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Chapter 9 Slaughter Seven Middle School (2)

"Fast attack!" Kim Nam-chul passed the ball and shouted!

"Stand up and watch the show!" Tang Haoran used the ball twice and felt his whole body burning! He looked at the Jiangbei No. 7 Middle School player who hurriedly ran to his side to return to defense, and smiled disdainfully. Just when Jin Nanzhe's head suddenly rushed up, Tang Haoran was stupid and gave up such a good attack time. Why did Tang Haoran move!

He swept through half the game like a strong wind!

A person who turned around without slowing down swiftly passed by Chen Hao who was trying to stop him!

At this moment, other players from Jiangbei No. 7 Middle School still have no time to stand!

After passing Chen Hao, Tang Haoran rushed to the inside of Jiangbei No. 7 Middle School again!

Just as Tang Haoran rushed into the three-point line, Jiangbei 7 small and medium forward Liu Wei rushed back to the inside in time! He looked at Tang Haoran with a serious expression.

Tang Haoran seemed to have not seen Liu Wei, and was still running at high speed and rushing towards the basket!

"Looking for death!" Liu Wei took a step forward, raised his hands, intending to give him a block when Tang Haoran dunks!

When Tang Haoran took a step into the free throw line, his legs pushed the ground hard! With the violent friction sound of the floor, he soared into the air!

Liu Wei also jumped up! He was confident and only found out in horror that when he reached the highest point, the little white face opposite him was still rising!

"He is really just a high school student!" Liu Wei had to raise his head in the air and looked up at Tang Haoran who was stretching his body to the fullest!

The moment his thought flashed, Tang Haoran's arm was thundering from top to bottom, and the basketball he was holding was thunderous!

The huge impact generated by the slam dunk made Liu Wei stagger back in the air! He lost his balance! His back hit the floor!

Tang Haoran hung on the basket ring, shook his hair covering his eyes, and looked at Liu Wei who was lying on his back from top to bottom:

"This is a reward for your arrogant performance when you warm up."

"You...!" Liu Wei struggled to stand up, trying to say something, and finally walked away with gritted teeth.

...

"Hey, it's my turn to the next ball!" Yōlong said to Jin Nanzhe and Tang Haoran.

Tang Haoran shrugged: "I don't care."

Kim Nam-chul squeezed out an unhappy expression: "Okay, but if you fail, don't blame me for not feeding you the ball!"

Yilong glared at him: "Do you dare? If you dare to do that, after the game, we will go to the rooftop!"

"..." Jin Nanzhe cursed in his heart with a bully expression: "I will torture you to death by playing football skills! I will not be so intimidated! A bastard! One day, I will beat you, Wang Bo, Zhang Kuang, you three! "

Jin Tongzhao stood up and shouted to Bao Hanfeng:

"Bun! You dribble more stably and your center of gravity are lower! The opponent's point guard is flexible, so don't dribble too much! Stable!"

Bao Hanfeng nodded, feeling his face hot, as if he had been slapped two loud slaps! Until now, he had no point and even the ball was cut off! He took Shao Mingyu's pass, followed Jin Tongzhao's words, slowed down, and carefully transported the ball to the frontcourt.

Jin Nam-chul was still staring at him with the dying expression, but this time Bao Hanfeng learned his lesson, his center of gravity was very low, and the amplitude was very small.

"Bun!" A voice sounded and asked Bao Hanfeng for the ball! Bao Hanfeng glanced at Liu Wei, who had just been humiliated! He stuck Tang Haoran with his body and reached out to signal!

Bao Hanfeng flipped his wrist and passed the basketball over! "Come on! Weizi! Score a goal!" he shouted.

Liu Wei, who took the ball, suddenly turned around and wanted to dodge a loophole in Tang Haoran. Unexpectedly, Tang Haoran's center of gravity was very stable and motionless. The two of them just seemed to be in a confrontation!

Liu Wei made a breakthrough forward and bumped into Tang Haoran! Tang Haoran was hit by him and his body moved a step back! Liu Wei did not break through with the trend, but retracted his body and took a step back! He made a shooting move!

Liu Wei is full of confidence in his goal, and the training touch mixed with sweat made him know that this goal will be made!

"This level is not enough!" A voice sounded! Tang Haoran jumped up! His raised right hand slapped hard on the take-off basketball! The basketball was slapped into the half-court! Jin Nam-chul and Bao Hanfeng were rushing towards the basketball!

"No one told you not to shoot when you hit your opponent and take a step back! Because your little strength is not enough to make people lose balance." Tang Haoran's tone continued to stimulate Liu Wei indifferently after landing.

And Kim Nam-chol is indeed worthy of the title of Galaxy's private skills. He jumped into the ball like a hunting dog! He didn't care about the pain of his body rubbing on the floor!

"It seems that you said that you were not as good as Kim Namcheol who controls the ball that day, and Kim Namcheol who controls the game is not as good as you, so you have to add one more sentence." Wang Bo looked at Kim Namcheol on the court and said to Zhang Yang.

"Which sentence?" Zhang Yang asked with his knees in his hands.

"In my opinion, that guy's basketball enthusiasm is higher than you." Wang Bo said.

"Not necessarily." Zhang Yang said lightly.

...

Before Kim Nam-cheol stood up, he passed the ball to Yiong: "Japanese boy! Come on! If you fail such a difficult pass for me! I promise to go to the rooftop to get you done after the game!"

Yilong took the basketball and smiled: "Welcome to the rooftop! If you are tired of playing basketball, playing games can effectively relieve mental stress!"

After saying that, he took a few basketball shots and said to Chen Hao, the basketball captain of Jiangbei No. 7 Middle School, "Please give me some advice, Galaxy private Yilong."

Chen Hao was in a mess at this time and was always asserted by the outside world that he was the worst team in Jiangbei basketball. As soon as he started, his strength was far superior to his Jiangbei No. 7 Middle School!

"Lost to Galaxy Private? You will be laughed to death by other high schools!" Chen Hao suppressed all his thoughts and looked straight at him:

"You can't get over me! A private kid from the Galaxy!"

"Boy?" A brow raised, and anger flashed across his face! He was rampant in the Galaxy for too long, and no one dared to call him that. Even Jiang Canghai, who is known as the number one in Galaxy, would nod and scream when he saw him.

Yi Long bent down! "Bastard! It's very rude to call someone a kid!" After saying that, he slapped the ball! He crossed his feet! He rushed towards Chen Hao's left!

"Go a bet!" Chen Hao felt aggrieved. In fact, he could choose to slide and continue to stop a breakthrough, but when his team was intercepted and blocked continuously, he decided to break the next high ball! Because Chen Hao is left-handed!

The moment of lightning flash! The two of them crossed!

Chen Hao's finger touched the basketball! But it was just touched! A dribble was very fast! And it was powerful! Chen Hao's finger just touched the basketball! The power was not enough to poke the basketball flying!

"Almost a little!" Chen Hao stopped, and at this moment, Yilong had already rushed behind him!
Chapter completed!
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