The competition officially started, more and more students were watching around, and the proud look on Zhong Anguo's face became more and more intense.
The more people, the better. When I show off my power and torture this pretty boy, the pretty girl next to me will definitely throw herself into my arms.
Thinking of this, he felt that the blood all over his body began to boil. His condition, his condition was so good!
"Come on boy!"
He shouted proudly to Qin Haodong.
"Bang...bang...bang..."
Qin Haodong patted the basketball in his hand casually a few times. Although he had played basketball several times before, he was not very proficient.
But it's different now. He is a third-level master and has an extremely powerful soul. Basketball immediately becomes extremely simple in his hands.
He brought the ball to the outside of the three-point line. Just when everyone thought he was looking for a chance to break through, Qin Haodong suddenly threw the ball in his hand, his movements still so casual and easy.
"Damn it, is this possible? Do you really think you are the three-point king?"
"I think he was intimidated by Boss Zhong and didn't dare to dribble, so he had to try his luck..."
Seeing Qin Haodong start shooting, Zhong Anguo, who was originally in a defensive posture, also straightened his back. Likewise, he was not optimistic about Qin Haodong. This guy didn't even seem to know the basic shooting movements. He just threw the ball casually. What's wrong with this ball?
Can enter?
But when he turned around to get the ball, he was surprised to find that the basketball drew a beautiful arc and hit the net with a swish sound.
"Three points!"
This three-pointer was like a heavy hammer, immediately silencing the noise around him.
"Damn it, when did a three-pointer become so easy? Can you just throw it in?"
"Luck, it must be luck, otherwise this goal would not have been scored!"
No one expected Qin Haodong to be so confident and hit a three-pointer immediately.
What they don't know is that under the lock of the soul, Qin Haodong's basketball shots are more accurate than the radar guidance, and he can't even make a goal.
Although he lost a goal when he came up, Zhong Anguo didn't care too much. In his opinion, Qin Haodong was completely deceived. He could win once by relying on luck, but it was impossible to win twice.
He picked up the basketball, patted it, and threw it to Qin Haodong again: "Boy, come back if you have the ability."
Qin Haodong took the basketball and smiled at him. He didn't even bother to dribble this time and just raised his hand and threw the ball out.
While others were shooting, he just threw it, casually.
"What is this guy doing? Is he really that accurate?"
Zhong Anguo looked back at the basket, and there was a swish sound, and the basketball hit the net again.
"This... is really so accurate!"
Not only Zhong Anguo was dumbfounded, but everyone else also opened their mouths in surprise! If the first ball was a stroke of luck, how can we explain this ball? If this is also luck, then his luck is also very good!
"Good shot, Haodong, you are awesome!"
Li Meiyu, who was standing watching the game, clapped excitedly. She was Qin Haodong's only fan on the entire court.
It was said that the two were dueling, but up to now, Zhong Anguo had not even touched the ball, and Qin Haodong did not give him any chance to counterattack.
At the beginning of the third ball, he followed the same pattern and another three-point ball hit the net.
The people watching the excitement around were petrified. It was the first time they saw basketball being played like this.
"Who is this kid? His shots are really perfect, he has scored nine points in a row."
"Although this guy's shooting movement is not standard, and it is not even a shooting at all, the accuracy requires daily rhythm."
"Boss Zhong is in trouble. If we keep this up, it will be 21 points and we'll be done with four more goals."
"Stop talking nonsense. I have lived for more than 20 years and I have never seen anyone hit seven three-pointers in a row. And in the next game, Boss Zhong will definitely not give him another chance to easily shoot three-pointers.
As long as he misses the shot, the ball will fall into the hands of Boss Zhong. At that time, with Boss Zhong's ability, scoring 20 points in a row will not be a problem."
After Qin Haodong scored three three-pointers in succession, the situation on the field changed dramatically. What was originally thought to be a one-sided one-on-one match suddenly became suspenseful.
The people watching the match widened their eyes and concentrated, looking forward to the performance of the two men in the next match.
At this time, Zhong Anguo's expression had completely darkened, and his eyes were fixed on Qin Haodong opposite, with a sinister look on his face.
"Boy, you hid it very well. You turned out to be a marksman. I won't give you another chance to take action."
After a loud shout, he did not throw the ball directly to Qin Haodong, but brought it near the three-point line before handing the ball over.
Then, he immediately put up a tight defensive posture. No matter what, he could not give the opponent an easy chance to take action this time.
"Bang...bang...bang..."
Qin Haodong did not launch a strong attack as people expected, but walked in the opposite direction with the ball. Looking at his leisurely look, he looked like he was going shopping.
Should you follow or not?
Just when Zhong Anguo was hesitating, Qin Haodong suddenly made a hook, and the basketball in his hand drew an arc and flew towards the basket.
"Holy crap, is this okay? I can see it. This kid can only shoot three-pointers and can't play ball at all. Although he is leading now, he definitely can't win."
"A big hook three meters away from the three-point line, I have never seen it in my fucking long life!"
"With my many years of playing experience, this is absolutely impossible!"
No matter what everyone said, everyone's eyes followed the arcing basketball moving forward in mid-air.
"I won't let you in!"
Zhong Anguo also looked back at the basket.
With a crisp sound, the basketball was like a launched missile, hitting the basket with great precision and hitting the net hollowly.
"I scored four goals in a row, already 12 points."
This was like a resounding slap in the face, causing those who had not been optimistic about Qin Haodong to shut up, and the whole place fell into a dead silence.
However, after a brief silence, a burst of cheers immediately broke out.
Although the vast majority of these people supported Zhong Anguo, Qin Haodong's shooting skills were so wonderful that they couldn't help but applaud.
"It's really unbelievable. You can score a hook from such a distance. You don't have this kind of skill in the NBA, right?"
"Boss Zhong is in trouble now. He has met his opponent..."
With deafening cheers, more and more people gathered here.
If there were so many viewers in the beginning, Zhong Anguo would have laughed happily, but it was different now. His expression was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip from his face.
After playing basketball for so many years and playing against others countless times, I have never felt so frustrated. Kong has a lot of skills, but he is not given a chance to display them. He can only watch the opponent shoot the ball above his head.
"Uncle can bear it, but aunt can't bear it anymore!"
Zhong Anguo looked at Qin Haodong, his eyes glowing with anger.
He picked up the basketball again and walked towards Qin Haodong step by step.
This time he looked very solemn, and after resetting his defensive posture, he threw the basketball to Qin Haodong. And the moment Qin Haodong caught the ball, he immediately pressed forward.
This kind of close defense outside the three-point line makes many people who have just watched the game very puzzled. It is still so far away from the basket, why does Mr. Zhong stick to the defense? Aren't you afraid that the gap will be too big and the opponent will break through?
Just when these people were surprised and puzzled, Qin Haodong started dribbling. He took a step back, and Zhong Anguo took a step closer as if facing a formidable enemy.
In his opinion, he has a huge height advantage, and as long as he is close to the opponent, he will not have a chance to make a move.
"Pitch, pitch, pitch..."
Under the leadership of Li Meiyu, many good people couldn't help shouting.
The biggest highlight of this game is whether this inhumane three-point shooting can continue.
But soon, everyone discovered that Qin Haodong was being forced back by Zhong Anguo, getting farther and farther away from the three-point line, and so far, he had not seen any intention of breaking through.
"This guy is finished. It's obvious that he doesn't know how to break through with the ball."
"It's useless even if he can break through. With Boss Zhong's speed, he can't break through at all."
"It seems that being ahead by 12 points is useless. This guy can only shoot three-pointers and nothing else."
Just when everyone was not optimistic about Qin Haodong again, a scene that shocked them appeared again.
Qin Haodong turned his back to the tall and strong Zhong Anguo, holding the basketball in his hands and throwing it towards the basket behind him.
"Holy shit, what is this? Is this the legendary old lady carrying the urinal?"
There is no doubt that Qin Haodong's throwing method is one of the most unpopular in the basketball world. It is usually used by people who cannot play basketball. Everyone calls it the old lady holding the urinal.
But it was this most unfashionable move that left Zhong Anguo helpless. He couldn't get the ball through Qin Haodong.
The basketball flew out of Qin Haodong's hands, drew a wide arc, and finally hit the net with a hollow sound.
The whole place was silent, and everyone's heart was broken. How could he play like this?
You don't even look at it, you throw the ball with your back to the basket, and you're still the most unfashionable old lady holding a urinal, but even if the ball goes in, it doesn't matter how angry you are.
Zhong Anguo stood there dumbfounded, it wasn't that he was incompetent, it was the opponent... it was the opponent that didn't follow the routine at all. With this kind of shooting, even the basketball emperor Chamberlain wouldn't be able to prevent him, right?
Five consecutive three-pointers, and the score on the court was 15:0, which completely blindsided the captain of the basketball team.
Taking the basketball in his hand again, he said with a gloomy look: "Can you fucking shoot three-pointers? Can't you change to something else?"
He wanted to anger Qin Haodong and make the opponent change his scoring method, but there was no other way. This kind of three-point shot had already made him desperate.
"No, because I like it!"
Qin Haodong smiled at him, and after receiving the ball, he quickly threw another incredible three-pointer.
Zhong Anguo no longer had the courage to look back. He could guess from the cheers from the side that the goal had been scored again.
He really couldn't figure it out. How did this girl's hands grow so long? How could she hit the target with perfect accuracy? Could it be that there was a radar in his head?
The fact is not much different from what he guessed. Qin Haodong's soul in the sea of consciousness is more accurate than radar.
There was no suspense in this game. In the end, Qin Haodong completely crushed Zhong Anguo with another three-pointer and won the game with a disparity of 21:0.
There was a burst of cheers and applause for Qin Haodong. Li Meiyu, who was excited, rushed over and gave Qin Haodong a big hug.
Zhong Anguo stood on the court, his eyes blazing with anger. He shouted at Qin Haodong: "I don't accept it. It's not fair. If you let me get the ball first, I will definitely beat you 21:0."
Liu Wei and others also shouted: "That is, if Boss Zhong hadn't given him the ball, he would have had no chance to take action."
Li Meiyu glared at several people and shouted: "You still have no shame, the big man handed over the ball by himself, why are you blaming others?"