Xu Long sat down in the front seat of the audience, where several boys sat there. Seeing him sitting down, he whispered to him: "Young Master Xu, have you lost to Xiao Ling again?"

"I really don't know when we can beat Xiao Ling once?"

"Xiao Ling is too skilled in playing basketball. I'm afraid we will never win him."

Speaking of this, several boys shook their heads and sighed.

Like Xu Long, these boys are among the top ten students in the school to play tennis, but none of them are Xiao Ling's opponents.

Xu Long took out a mineral water from his bag and drank a few sips, then looked at the boys and whispered: "I said why are you so unpromising? Just because you can't beat Xiao Ling, you dare not play?"

"Young Master Xu, so what if you are on the court? Like you, you are abused and not winning a goal? We don't want to be embarrassed when we are on the court." A boy wearing a white Anidis sportswear said with a pout.

Xu Long said: "We are not as good as Lin Fei before the fight."

"Lin Fei?" said a boy wearing sunglasses: "It was Lin Fei who accepted Xiao Ling's invitation to the Open?"

"Can he win Xiao Ling?" asked the boy in white Anidis sportswear looking at Xu Long.

Xu Long looked at the tennis court, Xiao Ling, who was resting on the sidelines, and said, "I have never heard of Lin Fei before, but I have watched his tennis video a few days ago. It seems that he is very capable, and maybe he really may beat Xiao Ling."

"Hmph, in order to pursue Yuan Yuxi, this Xiao Ling will score a rare goal every time Yuan Yuxi is present." The boy with sunglasses said.

"No, we were killed in every game, and our fans became his fans." The white Anidis boy said angrily.

The other boys also looked angry and whispered in dissatisfaction: "The tennis balls at Huadu University are all ruled by Xiao Ling alone, so how can we speak?"

"No, he showed off all the money and left us with no fans. He became one of the top ten young masters of Huadu University, and we became the garbage ball player in the eyes of all fans."

"If Lin Fei can really beat him, I must thank him."

Although Xu Long and a few boys are among the top ten students in the school’s tennis, they have always been so overwhelmed by Xiao Ling.

Nowadays, in addition to Xiao Ling's popularity, Yuan Yuxi has good skills and good looks and many fans, Xu Long, who were originally famous tennis players, have completely become losers under Xiao Ling's merciless attack.

The most unreliable thing for them was that the fans who originally supported them turned into Xiao Ling's fans after they were defeated repeatedly by Xiao Ling.

This is a very shame for them.

But Xiao Ling's strength is too strong, and they can't defeat Xiao Ling at all.

When Xu Long and his men whispered anger and vented their resentment, they could hear Xiao Ling's fans around him sarcastically at Xu Long and his men: "This Xu Long, Zheng Bing, Zhang Huan and others, their tennis skills are really rubbish!"

"That's right, I was still their fan before, but I'm no longer supporting them now."

"It's still our Prince Xiao the most powerful, and we win every battle!"

When Xu Long and his friends heard these ridicule, their faces were not good, and they all sat in the audience in depressed.

On the side of the tennis court, Xiao Ling sat on the bench and looked at the venue gate. It was almost nine o'clock, but Lin Fei had not arrived.

"Boss, will Lin Fei not come?" Xu Zixuan, the second son of the Seventh Young Master of Huadu, looked at Xiao Ling and asked.

Xiao Ling said: "It shouldn't be. That day he promised to compete with me in front of many people. If he didn't come, wouldn't he become a laughing stock for everyone?"

Xu Zixuan smiled and said, "But even if he comes, he will become a laughing stock of the audience. He will definitely not win the same ball as Xu Long."

The other few people in Huadu Seventh Young Master all smiled on their faces, but Li Qing, who was ranked fourth, did not smile.

Since Lin Fei was arrested by poisoning his sister's villa that day, and was almost torn to pieces by the four Liuyun heroes, Li Qing was completely afraid of Lin Fei.

So, when Xu Zixuan and others were thinking about how to deal with Lin Fei, he didn't participate in anything and chose to remain silent.

And he has decided that Lin Fei will compete with Xiao Ling, and he firmly supports Lin Fei.

Time passed by minute by minute, and it hung on the screen at a height of the tennis court, showing that it was already 9:10.

But Lin Fei was still not seen at the gate of the tennis court.

Xu Zixuan couldn't help but sarcastically said: "It's already 9 o'clock, and the time for the boss and Lin Fei's Open Championship was announced on the official website a day ago. Lin Fei wouldn't have known that he must have been a deserter."

Xiao Ling also had a look of disappointment in his eyes. He originally wanted to use tennis to humiliate Lin Fei in the open game, so that he could not bear to lose in front of Yuan Yuxi.

Unexpectedly, Lin Fei didn't dare to come in the end.

"He is lucky, and he knows that he will be terrible when he comes." Xiao Ling said in a cold voice, looking at the empty gate.

As soon as he said this, more than a thousand fans in the audience all laughed: "This Lin Fei is such a coward!"

"I don't even have the courage to play with Prince Xiao!"

"What a turtle shrunk!"

Xu Long, a few tennis players sitting in the front row of the audience, looked at each other, and a hint of disappointment flashed through their eyes.

"Oh! It seems that Lin Fei is just like us. He knows Xiao Ling is so powerful that he dare not come to play ball with him." Zheng Bing, wearing a white Anidis, sighed at Xu Long and others.

Xu Long and others were also depressed and depressed. It seemed that they would always live under the shadow of Xiao Ling.

"Who said I dare not come and become a deserter?" At this moment, a powerful and full of energy came from the gate of the tennis court.

Xiao Ling, Xu Zixuan, Xu Long, Zheng Bing, more than a thousand students in the audience, everyone looked at the gate of the tennis court.

I saw Lin Fei, who was wearing a black Tang suit and arrogant, stalking in with his hands behind his back.

Seeing Lin Fei, Xiao Ling, and Xu Zixuan happy, Lin Fei was actually here!

Thinking of defeating Lin Fei on the field and humiliating him well, Xiao Ling laughed.

In the front row of the audience, Xu Long, Zheng Bing and other players were happy when they saw that it was Lin Fei coming. Lin Fei came. If he could defeat Xiao Ling, he would breathe a sigh of relief for them!

Only Xiao Ling's fans in the audience still sarcastically sarcastically at Lin Fei when they saw him.

Xiao Ling walked forward and asked Lin Fei: "Lin Fei, why are you the only one here?"

If Yuan Yuxi didn't come, it would be meaningless even if he defeated and humiliated Lin Fei in the game.

Lin Fei smiled and said, "I originally wanted to come alone, but I am too popular and I can't even want to come alone..."

Xiao Ling almost thought he heard it wrong and laughed: "You are very popular? You can't even want to come alone?"

Lin Fei nodded and pointed to the gate of the venue: "Hey, don't believe me, look..."

Xiao Ling looked at the gate and was stunned: he saw thousands of students pouring in from the venue. They took neat steps, holding red cloth banners with the words "Lin Fei will win, Xiao Ling will lose", and entered with great fanfare, and shouted neat slogans: "Lin Fei will win, Xiao Ling will lose!"

The sound shook the stadium, making Xiao Ling feel deafening.
Chapter completed!