I was banned from the Olympics for being too strong

Chapter 9 100% hit rate!

"Hahaha, the clown is actually me!"

"I'm sour..."

"Beauty is justice!"

"I just wanted to sleep, and woke up laughing again!"

The barrage laughed at the other members of the Shanghai team.

The live broadcast continues.

Mo Lang didn't expect someone to bring him breakfast.

In order to save time, after Mo Lang thanked him, he ate it all.

Then I came to the basketball court and started to complete the daily tasks issued by the system.

Shooting drills, dribbling drills, and conditioning.

Mo Lang picked up a ball and started shooting three-pointers.

"Cut, isn't it just a connection with three-point shooting, what's the big deal."

Seeing Mo Lang shooting, Dong Ling couldn't help curling his lips and muttering.

Especially seeing that Mo Lang's shooting action was not very proficient and smooth, he couldn't help laughing at the opponent.

"I just said, how good can a person with college basketball level be in his pitching level?"

Just, the next moment.

puff!
The ball goes to the net perfectly!
The first goal is scored.

Then, Mo Lang didn't seem to hear Dong Ling's taunt, and continued to pick up the second ball to shoot.

The movement is indeed not very smooth and aesthetic, but the speed is still very fast, and it looks a bit like throwing.

So some people on the Internet also laughed, mocking Mo Lang for sure he can shoot?
result.

The second ball also went perfectly into the net!
that's it……

The third ball...Go in!

The fourth goal is scored!
……

Until all ten goals are scored!

Dong Ling was a little unbelievable.

Because he just scored eight goals himself.

This makes them doubt life a little bit, is this impossible?
Such a fast shooting speed can still maintain a hit rate, how could it come from someone who is only at the college league level?
Some people on the Internet saw this scene and launched barrages one after another.

Mo Lang's running dog No. 168: "I just said that Langshen can't shoot, stand up, why don't you try it?"

Basketball Gu Juji: "Fuck, this shooting percentage is a bit scary. How does this look like playing basketball across borders? This smooth shooting movement and shooting percentage, this is definitely a basketball that has been played for several years!"

Lincheng Andy Lau: "Langshen, tell me honestly, when you were swimming, did you practice basketball behind your back?"

Three-point overlord: "Hehe, that's just ten three-pointers in a row. If no one stops me, I can score twenty in a row!"

Langshen's puppy legs: "Another Internet celebrity is here to grab traffic, is it disgusting?"

Three-point bully: "I'm just telling the truth. If you don't believe me, watch my video. You mad dog, don't catch anyone here. If this kid can surpass me, I will delete the video!"

After posting these two barrages, Sanfen Xiaobawang smiled triumphantly.

Who would have thought that Langshen's puppy leg was his trumpet?
Seeing the number of views and fans of his video skyrocketing, the three-point bully laughed straight behind the screen.

Smart as I am.

The live broadcast continues.

After making ten three-pointers, Mo Lang changed direction again.

Ten in a row again!

Then they changed the direction again, and entered ten more in a row!

This time, there are thirty in a row!

But it's not over yet.

Mo Lang threw ten basketballs from five directions into the basket perfectly!
This hit rate directly fooled everyone.

Is this fucking real?

Or am I not awake?

Mom gave me a slap in the face.

Three-point bully: "Stop talking, I'll delete the video, and I'll be Langshen's running dog in the future!"

"6666."

"Congratulations to my Langshen for having an extra lackey!"

The three-point bully is stupid.

Originally a self-directed and self-acted drainage drama.

As a result, he slapped himself in the face.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and immediately licked Mo Lang.

As a result, the fans did not decrease but increased.

This gave him a taste of sweetness.

Decided to join the army of Langshen lackeys.

I hope that one day I can change from a running dog to a dog-headed military advisor!
This is just a small episode.

After seeing Mo Lang started shooting training, the other players were also unconvinced, and also began to practice shooting three-pointers.

The hit rate is a bit scary.

But it's scary low.

Dong Ling has not given up.

Because what Mo Lang was talking about was the length of his training, not the hit rate, so he would never admit defeat.

So an hour passed.

The barrage that was originally surprised by Mo Lang's hit rate also decreased.

Some people even bet on the number of Mo Lang not scoring.

Occasionally, newcomers come in and marvel at Mo Lang's hit rate, but after more than ten minutes...

New blood has been added to the army of Langshen lackeys!
Two hours have passed...

Three hours have passed...

……

Five hours have passed...

It wasn't until the sixth hour that Mo Lang finally stopped shooting.

But Mo Lang's hit rate remained 100%!
This once again shocked those who watched the live broadcast.

"My God, Langshen practiced shooting for six hours?"

"That's not the point. The point is that after shooting six hours of three-pointers, he can still maintain his shooting speed and 100% shooting rate. How can this be human? This is a monster!"

"Stop talking, my mother asked me why I watched the video on my knees..."

"No wonder you can show off three points in front of God Yao, there are indeed hundreds of millions of brushes!"

"Didn't you pay attention? The more he goes to the back, the more standard his shots are, and the smoother he is, the learning ability is too abnormal!"

"..."

Mo Lang once again convinced a large number of basketball fans with his shooting.

With this terrifying hit rate, most people couldn't find anything wrong with it.

"Huh...it's finally over."

Several main players of the Shanghai team persisted, but in the end, they no longer guaranteed the hit rate, but shot and shot like a tool man.

After seeing Mo Lang finished shooting, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Six hours of shooting made their arms almost useless.

"Why, can't this work?"

Mo Lang looked at the panting Shanghai players with a smile on his face.

But he didn't continue, because it was noon and it was time for dinner.

……

……

After six hours of live broadcasting, Mo Lang's terrifying hit rate caused the number of live broadcasts to soar to 100 million!

At the same time, the number of Mo Lang's lackeys is rapidly increasing!
But there are still people who jump out and pick faults.

Sun Sheng: "Hehe, is it amazing to train for six hours?"

Iron Dog Basketball: "I'm a field player, and I practice six hours a day. How come no one says I'm awesome? How much did the navy pay for it?"

Veteran basketball expert: "In my opinion, this kid can only shoot. What's the use of that? Does basketball only depend on accurate pitching?"

There are still a lot of hype, basically just a few people, or their fans.

Of course, there are also keyboard warriors who are jealous of Mo Lang's handsomeness.

The ugly appearance and distorted heart can only make them hide in the dark and vent their emotions.

……

……

Because of the breakfast, this time the Shanghai team has a special person to deliver Chinese food.

They are all ingredients such as beef specially used by some athletes, which can fully and quickly replenish protein and energy.

Soon, all the team members began to gorge themselves.

The high-intensity shooting training made them already hungry.

Eat twice as much as usual!
Fortunately, the food delivery personnel have already prepared, and they are full and full!
Soon.

Everyone finished eating and rested for a while.

Many people thought that the training was over.

Among them, the team members who persisted found Mo Lang excitedly, wanting to challenge him.

Dong Ling, in particular, kept staring at Mo Lang. After seeing Mo Lang finished eating, he was the first to rush over and said, "Now that the training is over, I am qualified to challenge you, right?"

Mo Lang wiped his mouth, and then accurately threw the toilet paper into the trash can. He looked at Dong Ling calmly, raised his eyebrows and said:

"The training is over? Who said the training is over? The training has just begun!"

(End of this chapter)