Hawk-Eye challenges, only three. Each use consumes one, and unless one is very certain, people generally don’t use them casually.

“He’s challenging with Hawk-Eye, I wonder if William has a chance to turn the tables?”

“No, William is sure to lose!” Nadal said with absolute certainty.

In the eyes of a top tennis player, Nadal had already seen the ball go out.

However, some people still held out hope for William. When the screen showed the ball landing out of bounds, William’s face turned incredibly ugly. He had wasted one Hawk-Eye challenge, and consequently, a potential chance to win.

Next, Zhou Feng, using the Emperor’s Eye, appeared to outsiders as if he had divine assistance, predicting William’s serve trajectory one step ahead. He returned every shot successfully, leaving William scrambling to defend.

“Bang!”

The tennis ball grazed William’s neck and flew out.

“Bang!”

The tennis ball hit the net by a hair’s breadth.

“Bang!”

Shot after shot, either he couldn’t reach it or couldn’t hit it over. In the audience’s eyes, William’s technique seemed to have regressed to a child’s level. Under Zhou Feng’s powerful strokes, he struggled to even maintain basic defense.

With each lost point, William grew more agitated. But no matter how he changed his tactics, Zhou Feng could anticipate and respond.

This match, which everyone had expected to be a fierce battle, ended with Zhou Feng’s complete domination.

William didn’t score a single point in this match. When the match ended, William looked utterly dejected, completely dazed.

Since he started playing tennis and became a professional player, he had never experienced a match where he didn’t score a single point. Today, under Zhou Feng, he finally did.

The audience was exceptionally excited, especially Zhou Feng’s die-hard fans. They had witnessed a thrilling and exhilarating match, a match that made their hormones surge.

“Awesome, amazing.”

“Crushing opponents in basketball, still crushing opponents in tennis.”

“Still the same formula, still the same flavor.”

“Truly my idol.”