Zheng Minhao shook his head and put this strange thought behind him.
Are you kidding me?
This is his home court, and there are so many teammates from the school basketball team around him. If there is any physical conflict, he will not be the one who suffers.
Damn it, I was almost scared by a bluffing boy...
As the referee blew his whistle, the orange basketball was thrown into the air.
"It's started! It's started!" The audience in the venue immediately became excited.
Zheng Minhao had been paying attention to the referee's movements, and when he heard the whistle, he jumped up without hesitation and grabbed the first ball.
"Ah! Defend quickly!"
Seeing Zheng Minhao get the ball, Lin Mina stood up from her seat anxiously and shouted loudly to the court.
Even if Lin Meina didn't remind him, Li Mengnan wouldn't let Zheng Minhao score a layup without any hindrance. He turned around immediately after landing and chased after him without hesitation.
Li Mengnan's move caused everyone on the field to take a deep breath.
quick!
It's so fast!
His legs were like the engines of a pair of top-notch sports cars. In less than two seconds, he went from standstill to the speed of a 100-meter sprint, and this speed was even increasing.
Hearing the unusual noises from the audience around him, Zheng Minhao turned around subconsciously and suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
Why are you chasing so fast? Did this kid practice sprinting before?
As soon as a thought flashed across his mind, the opponent was already on pace with him, even half a step ahead.
No, we can't let him assume a defensive posture!
Although he had not yet reached the optimal distance, Zheng Minhao stopped suddenly, jumped up on the spot, and threw the basketball in his hand far into the basket based on his feeling.
At the same time, the opponent also jumped up and raised his right hand to try to block his shot.
Hum! If you want to block my ball, you are a hundred years early!
The seven-centimeter height difference brought enough advantages at this moment. The corners of Zheng Minhao's mouth slightly raised as he watched the basketball leave his hand and fly steadily towards the basket over the opponent's fingertips.
Swish - snap!
Zheng Minhao suddenly felt a heavy blow on the top of his head. He could not maintain his balance immediately when he was stopped in the air. After landing, he staggered and knelt directly on the ground.
The audience in the venue was collectively stunned.
What's going on? Why did he kneel down right after the kickoff?
"Ah Xiba! How the hell do you play ball?"
Zheng Minhao stood up and rushed directly to Li Mengnan, grabbing him by the collar angrily.
The referee on the field quickly stepped forward to pull the two apart, and showed Zheng Minhao a video he had just recorded on his mobile phone.
In the video, Zheng Minhao was indeed shooting normally, and Li Mengnan was indeed defending normally. But maybe Zheng Minhao's forward momentum was too strong, and Li Mengnan did not jump high enough when he blocked the shot, and he slapped Zheng Minhao directly.
on top of his head.
And it can be clearly seen from the video that Li Mengnan's finger rubbed on the bottom of the basketball before patting Zheng Minhao on the head.
From a technical point of view, this was obviously an accident caused by defense, and it is difficult to define it as a foul.
The referee looked at Zheng Minhao in embarrassment. The one-on-one style of play is extremely confrontational, and physical collisions are inevitable. If it is judged according to standard rules, then the game will not be the same.
No need to fight.
"never mind……"
He was the one who proposed the one-on-one meeting. If he canceled it because of such a trivial matter, wouldn't that be an advantage to that kid?
Zheng Minhao waved his hands depressedly, and now he could only break his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.
The game continues.
The ball just hit the basket and flew directly out of the court. This time it was Li Mengnan's turn to take charge of the offense.
Zheng Minhao roared, opened his arms, leaned over and stared at Li Mengnan who was approaching slowly with the ball, and said with a cold expression: "Boy, don't think you can escape from me if you run fast... Huh?"
Before he finished speaking, Li Mengnan had already passed by him.
This...is this a breakthrough?
The audience present were dumbfounded.
Especially Zheng Minhao's teammates, no one knows Zheng Minhao's strength better than they often train together. Without the help of others, it is not easy to break through Zheng Minhao's defense one-on-one.
It's easy, at least it can't be as easy as the Chinese boy on the court breaking through.
Others don't know what's going on, but Zheng Minhao, his opponent, knows it very well.
Speaking of which, the opponent's breakthrough method is not complicated at all, and it is not even a skill. It can be summed up in one word - fast!
It was faster than his reaction speed, and it was easy to break through his defense.
"damn it!"
Zheng Minhao suddenly realized that he was a little too confident. This Chinese boy's skills were indeed very poor as he expected, but the explosive power that he activated in an instant was really abnormal.
It doesn't matter if it doesn't move. Once it moves, it's like a rabbit with a rocket launcher strapped to its back.
For such a fast opponent, the only solution is to anticipate the opponent's movements.
But the pitfall is that the Chinese boy is not one of those famous players in other schools' basketball teams. He doesn't know the details of the opponent at all, and he can't predict the opponent's rhythm even if he wants to predict it.
Although this Chinese boy's skills have nothing to offer except his speed, he can still kill his old master with random punches. If he loses here, then he will really become the laughing stock of the entire Hanlin Yigao.
By then, even if this Chinese boy is chopped into pieces and thrown into the Han River to feed the fish, he will probably never get his face back.
Thinking of this, Zheng Minhao suddenly felt a shudder.
He didn't care about physical distribution and court control rhythm, gritted his teeth and chased forward desperately, and finally blocked the opponent's path before Li Mengnan dribbled the ball for a layup.
Zhiyo——!
The rubber soles of the basketball shoes rubbed against the floor, making a sharp, teeth-dropping sound. The two of them took off almost at the same time, and their bodies collided head-on.
Snapped!
As if history was repeating itself, when Zheng Minhao knocked the ball away, Lee Mengnan once again slapped Zheng Minhao firmly on the head.
"Ah Xiba!"
Zheng Minhao was more or less mentally prepared this time, and he didn't care whether the opponent was intentional. After landing, he immediately reached out and grabbed the basketball, took two steps to the sky, and smashed the ball into the basket with both hands.
Bang-dang——!
The backboard vibrated violently under the huge force, making a buzzing sound.
Zheng Minhao fluttered his arms to both sides, stretched his neck and raised his head to the sky, screaming. The previous depression and anxiety in his heart were swept away.
"See! I am the strongest!"
However, no one cheered for his goal at this moment, and the entire stadium was so quiet that you could almost hear a pin drop.
Everyone was staring at him with unbelievable horror.
"What's wrong with you...?" Zheng Minhao frowned in confusion.
A teammate of the basketball team raised his hand tremblingly and stammered: "Brother Min Hao... you... your hair..."
Zheng Minhao subconsciously raised his hand and touched the top of his head, but found nothing.
All I got was a bare scalp.
"Ah——! Where's my hair!"
Hey, young man, you are bald and you have become stronger, so congratulations...
Li Mengnan whistled playfully and silently gave Zheng Minhao's new hairstyle thirty-two likes.