You should cross the mountains like a brave man

Chapter 80 Impossible

Allen Ray stared at Wei Xia who was hanging on the basket and couldn't get off, and took the initiative to walk to his basket: "Are you really Wish?"

Wei Xia still didn't come down, and asked back: "Do I not look like a real person?"

How did Lei feel when he saw Wei Xia flying up to catch dunks in the air?

Only the following examples can provide reference:
You all know the above is bullshit, and what Wei Xia has shown is such bullshit.

Ray's worldview has been shattered.

"I suspect that you who are in front of me are transformed by aliens." Lei refused to accept the fact, "Can you prove that you are Wish?"

Wei Xia finally let go and fell from the basket.

Even he himself was dizzy, suddenly he became a flying man, who would dare to believe it?Ray's reaction was understandable, even to him it didn't feel real.

"How to prove it?" he asked.

"I'm going to give you a quick question and answer. If you go back to the time for more than two seconds, it proves that you are an alien."

"OK."

Ray asked like a fast-talking rap, "Do you have a girlfriend?"

"Not yet."

"Kobe or Tracy?"

"Kobe."

There was three seconds of silence.

"You're fucking fake!" Lei yelled, "Where did you hide Wish?"

Wei Xia sighed softly: "Stop messing around, Aaron, I don't know how to explain it to you, even I don't know what's wrong with me, why don't I punch you and see if you're dreaming?"

Just as Alan was about to agree, the nodding head suddenly stopped.

"Why should I let you punch me? Why don't I punch you?"

"Even if we are dreaming, I hope to continue to dream. This is a beautiful dream." Wei Xia laughed.

Lei was speechless, he still didn't understand.

And Wei Xia couldn't wait to accept the changes that happened to him, lowered his body to pick up the ball, dribbled out of the three-point line alone, rushed in, and chose to take off outside the paint.

This time, he wanted to do a one-handed dunk.

He's got the whole set going, but his hands aren't big enough for one-handed dunks in the high-altitude field.

The height is enough, but the palm is not big enough, the ball is out of hand.

Seeing a series of changes in Wei Xia, Lei began to think about why this happened.

He doesn't know the existence of the old time, and can only find the reason from the information he has.

Holmes told him that when all other possibilities are excluded, the one that remains, however improbable, is the truth.

Versia was a hard-fought slam dunk until the Eastern Conference Championship Game over Connecticut.

He bruised his right kneecap in that game and was out for more than a month, and then it went like this.

Allen Lei concluded that it was because Wei Xia injured his kneecap and opened up the treasure in his body.

He said excitedly: "I want to hit one too!"

Hearing this, Wei Xia, who was immersed in the flexibility brought by Skywalker, couldn't care less about dunking, and hurried over to stop Alan Ray.

"Things are definitely not what you think!"

Wei Xia barely stopped Lei's self-mutilation behavior. Fortunately, the enthusiastic and strong men of the American football team in the school arrived in time, and the three became tigers. In order to prevent Lei from self-mutilation, those big muscle fighters played a stack of arhats.

"Thank you, you are really nice people."

Wei Xia thanked the enthusiastic big muscle fighters one by one.

"Where, call us at any time if you need help next time. I've heard people say that your basketball team members are very flexible. Try it today, and it's true."

After the big muscle fighters left, Lei reluctantly turned over and roared with the remaining strength in his body: "Who told you to thank them? They almost killed me!"

Wei Xia sat beside him, and he knew that what happened to him was miraculous and could not be understood with common sense.It is impossible for him to tell what happened in the old days, even if he told it, no one would believe it.

That being the case, why bother to say it?

"Stop being a fool, you should be well aware that the reason I am what I am has nothing to do with a broken kneecap."

"Then how do you explain it? Can you explain it clearly?"

Wei Xia shook his head and smiled, "At what age did you stop growing?"

"At 16," Ray said, "that's how tall I was."

"When I was 15 years old, my height was less than 1 meters;" Wei Xia said, "But after a year, my height rose to 6 meters; after another year, I rose to 1 meters until my senior year, and my height reached my current appearance. I think, is there such a possibility?"

Flickering, Wei Xia continued to flicker: "My body is still developing, they have grown in height first, and then in physical fitness?"

"This..." Lei's cognition of development was shattered again, "How is it possible?"

Wei Xia asked back: "Do you think there are other possibilities? Could it be that you really believe that hurting my kneecap made my explosive power soar?"

It sounds like a fantasy, but what Wei Xia said makes sense.

His height has been rising, which is well documented. In the future, when someone asks why his physical fitness has improved rapidly in a short period of time, he can also explain it based on this.

If a scientist raises a question, he will insist that his physical development is too late.

You can't send him to be sliced ​​for this, right?
If it really develops to that point, Wei Xia can only tell the stories that happened in the old days, and try to make them change their minds and send him to the lunatic asylum.

Seeing that Lei accepted his statement, Wei Xia immediately got up and said, "Give me some more alley-oops."

"You like empty picks so much?"

"Dream from childhood to adulthood."

Lei put aside his distracting thoughts and stood up, receiving the ball from Wei Xia.

Although Wei Xia was playing with dunks, it was not without any value. He imitated the running route during the game, suddenly made a fan-shaped run, pretended to cover, and suddenly walked in the middle and rushed to the basket.

"Good move!" Ray called out, sending an alley-oop with both hands.

His lob speed has caught up with Wei Xia's speed.

On the front, Wei Xia's feet really brought powerful potential energy like a turbocharger, and the terrifying bullet speed instantly made him fly to a height of more than 110 centimeters.

Catching the ball with both hands, it can almost be said that he made a small folding movement easily, and then dunked the ball into the basket.

"The buckle is so fucking beautiful!" Lei saw it with envy, "Who did you learn from?"

Wei Xia smiled and said, "David Thompson."

(End of this chapter)