God of Life

The fateful duel between the two masters unexpectedly started on the flanks, and the teammates... were very confused.

why are you there

It's not just the players in the sports class who don't understand, Jingyi's brothers also don't understand.

However, Wang Yan's prestige was too high. Although Jing Yi's teammates were confused, they still tried their best to implement the poor tactics.

Cut, pull, pick and roll...

Waiting for Wang Yan to break through or pass the ball.

However, with such a strong character, Young Master Wang, how could he tolerate the fat man mocking him in front of him?

Anti-jump is not anti-burst, right?

I want to vote for you!

Straight up straight up high, leaning back slightly, holding the ball with the right hand, and flicking the five fingers lightly...

"WOW!"

There was a sudden burst of amazement from the audience, and then the girls could be heard swallowing their saliva.

It is so beautiful.

Wang Yan's figure was already slender, and he jumped lightly and gracefully, especially at the moment when he jumped to the highest point and stayed in the air, he was frozen in a slightly backward shooting posture, which seemed to be frozen into a painting, with a glance of ten thousand years.

The final shot was even more chic, with fingers as freehand as plucking the strings, and the orange basketball drew an arc like a full moon scimitar, directly piercing the girls' hearts of the seniors.

Then there was a "bang", the basketball hit the front of the basket and bounced back quickly.

"Hey……"

After a group of spectators burst out lamenting, I felt that this ball was really a pity.

However, the style of painting in the stands is obviously different, the girls are screaming with blood.

"So handsome!"

"Pretty!"

"Wang Yan, you are the best!"

A group of girls who don't understand the rules, who cares about scoring goals or winning the game?

Handsome is the most important thing!

Missed the first ball?

Then I need to encourage Wang Yan even more.

Can't let him lose his love for basketball!

The reasons are all right, it looks like love.

In the midst of cheering and cheering all over the sky, First Young Master Wang returned to the backcourt with a calm expression, and clapped his hands calmly against the stunned and shocked gazes of his teammates.

"Come on, defend and defend!"

Brother-in-law, Squirrel, Chuanwa, and Dashuai Yi were full of problems and were blocked tightly, so they had to take their seats.

Wang Yan took the initiative to find the opponent's power forward.

The squirrel was a step slower. The opponent who was supposed to be facing off was snatched away by Wang Yan. He turned his head and looked around...

I am Nima!

There is only one Zhang Meng left in the three-second zone and nobody cares!

The squirrel grinned, showing its big teeth, and almost cried.

"Big brother, you won't be playing center today?!"

Wang Yan's expression was solemn: "Today's opponent is very strong, I have to show some real skills...you hold on!"

What am I holding on to!

The squirrel was in grief and anger, and Zhang Meng received the ball in the three-second zone.

Although the fat man didn't know why Wang Shao changed positions, it was good news that he didn't need to match up.

Catch the ball, slap it grinningly, and arch back at the same time...

"what!"

There was only a shrill scream, and there was nothing behind him.

As soon as he turned around, he saw that thin bamboo pole slipping away far away, screaming exaggeratedly.

The referee didn't blow the whistle, Zhang Meng made a random shot and easily scored two points.

Seeing the miserable condition of the squirrel, Wang Yan was shocked.

Damn, the fat man is really scary, he doesn't seem to be exerting much strength at all...

Fortunately, my brother flashed fast!

Looking at each other with Chuanwa and my brother-in-law, they picked up and served the ball in a tacit understanding, and the four rushed forward.

The squirrel howled twice and was ignored, and hit the floor in anger.

The hammer is useless, anyway, the four good teammates have arranged for him clearly, without any distress.

After a group of quick breaks, Zhang Meng was still swaying slowly behind when he rushed to the frontcourt.

The tonnage is left there, and it can't run at all.

The frontcourt was 4 on 4, and with Wang Yan's bounce and strength, he could basically walk sideways inside.

However, to everyone's surprise, Wang Yan seemed to have made up his mind not to enter the three-second zone. As soon as he received the pass, he immediately hit the defender and made another fadeaway jumper.

boom!

second iron.

Chuanwa has a keen sense of smell, picked up the rebound, passed it to Dashuai Yi under the basket, and made up the rebound.

When returning to defense, Dashuai Yi asked in pain: "Squad leader, your blacksmith skill is learned from the volute, right? You get closer and pull it out, no one can guard against it..."

It's so hard to get close!

First Young Master Wang muttered in his heart, but his face was unpredictable.

"You don't understand, tactics serve strategy..."

Strategy baba!

The squirrel who hastily rushed in and retreated was sad and angrily cursed: You are just from the heart, you want to fill a hole with me!

The brother-in-law nodded thoughtfully: "Zhang Meng can only play for 10 minutes. I think it's worth taking a piece of trash for the opponent's strongest point."

Who do you call trash? !

The squirrel immediately glared at him with murderous little eyes, but thinking about Song Chen's sister, he couldn't hold back his voice.

According to Song Chen, if Class One can reach the top 4, Song Xi will come to watch the game. It will be a rare opportunity to show his masculinity...

Just as she was fantasizing about killing all directions and making the beautiful sister move and become obsessed with her, suddenly another lump of meat was pasted in front of her.

Mom!

Goddamn daddy...ah no, Yayong daddy!

Without even yelling out a word, the person flew away again...

The worst part is that even if he was run over by a tank again, no one paid any attention to him.

"Fast attack!"

After Chuan Wa finished shouting, the four rushed out again, leaving the desperate squirrel lying on the cold floor.

Am I still up?

Otherwise, hug Zhang Meng's thigh and watch them play...

Zhang Meng didn't return to defense at all, and stood there panting heavily.

This guy is a weird guy, he dribbles very steadily, he hits the board and shoots very accurately, he is invincible in the low post, but his athletic combat ability is about zero.

In fact, such an opponent is not difficult to deal with. In 10 minutes, he made 10 of 10 shots and finished with 20 points. The next 30 minutes is still the real main performance time.

Squirrel thought that Wang Yan was going to drain Zhang Meng's energy, and then returned to the correct rhythm——

Grab rebounds, slam dunks, fan hot pot.

With Wang Yan's perverted jumping, he has a huge advantage over the 190 or so center forwards.

So the most important thing now is to press the rhythm, delay the time, and let Zhang Meng run back and forth as much as possible to drain the opponent's energy.

Zhang Meng won't run away?

That is 5 against 4 in the frontcourt, easy to open.

Thinking of this, the squirrel gritted his teeth, turned over and got up from the ground, rushing forward.

Pain is pain, tiredness is tiredness, you can't live up to the painstaking efforts of the boss!

Not only the squirrels understood Wang Yan's strategy, but even those who knew a little bit about penalty kicks understood, and they all secretly scolded Wang Yan for being treacherous.

However, the squirrel had just crossed the center line when it saw...

Wang Yan suddenly received the ball, took a step back, headed against the defender, and fell back again!

"Fuck!"

Brothers are crazy.

Brother, who gave you the courage? !

It was already outside the three-point line, then took a step back, and then added a step back? !

How hard are you? You don’t have a B in your heart...

Swish!

He didn't finish complaining, and didn't even retract his eyeballs. There was a light swipe of the net, and the basketball hit hollow.

The squirrel who was scolding her mother was stunned, Zhang Meng who was hesitating whether to return to defense was stunned, Chuanwa and brother-in-law who were caught off guard were stunned, and the audience watching the excitement were stunned.

Deeply began to doubt life.

It's ridiculous...

This is just a class match in a third-rate school. The rookies are pecking at each other, and suddenly they make a difficult goal at the NBA level. What kind of fantasy unfolds?

Has the blind cat finally met a dead mouse? !

Those who understand the game are confused, but the girls who watch the excitement don't care so much.

Seeing Young Master Wang land lightly on the ground, take two steps back and turn around, his face is calm and breezy, as if that difficult goal is just easy to come by and not worth mentioning...

Even Lou Lou Dumpling, who knew this guy was pretending, couldn't help screaming, let alone a girl from a foreign department?

Just call it!

"Ah, ah, Wang Yan, you are so handsome!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo handsome..."

"School beauty, I love you, marry me!"

...

When returning to the defense, the sand sculpture squirrel finally couldn't hold back, and complained painfully: "Boss, you are so ridiculous..."

Brother-in-law and the others all nodded.

Young Master Wang calmed down: "It's just for fun, I'll just do it these two times."

The sand sculptures were in awe.

modesty!

Is that still called casual?

If my department is serious, I have to get the China Railway 13th Bureau!

Wang Yan looked at the new skills in the system panel, and smirked like a little fox who only ate a chicken.

【Three Yang Hua ErTie】

【Basketball skills】

[When you take a fadeaway jumper and make two all-iron shots, if you make another shot, as long as you don't get blocked, you will definitely hit it]

[Note 1: The furthest attack distance is one meter from the three-point line]

[Note 2: Passive will only be triggered by continuous strikes]

This was the nirvana that Wang Yan acquired after three days of special training.

For three whole days, the young and the young did not practice anything, basically watching Kobe's videos and various shots.

A 3% sports crit probability is not high, but with tens of thousands of shots, it is normal to trigger once.

And it was the only time, directly getting the best one in the series of skills!

In the whole series, the worst skill is of course [Yang Hua Tie], as long as you dare to look up, the ball dares to iron!

Followed by [Four Yanghua Three Irons], one of the three irons, with a hit rate of 25%.

Three Yang Hua Er iron, theoretically is a hit rate of 33.33%, but in reality, far more than that.

If you vote by yourself, you still have a hit probability.

It's just that after hitting the iron twice in a row, there is one more chance to hit the iron.

Therefore, if you are strong, you can even shoot more than 60% of the field.

But for Mr. Wang, the god of cooking, it is basically a 33% fixed hit.

In the NBA, it is considered a low hit.

He took 60 shots, even if they were all three-pointers, he still only scored 60 points, which is the rhythm of being beaten to death by the head coach.

However, new skills actually have loopholes that can be exploited.

For the first two irons, the distance is a little closer, and the landing point is controlled. There is a certain probability of getting an offensive rebound and launching a second attack.

Wang Yan could even grab rebounds under the basket by himself, shamelessly hit two irons in a row, and then pass the ball.

In the next round of offense, go beyond the three-point line and take a fragrant 3-pointer.

33% of the three-point shooting occurred in an intramural game, which was already a bug, plus Wang Yan's rebounding ability...

Kneel down and sing Conquer!

Before the first half was over, the sports class that was widely expected before the game knelt down.

Zhang Meng, the most incomprehensible, had already run out of battery, and the rest of his teammates were shot by Wang Dashao to doubt their lives, and they had a face-to-face meal, but when they should be there, there must be...

How does this work? !

A group of poor brothers who specialize in sports were crushed by a big wave that biued once every 10 seconds on average.

Now, everyone finally knew why Wang Yan didn't hold back the rhythm.

People play basketball to score points based on offensive and defensive strength, but that pervert scores points based on time.

An average of 3 points per minute, played a total of 22 minutes, and swept 66 points alone!

Not only fierce, but also long-lasting, just like the Yangtze River, rushing down thousands of miles and torrenting endlessly.

The girls watched it so heartily that their voices became hoarse.

Just two words: enjoyable!

Some future opponents who came to investigate the enemy's situation were completely weakened by the ferocity of First Young Master Wang.

MMP's, the double-teaming is not wrong, it's fierce like a volute, how can this be played?

In fact, it doesn't matter, Young Master Wang doesn't want to play anymore.

The next game was when Wang Ting Entertainment's affairs were complicated, and Wang Yan was too lazy to go back and forth.

After returning to the dormitory after the game, Wang Yan immediately started packing, preparing to take the morning flight back to Shanghai tomorrow.

"You guys watch the next game, I might not come back..."

"what?"

The sand sculptures were stunned for a moment, and the excitement receded like a tide.

"Brother, we can't fight if you don't come..."

"That's right, you don't know the strength of our class?"

The young master was very sorry: "I'll try my best to arrange the time, but it's hard to be sure if there will be anything at that time."

Ruyu is obviously a little five who can't go to the show, but the regret is palpable.

"Unfortunately, I will play against Gong Feiyu's team after the game. I was thinking about whether I can have dinner with their team after the game... Boss, if you don't come back, we have nothing to do!"

Ok? !

Gong Feiyu?

Young Master Wang's heart moved, and he took this situation to heart.

It is still necessary to focus on the company's affairs, which is not negotiable.

But if you happen to be free, you can consider it...

In the entire Star Master's surroundings, there are probably hundreds of girls with a score of 90 or above, but there are only two who can interest Wang Yan——

He Miaomiao, Gong Feiyu.

Of course, just for the interest of understanding, decent people will definitely not think wrong.

Fate is uncertain, just be casual.

After reading a book, bragging, and having a dinner at night with brother Jian, the supervisor, and drinking heavily, Wang Yan boarded the flight back to Shanghai again early on Thursday morning.

The level 10 system was waving to Wang Yan in Shanghai.

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