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**Chapter 133: The Devil's Request**

Lin Feng's question hung in the air, heavy with anticipation. Wen Xiyue's smile grew wider, his eyes gleaming with a hint of mischief. "Ah, you want to know the scope of my offer, do you?" he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Very well, I'll tell you. I'll give you the skills, the talent, the recognition – everything you need to become a legend on the court."

Lin Feng's brow furrowed, his mind racing with the implications. What did Wen Xiyue mean by "everything"? Was he talking about mere fame or something more? The thought sent a shiver down his spine.

"And what's the price?" Lin Feng asked, his voice firm but laced with a hint of doubt.

Wen Xiyue chuckled, the sound sending a chill down Lin Feng's spine. "Oh, the price is simple. You'll have to play by my rules. You'll have to do what I say, when I say it. And most importantly, you'll have to trust me."

Lin Feng's eyes narrowed, his instincts screaming at him to run away. But something about Wen Xiyue's words resonated deep within him. He felt a spark of excitement, a thrill of anticipation. What was Wen Xiyue's ultimate goal? What did he want from Lin Feng?

"I'm willing to listen," Lin Feng said, his voice measured.

Wen Xiyue's smile grew even wider. "Excellent. Then let us begin. Our first task is to eliminate a certain team from the competition. A team that's been a thorn in my side for far too long."

Lin Feng's eyes snapped into focus, his mind racing with the implications. Who was the team? And why did Wen Xiyue want them eliminated?

"So, what's the plan?" Lin Feng asked, his voice laced with a sense of trepidation.

Wen Xiyue leaned in, his voice dropping to a whisper. "We'll take them down together, Lin Feng. You and I will crush them, and I'll show you just how powerful I am."

Lin Feng's heart raced, his mind whirling with the possibilities. He felt a sense of unease, a sense of foreboding. What was he getting himself into?

As Wen Xiyue's words faded away, Lin Feng felt a cold dread creeping up his spine. He knew that he was walking into a trap, one that would change his life forever.

And as he gazed into Wen Xiyue's eyes, he saw something that made his blood run cold – a glimmer of malevolence, a spark of madness.

The game was on, and Lin Feng was ready to play. But at what cost?