Seeing that Lin Feng had blocked his long-distance shot, Ding Min lost all confidence. He was only thinking about how to gracefully quit the match and abandon the bet. It wasn't that our side was incompetent, but the enemy was just too freakish!
"Damn! Lin Feng's jumping ability is insane, isn't it? No wonder he dared to say he'd beat Ding Min 10 to 0. They're not even in the same league!"
"Yeah, if Lin Feng had been at last night's friendly match, those punks from the Finance Class wouldn't have had a chance to be so arrogant. Didn't you see? Even their most badass team captain couldn't hold his head high in front of Lin Feng!"
"Go, Lin Feng! Beat Ding Min so badly he'll take detours whenever he sees you!"
The male students of the Operation and Management Class raised a clamor. Clearly, they had all suffered a lot of humiliation in last night's friendly match.
