The generation of beating miracles starts from joining Zhengbang

"You have great talent, why don't you join us? Your team can't build anything, you don't have your own funds, you don't have your own students, what can you count as?"

Hearing the other party's ridicule, he felt a little unconvinced, but there was nothing he could do.

Now I am indeed not as strong as the other party, not as good as the other party in terms of funds, and even less good in background.

Su Bai did not reply to him, but continued to play his own ball.

But this time he used all his strength, and this shot made the opponent feel a little uneasy and seemed a little scared.

Mutorou readjusted himself; he couldn't continue laughing like this.

He knew that the other person seemed to have used up all his strength, so even he had to concentrate on dealing with him.

The two men's focused competition naturally aroused cheers from many people, as they finally saw a peak showdown.

"Both of them are quite capable, but unfortunately they are not from our school."

Chapter 544: Famous for a Time

Naturally, the performance of the two attracted the attention of many colleges. After all, this was a national competition and many colleges across the country were watching them.

Most of these students are well-known students, and some can even be ranked among the top in the country.

For them, it is not easy to pick a player.

"I heard that the team seems to have just been established and doesn't have its own students yet. Why not bring them over?"

Many people were confronting Su Bai on the field. Su Bai had his own ideas, but he ignored them. His main goal now was to win the game.

Su Bai continued to play with his left hand. Although he was not a left-handed person, this was the only way he could do now. He had to accumulate strength for his right hand.

He is now using his weak hand to consume the opponent's strong hand.

In this way, he can accumulate more strength, and when the time comes, he can use his best hand to deliver the strongest attack.

Soon, the game had been going on for ten minutes, and neither side had scored a goal. Both players played very steadily, but such a file was destined not to lead to their victory.

If this continues, Su Bai will most likely lose the game because of his performance on the field.

Because judging from his performance alone, his performance was completely inferior to that of his opponent. He was almost suppressed and had no room to fight back. Yet he still managed to hold on this time.

"No matter what, I have to win a game this time, otherwise, I will really lose."

Su Bai forced himself to prolong his life and used all his strength to attack.

This attack was naturally delivered with his right hand. When he suddenly changed to his right hand, Muto Lang obviously did not react.

This time the tennis ball flew hard past his right cheek, but he didn't try to intercept it at all. The manager of Youth Academy was stamping his feet in anxiety, but there was nothing he could do.

With this goal, Su Bai temporarily won the game, and the match time on the other side was about to end. As long as he could hold on for this time, he would win the game.

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When Muto Lang wanted to counterattack, he looked at the time and knew that he didn't have many chances to fight back.

There are only 20 seconds. If he fails to defend within these 20 seconds, he will still have a chance.

"The last 20 seconds all depend on this one goal."

Mutoro gritted his teeth, this time, this ball was very crucial.

........ ..... 0

When he kicked the ball out, he was still trembling inside. When the ball was kicked out, it was blocked by Su Bai as expected.

When Muto saw the ball falling from the sky, his heart sank instantly. He lost this time.

"You are too arrogant. After all, you will eventually die from your own arrogance. If you didn't think you were very powerful, you wouldn't be like this now."

This time it was indeed Muto who was careless. If he didn't care, he wouldn't have been caught off guard by the opponent's sudden change of hands.

Mutoro could only admit that it was his own fault. After all, he had not expected the other party to suddenly change hands, and he had not observed the details of the other party's change of hands.

Chapter 545: Sensational

All of a sudden, the champion was announced, and everyone's bets were also revealed.

Muto Lang, who was expected by everyone, did not win the game. He lost to Su Bai. It was not because of his lack of strength, but because of his own character.

Su Bai knew that he was lucky this time. If he hadn't been careless, he wouldn't have been able to suddenly win this victory by changing hands.

"I won this competition '853', and you are nothing."

After the judges' judgment, Su Bai was indeed the winner this time.

Although the performances of the two players were slightly different, Su Bai won the game because he scored a goal.

When Su Bai returned to the team, many players paid tribute to him, including Kunimitsu Tezuka who was watching on TV.

At this time, I also felt a little relieved. I didn't expect that my captain could actually defeat this guy.

You know, back then, even he himself couldn't compete with Muto Lang.

If Muto Roji had not withdrawn from the tennis match midway, he would not have become the captain.

"This kid is growing up very fast."

Kunimitsu Tezuka's father was also watching the game with Kunimitsu Tezuka.

At this time, Tezuka Kunimitsu's father seemed to smell a business opportunity. He had already placed a bet on Su Bai, and this time he secretly saw the business opportunity and was ready to make a fortune from Su Bai.

Before the competition was over, Kunimitsu Tezuka's father had already gotten a lot of autographs.

This signature was signed by Su Bai himself, and it was signed a long time ago, but it was not signed just for these signatures.

"I mean, father, is it that serious? It's just a little money. You're selling his autographed photos. These things are not signed by him himself."

After the two of them talked for a while, his father went back to work on his matter, while Kunimitsu Tezuka continued to sit in front of the TV and watch the screen.

After the first game, there was no suspense in the remaining games. The only one left was between their team's Ryoma Echizen and the foreign students of the academy.

"You guys are a bunch of crap. You have no ability. Tennis is an insult to you."

On the court, this foreigner kept provoking the tennis players of his country. Even the organizers were a little excited and wanted to teach him a lesson.

Naturally, he would receive the due price for such shouting. Echizen Ryoma knocked him to the ground. This time, it was not just a display of hatred for tennis, but also an insult to his personality.

The moment he lay on the ground, everyone was relieved. Although the organizers could not obviously expel this person from the competition, there were some ways to educate him.

“I say you guys at Youth Academy need to take good care of yourself, otherwise it won’t be that simple. Just treat this as a lesson.”

The organizer came to the lounge of Seishun Academy and 2.9 issued them a ticket, which included a fine of yuan.

This is a warning from the organizer. If things continue like this, it may not be that simple and a ban can be imposed at will.

Although the Youth Academy agreed to the organizer on the surface, it still supported the foreign player secretly.

"These guys also gave us a ticket, a $50,000 fine."

Chapter 546: Tear Off

The moment the organizers left their room, the manager of Youth Academy tore up the ticket, as if nothing had happened to him.

This kind of thing has happened more than once or twice at Youth College, so the organizers prepared countermeasures early on.

After all, they are the organizers of this tournament, not to mention the organizers of an internationally renowned tennis tournament. We cannot let them treat our reputation like this.

"Since they like to be so arrogant, take good care of them. No matter what, you should target them everywhere."

This was some special privilege given to them by the organizers, and Qingchun College did not know at that time that they were receiving such preferential treatment.

But they encountered obstacles everywhere, as if the organizers had deliberately set a trap for them.

The individual competition ended very quickly. After only a few days, many students were eliminated.

Maybe it was because many of the students were unable to participate in the competition, or maybe many of them offended the organizers.

"This year's individual season is over. Prepare for the upcoming team competition. The team competition will be held in three days. During these three days, you can freely arrange your own combinations."

After the organizers announced the rules of the competition, they had already given up their jurisdiction over the place and they had to move freely within three days.

"You have three days to prepare well. You must win a championship and never embarrass yourself."

Su Bai gave his team a death order. No matter what, this was very important to them. They still needed to participate in training and then take part in competitions around the world.

They no longer have time to wait. They don't have much time now. They are just a small team that has just been established. If they delay any further, there may be problems with funding and personnel.

Even though many people are investing in them now, they still haven't withdrawn their previous 50% stake.

If you really want to make a big splash here, you need to withdraw these 50% shares so that you can improve the treatment of students.

Su Bai came to the door of the hotel at night and sat in front of the hotel, wanting to look at the moon in the sky. Echizen Ryoma couldn't sleep, so he came out and wanted to look at the stars.

"The moonlight tonight is so beautiful, it seems to suggest that the result of our competition in a few days will be as beautiful as it is."

"Why are you not sleeping so late at night? What are you complaining about? Go to bed."

Echizen Ryoma had just sat here, and before he could even warm up his butt, he was sent back by Su Bai. At this time, Su Bai sat up from the steps.

A ray of moonlight sprinkled on his face, making him feel somewhat holy and flawless, but 853 he no longer cared about that at this time.

"Okay, you should go to bed early."

After Echizen Ryoma finished speaking, he returned to his room. At this time, Su Bai was feeling the purity and innocence brought to him by the moonlight.

"Okay, go to bed and prepare for the next game."

Just when he was about to go back, his cell phone suddenly lit up, as if someone was sending him a message.

Su Bai felt a little strange. Why was someone sending him a message so late at night?

The person who sent him the message was a stranger, and there was no name displayed, only a caller number.

Chapter 547: Who are you?

Su Bai looked at the phone and called it. The other party was not asleep at this time, but it was a male voice, which he seemed to have never heard before.

"Who are you? Did you send this text? It says something about wanting us to lose this game."

This text message was sent by Muto Lang, and his purpose was to mock Su Bai.

Their Youth Academy could also gain some traffic from this, so Su Bai didn't care and blocked him and deleted the message.

He returned to the room, put down his mobile phone, lay down on the bed and fell into a sound sleep. Because he had three days of rest, he could sleep in for three days.

The next morning, he had not yet gotten up, while others had already gotten up early and started training. When he opened his eyes hazily, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

Su Bai struggled to get up from the bed. At this time, the team members looked at him with some surprise, but no one dared to say anything, after all, he was the captain.

"Oh, Captain, you fell asleep and didn't receive it. We left a letter for you. Someone outside said he would send it to you."

Su Bai, who was still in a daze at this time, picked up the letter and saw that there was no mark on it. After Su Bai opened the letter, there was a piece of pink draft paper inside.

After reading the contents, it was not a big deal. It was just some small things.

Su Bai called their coach to the office. At this time, the coach was guiding them in training for the next game, but was suddenly brought to the office by Su Bai.

"You should have seen this letter. You know what it says without me telling you. Those guys really did attack us."

Among them, whether it was the coach, Su Bai or Tezuka Kunimitsu, they all had their own plans in mind, wanting to win this game. The coach picked up the letter and found out after reading it.

The letter seemed to ask them to have a fake match, and if they lost the match, they would get 100 million US dollars.

This is a considerable amount of wealth for ordinary people. It is impossible for many people to earn this much money in their lifetime.

"This is a match-fixing incident. What do you think we should do? I don't like this kind of thing to happen."

For the coach, he would rather lose the game than play a fake game.

Su Bai did not agree with this idea. When they had just reached an agreement, it was shocking that the organizer actually showed up.

As the organizer of international competitions, the organizers generally don't care about such things.

"' What wind did I say that brought you here?"

"I came over to see you guys when I had nothing to do."

The coach took out the letter and showed it to the old guys. The old guys were also a little surprised when they saw this. They didn't expect that such a thing would happen next.

None of them is a fool. Having lived for so long, they naturally know what they mean, but they really cannot accept a fixed match.

"I can't help you with this. You have to handle it on your own. As for match-fixing, the best I can do is turn a blind eye."

Su Bai, who was drinking tea just now, spat out a mouthful of tea. It turned out that he thought we had misunderstood us.

"Don't worry, I didn't intend to fix the match, I just want you to find out who did it."

Chapter 548: It Can’t Be Them