The world was shocked: You call this a museum?

Chapter 53 Basketball Wizards
"Look, it's another group of people who came to practice martial arts."

"Practice martial arts? I think it's dance practice! Hahaha... You're crazy, what year is it, and you still practice martial arts?"

"I think it's just a dance practice, this is a dance forest conference!"

A few basketball players were taunting in the distance, each with a flat expression and rolled their eyes.

Zhao Yan frowned, and at this time Song Shuangshuang said: "It's good to get used to it. There are too few people who recognize traditional martial arts now. Young people are learning Taekwondo and Karate, and few learn traditional martial arts."

However, Song Shuangshuang's words seemed to be heard by these people, and a person holding a basketball said: "Hey, beauty... she looks good, I think you should stop learning martial arts and become an Internet celebrity, such as dancing that ...Yes, butt-twisting dance is very profitable."

"You..." Song Shuangshuang clenched her fists and was about to explode.

Zhao Yan lowered his voice and said, "System, is there any option to improve your basketball skills?"

[Ding dong!With [-] points, you can buy primary basketball skills. 】

Zhao Yan couldn't laugh or cry: "Hey, elementary basketball skills? Did you make a mistake?"

[Ding dong!The so-called primary skills are provincial-level professional basketball skills, intermediate-level skills are regional-level skills, such as professional skills at the North China-wide level, advanced skills are national-level skills, and so on...]

Unexpectedly, [-] points would allow him to have provincial basketball skills. Zhao Yan was immediately delighted: "I bought it!"

[Ding dong!Because the host itself also has basketball skills, the system has an extra level of escort, and the host is currently an intermediate basketball skill! 】

As soon as these words came out, some professional skills of professional basketball players immediately appeared in Zhao Yan's mind.

He stepped forward and said: "You should apologize to this girl. Everyone has everyone's hobbies. Why can you slander other people's wailing? And have you forgotten that when the Eight-Power Allied Forces bullied us, many martial artists rely on I earned back some face with my fists and kicks."

"That was the past, the past was the past, and the present is the present!" The young man was obviously a little upset.

But Zhao Yan smiled: "How about this, let's fight bullfights, whoever advances by ten goals will win?"

"Bet? Shouldn't there be some bets?" The other party laughed.

Obviously, these people are veterans playing basketball, and they all disdain Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan said with a smile: "I won, you apologize to our team members!"

"I won?" said the other party.

Zhao Yan stretched out a finger: "I'll give you [-] cash!"

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding fell into a brief silence, and Song Shuangshuang hurried over and said, "Forget it, don't fight with them, these are from the amateur basketball league."

"What are you afraid of? You don't believe me?" Zhao Yan laughed.

"I……"

Suddenly Song Shuangshuang was speechless.

At this time, Zhao Yan grabbed the basketball and ran directly towards the basketball hoop, walking and dunking. He spun around the basketball hoop and landed smoothly: "Don't you dare?"

Seeing that Zhao Yan made such a perfect shot, many people walking around were attracted to him.

Cao Xue quickly turned on the live broadcast.

Song Shuangshuang frowned and said, "Xiaoxue, it's fine for you to do live broadcasts normally, but now you're still recording?"

"Do you know why people don't accept traditional martial arts?" Cao Xue looked at her.

Song Shuangshuang was speechless immediately.

Cao Xuedao: "It's because the exposure rate is not enough. I have 80 followers on Douyin, and all of them are from Jiangcheng."

As soon as these words came out, Lao Song also nodded towards Song Shuangshuang, so Song Shuangshuang didn't care.

"My name is Anan, and I accept your challenge." Among several basketball players, the tallest one stepped out.

At this time, another person came from the audience: "Wait a minute! I'm very interested in your game. I'm the provincial team coach. I'm here for a walk today...How about I be your referee?"

A middle-aged man came, and he had a strong hairstyle.

bald.

"It's Feng Shaoguang! Coach Feng!" A sharp-eyed young man immediately recognized the middle-aged man.

"I'll go, lead the Jiangnan team to win the national championship the year before last!"

"Cow man!"

The appearance of Feng Shaoguang suddenly made the surrounding atmosphere boil.

Many people from the martial arts gym also approached, and some of them were also looking forward to this battle.

After all, it has not been a day or two since traditional martial arts have been misunderstood.

"Old Li?" Lao Song said when he saw a middle-aged man dressed in black.

That old Li looked at Lao Song, pointed at Zhao Yan in the distance: "Your son-in-law?"

"Not yet." "Boy, you can give your daughter a head."

"No."

beep!
Feng Shaoguang blew the whistle, and at this time Zhao Yan was the main attack.

Anan opened his hands to defend.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yan's footsteps were so fast that he swayed violently from side to side like a ghost, and the next moment Zhao Yan had come behind Anan, aiming for a three-pointer!
wow...

The basketball fell through the net, and there was no sound around.

Anan was also confused, because Zhao Yan's speed was too fast.

"Go on." Zhao Yan picked up the ball and threw it to Anan.

Anan's partner next to him immediately cheered him up: "Come on, let's not die as a trio, our basketball skills are definitely top-notch in this court!"

"I know." Anan started dribbling the ball and saw that Zhao Yan was just standing without any movement.

"A layman!" Anan smirked, and attacked Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan's hand flickered suddenly, and when Anan jumped up to throw the ball, he found that the ball had disappeared.

Hurala!
The ball was spinning in Zhao Yan's hands, and Zhao Yan raised his eyebrows: "It's in my hands!"

"Damn it!" Anan immediately came over and begged. Unexpectedly, Zhao Yan was very fast. After taking a step, he moved left and right. The moment Anan stretched out his hand to the left to defend, Zhao Yan turned around and jumped up.

Whoa!

The ball went in again!

"Completely crushed."

"The curator is so handsome!"

"God, is the curator really omnipotent!?"

The people who watched the live broadcast were stunned, because this was a live broadcast, and Coach Feng was here, so no one would doubt the authenticity of this game.

The ball returned to Zhao Yan's hands. Just as Anan was about to defend, Zhao Yan threw the ball directly in the midfield!
Whoa!

The ball went in again!

Three to zero!
Feng Shaoguang couldn't help standing up, he took off his sunglasses, and stared at Zhao Yan with his mouth open.

This scene simply overturned his decades of coaching career.

It seems that he met a basketball wizard!
"You attack!" Zhao Yan walked under the basketball and threw the ball into Anan's hands.

Anan gritted his teeth: "You can't prevent me like this!"

"Try it." Zhao Yan shrugged, looking calm.

"Ah!" Anan roared, and lines appeared on his forehead.

But just when he was about to slam dunk, the appearance of a big hand made him despair!

That was Zhao Yan's thug.

Snapped!
A beautiful rebound sent Anan's racket flying, and Anan also fell to the ground, his face pale.

"This... this is impossible..." Anan's lips trembled.

(End of this chapter)