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Chapter 222 [Free throw line... Chinese trapeze]

【Chapter [-] Free Throw Line...Chinese Flying Man】

The big black Bell stared blankly at Song Feng who completed three dunks exactly like himself, and there was an indescribable surprise in his eyes: "This... How is this possible!? Yellow people... Can he make such a dunk? Although Yao of the Rockets is very powerful, he can't make such a dunk!"

Smith had a smile on his face at this moment, and he couldn't help but feel proud in his heart: The person I, Smith, found will still do something wrong! ?Well, although this Song is great and has a strong offensive power, but more importantly, he is Wang who stands on the side. If there is no him as the core of the team to instigate everything, then the whole team will be like a loose sand. It is impossible to form a truly powerful fighting force!
Thinking of this, Smith couldn't help but look at Wang Zhen on the side, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

why! ?

Because the real strength of the University of Minnesota basketball team is only second-rate in the NCAA. This is when the previous players did not graduate. The current Minnesota basketball team is even weaker. If Bell does not join this year, then The University of Minnesota has almost no hope of making the playoffs at all.

And Wang Zhen was recruited by Smith as the core player of the team. He believed that if the entire Minnesota basketball team played around Wang Zhen, the combat effectiveness would be quite astonishing.

But, that’s nothing more than amazing!

Even with the addition of Song Feng and Bell, who is new to the team this year, the Minnesota basketball team is not very strong. Even with the addition of Wang Zhen, a talented point guard, the team can only reach the eighth grade of the NCAA. It's just the top four or the top four. It's impossible to win the championship.

After all, Smith also understands the truth that a clever woman can't cook without rice.

Smith was thinking wildly here, but Song Feng in the court had already made his first dunk. The action was very simple but very difficult, because Song Feng leaped from the side of the free throw circle close to the basket, and then slammed into the basket. Basketball dunked into the hoop.

Uh!
Six members of the University of Minnesota basketball team, silly again.

Smith's expression was also exceptionally exciting, and he was also a little sluggish looking at the ball that still continued to dance unwillingly on the floor after being stuffed into the basket by Song Feng.

In the past, Smith knew that Song Feng's jumping ability was amazing, but he never thought that Song Feng's jumping ability had reached this level.

You know, the distance from the bottom line of the free throw circle to the basket is a full 1.9 meters, and Song Feng's height is only a little over [-] meters, but he can easily get from that position Flying and dunking, this has largely reflected how strong his physical fitness is.

"Hiss! Powerful!" Bush couldn't help but gasped.

"Cut, do you need to say it?" Captain Huo Huabo was already very surprised at this time. Such a strong player will soon become his teammate, so the team's strength will be greatly improved. As the captain, he How can you be unhappy?

Song Feng turned his head, picked up the basketball and raised his hands, and passed the basketball to Bell: "It's you!"

After Bell received the basketball, he nodded solemnly, turned and walked towards the center line.Taking off from the free throw circle, he thought he could still do it, but he needed a short run-up, and he knew that he could never be as easy as that Song played.

However, out of self-esteem, Bell decided to try his best.

"Snapped!"

The basketball was slapped casually by Bell who was standing in the middle circle, and then Bell twisted his body greatly. When the basketball was about to stay on the ground again, he slapped the basketball again and regained control of the basketball. hands.

"Ho-ho--"

Bell yelled twice, cheering himself up for the last time, and then slowly dribbled and ran out.

After three or four steps, Bell suddenly increased his running speed, and quickly rushed into the three-point line, the free throw circle, and the free throw line.Afterwards, with a steady but somewhat vicious kick, he stepped hard on the bottom of the free throw circle.

"what----"

Roaring, the tall and long-armed Bell, like a goshawk fighting the sky, soared into the air with his arms outstretched, and the basketball was tightly grasped by his right hand!
In the blink of an eye, Bell's body arrived in front of the basket, but his body had already begun to sink. However, Bell did not give up. He was still making his last effort. He grabbed the basketball with his right arm and raised it upwards. Next press………

Bang!
The basketball hit the inner edge of the rim, made a loud noise and bounced into the rim.

"call out----"

"here you go!"

"Good job, Bell!"

Whistles, screams, cheers, and applause started immediately. Members of the Minnesota basketball team, including captain Howard Bo, expressed their congratulations to Bell. Wang Zhen also smiled and clapped his hands. Of course, he was not because of Bell reluctantly completed the dunk, but for Bell's courage to still try to complete the dunk under adverse circumstances.

"Song Feng, what do you think... Bell is a big black guy?" Wang Zhen couldn't help turning his head to look at Song Feng beside him, and said in Chinese.

Turning his mouth around, Song Feng nodded, somewhat vaguely: "Not bad! But he will definitely lose!"

Wang Zhen smiled: "That's ok, how is your flying move going? Why don't you use that move to end this competition!?"

Uh!
Song Feng froze for a moment: "Wang Dazhen, do you really want to use that trick? I've practiced so far, and I'm only 50.00% sure!"

Wang Zhen shrugged his shoulders with a smile: "What? Are you afraid of failure? Didn't you see Bell's courage to barely complete the dunk just now? Are you not as good as this big black guy?"

"Damn! Who said that? Just use that move!" After being provoked by Wang Zhen, Song Feng's temper became fierce.

The slam dunk just finished was a bit reluctant, and now Bell no longer has any thoughts of looking down on Song Feng. After completing the slam dunk, he just nodded to his teammates who congratulated him, and then held the basketball in his hands solemnly. In front of Song Feng.

"Your name is Song, right? Well, first of all, I must apologize to you. I am sorry for my rudeness before. But, I hope you can beat me with your strongest dunk. I want to see a Perfect dunk and I'll be so happy even if I lose!"

Looking at the big black guy who was talking to him a lot, Song Feng blinked, then turned to look at Wang Zhen who was on the side: "Damn! Wang Dazhen, what is this black boy talking about? Hurry up!" Let me translate!"

Oh--

Wang Zhen raised his hand in embarrassment and patted his forehead lightly. How could he forget this? Song Feng's English has not passed the level at all, so he quickly repeated what Bell just said in Chinese.

Hearing that Bell had admitted his mistake, Song Feng immediately made an internationally accepted gesture: "OK! No problem! The strongest!"

After reaching out to take Bell's basketball, Song Feng bouncingly ran to the middle circle, and then he started to make a move that surprised others, squatting down...jumping!
Uh!
leapfrog! ?
Pairs of colored eyes, no matter if they were black or blue, were all turned upside down without exception, revealing white eyes.

Fortunately, Wang Zhen still knew what Song Feng was doing, and quickly explained: "Song is warming up again. I think he didn't fully move his body just now. Now he has promised Bell to do the strongest thing he can do." dunk, so you need to fully move your body."

Oh, I see!
The foreign boys all had expressions of understanding, and Huo Huabo even said with a smile: "Song has given us a big surprise just now. I didn't expect that it wasn't all his strength. I'm really a little bit confused now." Looking forward to what kind of dunk he is going to do next. Well, Wang, you came with him, do you know what kind of dunk he is going to do?"

Of course Wang Zhen knew what kind of dunk Song Feng was about to do, but he smiled slightly and didn't say anything.

Song Feng's warm-up took about a quarter of an hour, and the foreign guys who were waiting were not impatient at all. Instead, they were enthusiastically guessing what kind of dunk Song Feng would do. It was because Bell expressed his doubts while waiting.

"Jumping from the free throw circle, Song didn't need to go through such a long warm-up, but now he has to warm up for such a long time. How can he make a dunk that surprises us?"

Under this kind of anticipation, Song Feng finally finished his warm-up, panting and it seemed that beads of sweat had begun to condense on his body.

"call--"

After heaving a sigh of relief, Song Feng jumped twice on the spot, then leaned over and picked up the basketball.

Finally... should we start?
Pairs of eyes in the basketball hall all fell on Song Feng.

"Song Feng! Come on!" Wang Zhen shouted, shaking his fist at his brother.

"Hey Hey…………"

Song Feng smiled complacently, and made a "V" gesture to Wang Zhen, showing his strong self-confidence. Of course, only he knew his physical condition best. Song Feng could feel it at this moment. In the "warm-up" just now, I have successfully consumed a considerable part of my physical energy, and at the same time adjusted my state to the best state.

"Crack...crack..."

Song Feng started to dribble.

First, he walked three steps forward slowly, adjusted the rhythm of his body, and then took three small steps in a row, and after raising his speed, he rushed out in big strides!
straight line! ?
The boss staring at each other, Smith and the six players of the University of Minnesota basketball team all began to suspect, why is Song running in a straight line after warming up for a long time?

So what's the dunk he's going to do?
Could it be………………

Before Smith and the others finished guessing, Song Feng had already revealed the answer to the mystery!

Boom boom boom!
Song Feng, who was sprinting at high speed, took three steps in a row, then kicked the floor hard with his left foot on the free throw line, and his entire left leg changed from bent to straight, just like a pole in a pole vault. Bounced his body out at once!
Free throw line! ?

Sure enough, it's the free throw line!

There was incomparable shock in the pairs of eyes!
And Wang Zhen's eyes followed Song Feng all the time, and there was an indescribable expectation in it...

He has known for a long time that Song Feng is practicing this kind of "flying man" signature dunk with great visual impact, but he knows better that Song Feng's amazing jumping ability is affected by his height, and people of yellow race are far below him. Due to the limitation of the black man's arm length, Song Feng's success rate of jumping and dunking from the free throw line is actually not high.

But today...

Wang Zhen believes that Song Feng will successfully complete this dunk!
He... must succeed!
Song Feng soaring into the sky, like a fighter jet taking off, flew up into the air, with two legs one in front of the other, floating casually, but the basketball was lifted high above his head by Song Feng's right hand!

fly!

In the eyes of others, Song Feng is flying at this time!

Like a roc spreading its wings, Song Feng passed the free throw circle in the blink of an eye and flew to the basket——

"I go!"

On the ground, Song Feng let out a loud roar, and his waist straightened in an instant!
In the eyes of others, Song Feng's body unexpectedly stopped in front of the basket at this moment!

Stay in the air! ?
The eyes widened even further, as if the corners of the eyes were about to be torn apart!
The feelings of Smith, Huo Huabo, Bell and others cannot be described as shock.

Is this...... still human! ?

Taking off from the free throw line is already amazing, and this Chinese man was able to stay in the air again the moment he came to the basket......

my Lord!
The basketball that was lifted high by Song Feng finally slammed down from the air the moment his body began to sink...

Bang!
The clear and crisp sound, like a Buddha bell, wakes up those who are in extreme shock!

At the same time, it also announced that Song Feng had completed a great dunk!

"it is good----"

"My goodness!"

"My God! I...he's flying!"

"Oh—what did I see!? Michael Jordan!?"

"Great! So exciting! So..."

"Flying people... Flying people... Chinese flying people!"

All of a sudden, there were cheers and groans in the basketball hall, but...

"Crack, clap, clap..."

A series of extremely fast-paced applause, apparently only when people are excited, came from a higher place behind Wang Zhen and the others.

Turning his head, Wang Zhen saw that there was a door above the main entrance of the basketball hall. It should be a place like an office, and there was a tall and strong blonde with beards. The man stood there.

Smith shouted in surprise: "Sith!? You... came very early!"

Wang Zhen and Song Feng immediately realized that the bearded man in front of them was Sith, the head coach of the University of Minnesota basketball team.

Sith smiled and nodded to Smith: "Well, if I didn't come early, wouldn't I have to miss such a wonderful dunk performance?"

While talking, Sith walked towards the stairs, and soon came in front of everyone. Only then did Wang Zhen and Song Feng realize that the height of this Sith coach was definitely over [-] meters.

"Dear Smith, should you introduce to me the two players you recruited from China?" Sith was in a good mood with a smile on his face.

Before Smith could speak, Captain Huo Huabo ran over with Song Feng in his arms, and said excitedly to Sith: "Coach Sith, please allow me to solemnly introduce to you, the 'Chinese Flying Man'—Song! "

Sith was obviously very satisfied with Song Feng, and extended his big hand to Song Feng with a smile on his face: "Hello, I am Sith, the coach of the University of Minnesota basketball team, and you are welcome to join!"

Obviously, Song Feng's dunk performance just now has completely won the approval of Coach Sith.

Of course, whoever can pull off a dunk from the free throw line is enough to make the coaches like it.

However, Smith obviously liked Wang Zhen more, pulled Wang Zhen in front of Sith, and said to Sith with a serious face: "Sith, this is the talented Chinese point guard I mentioned to you—Wang Zhen." You should be familiar with it, right?"

"Oh!?" Sith's face was full of surprise, and he extended his right hand to Wang Zhen: "I have seen your game video, if your skills are really as good as in the video, then you are the core of our team! "

what! ?

After hearing what Coach Sis said, Howard, Bell and others were all dumbfounded.

They have just seen the ability of the Chinese flying man, but why is the king in front of him... why is he considered by Coach Sith to be the core of the team's future?

(End of this chapter)