The five people fell to the ground in a circle, surrounding the silver moon in a posture of devout worship. The mystery and strangeness contained in it broke the conventional cognition, impacting people's vision and soul. People were astonished, but also involuntarily conquered by its unique sense of picture.

This picture is so beautiful that it is breathtaking, as if time has really been paused at this moment, and everything around is quietly still. All the noise, shouting, tension and other emotions are temporarily forgotten, leaving only the breathtaking scene in front of you.

Every detail seems to be endowed with magic, attracting everyone's attention and making them unconsciously fall into it and unable to extricate themselves.

Everyone was deeply attracted by this scene and immersed in it, their eyes full of amazement and curiosity. Their minds kept pondering the reasons behind this strange picture, but they could not find the answer for a while. They could only stare quietly, trying to engrave this unique moment deep in their memory.

Especially the audience sitting high up.

With their unique perspective, they were able to take in the entire scene, and the scene had an even stronger impact on them.

They felt as if they were in a fantastic dream, overlooking this miraculous scene, and the shock in their hearts was beyond words.

Some viewers even forgot to breathe and stared with their eyes wide open, afraid of missing any subtle details. They were completely immersed in this picture full of mysterious beauty, staring at the scene intently, mesmerized, and even reluctant to blink, afraid of missing this wonderful and historic moment.

There were even some quick-witted reporters who took pictures of this scene as soon as possible, wanting to record this shocking moment with their cameras so that more people could witness this great moment.

At this moment, the sound of a broadcast broke the silence, and the mechanical and cold voice echoed in the stadium.

"The game is over... The winner is... the Dream Team..."

The sound of the radio was like a huge rock suddenly thrown into a calm lake. After a loud "bang", a thousand waves were instantly stirred up.

The stadium, which had been in deathly silence, suddenly exploded like a ignited powder keg. The silence was completely broken, and was replaced by a surging noise like a tide.

The crowd, who had just been immersed in the shocking and bizarre scene, seemed to be pulled out of an illusory and blurry dream by the broadcast. They woke up instantly, and the confusion in their eyes gradually faded away, replaced by confirmation of the result of the game and the various complex emotions that followed.

Immediately afterwards, the entire stadium was like a boiling ocean, erupting with shouts and cheers that seemed to break through the sky.

The sounds gathered together and echoed in the stadium like thunder, deafening and venting everyone's long-suppressed emotions.

There were shouts so excited that their voices became hoarse, screams so excited that they danced with joy, and cheers full of respect and admiration for the Dream Team, all interweaving into a carnival melody of victory.

The bright red numbers on the electronic scoreboard hanging above the stadium displayed the scores of both teams clearly to everyone, as if silently announcing the final outcome of the game.

Dream Team 164 to Jabberwock 163.

On the court.

Yin Yue, who was standing quietly in the middle of the five fallen people, spoke lightly.

"Enjoy your victory in your dreams!"