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Chapter 73: The Last Ball

Zhao Yong stood up slowly, looked at Ye Xiang, and his eyes narrowed carefully, but he would never appear again when fighting alone. With Ye Xiang's speed and skills, he would not be able to keep up with the rhythm by defending himself. If he continues like this, he will really lose.

So after two failures, Zhao Yongqiu passed it out as soon as he arrived, and then blocked Ye Xiang's way and won the time for charge for his teammates. Knowing that he could not be Ye Xiang's opponent, then he would be victorious if he was entangled with Ye Xiang.

Perhaps because of Ye Xiang's power to win two goals, the player was a little embarrassed and dared not shoot. If Cheng Luo was in the serving area, he was a regular here. With his physical strength, they would not have the chance to shoot.

The ball turned around and returned to Zhao Yong's hand, and he put his back on Ye Xiang again. Of course, this time it was not a one-on-one fight. Another player was put on Ye Xiang's left shoulder, and Cheng Luo was on the right, so it was difficult to break through.

Of course, Zhao Yong would not miss such an opportunity. He dribbled with his right hand and quickly broke into the game. The real no-man's land is of course not a no-man's land. With Cheng Luo at the basket, Zhao Yong didn't like it and was entangled by him again. All the cross-border three-pointers, cross-border walks, jumps, and shoots...

Ye Xiang has no choice. If he slows for 2 seconds, Zhao Yong will have no chance. Zhao Yong is still a little confident about his shooting skills. After all, he can't count the number of shots. Such movements have formed a natural result, and the basketball turns into an arc:

"Swish!"

Under the expectations of Zhao Yong and the others and the sight of everyone, the basketball jumped over the basket and entered the Nets. Zhao Yong and the other two breathed a sigh of relief. It was not a zero-dan anymore. If they lost three-for-two, it was not embarrassing, it was a shame.

"Okay, Zhao Yong scored a goal!" Cheng Luo really doesn't have much trouble. As long as he has the chance, he will not miss any opportunity to eliminate people.

Zhao Yong glanced at him: "If you want to be eliminated, just try to eliminate it. I don't care!"

Cheng Luo raised a middle finger: "I'm digging a hole to despise me!"

Zhao Yong: "Get out!"

.........

Everyone was speechless. He was so talented, how could he despise him? Two living treasures!

Cheng Luo served the ball to Ye Xiang and said leisurely: "Do you want a slam dunk?"

Ye Xiang answered without thinking: "No!"

Cheng Luo said unhappily: "It's boring!"

Zhao Yong and the others took care of Ye Xiang again, but this time they didn't know anything about it. It can be said that Ye Xiang was hit by the shadow. The ball was in Ye Xiang's hands and they didn't want to grab the ball, just to stop this great god.

"God Master Ye, I've stopped this ball today!" Zhao Yong bit his teeth. This was too shocking and completely out of control!

Ye Xiang smiled: "Is that true?"

"Must!" Zhao Yong encouraged himself, his heart trembling.

"Do you want me to let you?" Ye Xiang said contemptuously.

Zhao Yong was in high spirits of fighting: "Don't talk so much, let's go first!"

Basketball is now as if it is growing on Ye Xiang. With Ye Xiang's speed as fast as a cheetah, Zhao Yong and the others are a little overwhelmed. Ye Xiang is too fast. Of course, if a congenital warrior uses true energy, the few people in front of him are really decorations, and what they see is just Ye Xiang's shadow.

Ye Xiang dribbled the ball with a big stride with his left hand, trying to break through to the left, Zhao Yong hurriedly followed and prepared to bounce to prevent Ye Xiang from shooting, and another teammate moved quickly behind him to prevent the real breakthrough to the left.

But a smile appeared on the corner of Ye Xiang's mouth, his body quickly shrank back like a spring, and the basketball racquet hit the floor and bounced into his right hand.

"Not good!" Zhao Yong's eyes tightened. Ye Xiang's move was too perfect. His current strength could not be done. His body bounced up like a flying swallow to stop Ye Xiang from shooting. Even if he couldn't stop it, it could interfere with Ye Xiang. The player behind Zhao Yong rushed to Ye Xiang's right to block Ye Xiang's breakthrough on the right. The left side was now completely empty, but Ye Xiang was now rushing to the right and could not make big strides again.

Although Ye Xiang could not move a big step again, he still turned around and pulled the position, with his left foot as the center, and the ball bounced into his hand and rotated with the flow. With a misalignment, a perfect move, Ye Xiang appeared again in the gap on the left.

No one is blocked, no one is disturbed, no one is disturbed, no man’s land, bounce, wrist press, the basketball hits the basket with a perfect arc, and the last goal of the first game ends perfectly.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

......

The onlookers couldn't help but applaud. Ye Xiang's movements were perfect, and his skills were even more admirable. He was very light and free and fulfilling. These eight words were not an exaggeration to describe him.

Lin Shiya was so excited that her hands were slapped red.

The excitement on his face was filled with uncontrollable excitement, which made people look at it. His fair and flawless skin revealed a faint red pink, and his thin lips were delicate and delicate. He was elegant and extraordinary. He had a light and aura. As he looked around, his eyes were flowing, and he was endlessly gentle and charming.

Many Guan Zhongshen looked at the beautiful people from the sky, intentionally or unintentionally, Lin Shiya, all of whom felt a sense of loneliness. Her prince was not them, but Ye Dashen and the basketball prince who fought fiercely on the court.

"God Ye, I admire you, I admire you very much. I gave up today!" Zhao Yong is a person who dares to do things and does things. If he loses, he loses. He also knows that Ye Xiang should not have the full force of his battle. He can dunk and his accuracy, and his calm face. No one can interfere with his pitching, let alone block his hat.

"You don't even see who he is. Will my brother Cheng Luo be bad? Can you get along with me every day?" Cheng Luo was really arrogant at this time.

"Go away, what does Ye's skill have to do with you? Don't I know your skills yet? I lost one goal last time!" Zhao Yong made a ruthless blow.

Cheng Luo: "What a fool, it seems like you have never lost to me!"

Zhao Yong: "That's my carelessness!"

Cheng Luo: "Why don't you say your aunt is here!"

Zhao Yong: "Get out!"

Lin Shiya looked at Cheng Luo Yin Tooth Demon. How did this guy connect his nerves and couldn't control them at all. The onlookers watched the two of them quarrel interestingly, and they felt like they were husband and wife. If Cheng Luo and Zhao Yong knew about this idea, they would probably have vomited out their bitter galls.

"We've fallen, that team comes up to avenge us!" Zhao Yong and the other two ended up being very straightforward!

Zhao Yong and others are the most powerful group here, and it will be difficult for the people who will avenge them next!

Ye Xiang didn't know a group of people who came up. Of course, he would know people who never came to this place. Cheng Luo had some impression of them, but he didn't know the name and played well, but he was a little worse.

Facing Ye Xiang and watching Ye Xiang play basketball off the court are completely different. It is really a kind of enjoyment, unparalleled technique, flawless movements, agile figure, beautiful and happy!

All afternoon, Ye Xiang and the other two fought hard on the basketball court. After resting in the middle, they fought one after another. Ye Xiang was also interested in it. He joked with everyone, and felt a sense of indescribable pleasure in his heart, and his mood produced something new...
Chapter completed!
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