MM Racing Chapter 225
Chapter 225
"Damn
! fake, right? "Luck, luck! This ball must be lucky!" The
Shanghai sports students on the sidelines gradually came back to their senses and began to be active again.
Fang Hangyu's face was not very good-looking, and the athletes of the Shanghai Sports School Team under the ball rack also sank their faces.
Whether a person can play basketball or not, anyone who knows a little bit of basketball can tell it at a glance from the dribbling posture and shooting action.
Is it really all about luck?
Not necessarily!
Even if a student of the HKSI comes up from the court and throws a mid-range three-pointer with one hand in the midfield, 98 percent of it will be three non-sticks!
And Yang Ming not only entered, but also hollowed into the net.
It can be seen in the subtle way.
"Be careful, this kid is not simple!" a member of the team reminded.
"I said you guys are too fussed, don't let others be angry and destroy their own prestige, this kid's goal just now is pure luck, I don't believe he can score again!"
The guy who said just now that Yang Ming would eat ten tons of if he threw it in was shouting on the sidelines.
"Don't forget, you still owe ten tons of and haven't eaten~" Yang Ming teased sideways.
"You... Don't be arrogant, you're just lucky! If you can score this ball again, I'll eat twenty..."
Yang Ming, who was holding the ball, jumped again! The
same position, the same angle, and even the action of jumping and pressing the wrist were the same.
Shot!
The basketball crosses a parabola in the air.
It's
hollow again.
After
landing on the ground, Yang Ming looked back at the guy with a smile.
The latter's face turned red.
I didn't speak for a long time.
"Twenty what?" Yang Ming teased.
"Twenty is twenty, twelve is twelve, twenty is not twelve, twelve is not twenty..."
Yang Ming didn't bother with him, and turned his face to look at Fang Hangyu, who was already completely stiff.
"Are you still coming?"
"When... Of course, the game is not over yet, what are you proud of!"
In fact, he was already feeling the pressure.
One time is luck, so is the second time in the same position still luck?
Fang Hangyu asked himself, he shouldn't have such luck.
"Come on!" Yang Ming caught the ball again.
This time, Fang Hangyu did not stand still anymore.
After serving, he immediately leaned against Yang Ming, bent his upper body slightly, and made a gesture of all-out defense.
The spectators on the sidelines were no longer pressing, and their eyes were staring at the two people on the field without blinking.
Yang Ming moved again.
Still without any fancy showmanship, jumping on the spot and pressing the wrist.
This time Fang Hangyu also moved, almost at the same time as Yang Ming jumped, he also jumped.
Stretch out your right hand, and both of them leave the ground at the same time.
One shot, one tried to block the basket!,
but soon there was a shocking scene on the court.
Yang Ming's body is still on the rise, and Fang Hangyu's body has begun to fall.
You must know that Fang Hangyu himself is ten centimeters taller than Yang Ming.
But Yang Ming jumped higher than him!
That is, the moment Fang Hangyu's body fell, Yang Ming immediately made a move.
The wrist of the press rope slammed into force, and with a precise high throw line, the ball was shot.
The moment the ball was shot, the players of the Shanghai Sports School team under the basket knew that the ball was there again!
This time, the scene was silent, and no one dared to mock Yang Ming, and no one dared to underestimate Yang Ming.
Their eyes were firmly fixed on the 'little man' on the court, who was ten centimeters shorter than Fang Hangyu, and their eyes were shocked.
"Come again!" Fang Hangyu took a deep breath, he finally understood now, this guy was a hard stubble.
There can be no more underestimation and slackness.
Otherwise, today, as the vice captain of the Shanghai Sports School Team, he will be pressed and rubbed on the court by this foreign boy.
The
ball is sent out.
Yang Ming catches the ball.
Just when Fang Hangyu thought that Yang Ming was still jumping on the spot, this time Yang Ming began to dribble.
A crotch changed direction and wanted to rush forward, Fang Hangyu hurriedly followed, but Yang Ming's backhand was a shoulder shake and pulled back in reverse.
Yang Ming held the ball in his crotch several times, and changed direction several times, completely disrupting Fang Hangyu's footsteps.
Yang Ming took the opportunity to break through with the dribble on the right side again, Fang Hangyu was worthy of being a professional athlete who reacted very quickly and hurriedly went up to defend, clinker Yang Ming just shook a shot, when Fang Hangyu's whole center of gravity was biased to that side, he suddenly stretched out his arms and shook his shoulders and pulled back in the opposite direction, and suddenly changed direction in the opposite direction, and rushed from right to left.
Fang Hangyu was in a hurry, and tried to keep up with all his strength, but the two pulls just made him lose his center of gravity, and he slipped and sat on the ground with a slippery step.
Yang Ming was waiting for this time, when he suddenly stopped and leaned back at the two-point line, the ball was shot, and the basketball was steadily sent into the basket after a parabola.
Fang Hangyu, who was sitting on the ground, slapped the floor hard, his face was already extremely ugly.
The Shanghai Sports students on the sidelines all looked at this scene in shock.
Fang Hangyu was actually shaken by this guy's dribble?
That's the captain of the Shanghai Sports School Team!