Black Basket: Star Of Baijin

Muramame Kengo moved quickly, and rushed to the front court again.

This kind of attack, their Miuratai has honed countless times.

With his speed, he formed a defensive counterattack immediately after the defense.

"Even if Lingnan is defeated, the third-rate team is still a third-rate team, and in front of our Miuradai, its true colors are revealed in an instant.

Smiling contemptuously, Muramame Kengo was extremely confident in his speed.

Across the free throw line, he's staring at the basket, ready to finish the shot.

"Captain, be careful!"

Suddenly, the teammate behind exclaimed.

"What should I be careful about? There is no one around me, so what should I be careful about?"

Muramata Kengo didn't think so, but when he glanced to the left, he found a shadow figure.

"Nani, when did he come here!"

If one didn't pay attention, the basketball in his hand was snatched away.

"Damn it!"

Cursing secretly, he turned around and immediately chased after Baijin997 Yongcheng.

However.

The more he chased, the more he realized that the distance between himself and the other party was getting farther and farther.

"Aren't you mistaken, he's dribbling!"

Kengo Murasame's eyes were almost protruding. He felt that he should complain to the referee and take No. 33 for a urine test.

He lost to the opponent in terms of his incomparably confident speed, and it was still when the opponent dribbled and he didn't have the ball.

Kengo Muramame instinctively felt that this matter was a bit unscientific, and it must be because his opponent had taken drugs.

2 to 2.

Baijin Yongcheng tied the score with a shot.

Offensive and defensive transition.

Miuradai's offense couldn't be opened.

This team is like this, because part of their scoring comes from counterattacks.

Once they fall into positional warfare, their lack of hard power will be fully exposed.

Like the original work, Akagi Takenori is oppressed by his opponent's momentum, or he is worried that the tragedy of the previous two (cacf) years will repeat itself again.

Under the influence of these factors, all strengths cannot be exerted.

But Baijin Yongcheng, Yingmu Huadao and Ruchuan Feng, the three first-year students, were not afraid.

Baijin Yongcheng will not talk about it first, but the latter two are the masters who are not afraid of anything.

Therefore, as long as there are no problems with the three of them, Miuratai will not have a chance.

In the end, when the 24 seconds were about to run out, Kengo Murasame forcibly shot and hit the iron, and Hanamichi Sakuragi grabbed the rebound.

Landing, he subconsciously handed the ball to Baijin Yongcheng.

Then Baijin Yongcheng took the ball and started to advance quickly.

Soon, he came to the basket, avoided the defender with a European step, and was about to jump for a layup with one step.

"Go to hell, kid, don't even try to score."

Muramata Kengo slipped to Baijin Yongcheng's side again.

In the next second, he was about to stretch out his hands, trying to push Baijin Yongcheng in the air to lose his balance.

However, he didn't need to use any force at all, Kengo Muramame felt that he just touched the opponent's jersey, and Baijin Yongcheng flew out directly as if he had been hit by a truck.

"Who do you think I am with these days!"

The moment the opponent pushed him, Baijin Yongcheng fell to the side first, and at the same time threw the basketball in his hand.

Diving!

Kengo Muramame subconsciously thought of this word, and then...

swish!

!

The basketball hit the net and the referee's whistle sounded at the same time.

"I didn't foul, that kid flopped, are you blind!"

The referee ignored it and warned him that if he dared to insult the referee again, he would get a T.

Immediately, Muramame Kengo felt as uncomfortable as eating shit.

All along, they have played games and competitions in this way.

Have you ever thought that one day you will capsize in the gutter?

"Bastard, don't think that you can beat our Miuradai by doing this, your flopping is still far away!"

Ignoring Kengo Murasame's death stare, Baijin Yongcheng took his teammate's hand and stood up to the free throw line.

The little milk dog at the side analyzed it for him.

"You just fell to the ground too fast, the timing can be later, and you can lie on the ground for a while, so that it will be more realistic [the referee's foul will be more determined.

Spirit fall!

It was a stunt that Baijin Yongcheng practiced after being tortured countless times by those stinky hooligans.

In the long years of professional basketball, the most indispensable thing is villains.

But very often, in the face of the vicious violations of these thugs, you cannot retaliate with an eye for an eye.

Because you are the core of the team, it would be great if you exchanged with him, but your behavior will hurt the team.

Therefore, in order to protect themselves, some smart players came up with an idea.

Aren't you trying to foul me?

Well, I will fulfill you, and then I will do the trick, without anyone else doing it, he can show you one on the spot.

Of course, flopping is also a technical job, which not only requires extremely fast reaction, but also requires excellent acting skills.

It's a pity that Kun doesn't act, otherwise his basketball level will be further developed

"Really? I will work hard!"

Baijin Yongcheng recalled that he found that his diving was not very good.

However, besides flopping, he also wanted to score the ball. After all, he was in the range of [Irregular Layup] just now, so he was not so focused.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Kengo Murasame's twitching veins again, obviously he was very angry.

It turned out that when he said this, he forgot that he was not talking to Muramame Kengo, but the little milk dog.

Confused, he spoke out in front of everyone.

But it doesn't matter, who cares what this villain says. .