That was exactly what the other side had in mind.
They wanted to have the likes of Fatty Yoyogi wear Wang Yi down.
That was also why there were only five minutes of rest between each of the first two mini-games.
Since the Hou Yi Team relied almost entirely on Wang Yi for offense and defense, he had burned through a tremendous amount of energy over the first three games.
Once Wang Yi was nearly exhausted, they could send in their professional players and easily handle him.
They simply hadn't expected Wang Yi to be so ferocious. He'd won the first three games, making it 3–0.
Wang Yi glanced at the three professional players on the other side.
He chuckled.
"You think a few rotten sweet potatoes and bad eggs like them can stop me from flattening Yoyogi?"
As he was speaking, the referee was already urging the Hou Yi Team:
"Players, please take the court. The fourth quarter is about to begin."
Miyakawa Maya couldn't hold back any longer. She spoke to the referee in English:
"Each game gets five minutes of rest. It's only been four minutes. What are you rushing for? Are you trying to wear us down with this underhanded trick?"
The referee had been called out, but he didn't seem embarrassed. He simply said, "Sorry, I misread the time. You have another minute to rest."
Miyakawa Maya muttered, "Baka!"
She had gained a whole new appreciation for how shameless these people could be.
After another minute of rest, the referee came over again to urge the Hou Yi Team onto the court. This time, he did so with complete confidence.
When the Chinese spectators saw the three burly men from the other side take the court, they all started cursing.
"I looked into Yoyogi Park's