The 227th chapter will shock to the end
He learned from his mistakes. This time Optimus Prime learned his lesson. Relying on his height and wingspan, he blocked Zhao Ziyue, maintaining a certain distance, guarding against Zhao Ziyue for jumping and shooting, stretching his legs to block his way. He stared at the basketball, afraid of being fooled again.
Zhao Ziyue smiled, slapped the ball silently, and rushed around as if he was catching a hide-and-seek with Optimus Prime.
"What kind of offensive method will he choose this time?" Liu Chuanfeng said to himself.
"Your opponent will never let you guess his next attack method. This is common sense in basketball. Why did you forget Liu Chuanfeng?" Teacher Nangong said coldly.
Liu Chuanfeng scratched his head and said with guilty expression: "I...I just feel curious."
Just as everyone was speculating on how Decayed Brother in the basketball court would attack, he had already led Optimus Prime to the basket and started shooting.
Zhao Ziyue rushed forward with the basketball and then suddenly retreated. She pulled a distance from Optimus Prime, leaned back, held the basketball with both hands like a full moon bow, and made a signature move by the Peter Pan Kobe Bryant, and a backward jump shot was about to be staged.
Where can he show off again? Li Kezhu jumped high and blocked all the routes he shot.
However, Zhao Ziyue smiled mysteriously, bowed his body, and took back the shot like a full moon bent bow, and then parked the basketball again on his abdomen. It was not until this time that the big man in the air realized that he was being fooled again. The palm of his palm whistled towards Zhao Ziyue's head.
It caused a lot of exclamations around. How could this be playing basketball? Isn’t this another hit?
In the crowd, Ye Feng smiled coldly. I hope the stupid guy can give the new guy a warning this time. If he really hits him, he will also go up to save the situation. Is it inevitable that the stuttering of competitive sports? He is a man who can afford to be injured. Hehe~
Ling Yun shook her head helplessly. He had seen Zhao Ziyue's violent tendency. He was just now forbearing for himself. If he really violated his bottom line, I am really afraid that he would take ruthlessly if he was not careful. You should know that these people are just some young college students.
What was surprising was that Zhao Ziyue just shook his head and easily avoided Optimus Prime's Tathagata palm. Just as Li Kezhu fell to the ground and bowed slightly, his body rose up like a raccoon! He grabbed the basketball with one hand, and pressed Optimus Prime's shoulder with the other hand, and his body rose into the air. He jumped high over Li Kezhu's head, who was 1.9 meters tall. He dunked with force and strength towards the basket. His skills shocked everyone!
quiet--
For a moment, the basketball court was surprisingly quiet. Almost hundreds of hearts could be heard pounding.
All the students wanted to look at Zhao Ziyue like a monster. Is this... Is this Superman? How could he jump so high?
It was also the Zhao Ziyue cheerleader who was temporarily organized to break Chen Jing.
"Handsome guys, handsome guys, we love you - you are so handsome - so cool - so awesome -" The uneven oriole sounds conveyed their excitement at this moment.
The four-eyed fat girl was excited and turned around and hugged Ling Yun tightly. The fat girl's face was fluttering with excitement.
The monkey smashed his mouth, swallowed and spitted, but didn't say anything. The small shark swung his fist and slammed hard on the street lamp railing beside him. Ye Feng bit his lips tightly and reached out to loosen the collar on his neck.
Looking at the court, Liu Chuanfeng's eyes shining and said excitedly: "It's so similar... it's so similar to the scene that was staged in the 2008 NBA Dunk Competition! Nate Robinson made a dunk that pressed the shoulder of Howard of the Warcraft. Today, this guy put himself in the dead and lived. This dunk was a magical move. It's arrogant enough... it's domineering enough..."
Teacher Nangong still had a face with a ten thousand years of coffin, but his eyes became obviously gentle. He nodded and murmured to himself: "Not bad...it's very potential..."
Optimus Prime, who was humiliated twice in a row, was furious. His face turned red. He kicked the basketball hard at Zhao Ziyue, and said with gritted teeth: "Come again!"
Zhao Ziyue took the basketball and was no longer polite. He easily got rid of Optimus Prime's defense at the top of the arc, rushed two steps, and jumped hard to jump at the free throw line. He held the ball behind his head with his right hand, straightened his left hand, and his legs bent, and his body glided out of the free throw line like a bird. He smashed the ball into the basket like a tomahawk. In front of everyone, Zhao Ziyue made a super long gliding and flying dunk!
This time it was silent again. It seemed that people were already numbed by shock. They just stared at the stadium blankly.
Only Liu Chuanfeng, the director of the basketball department, explained with a eager look on his face: "It's another powerful tomahawk-like dunk. This guy's physical fitness is not ordinary. The classic performance of Flying Jordan back then was taken to the campus of Xiangshan University by him. He is really a talent. I can't do such difficult moves..."
Beside him, Teacher Nangong's ice face, which had been unchanged for thousands of years, gradually had a faint smile on his face.
Next, it almost became the personal expression of Zhao Ziyue's livestock.
He saw his body drew difficult arcs in the air. Shenma windmill dunk, tomahawk slam dunk, backward dunk, cross-stand dunk, heavy dunk, twisted waist and pull rod dunk. They were all vividly interpreted by him. Later, people seemed to be shocked and dumb, and looked at the stunning decadent brother on the court with numb expressions. He just murmured: "Dunk again... I've been buckled..."
It was not until Zhao Ziyue made another shocking move, jumped up, stepped on Optimus Prime's head with one foot, and smashed the ball into the basket. Only then did people's enthusiasm once again rejuvenate.
For a moment, applause was thunderous, screams, whistles, and roars came one after another. Almost all the air in this circle was burning.
Some active-minded little girls began to inquire about the phone number of decadent brother on the stadium.
At this time, almost all sophomore architecture students said coldly—I don’t know.
A girl didn't give up and pulled an inconspicuous four-eyed brother beside her and asked delicately: "Is the handsome guy who dunked just now the transfer student in your class?"
Chapter completed!