when!

This sound was like a heavy drum hitting everyone present.

"Finally defended!"

The five members of the school team and the bystanders all relaxed their hearts. They thought it was finished just the moment Yang Qi shot.

"Are you finally unable to make a shot?"

Niu Fengshan felt a little disappointed and had strange happiness, as if this was the case, he felt that Yang Qi was still a normal person. Otherwise, the accuracy of his every move would be really unacceptable.

wrong!

Suddenly, he saw a figure rising at high speed behind the five people, like a sky roc spreading its wings, almost floating in the air.

It was Yang Qi who started from the three-point line and suddenly jumped high, almost breaking away from the gravity of the earth, as if flying over the heads of the five people, holding the basketball that was popping out of the basket with both hands, and pressing it into the basket hard.

Replace the deduction!

And it was a dunk with both hands. This high school student, who was only a little over 1.75 meters tall, dunk with both hands, and aerial relay with both hands!

Bang!

A basketball fell to the ground, like a person's heart.

Looking at Yang Qi, who let go of his hands and slowly fell down, the afterglow of the sunset was so brilliant and so dazzling!

"Damn!"

Niu Fengshan's glaring expression came out of his heart, and after the thickening, he couldn't close it.

The other people's expressions were even more exaggerated, and they didn't know how many chins had broken.

"Coach, it should be counted as a supplementary investment?"

Yang Qi walked to Niufeng Mountain and asked with a smile.

"Think...think!"

Niu Fengshan came back to his senses and his eyes at Yang Qi changed completely. Originally, his love and cherishment of talent and talent had to be cultivated, and it could even be said to be the one who helped Yang Qi. Now it is different. Now he loves and cherishes more, but he has no courage to cultivate and promote. This girl is simply a basketball genius and a basketball monster. As long as he is given a field, he can make the whole audience excited!

"Then the things that coach said you didn't need training can be counted?"

"Do not count!" Niu Fengshan swallowed his saliva, his face finally stopped stiffening, and he smiled, and said, "Don't call me coach one by one, and you will call me Lao Niu like them in the future!"

"Okay, old cow!"

...

After walking out of the campus, Yang Qi let out a sigh. I have to say that the old Niu was indeed the same as Li Mingwei said, a middle-aged monster who was too enthusiastic. Although Yang Qi would not participate in the training, he still promised that the old Niu would take the time to watch them train and would have a few games to get in with them. After all, basketball is a collective sport.

There is a mobile phone store not far from the school. Yang abandoned and bought a card, then called Lu Liangjie and then called Shen Zhengfeng.

After going to the hospital, Huang Man was in good condition and stayed for another day and observed. He could be discharged from the hospital. At night, he returned to the courtyard and coaxed the children to bed. After Yang Qi couldn't help but get out of the wall and flew to the beach in a phantom chariot, he played hard for several times.

When dealing with Shen Zhengfeng that day, Yang Qi first saw the cruelty of the Phantom Chariot. How could he not do anything freely? Even if he is very good at heart, he is still a 17-year-old boy after all.

Yang Qi has roughly seen the power of the light energy bomb now, and there is only one left, so he will never try it again. Yang Qi has played with other functions!

Moreover, Yang Qi also discovered one thing, that is, the so-called three amphibious waterway of the Phantom Chariot, which not only refers to the water surface, but also underwater.

This Phantom Chariot is available for diving!

After playing until midnight, Yang Qi returned home. He fell asleep with unconcealed excitement. The next day, he got up and bought breakfast as usual, and gave it to the little guys to elementary school, and then returned to Ruiyun High School.

"It's finally Saturday!"

A sharp light flashed in Qin Muchu's eyes, and he turned around and looked at Yang Qi's position. Yang Qi has rarely come to class these days, and he said it's a pity for no reason, but Qin Muchu still has a thorn, and he can't pick it out even if he pierces it into the flesh. Just beating Yang Qi is not enough to vent his resentment. He wants to see Yang Qi be beaten, and it can't be just once!

After finally getting the bell for the end of get out of class, Qin Muchu got up and walked directly outside the classroom. Xun Tuizhi and others immediately followed. When they left the school gate, they met with Zhuang Zhoufeng.

"The person I called is already at the door. You can enjoy it slowly, Master."

Zhuang Zhoufeng pointed to seven or eight people not far from the campus gate, and said to Qin Muchu, preparing to avoid it himself, but was pulled by Qin Muchu and said, "Let's watch together." Seeing this, Zhuang Zhoufeng had to follow.

There were only two or three of the seven or eight people at the door who looked like gangsters in society, and the rest looked very normal, without any sensation. The only difference was that each looked extremely strong and had a sharp look.

"Young Master Afeng."

After seeing Zhuang Zhoufeng, one of them called out, then looked at Qin Muchu next to Zhuang Zhoufeng, and smiled and said, "This person should be Master Qin, right?"

Qin Muchu nodded and said, "I'll bother you later."

"A small matter." The man waved his hand, pointed to a park not far away, and said, "Mr. Qin, you go there and wait. I'll take that kid there later."

"Um."

Qin Muchu showed an admiring look and walked towards the park.

"This person is good, is it your father's subordinate?" Qin Muchu asked Zhuang Zhoufeng politely.

"That's right, officially, I'm an employee of my dad's company." Zhuang Zhoufeng replied.

When Qin Muchu heard this, he smiled and said, "That should be a black boxing player? By the way, I am quite interested in your father's underground boxing ring. I will go and have a look when I have time."

A hint of displeasure flashed in Zhuang Zhoufeng's eyes, but he quickly smiled and said, "If the eldest young master can enjoy the light, it would be the honor of the boxing gym."

He felt a little nervous. He had seen Yang Qi kicking Shumu with one foot, but he was helpless and did not dare to refuse Qin Muchu too strongly. This time he asked someone to greet his father in advance, and told his father about Yang Qi's strength. Obviously, his father didn't believe much about Zhuang Zhoufeng's words, but because of his attention to Qin Muchu, he sent an underground boxer to come.

Zhuang Zhoufeng knew the ability of this boxer. He maintained a winning streak record in the boxing gym and was a very strong person.

"That's right, great strength does not mean strong fighting skills! And that kid must have no real fighting experience!"

Zhuang Zhoufeng comforted himself in this way.

The seven or eight people were holding mobile phones in their hands, and there was a photo of Yang Qi inside. They looked at each of the students who came out, and soon they found Yang Qi.

"You are Yang Qi, are you?"

One person walked up to Yang Qi, compared the photos again, and sneered: "Go to the park over there with us." As he spoke, three more people came to block Yang Qi's way.

"Who are you?" Yang Qi frowned slightly.

"You will know when you go there." One person said, "Boy, I know you can fight, but if you fight at the entrance of the campus, it will not be very good to you."

"So, are you asking me for trouble?" Yang Qi looked at the park over there and said calmly: "Is it Qin Muchu who came to you?"

"Since you know, then leave!"

Yang Qi touched the black iron chain on his wrist and walked straight to the park. The trouble was impossible, and Yang Qi had been withstood for a long time.

Sure enough, when he entered the park, Yang Qi saw Qin Muchu looking at him with a proud look on his face.

"Are you looking for these people?"

Yang Qi did not look at Qin Muchu, but looked at Zhuang Zhoufeng beside Qin Muchu.

When Zhuang Zhoufeng heard this, he looked at the side and pretended not to hear anything. He was still nervous and didn't know how to answer, so he chose not to answer.

Qin Muchu despised Zhuang Zhoufeng's timidity and fear, then looked at Yang Qi and said, "You are indeed very brave. Now it's time, you still dare to be so arrogant."

"When is it now?" Yang Qi looked at Qin Muchu coldly.

"You will know soon." Qin Muchu said to the seven or eight people behind him: "Boll, beat me hard. As long as you don't have any life, I will take care of everything."

The seven or eight people immediately surrounded him and rushed towards Yang Qi like a hungry tiger pounced on a sheep. Some of the people in front of him punched and some whipped legs, with a strong momentum.

Yang Qi bent his body slightly, like a leopard lying in a hidden tiger, sweeping across his legs, slapping over three people, and then sweeping over three people. Another mess of fist, he saw the flesh of his fist, smashing the remaining few people all covered their faces and retreated, his eyes full of pain.

In almost three seconds, only one of seven or eight people was still standing. The man's eyes were shining brightly, which was the underground boxer that Qin Muchu said.

It was the first time that Qin Muchu saw Yang Qi's terrifying side, and a hint of fear appeared in his expression. He had only heard that Yang Qi could beat him before, but he didn't expect that he was so powerful that those people were all gangsters in society!

"I didn't expect that there were so many high school students who could play."

The boxer twisted his neck twice, and his eyes were filled with interest. Originally, he was slightly dissatisfied with being called by his boss to bully a high school student, but now it seems a bit interesting.

This boxer is not tall, only about 1.7 meters tall, and his weight will definitely not exceed 70 kilograms.

The boxer moved forward, with his hands hanging down his shoulders, very casually, without a trace of fighting. His footsteps were not moving quickly, but he was very steady in every way.

Yang Qi looked serious, and he could clearly see that the person in front of him was covered with calluses.

The man suddenly exposes his leg and thrusts into Yang Qi's head like a whip. He can hear the whistle of the wind roaring from his feet, and his power must be heavy. At the same time, his fist almost reached Yang Qi's face at an extremely strange angle.

This man made a heavy move when he made a move, without any fancy. This is an instinct that comes from fighting in the underground boxing ring. He spares no effort when facing any opponent. Otherwise, the lion fighting against a rabbit may capsize in your gutter.

Seeing this, Yang Qi grabbed the whip leg with one hand and grabbed the fist with the other.

This is not resistance, but attack!
Chapter completed!