Basketball Myth: Super Guard

"Which side do you think will win?"

"It's hard to say. I feel that the red team is taller. That guy is almost two meters tall, right? He looks like Tarzan, he must be a master."

"The two boys on the white team are not short. They both look like 1.9 meters. That black guy should play well."

Outside the stadium, people were talking.

In terms of height, the two sides are actually similar. The red team has a strong man who is close to 2 meters, and the others are all over 1.8 meters. On the blue team, Qin Hao and Butler are both 196cm tall, and the others are short. There are quite a few, and one of them is even less than 1.8 meters.

People's eyes mostly focused on the two-meter strong man named Aix and Butler, because the two of them were tall, strong and particularly eye-catching.

"Snapped!"

On the court, the referee threw the ball into the air, and Butler and Aikes jumped the ball. Although Butler was a little shorter in height, his bouncing and explosiveness far surpassed Aikes. He touched the ball first and slapped the ball. In the backcourt, Qin Hao just grabbed the ball and was about to push it forward when he saw Fogg, the only player on his side who was less than 1.8 meters tall, rushed for the ball. Qin Hao smiled and passed the ball.

Fogg's dribbling was still very skilled, and he quickly advanced the ball to the front court. He glanced at the situation on the court and saw that the person in front of him was a flat-headed brother, and immediately decided to play singles.

"Boy, you are too crazy." Fergie said: "I will let you know that arrogance has a price."

"Hey." Brother Flathead raised his chin, threw a sharp look at Fergie, and hooked his fingers at Fergie, with a posture of "Xia Bibi is not a good man, just do it if you don't agree with it".

Fogg snorted angrily and started to attack.

I saw that Fogg dribbled the ball continuously under the crotch, and then suddenly changed direction in front of him, bursting in speed, breaking through from the right side, but Brother Flathead was unmoved and stood in place.

"It's very easy." Fogg smiled secretly, but suddenly his palm was empty, his face suddenly changed greatly, and he was stolen.

The next moment, I saw Brother Flathead jumping out nimbly, grabbed the basketball and launched a fast break, threw a back to Fogg, and smashed to the front court, but instead of dunking, he made a crotch change in the air. After that, the pull-bar layup, the action was fancy, and the fans screamed.

Fergie's face was ugly, staring fiercely at Brother Flathead.

"This kid is really capable." Butler said: "The judgment is accurate, the shot is quick, and with the advantage of the wingspan, this steal is quite beautiful."

Qin Hao nodded and said with a smile: "It's just a little bit of a show."

This steal is really beautiful, but the one-stop fast break at the back is a bit burnt, and it can be done for layups and dunks, but it is necessary to change the hand lever with the crotch in the air.

In Qin Hao's view, apart from looking awesome, the practicality of this kind of action is really indescribable.

But watching the spectators outside the stadium were very excited, cheering and applauding one after another, as if it was more popular than the dunk of the flat-headed brother before.

Butler is also a little confused. His style of play has always been unpretentious, and it is completely the connection of basic skills. He has never been interested in such bells and whistles.

The two smiled at each other and shook their heads.

The red team went to the next game first, and the score was 2:0.

The blue team attacked. After Fogg pushed the ball to the front court, he faced Brother Flathead. The fans in the audience began to shout, asking him to pay one back. Fogg also planned to pay one back, but this time he was a lot more careful and carefully guarded. Hit the ball, then break through, and get ready for a layup after passing the flathead.

Snapped!

With a crisp sound, Fergie was blocked by Brother Flathead.

Qin Hao sighed secretly, Fogg still underestimated his opponent and thought it was enough to pass him. He didn't take into account that he was taller than you, his wingspan was better than you, and he might be better at jumping than you. He was not careful when laying up. It is easy to be chased by the other party.

The big man Aikes took the rebound and passed it to Brother Flathead. Brother Flathead hugged the ball and it was a fast break. After reaching the frontcourt, he threw the ball to the basket, then jumped up, grabbed the rebounding basketball, and finished it in the air. A change of hands behind the back, but a dunk is impossible, it can only be a layup.

"nice shot."

"Nice job..."

The audience cheered again.

Brother Pingtou raised his head proudly, like a victorious rooster. He glanced at Fergie contemptuously, then glanced at Qin Hao, Butler and other blue team players, and made a wiping action.

"Fake." Butler's black face became even darker, and he said to Qin Hao: "Qin, I want to teach this guy a lesson, are you okay?"

"Of course I have no opinion." Qin Hao smiled and said, "But Jimmy, we are still students, and it's not good to keep swearing. Don't talk about Fake in the future. I'll teach you a word - Gan."

Butler looked confused, opened his mouth, and highlighted a half-baked Chinese: "Hey!".

Qin Hao almost laughed, but he held back his laughter and taught it again to ensure that Butler's pronunciation was accurate and there was no ambiguity. Then he smiled and said, "It's time for us to attack."

Being humiliated by Brother Flathead twice in a row, Fogg was annoyed and felt humiliated. He wanted to retaliate, but he had no confidence, and was afraid of a more humiliating end.

"Pass." Butler ran back for the ball.

Fergie hesitated for a moment, but still passed the ball to Butler. Butler took the ball and looked at Brother Flathead and hooked his fingers at Brother Flathead.

The flat-headed brother sneered, threw away Fergie to meet Butler, opened his hands, and said to Butler, "Why, you want me to pay for my arrogance too?"

Butler didn't say anything, just accelerated the breakthrough. Brother Flathead pressed him forward, but he felt as if he had hit a rock. There was a sharp pain in his chest, and he involuntarily took two steps back.

"Isn't this looking for abuse?" Qin Hao sneered, standing outside the three-point line to watch the show.

A body confronted the flat-headed brother. Butler hugged the ball and took three steps. He was about to lay up, but he felt a strong wind blowing behind him. return.

Snapped!

A big hand hit the basket.

Butler frowned secretly. At this time, he had already started to fall, but he had no room to shoot.

"Jimmy."

When a voice came, Butler couldn't help but be overjoyed, and immediately passed the ball in the direction of the voice.

Outside the three-point line in the bottom corner on the right, Qin Hao caught the ball, faltered a bit, tricked the defender in front of him, and then took a step to the side, and only then made a three-pointer.

Swish!

With a soft sound, the basketball obediently got into the net.

There was cheers in the audience, and many people's eyes lit up when they looked at Qin Hao. Qin Hao's three-point shot was very beautiful.

Butler ran towards Qin Hao and gave Qin Hao a high five.

"Damn, it's almost." Brother Pingtou looked at Qin Hao and Butler unhappily, and whispered: "You two wait for me."

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