The sound of the basketball hitting the net and the referee's whistle sounded at the same time.
Olson lay on the ground and after a while he felt relieved that his ribs were not broken. However, when he saw the referee's gesture, his eyes suddenly went dark.
Block foul?
Why is it a blocking foul?
I was almost burped.
Are you trying to stop me?
Are you fucking blind?
He jumped up from the floor with a bang and kept complaining to the referee. The referee looked at him and spat back: "You have to lie on the ground for a while longer, maybe I will change the decision, but now if you continue
If you persist, I may give you a technical foul."
All the fans stood up and applauded. Old Mike, who had not played a long note for a long time, began to perform sensationally again: "Lu...Yu..."
Lu Yu made the free throw steadily.
After the free throw, he subconsciously glanced at the system panel. The progress of the three breathing methods seemed to have taken a small step forward. It seemed that as long as there was "confrontation", the breathing methods would improve.
Lu Yu smiled.
"I'm sorry, fellow NCAA students, maybe I will become your nightmare this season."
Lu Chaoyang and Su Qun on the sidelines were a little dull. They didn't expect that basketball could still be played like this?
Only Jessica on the side looked slightly excited, her face flushed with excitement.
Eagles head coach Ray Giacoletti shouted on the sidelines: "Stop down and play slowly!"
Olson nodded, but as soon as the half was over, he found a person standing in front of him. When he looked closely, it was Lu Yu who had just kneeled him.
He immediately forgot the coach's words and just bent down, dribbling the ball while pushing Lu Yu with his ball protector: "You brat, you must have done it on purpose just now. Don't think I don't know. Just wait, I will definitely do it."
Give it back."
Lu Yu frowned slightly.
This guy doesn't play well and talks a lot of nonsense.
He didn't speak, and he wasn't afraid of a fight, but he thought the best way to shut up the opponent was to beat the opponent on the court. Of course, if the opponent insisted on fighting, he could make Olson not even recognize him.
Lu Yu bent down, his eyes fixed on the basketball in Olson's hand, and his body and Olson began to push each other, neither giving way to the other.
“It’s really gone up.”
Lu Yu became excited, and the progress of the three breathing techniques increased slightly during the confrontation.
Olson seemed to be at odds with Lu Yu. He seemed to have forgotten that this was a game. Maybe he was used to the NCAA's 35-second attack time. Anyway, just when he and Lu Yu were about to accelerate after the constant confrontation, the accident happened.
——
"Water Breathing Technique, Explosion!"
Lu Yu instantly increased his defensive toughness by 5%. Olson's acceleration this time did not get rid of Lu Yu, but Lu Yu followed closely with a few sliding steps, and then he only felt a tap on his hand.
He failed to grasp the ball for a moment, and the basketball bounced off the ground, and then a pair of big hands immediately picked up the ball.
"How did he break it?"
Olson didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly chased Lu Yu, but at the moment of chasing back, he seemed to hear Lu Yu softly say: "Idiot."
He didn't care whether Lu Yu really scolded him or not. Lu Yu was very fast and had already reached the basket.
At this time, Olson hesitated.
The shadow of being hit on the knee just now appeared in his mind again. He suppressed the panic in his heart and jumped towards Lu Yu, but it was obvious that he had no intention of jumping at all, because the place where he jumped was still a long way away from Lu Yu.
a long distance.
"It's boring."
Lu Yu thought he would be tough, but he didn't expect that he would be tough on the outside but tough on the inside.
With a flick of his wrist, he threw a free throw without even looking back. He knew the ball had been scored just by the cheers of the fans in the audience.
Olson was a little disappointed.
…
Olson wanted to pull Lu Yu when he was on the pick-and-roll.
Lu Yu suddenly shook his hand and put him down to the ground. Olson, who was lying on the ground, seemed to see Lu Yu's cold eyes. He suddenly felt that if he had moved a little harder, he would not be lying on the floor.
Should I not provoke him?
Fortunately, the referee called Lu Yu's foul and soothed his injured heart, but Lu Yu didn't seem to care much.
…
Outside the three-point line, Lu Yu glanced at his feet and made sure he was standing outside the three-point line before taking a shot without haste. With the breathing method of fire, his touch was still hot this time.
The basketball flew over Olson's head.
"Whoosh!"
Hollow into the net.
65:49
Gonzaga already leads by sixteen points.
…
Lu Yu forced a breakthrough inside, and the Washington Eagles power forward grabbed Lu Yu's arm. Lu Yu threw the ball while his body was unstable in the air.
No one expected that the basketball bounced twice on the hoop and actually fell in.
Casey Green rushed up to fight the Eagles.
The players from both sides gathered in a group. Lu Yu stared at the chaotic sidelines with his eyes, and quietly walked over with clenched fists. Olson, who had been paying attention to Lu Yu, turned pale with fright, and immediately pulled away from his impulsive teammates.
"Forget it, forget it, it's our fault."
I really can't afford it.
Old Mike said loudly into the microphone: "Look at our No. 10 Lu Yu. He has maintained restraint from beginning to end. How like a calm gentleman. Well, from now on, we fans in Spokane can call us football
The new king is called——"
The fans in the audience followed his elongated tail tone and shouted: "Gentleman——Gentleman——"
Olson rolled his eyes: "Have you ever seen a gentleman knee someone with his knee?"
This is not a gentleman, this is a bandit!
…
The Eagles failed to attack again. Casey Green jumped up from the crowd, struggled to grab the rebound, turned around, and threw the ball directly forward.
"Lu Yu!"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone saw a bolt of white lightning passing by the sideline.
It's Lu Yu!
"Breath of Thunder, Explode!"
The 0.7% explosive power bonus is not much, but it is enough to prevent the Eagles, who are already at the end of their physical strength, from even grabbing the corner of his clothes.
Lu Yu rushed into the inside line and jumped high!
Olson, who ran back to the basket in advance, closed his eyes and stood there, not looking at Lu Yu who was already preparing to take off.
Lu Chaoyang stood up, Su Qun stood up, and Jessica stood up.
All the substitutes and Mark Foyo stood up.
"Boom!"
The basket made a vibrating sound.
Olson only felt a gust of wind passing over his head.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Lu Yu's legs straddling his shoulders.
Ride buckle!
Lu Yuqi dunked Olson!
The fans in the audience were excited, and Olson's provocation before the game started was seen by all the spectators.
Lu Yu's buckle directly ignited the fire in their chests!
Just do it!
If he dares to provoke, I will ride and dunk him!
The Eagles players seemed to be stunned by Lu Yu's dunk that hit Huashan.
Even old Mike forgot that he should shout in a long tone.
Only the ended game time on the scoreboard above the arena and the dazzling score of 79:57 reminded everyone that the game was over.
"Sorry, I won."
Lu Yu took a look at the score and said to Aaron Olson with a kind face.
Aaron Olson felt that he had been humiliated, but when he thought of the tragic situation he had just been "beaten" by Lu Yu on the court, he couldn't help but shudder.
Forget it, I still can’t afford to offend him.
The score on the scoreboard made his face burn.
I originally thought that I could crush this Asian player against me, but the result was far from what I expected.
Looking at Lu Yu who had already walked into the players' tunnel, he couldn't help but regret in his heart that he should have provoked him when he had known better.
The announcer was right.
He is a gentleman!
However, what the announcer didn't know was that this gentleman was wielding a death scythe in his hand!
Olson suddenly remembered that during the warm-up match two days ago, he met another freshman at the University of Arizona named Gilbert Arenas, who was as arrogant as No. 10 Lu Yu.
It seems like Gonzaga is the next opponent, and the next opponent, and the next opponent,
