Wang Jinxi sat on the ground, looking up at the cold and upright body in front of him, her heart trembled violently, and her cold and domineering twitched completely defeated his confidence. Even after he turned around and ran away, Wang Jinxi was still not shocked.
Come back to your senses.
Wang Bo's eyes were almost glaring out, and he couldn't believe his eyes. The slam dunk technique is still very far away for junior high school students, and it was cold but relaxed, which made him feel a little nervous.
Bitter, can he defeat such a powerful opponent?
"Slam dunk..." Several contestants from No. 7 were all dumbfounded. After a while, one of them stuttered. A group of people looked at each other in panic and shocked. The confidence that had gradually lost due to the large-scale pursuit of points before the coldness was in a state of decline.
The violence completely disintegrated in one go.
"This guy is really scary." Sun Dahai opened his mouth wide, then ran towards the cold in excitement, celebrating with him, and then slammed it lightly on his shoulder, "You kid, let you show off,
You are so rude that you actually had a slam dunk."
With the cold slam dunk, the morale of No. 17 Middle School was greatly encouraged and became more and more courageous as the battle was fought; while a group of people from No. 7 Middle School were depressed, their self-confidence was severely lost, and their situations were frequent, and they were defeated by No. 17 Middle School.
roar!
Peng Jie received the ball under the basket, turned around and jumped, and the basketball smashed the board into the basket, and he shouted excitedly.
“It’s beautifully spread.”
Sun Dahai received a cold pass at the zero-degree angle and scored while no one was on guard against the goal.
...
Time passed quickly, and there was not much time left in the second half. The 17th Middle School played more and more easily, and there were cheers coming from time to time, while the 7th Middle School was boring. In the following time, they were beaten to pieces.
He has no temper and has been lagging behind by more than ten points since he was leading by a large proportion.
In fact, it is not that their football skills are not good. In fact, the players in the seventh Middle School are still above the players in the seventh Middle School. Apart from being cold, the seventh Middle School cannot compare with the seventh Middle School in any position. If you perform fully,
Even if they can win the 17th Middle School, they will never lose so badly. But they are just junior high school students after all, and their performance is unstable and easily affected by emotions. Under the cold dunk, they completely lost their fighting spirit.
, which leads to the subsequent collapse.
"Haha...it's so cool!"
After another goal in the 17th Middle School, Sun Dahai laughed and ran back. When he passed by Wang Bo, he smiled coldly, "Didn't you say that you will break 100% in this game? You didn't say that you will break 7th Middle School in this game?
Is our level in No. 17 Middle School not good? Don’t you be able to look at the super experts in our mouths? Then, look at how many points you got on the scoreboard, forty-nine points, but they are eighteen points behind us. As for you,
After I was cold and went on stage, I didn’t get a single point. This is the strength of your seventh Middle School. Is this your strength?"
"You..." When Wang Bo heard Sun Dahai's words, he was furious and stared at Sun Dahai with wide eyes to argue with him, but found that he had turned around and ran away, and exhaled heavily, staring at the coldness with resentment.
As cold as a snake, my heart roared: It was all him, it was him. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be so embarrassed. It was him who made me lose face and he stole my limelight. I must make him look good.