Chapter 514 The Block of Century!

You must have seen the penalty line dunk;

You must have seen the air buckle.

But have you ever seen the empty knot buckle after the free throw line takes off?

No one has seen it!

It is conceivable that when this buckle appears, it is extremely polarized to people.

Wang Yi this free throw line was emptied and took over the storm, causing the entire center of Golden No. 1 to fall into an instant silence.

Everyone stayed:

stunned!

transfixed!

This is the dunk they have never seen before.

This is a dunk that they had never dared to think about before.

Even if someone thought about it, it would be a dunk contest instead of actual combat.

But now, now!

Such a free throw line jumps and the buckle buckle, and it really appears in front of them.

And in actual combat.

Not only these fans are silent, but the big sharks O'Neal and Magic Johnson on the commentary, the expression of the two is like copying and paste.

Simultaneously glared;

Synchronize the mouth O -type O -type;

Synchronous restlessness.

A dull wooden shark;

A stunned wooder.

Not just them, in the Tencent NBA live room, Yang Yi and Wang Meng also have synchronized expressions.

And all fans who see the live broadcast are all synchronized expressions.

It's like when you open a website, countless the same exactly the same flowers and green web pages.

The fans who saw this ball at this time all showed the same expression.

His eyes widened and opened his mouth.

All Chinese fans have two words on their faces: I grass!

All American fans have two words on their faces: Oh Magaga!

All Russian fans have two words on their faces: Wu!

Fans who have a good life have two words on their faces: Nony !?????????????????

It wasn't until a few seconds that they returned to God.

Golden No. 1 center burst instantly.

But do you think their expressions are not copied, is their behavior normal?

wrong!

Although their expressions are not copied, their voice has begun to copy again.

"Oh, my god!"

"Oh, my god!"

"Oh, my god!"

Nympho

"Holy Shit!"

"Holy Shit!"

"Holy Shit!"

Nympho

Even the commentator O'Neal and the magician Johnson are synchronized, synchronized shit.

After several comments in the Tencent NBA live room, their language is also synchronizing.

"oh--"

"Cang is ah! It's amazing!"

Above the barrage, at this time it is already full screen text and expression.

You can't see a complete sentence at all.

Girls' dormitory of a university in Huaxia.

"My Grass King Zhizhi -Flying! Take off! Brother Yi has taken off!"

Wang Zhiman nodded again and again, waved the pillow of Wang Yi's head in his hand: "Oh -crazy, crazy, my brother is going crazy! The free throw line is empty and the explosion is buckled, my brother is going crazy ...

… Eh? Why are you grass first? You grab me line. "

Li Fei ignored her and said, "It's not Brother Yi crazy, I think it's crazy."

In a residential building, Xiao Ke looked at the picture on the computer screen, and suddenly jumped excitedly.

I hit the tea cup and hit the rice bowl.

But he ignored it, grabbing the mouse pad, waved hard.

"Brother Yige -Yi Ge Cater —— Yi Ge Niu Catch-"

In the office.

A fat man jumped excitedly and twisted his body rhythmically.

The leader happened to pass through the door of the office. Seeing this scene, he learned to answer: "I know, your wife gave birth to a child again."

A cafeteria in Chang'an.

Hundreds of boys cheered in unison:

"Forever God, Brother Yi, or I will give you one!"

"It's a animal!"

"No human!"

"Hao Naiqiu, Brother Yi Mengdi!"

In a city, the office of the Sports Group.

The teachers of all sports group are concentrated here.

(These physical education teachers seem to only know how to watch the ball all day long, and there are still some business).

"Pharaoh, are you sure you are a son? Isn't it a monster?"

"Pharaoh, shouldn't this son your son be an alien?"

"I watched the ball for a lifetime, so I haven't seen the free throw of the free throw."

In the live broadcast room of the Tencent NBA, after marveling, Yang Yi watched the slow movement of the seventh time on the screen on the screen, and kept shaking his head.

"It's so beautiful, it's so beautiful!"

Wang Meng's luster of light and tiles kept lit: "It's really beautiful, this is definitely the most beautiful dunk I have ever seen, none of them. Guyouby's jumper is beautiful, today there is Wang Yi dunk like a plug -in!"

Yang Yi: "Look at his posture in the air after he jumped, the whole body bent into a bow shape. It was so far away in the air. In the end, the bow shaped into an anti -bow -shaped.

Basket. This is the ultimate manifestation of basketball violence aesthetics. "

Wang Meng continued: "I just said that Wang Yi would throw and self -deduction will become the top ten dunk this season. In a blink of an eye, I was hit. This ball should be the top ten of the season .."

Yang Yi thought for granted: "More than the top ten of the season this season. I believe that after a few years, this picture will definitely become a classic shot in the history of basketball. This is the most representative dunk in the basketball.

A representative dunk. As a commentary, I should be more rigorous, saying that he is one of the most representative dunk in history. But at least in my mind, this dunk is the most representative dunk in history.

There is no one. ""

Far in a apartment in New York City.

Bai Jordan looked at the dunk, he laughed.

Shaking his head gently, murmuring in his mouth, "This guy ... this guy ..."

Now think about it, he still had the idea of ​​looking for Wang Yibi Bi Dunk, and felt so ridiculous.

Back to the center of Golden No. 1.
To be continued...