The system takes me to pull hatred

The entire heartbeat stadium was dead silent, and the sound of needles being dropped could be faintly heard.

The players of the No. [-] Middle School camp all stared wide-eyed, watching a ball flying over their heads and falling into their own camp's basket, they felt goose bumps all over their bodies and their scalps went numb.

That petrified posture fully reflected their ups and downs at the moment.

The members of the third middle school camp opened their mouths wide open, looking at Ling Chen in astonishment, as if they were looking at a monster.

Some even slapped themselves, wondering if it was real.

The onlookers glanced at each other, swallowing their saliva involuntarily. Looking at the thin figure and calm-faced man in the field, there was an uncontrollable shock in their hearts.

The whistle in the referee's mouth seemed to be stuck, and he was so shocked by this peerless goal that he even forgot to blow the whistle.

Zixuan rubbed her eyes, as if she wanted to verify whether she was living in a dream.

"No, how could he hit our basket from such a long distance?" Yan Zi froze, shaking his head desperately like a bolt from the blue, unable to believe what he saw.

Throwing a ball from your own team's free throw line to the opponent's team's basket and making it is a myth that no one has ever achieved in the entire game of basketball.

If Ling Chen hadn't been lucky enough to hit the target, then it couldn't explain all of this at all.

The tall man who had been knocked down by Ling Chen's ball before, resting in the rest area also twitched his eyes at this moment. He couldn't believe that Ling Chen, a basketball novice, could reach this level.

Ling Chen's ball almost attracted the attention of everyone in the audience, and the limelight was so great that it even overwhelmed Yan Zi, who was the focus of everyone's attention.

You know, even Yan Zi, who enjoys the reputation of the little prince of basketball, has never shot from the free throw line of his own team to the opponent's team's basket.

"Ling Chen, aren't you a god?" Miao Xiuyuan glanced around Ling Chen with a monster-like gaze, with an unconcealable startle in his eyes.

Such a long-distance ball, even if you are lucky, it is difficult to make it into the basket, right?
Ling Chen shrugged, and asked with a speechless face: "If I were a god, do you think I still need to play basketball with you?"

"Then how did you score this goal?" Miao Xiuyuan looked at Ling Chen suspiciously and asked.

Ling Chen spread his hands: "I'm just lucky."

"Really?" Miao Xiuyuan looked at him suspiciously, and didn't ask too much. He went back to the defensive zone and continued the game.

In the enemy camp, Yan Zi, who was playing in the front line, glanced at Ling Chen in the front left, gritted his teeth, and turned to remind his teammates: "Cheer up, the other party was just a blind cat bumping into a dead mouse!" Forget it, remember not to let the opponent overtake.”

"call out!"

As soon as the words fell, a shadow of a ball suddenly passed over his head, and then with a bang, it shot into the backboard of their camp.

Turning around, I saw Ling Chen standing on the free throw line, maintaining the posture of throwing the ball.
There was a loud bang in Yan Zi's head, his eyes were about to burst, and he felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

Dropped in again...

Ling Chen actually threw himself in again...

This shows what?
It shows that the opponent didn't rely on luck to shoot into the basket, but relied on the strength that is different from ordinary people!

But, where does Ling Chen's weak body hide such strength?
Also, with his unfamiliar skills, how can he shoot into his own team's basket so accurately from such a long distance?
Looking at the basketball falling from the basket, the audience was once again shocked.

At this moment, everyone was looking at Ling Chen who was in the third middle school's camp, with thousands of words stuck in their hearts and they didn't know how to speak.

Shocked, staggered, appalled...and adored!
The referee couldn't calm down for a long time. As a basketball coach, he has seen many excellent basketball players, but he has never seen anyone who can hit the opponent's rebound from the free throw line and score a goal.

This level of strength can no longer be described as excellent, but a real genius.

A ball dropped and the game continued.

However, the situation of the entire competition has been completely reversed by Ling Chen.

No.[-] Middle School would throw the ball to Ling Chen as long as he got the ball, and Ling Chen lived up to expectations, no matter which area of ​​the court he was in, he could shoot the ball accurately and score baskets.

In the last minute of the game, No. 1 Middle School was almost tied with No. 44 Middle School. The score between the two was 45:[-].

In other words, within this 1 minute, No. [-] Middle School only needs another two-pointer to win.

"In the last minute, everyone has to be guarded by me. Leave the others to you, and Ling Chen to me!" Looking up at Zixuan in the rest area outside the court, Yan Zi clenched her fists tightly, and sighed. After giving orders to the people around him, he immediately dodged in front of Ling Chen.

At this time, Ling Chen was jumping high from the spot, ready to shoot a three-pointer.

Seeing that Ling Chen was about to shoot, Yan Zi's complexion changed, and he took a sudden step and rushed towards him.

Ling Chen, who had just jumped, felt a strong gust of wind sweeping towards him, he took a closer look, and saw Yan Zi, a great roc spreading its wings, came with a big block.

Rather than blocking the shot, it is better to say that he wants to hit him, because the opponent is pressing over with his whole body.

As an immortal cultivator, Ling Chen's reflexes were so sharp, he forcibly turned his body around, and dodged in an understatement.

Little did they know, there was a burly man waiting behind Yan Zi.

"boom!"

With a pounce, Ling Chen's center of gravity was unstable, and he fell to the ground, his left hand slid on the ground for a certain distance.

Fortunately, he has a high physical fitness and a solid body, so he was unscathed from such a fall.

On the contrary, the burly man was hit by the shock force, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, he was dizzy, and suffered countless scratches.

"Dudududu!"

The referee immediately blew his whistle, signaling for Ling Chen to foul.

"Hey, what do you mean? That guy bumped into my teammate on purpose, how can it be considered a foul by my teammate?" Seeing this, Miao Xiuyuan said angrily.

People from the No. [-] middle school camp also agreed one after another, defending Ling Chen.

Due to the pressure, the referee had no choice but to change his words: "No. [-] Middle School fouled, and Ling Chen from No. [-] Middle School will make a free throw."

"I'll leave this ball of life and death to you." Miao Xiuyuan gave Ling Chen a cheering look.

Ling Chen nodded slightly, and walked to the free throw line.

"beep!"

At the referee's free throw whistle, the free throw starts.

Ling Chen glanced at the entire heartbeat stadium, and saw all kinds of faces, all kinds of emotions interspersed in the hearts of the onlookers, and Yan Zi's sinister and ugly face was highlighted.

"I didn't want to express myself, but you insisted on forcing me."

"Yan Zi, I'll let you see what the difference is!"

During the speech, Ling Chen stomped on the ground hard, making a sound of shaking the ground.

The strong rebounding force caused a crack to appear on the ground under his feet. With the sound of "咻", Ling Chen leaped into the air like an eagle, and his powerful hands slid across the air. Elegant curvature.

Under the stunned expression of the audience, Ling Chen ruthlessly smashed the basketball into the hoop.

In an instant, a burst of crashing sound quietly radiated, echoing throughout the heart-beating stadium, which lasted for a long time.

A superb shot!
The free throw line...a one-armed slam dunk!
At this moment, the entire stadium was silent, and the breeze blew the leaves and made a rustling sound, carrying pieces of fallen leaves floating around.

The sun shines on Ling Chen through the fallen leaves, and what is reflected is a super player who is so powerful that he is unparalleled in the world.

At this moment, countless eyes focused on Ling Chen, and the astonished eyes all showed the shock in their hearts at this moment.

Miao Xiuyuan and other No. [-] middle school players were full of enthusiasm. Looking at Ling Chen who was holding onto the backboard with one hand, their hearts were full of pride.

The burly man and the players from No. [-] Middle School were dumbfounded, their eyes widened, and they swallowed their saliva from time to time, as if they were watching a monster.

Zixuan stood up, looked at Ling Chen who was holding onto the backboard with one hand, her pretty face blushed quietly, her heart was beating wildly, her beautiful eyes were full of admiration.

At this second, she was actually fascinated by the thin man.

The referee's whistle fell to the ground at some point, his whole body was trembling, and his eyes were shining brightly, as if he had seen the most perfect thing in the world.

Yan Zi's eyes were dull and loose, as if she couldn't believe what happened in front of her at all.

One-armed slam dunk!

And it was a one-armed slam dunk at the free throw line!
This kind of operation, even among NBA stars, few people can do it.

But today, a basketball rookie did it, and it's still so flawless.

Seeing Zixuan's admiration for Ling Chen outside the arena, Yan Zi clenched her fists tightly, her nails sank into her palms, her teeth rattled, and an unstoppable hatred ignited in her eyes.

lost...

Totally lost!

Not only did I lose my skills to a player who was playing basketball for the first time, but I also lost the girl I liked to her!

hatred!
Endless hate!

Yan Zi hated herself for being incompetent!

I also hate Ling Chen's astonishing performance!
[Ding, the hatred value of Yan Zi, the gold medal teacher from Xihong City No. 300 Middle School, is +[-]! 】

"beep!"

"The game is over. The No. 46 Middle School scored 45, and the No. [-] Middle School scored [-]. This time, the No. [-] Middle School won the basketball game!" The referee quickly got out of the shock and blew his whistle.

"Oh yeah!"

After the sound fell, the cheerleaders of No. [-] Middle School immediately got up and cheered. Miao Xiuyuan and other team members even rushed forward and lifted Ling Chen high, presenting to everyone the great contribution of this competition.

The people in the No. [-] Middle School camp were a little disappointed. They thought that Yan Zi would be able to win this match today, but they didn't expect that Ling Chen, the dark horse, would appear in the No. [-] Middle School.

Throw the ball from the free throw line to the opposing team's basket!

The opposing team's free throw line is filled with one arm!
Both performances, no matter which one they are, are enough to crush the basketball masters in the entire Xihong City!
It can be said that with Ling Chen's current strength, even the NBA might not be able to beat him!

This is true genius! ! !