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When Su Mo said this, Zhao Junze felt a sense of contempt, and immediately became angry.

"Of course, I just want to beat you where you are best, and let you know that you are not worthy of Yan Jiuxi."

Facing Zhao Junze's harsh words, Su Mo didn't care at all. Anyway, the outcome of this competition was already doomed.

"What are you doing with so much nonsense, how can you compare?"

Su Mo stood there lazily, his left hand raised his ears casually, he was too lazy to waste time here with Zhao Junze, it is better to accompany Xiaoxi with this time.

"Ten goals per person and see who makes the most three-pointers."

Zhao Junze also snorted when he saw Su Mo's appearance. He had already figured out the rules, and he said them without hesitation.

Three-pointers are what he is best at, and he is confident that Su Mo is definitely not his opponent.

It was Zhang Dawei outside the basketball court. When he saw this scene, he couldn't help but scream. He told Zhao Junze that Su Mo's three-point shot was scary, and his purpose was to get Zhao Junze to pick other matches.

But what I never expected was that Zhao Junze, an idiot, had to shoot three points with Su Mo?

Isn't this an obvious death!

Zhang Dawei has personally experienced how accurate Su Mo's three-pointer is. Even the NBA star has come, and he dare not say that he can beat him.

As for Zhao Junze?

You don't need to look, Zhang Dawei has already sentenced him to death in his heart.

"Yes, you come first."

Su Mo faintly looked at Zhao Junze and said, "If I come first, you should not have the courage to make a move."

"Humph!"

Zhao Junze snorted in the face of Su Mo's arrogant words, but he did not reject Su Mo's proposal.

There is no other reason. When Su Mo didn't come just now, he had practiced shooting for a while.

So this will still feel like, since Su Mo wants to lose, he will not be merciful.

Zhao Junze dribbled the ball and stood outside the three-point line, while Su Mo walked directly to Yan Jiuxi off the court. Anyway, no matter how many Zhao Junze could make, he would not lose.

"Brother Mo, this kid is determined to lose."

As soon as Su Mo walked over, Fatty Wang blinked at him excitedly, making Yan Jiuxi a little unsure.

Isn't it better?

Confidence is a good thing, but blind self-confidence is arrogance.

"Xiao Mo, can you still underestimate the enemy? I heard that Zhao Junze shot very well."

Yan Jiuxi said to Su Mo uneasy, the worry in her eyes was very obvious, because she had only heard Su Mo say that his basketball skills were very good, but she had never seen it once.

As the saying goes, the lion fights the rabbit to do its best.

However, before Su Mo spoke, Fatty Wang on one side explained: "Yan Xiaohua, don't worry, you haven't seen Brother Mo's shooting skills, so you won't think so later.

"Xiaoxi, don't worry, when have you seen me do something you are not sure about?"

Su Mo also smiled, and it seems that today he has to perform well in front of Xiao Xi.

Seeing that Su Mo was so confident, Yan Jiuxi was also relieved, she had never seen Su Mo speak big words.

"Oh!"

At this time, the students present also let out a scream, it turned out that Zhao Junze also started to shoot.

The first ball was perfectly hollow into the net, and the students in Class 2 also gave a lot of face and applauded directly.

Zhao Junze was still a little nervous, but after the first goal was scored, his confidence was greatly increased. He shot one after another and made three consecutive shots.

It's just that the course is a bit shifted in the fifth goal, but five of the four, no one will laugh at Zhao Junze.

Even Fatty Wang couldn't help being surprised when he saw this situation.

"I can't tell, this kid really has two brushes!"

"It's really good."

Su Mo couldn't help but comment, not everyone is so perverted like him, Zhao Junze has already performed very well.

When Yan Jiuxi heard Su Mo's words, his heart began to become nervous again.

"Xiao Mo, can you beat him?"

"Xiao Xi, can you have a little confidence in your man?"

Su Mo looked at Yan Jiuxi's delicate little face, and he couldn't help but squeeze it. This Nizi seemed to have not been very confident in him.

With these words, Yan Jiuxi's pretty face turned red in an instant. She didn't expect Su Mo to tease herself so boldly in the crowd.

"You are not my man!"

Yan Jiuxi looked at Su Mo in embarrassment, but that was not lethal at all, on the contrary, he was very cute.

Fatty Wang felt like an electric light bulb. He really wanted to kneel to Su Mo. In front of so many people, he even dared to molest Yan Daxiaohuan, really...

Fortunately, everyone's attention was focused on Zhao Junze, and no one noticed the scene that happened just now.

When the two were flirting here, Zhao Junze's last goal had already been shot, and he had already scored seven of the previous nine goals.

This is already an excellent result, if the last goal is scored, it will be equal to ten goals into eight.

Ten goals into eight, what is this concept?

It is the NBA stars who have come, and generally this is the result, maybe it can't be achieved like this!

Everyone's eyes are moving with the basketball in the air, and they are all wondering if they can make the final goal.

"Huh!"

The sound of a basketball entering the net sounded, and the students in Class 2 began to cheer.

When Zhao Junze saw the last goal, he was also proud.

Ten goals into eight, even he himself did not expect to achieve such a good result, the original estimate in his mind before the vote was about six.

Didn't expect to get eight?

God opened his eyes!

At this time, except for a few people in Class 3, everyone else thought that Su Mo had lost, and they didn't believe that Su Mo could make nine.

This kind of situation is simply impossible for a high school student, even if Su Mo is lucky, it will not be better than such a world-defying situation.

If there is no strength, no matter how lucky it is, it is useless.

Zhao Junze walked over with a basketball in one hand. He now looked at Su Mo with a smug face. Before he got to the front, he still gave the basketball to Su Mo.

Su Mo stretched out a hand lightly and took it down very easily.

"Hmph, I want to see if you are as evil as Zhang Dawei said!"

When Su Mo passed by Zhao Junze, Zhao Junze said something strangely.

Zhang Dawei told Zhao Junze that Su Mo had made seventeen three-pointers in a row, and he scoffed at it.

Is he really a fool?

Don't you brag without drafting?

This is simply impossible!

17 three-pointers in a row?

How is this possible!

Even the famous NBA star can't do this, let alone an ordinary high school student.

"Then you just wait and see."

Facing Zhao Junze's mockery, Su Mo smiled slightly.

I won’t know immediately which is true or false.

Su Mo walked slowly beyond the three-point line. At this time, everyone's eyes were on him. He dribbled twice a bit, and suddenly seemed to remember something.

I saw that Su Mo took another two steps in the future. His action caused everyone to exclaim. Even Yan Jiuxi didn't understand what he meant.

People can't wait to stand next to the three-point line, Su Mo is better, but two steps back?

Who does this look down upon?

When Zhao Junze saw Su Mo's action, he also sneered. In his eyes, Su Mo was just sensationalizing.

"See how long you can hold it?"