The American Scripture

Steve gave up very cleverly, which surprised many people, because they were all defeated by Steve, but they didn’t have much to say, because Zhen Fan’s strength was there, and the comparison continued. It's just humiliation for themselves. Even so, Zhen Fan started to take it seriously and surprised them.

"You won't have a chance again, I swear!" Steve said to Zhen Fan, "You won't beat me anymore, let's play volleyball first, if you want to beat me, then you will do this first. Beat me, and then we will have a showdown, in the most masculine way, do you dare?"

Steve is smart, because he already knows that Zhen Fan has a great advantage in strength. If he directly compares with push-ups, he will probably lose immediately, and he won’t even have a chance to comeback. But the game volleyball , You have a great advantage, and strength alone is not enough.

"I'm here to pick up the ball, you come first!" Steve expressed his generosity to Zhen Fan generously, "I don't mind if I chase you, in fact I enjoy the process of chasing, unless you Scared!"

"No—" Zhen Fan suddenly looked at him and smiled, "I have always thought that our competition will only have two rounds, not more! So... in order to give you more opportunities Show yourself, I think it's better for you to come first...unless you are scared!" Zhen Fan retaliated with Steve's words.

"Well, don't say I never gave you a chance to catch up!" Steve glanced at Zhen Fan, and said that he grabbed a volleyball on the beach, and then drew a horizontal line on the beach. He drew a circle on the other end. The distance was a bit far away, but his accuracy was very good. Otherwise, it would not have hit Lawrence's head accurately so many times.

Selena looked at this distance with a smile on her lips. Obviously, at this distance, Steve's accuracy is the highest, and she doesn't want her boyfriend to lose the second game immediately.

"All dispersed, the game is about to begin!" Someone seemed to be maintaining order, and the onlookers dispersed consciously. Free up the venue for Zhen Fan and Steve to play. Someone started betting, and they would bet on a two-person game.

"I also bought you to win!" Lawrence yelled to Zhen Fan, "Don't let that kid have a chance." In fact, many people bought Zhen Fan to win. Because they have all seen Zhen Fan's power, even if this loses, Zhen Fan has a great chance of winning in the third game, and Steve is seeking his own way. Can't blame others.

"Boom!" The volleyball landed in the center circle. A splash of sand also caused cheers from around.

I have to say that Steve's accuracy rate is very high. Out of 100 balls, he has already shot eighty-eight shots, and eighty of these eighty-eight kinds have been scored in the circle.

"Ninety-nine!"

"hundred!"

The number of people reporting reached one hundred, and then raised his hand and announced loudly: "One hundred balls, only ten are lost, Steve. Ninety, that proves. He is still the best beach volleyball in our place. Master, God, worship him!" The man was obviously also a friend of Steve, and his shout was a bit forgetful.

"Unexpectedly, this guy is a pervert, will you win? Zhen!" Even Lawrence, who has confidence in Zhen Fan, is a little skeptical. He rubs his hands and waits unwillingly for Steve.

"Do you think I can't do it?" Zhen Fan smiled, then threw the volleyball over Steve, then stood outside the drawn horizontal line, raised his hand gently, and pushed the volleyball out. .

Everyone stared at the volleyball, including Lawrence. The ball drew an arc in the air, and then followed everyone’s gaze with a "pop", and it landed on the edge of the circle without splashing sand. Obviously, there was no power. Steve played hard and didn't make it into the circle.

"Oh--"

There were boos and sighs from all around. Those were the people who had bet on Zhen Fan. Obviously, Zhen Fan’s shot disappointed them, but this was also the surprise of the onlookers. Among them, because they all put Bao on the third game, Zhen Fan will have a good performance.

Now that Zhenfan won and Steve won each accounted for a lot of proportions, almost half of them. In their opinion, this should be a battle between the dragons and the tigers, a desperate contest, until the end, it is not known how to win or lose.

"Stay steady, Zhen, remember to use your wrist like this when hitting the ball!" Lawrence obviously played volleyball. Although his physical strength can't keep up, he still has some skills. He is enthusiastically telling Zhen Fan about his skills.

"Don't worry, Zhen won't lose!" Gary looked at Lawrence. I don't know when, Gary was also attracted to watch the game between them.

"Who do you think will win?"

"I have placed a bet. Five hundred dollars. I believe you are the same choice as me!" Gary smiled slightly. "How much did you press? Fifty? One hundred?"

"One thousand, buddy, I bet one thousand!" Lawrence shrugged.

With a sound of "pop!" The ball fell outside the circle again, this time farther away from the circle. Zhen Fan shook his head unsatisfactorily, and then threw a volleyball. He can even see the smile on the corner of Steve's mouth. Obviously, Steve already thinks he is determined to win.

There are a lot of people holding Steve’s thoughts, including his girlfriend Selena. She and her female companions are all booing collectively at Zhen Fan’s conceded goals. These beauties , It's very upbeat, but this kind of momentum is for Steve, not for Zhen Fan.

"You are determined to win this round!" A friend of his standing not far from Steve gave Steve a thumbs up! "I'm pressing you to win, work hard, show him something good!"

"Of course!" Steve gave the man a thumbs up. He didn't want to show weakness in front of his friends, even though he knew the third round would be very risky.

Zhen Fan waved his hand to hit the ball again, and the volleyball floated up, and then fell gently. This time it landed in front of the circle and still did not hit the inside of the circle. There was another regretful voice around, and some people were whistling, shouting at Zhen Fan: "Give up, Asians, you can't beat Steve!"

Zhen Fan ignored them, continued to receive the ball, and then continued to hit the ball, and then the hit ball continued to fall outside the circle. Someone was already counting. Zhen Fan has already hit nine goals. If he loses one, he will lose his chance to win Steve. If he loses two, he will lose the game.

Zhen Fan raised the volleyball in his hand again. At this time, even Lawrence, who had great confidence in Zhen Fan, was not optimistic about Zhen Fan. Only Gary smiled and said nothing.

"God bless, let this ball go in!" Lawrence drew a cross on his chest. It was obvious that he felt nervous, and he was very nervous, his eyes fixed on Zhen Fan.

"Don't worry, buddy, Zhen will win this game!" Gary smiled and said to Lawrence.

"But, buddy... God, he's going to hit this ball!" He yelled as Lawrence said. Then I saw Zhen Fan throw the volleyball in the air, and then gently hit the ball out.

Everyone looked at the ball until it landed on the sand and made a slight "poof" sound. It was firmly stuck by the sand. It didn't move or splashed. Obviously, Zhen Fan's power has been used all the time. Not very big, it has a higher feel and requirements for hitting the ball into the circle.

"This is just a coincidence!" Steve's heart jumped sharply, and then he quickly consoled himself, "This is just a coincidence, isn't it? I shouldn't be nervous, yes, he can't beat me as long as he loses a ball! "

"One, he got one!" Someone who was in charge of Zhen Fan applauded. These are some people who bought him to win. They cheered. They don't care who is Zhen Fan or Steve. Who can make them win? Money, whoever they support. Even if Zhen Fan only hit one ball into the circle now, they cheered loudly.

Then there was a booing. These were for Steve, including his friends and friends' girlfriends. Of course Selena was one of them, but she didn't boo.

"Two!" someone shouted again to count.

Zhen Fan seems to be a different person. The ball he hits is still so erratic and so light, but it can always fall steadily in the demarcated circle, one after another, and there seems to be no one. The ball missed, this kind of performance is both exciting and scary.

"Come on!" Someone was yelling for Zhen Fan again, because he had already hit ninety balls, and only nine of the ninety **** had been missed. If he keeps on and keeps one of the ten goals without losing, then he will win. And among these ten balls, it is very likely that a goal is not lost, because he has kept eighty-one without losing. What level is this? Perhaps the original nine **** were deliberately lost.

If that's the case~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Isn't this guy a pervert? That is too crazy, too incredible. Who can do this? Even the best volleyball player, whether it is beach volleyball or indoor volleyball, no one can do it.

"One hundred!" The last ball hit the circle, and someone raised their hands and cheered loudly. It was to win money and also for this miracle. He hit the ball ninety-one times in a row without a miracle of missed hands!

"One hundred, ninety-one shots, God!" Selena cried helplessly, covering her face.

And Steve was even more pale. When Zhen Fan hit the eighty-eighth ball, his heart began to shrink, and he began to feel a little suffocation in his breath, and now he finally tasted the bitter fruit. This guy named Zhen Fan has much better skills than him. He did that on purpose for those conceded goals.

This is what it's like to be humiliated. He knelt on the ground feebly, arched in front of his body, fixed his head on the sand, and did not move. Obviously he was ashamed.

"You lost!" A voice came from above his head, and he slowly raised his head to look at the face of the condescending man, making people look up, making people feel that the distance is so far away. (To be continued...)