Feather edge 65: Chapter 65
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With a powerful and swift kill shot, Chen Yong sent the ball whistling through the air, slicing towards the area where Coach Wang Min was positioned. The speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to react. The ball violently collided with the floor, emitting a dull sound, marking the reversal of the score to twelve to twelve, a tie. At this moment, the entire arena was immersed in admiration and cheers. 0
 
The players on the sidelines couldn't help but burst into enthusiastic cheers and applause. One by one, they stood up, excitedly shouting Chen Yong's name, their faces filled with immense pride and excitement. This scene was not only a celebration of Chen Yong's comeback, but also an appreciation of his willpower and perseverance. 0
 
 
Lin Fei stood on the sidelines, watching Chen Yong's outstanding performance on the court, unable to help but show a satisfied smile. He saw Chen Yong go from repression to release, from self-doubt to regaining confidence. At this moment, Chen Yong was no longer the hesitant person, but a true warrior, bravely facing challenges and finding his own path in adversity. 0
 
The atmosphere on the competition court reached a boiling point. Faced with such changes, Coach Wang Min couldn't help but show a relieved smile. He witnessed Chen Yong's growth, from a captain bearing pressure and expectations, to an outstanding player who could burst with amazing energy under pressure. All these changes are telling everyone that badminton is not just a sports competition, but also a process of personal growth and transformation. 0
 
 
At the moment when Chen Yong's teammates were enthusiastically celebrating his regained confidence and demonstrated strength, Coach Wang Min cleared his throat, interrupting the cheers on the field. His voice sounded somewhat hoarse but full of power: "Ahem, it seems like you've finally come to your senses, Chen Yong?" 0
 
Chen Yong looked back at his coach, his face showing deep gratitude and determination, and replied firmly, "Thank you, coach. I now... don't want to be lost anymore." There was a firm light shining in his eyes, as if at that moment, all doubts and pressures had vanished into thin air. 0
 
 
Coach Wang Min nodded and a faint smile appeared on his face as he said, "Not being lost is good... It's been a long time since someone has been able to ignite my fighting spirit..." Before the words had even finished, a powerful and mysterious force suddenly emanated from him. This force seemed to invisibly shake the entire stadium, and everyone could feel the intense and profound strength. 0
 
In this force, Coach Wang Min appeared even more majestic and unrivaled. His eyes sparkled with an unfathomable light, like a master hiding his true strength, now finally ready to unleash his full power. This transformation left everyone on the sidelines holding their breath, eagerly anticipating the astonishing showdown about to unfold. 0
 
 
When Coach Wang Min's mysterious and powerful aura slowly emanated, the entire stadium seemed to produce a subtle vibration. This force carried a strange and elusive atmosphere, as if it could directly touch the depths of everyone's soul present. Even Chen Yong, who possessed a strong basketball spirit at this moment, felt a strange sense of oppression in the face of this mysterious power. 0
 
A sly smile appeared on Coach Wang Min's face, as if he had already anticipated everything. Astonishingly, a phantom of a small gift box appeared on his left shoulder. This box seemed ordinary, but it shimmered with an unusual light, emitting an incredible magic. The appearance of the gift box made the atmosphere of the entire stadium even more tense and expectant, with everyone's gaze focused on this mysterious little box, curious about what changes or challenges it would bring. 0
 
 
Chen Yong stood on the court, staring fixedly at the small box. His breathing became somewhat rapid, and he gripped the racket in his hand tighter. He knew that facing a master like Coach Wang Min, any small change could be the key to victory. And this mysterious little gift box was undoubtedly the most unpredictable factor in the upcoming showdown. 0
 
Lin Fei gazed at the mysterious gift box on Wang Min's shoulder, his eyes filled with curiosity and confusion. This sudden apparition seemed closely related to Coach Wang Min's tennis spirit, but Lin Fei couldn't understand its underlying meaning. 0
 
 
Next to them, Zhang Min saw this scene and a look of disgust appeared on his face. He pursed his lips, seemingly understanding something about Coach Wang Min's "ball soul," and said disapprovingly, "I knew it... Coach's 'ball soul' is really not something serious... It feels like it's just messing with people's mentality..." His words carried a hint of mockery and disdain, as if he was somewhat repulsed by Coach Wang Min's approach. 0
 
Upon hearing Zhang Min's comments, the other team members also cast curious glances. Coach Wang Min's "ball soul" seemed different from their understanding of a conventional "ball soul," hinting at deeper mysteries and tactics. Lin Fei felt a hint of unease, privately pondering the true meaning of this gift box and how it would affect the upcoming game. 0
 
 
As Coach Wang Min revealed that sly smile, Chen Yong seemed somewhat uneasy. Holding his racket, he took a deep breath and focused on serving the ball. The ball flew towards Wang Min, who effortlessly returned with a tricky shot. The ball slowly approached the net, almost as if it would get caught, but at the last moment, it flipped over the net. 0
 
Seeing this, Chen Yong rushed forward and quickly lifted the ball high. Meanwhile, Coach Wang Min leisurely stepped back, his footwork steady. Once in position, he calmly readied his racket, seemingly unfazed, and waited for the ball to arrive. 0
 
 
At this moment, Chen Yong looked particularly tense. He stood in a defensive position, his whole body taut, his eyes fixed on every move of Coach Wang Min, ready to face any possible ball route that the coach might send. The atmosphere on the entire court became especially tense as a result, and the other team members also watched this scene with bated breath, waiting for the exciting showdown to come. 0
 
 
 
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