In the noisy basketball hall, the applause and cheers were gradually overwhelmed.

Just like on the ancient battlefield, two armies faced each other and the war drums were beating.

A warrior with a golden sword and an iron horse, his anger can swallow up thousands of miles like a tiger.

A grand picture of thousands of troops comes to mind.

The spectators in the stands were shocked.

Many people cast curious glances at where the students from Class 9 were.

"What an amazing momentum."

"My hair is standing on end."

"My scalp is numb."

"Zhenzhong's support team has something good!"

"After all, they are a strong team in our province. Even if they are facing the league's dominant Tsinghua High School, how can they lose in terms of momentum?"

"Yes, yes, this is our team from Hua Province. Today, we are all fans of Zhenzhong!"

"Zhenzhong, come on!"

"Zhenzhong, come on!"

…

Xu Jie and Zhou Tao beat the war drums.

It directly inspired the endless enthusiasm of the audience.

After a while, the sound of cheering for Zhenzhong was like a roaring mountain and a tsunami.

The sound echoed throughout the Shuiyun Basketball Hall!
Chapter completed!