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Chapter 6 Possession!attacking king
Zhang Fei: Who is new? (question mark face)
Wu Yong: King of the ball! ?Never heard of this name. (surprised face)
Shi Jin: The military adviser, I think most of them are people from the imperial court.

Zhu Bajie: Hehe, it’s the rule for newcomers to take photos and measure up. (Slobber)
Jordan: Speechless! (Storm waterfall sweat)

Chaoguan: Alright, let’s buy a wave of Yangshou Coins, the old rules, the highest reward management.

Zhang Fei rewarded 0.5 Yangshou coins.

Wu Yong tipped 0.2 Yangshou coins.

Zhu Bajie rewards 1 Yangshou coin.

Jordan rewarded 2 Yangshou coins.

……

"The reward is over, the statistics are in progress..."

"Congratulations to King Jordan for getting the right to manage the live broadcast!"

The scenes in Zhang Xiaoqiang's mind are clearly visible, he is no stranger to this process, and the last time he played against the bandits was also in this scene.

The only difference is that at this time Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't swear and refuse like last time. He felt that he had a strong desire for revenge when he was humiliated.

Whether it is a fantasy or a dream.

At this point, he has nothing to worry about.

Unsurprisingly, the body shook violently, and then Michael Jordan's possession was completed.

"Hmph! Do you see that? This is the gap between you and me! Boy, you have to be strong to pretend! Otherwise, this will be the result!!" With arms folded, Wang Lei stood indifferently in the center of the field, his eyes full Han stared contemptuously at Zhang Xiaoqiang who was lying on the ground, his kingly aura was beyond words, and the audience around him shouted his name.

"How about it! What did you say, does that kid even have a problem walking out of the arena standing up!"

"Hey! I didn't expect him to be so poor that he couldn't even score a goal. He acted like it before!"

"This time he's humiliated, let's see how he will mess around in school in the future!"

"Hey! Stop talking, that guy seems to have recovered!"

Under the basket, Zhang Xiaoqiang, who had been crawling for a while, sat up admiringly, and then scratched the back of his head like a normal person: "Hey, where did the mosquito come from and buzz next to me?"

Looking sideways, Zhang Xiaoqiang exclaimed perversely: "Ah, it can't be you, Wang Lei?"

Ask knowingly!Wang Lei who heard the words smiled contemptuously: "It's already this time, why are you still pretending?"

As if he didn't hear it, Zhang Xiaoqiang slowly got up from the ground, and at the same time he replied calmly: "The game is a [-]-point game, and now it's [-] to [-], and it's still one point away. But I, Zhang Xiaoqiang, didn't reach the end until the last moment." A man who won't give up easily!"

After saying that, Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his palm and pointed at Wang Lei, and then turned his four fingers together and turned downwards. He pressed twice, and shouted loudly: "From now on, I'm going to be serious! "

After saying this, the noisy and chaotic stadium suddenly became quiet, and everyone was shocked by Zhang Xiaoqiang's declaration.

It's just that this silence didn't last too long, and it was overwhelmed by laughter and jokes one after another in an instant.

"Hahaha! Boy, I'll give you [-] points for pretending!"

"This is really enough!"

"Wang Lei! Zero seal him!"

The corners of his eyes twitched involuntarily, Zhang Xiaoqiang's words fell into Wang Lei's ears, and they were simply an insult.

"Seriously!? Okay, then let's be serious! I'll see how you make a comeback on the last ball!!"

The probing hand touched the basketball on the floor, and Wang Lei pushed it out with more force on purpose. He made it clear that he wanted to make Zhang Xiaoqiang fall to the ground and make a fool of himself.

But this time...

Standing leisurely on the same spot, Zhang Xiaoqiang never retreated or evaded, until the basketball was about to approach him, he suddenly raised his right hand, and then easily dunked the ball into his palm.

"Thank you!" Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was behind the ball, smiled lightly, and walked to the kick-off point with the ball.

"The referee may begin."

"BI!"

When the whistle sounded, Zhang Xiaoqiang patted the basketball on the ground.

"I'm coming!"

"Stop dreaming!" Wang Lei planned to follow the same pattern and once again staged the lore of stealing the ball and counterattacking.

Only this time, his hand was running steadily towards the ball, but the moment his fingertips were about to touch the ball, the basketball suddenly changed its form, and after a flick on the floor, it moved to the left side along Zhang Xiaoqiang's rear hip.

Then Zhang Xiaoqiang took off with the ball and easily sent the ball into the basket. The score was [-] to [-].

"Sorry, it's a goal!"

According to the agreement before the game, Zhang Xiaoqiang has actually won the game.

However, the competition system is [-] points, so the offense and defense are switched, and now Wang Lei will attack.

"Huh! You kid just had a **** luck. I let you in because of a slippery hand. From now on, I won't give you a chance to score again."

After finishing speaking, Wang Qiang dribbled the ball and broke through, but as soon as he hit the ball, there was only air left when he took the shot again.

"Dry the jump shot! I'll wipe it, you're so handsome!" With the shouts erupting from the audience, Zhang Xiaoqiang retaliated in the same way and scored two more points.

"Sorry! Looks like I got lucky again!" Picking up the ball, Zhang Xiaoqiang returned to the starting line again.

At this time, Wang Lei was so angry that he was about to get angry.

"Are you ready?"

"You... come here!" Wang Lei, who didn't believe in evil, made a good posture.

Zhang Xiaoqiang only waited for the whistle to sound, and immediately leaned over slightly.

Seeing this, Wang Lei's lips curled up in contempt: "Hmph, you still want to shake me? Dream on you!"

Squatting in a horse stance, Wang Lei firmly planted himself on the ground, his huge figure completely enveloping Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Undoubtedly, Wang Lei wanted to use his physical advantage to completely block Zhang Xiaoqiang's attacking route.

But to Wang Lei's surprise, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't advance but retreated. After a simple feint, he jumped up in front of him, who was nearly 2 meters tall.

Perfect throwing posture, after the ball was released, Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his right hand high in the air.

"Three points! I'm stupid, that kid gets another three points!"

"I'm not dazzled, I'm less than 1.8 meters, dare to play a big knife in front of 2 meters Wang Lei... It's awesome."

"That's not the point. Didn't you see that this kid gestured for a three-pointer as soon as he shot the ball? This shows that he expected to score the ball!"

"Haha! It seems that you have to write Y's name upside down this time."

After scoring three consecutive points, no one dared to underestimate Zhang Xiaoqiang in the stadium at this moment, and his supporters began to appear in the audience.

"Zhang Xiaoqiang! Come on!"

"Zhang Xiaoqiang! So handsome!"

In the next minute or so, it completely became Zhang Xiaoqiang's personal performance show. He almost copied Wang Lei's previous routine of playing with him, and re-interpreted it, but this time the object of humiliation was replaced by Wang Lei.

What annoyed Wang Lei even more was that the opponent's reenactment, no matter from any angle, was better than him, and it was simply professional.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! Boy, are you on drugs?"

Hearing Wang Lei's questioning voice, Zhang Xiaoqiang shrugged his shoulders casually: "Hehe, if you think taking drugs can improve your basketball level, then you can also take drugs. There is one last ball left, and I can wait for you."

The contemptuous attitude made Wang Lei's teeth itch. He almost gnashed his teeth and threatened, "Zhang Xiaoqiang! Don't get too complacent. This last ball, I will teach you how to behave!"

"Fourteen to fourteen, the final goal will determine the outcome!"

Following the referee's announcement, the stadium was full of hustle and bustle, and the originally unified crowd began to divide into two factions to shout.

"Wang Lei, it doesn't matter, take the last lore and kill him!"

"Zhang Xiaoqiang! You are the strongest! Kill Wang Lei and fight for the overlord!"

The crowd in the stands was full of enthusiasm, and the arena was full of gunpowder.

Wang Lei and Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at each other, and the sound of metal clashing could be faintly heard where the eyes intersected.

"Offensive possession: Zhang Xiaoqiang. BI~"

When the whistle sounded, Zhang Xiaoqiang began to dribble the ball. His skillful skills were astonishing. Wang Lei was so shaken that he only felt afterimages in front of him.

In desperation, he could only retreat to the basket.

But just as Wang Lei retreated, Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly changed direction and accelerated.

Seeing this sudden scene on the field, the audience was stunned:
"I'll go! No, this kid wants to hit the basket!?"

"How is it possible, Wang Lei has retreated, as long as his body stands still, there is no chance to go in!"

"Want to layup! You are so naive!" Wang Lei, who also saw Zhang Xiaoqiang's intentions, immediately accelerated. As the audience said, as long as he stood in the penalty area first, then Zhang Xiaoqiang would have nothing to do.

However, just when everyone thought that Zhang Xiaoqiang's layup plan with the ball had run aground, something unexpected happened.

"He, he... the free throw line! He actually jumped from the free throw line!"

"He, what does he want to do!? Could it be..."

"Don't even think about it!"

"Bang!" He dunked the ball into the basket with his right hand, and then the basketball fell steadily, along with Wang Lei who was trying to block it.

The audience fell into deathly silence, and the referee was stunned for a few seconds before recovering and blew his whistle.

"BI, the score is sixteen to fourteen, Zhang Xiaoqiang wins!"

Wow!Cheers erupted, and everyone present was shocked by Zhang Xiaoqiang's shocking dunk.

Soon, everyone on the field was shouting "Zhang Xiaoqiang"'s name.

Hanging on the basket rack, Zhang Xiaoqiang glanced sideways at Wang Lei who fell to the ground. He didn't speak, but the corners of his lips curled up, and then he let go of his hands and landed, showing his thumb to the stands.

"This feeling is so fucking cool!!"

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