Gao Qi and other guys on the basketball team almost had their eyes popping out.
In an injured state, he still tortured the basket player like this. Damn, who else is there? Who else is there?
Gao Qi knew that Zhang Fan's basketball skills were very good, but he never thought that he would be so good. He was so excited that he hugged Zhang Fan and shouted loudly: "Did you see that my brother beat the provincial basketball player to death?"
People, have you seen it?"
Zhang Fan quickly pushed Gao Qi away. Are you kidding me? It doesn't matter if a grown man hugs him. If it's a girl, it's almost the same.
The people around him looked at Gao Qi with great envy. This guy really has a good brother.
If you have a brother who has beaten the provincial basketball team to death, he will definitely be able to brag about it for the rest of his life.
The faces of Ouyang Feng and others were extremely gloomy. They never thought that Zhang Fan's leg was really injured when he beat them three years ago.
Who are they? The darlings on the basketball court!
Zhang Fan saw the grim faces of Ouyang Feng and others, and immediately sneered: "How about I give you a chance to take revenge. Whoever loses will follow the bet made three years ago?"
Ouyang Feng took a deep breath and looked at Zhang Fan with a gloomy face: "Okay, let me show you the results of our hard training over the past three years."
The matter has been made public. If they don't compete, wouldn't they become a coward? If this matter is spread on the Internet, how can they have the face to hang around? Today, they must beat this guy to death, otherwise, they will have no chance.
A place to stand.
Immediately, Ouyang Feng raised his eyebrows and asked: "Win three out of five games?"
"Best of five."
Zhang Fan looked cheerful and turned around to walk towards the basketball court.
"Zhong Tianchen, come on!" Ouyang Feng said coldly: "This time, if you lose again, you know what will happen!"
Zhong Tianchen nodded heavily. He also knew that if they lost this game and they missed baskets, it would become a big joke.
"Oh oh oh..."
The people around him instantly became excited and excited.
On one side was the provincial basketball team, and on the other was Zhang Fan, who had once violently beaten the provincial basketball team, and was also the representative of their school. How could they not be excited.
Suddenly, a group of people's eyes were blazing, and they automatically made way for a way and gathered around the basketball court. They all raised their necks and looked at Zhang Fan, Ouyang Feng and other angry people on the basketball court.
"Brother, come on, the provincial basketball player is dueling with Zhang Fan."
"Num, come to the basketball court quickly, something big has happened."
"Sisters, your Prince Charming is going to play ball with Zhang Fan, come quickly."
Information was flying all over the sky. The senior high school students in the old district and the first and second grade students in the new district all flocked to the basketball court in the old district.
This one-on-one duel will make a significant mark in the history of No. 1 Middle School. And they are the witnesses.
Zhou Jie, who was sitting in the office, looked at the surging crowd, his brows filled with sadness.
Damn it, the game hasn't even started yet, these people in the school are all going crazy.
Wang Rui's eyes almost popped out of his head when he looked at the messages in the class's QQ group.
Damn it, Zhang Fan wants to single out the person who saves the basket?
"Lao Zhou, Lao Xu, something big happened, go to the basketball court quickly." Wang Rui said, and ran out quickly before he could explain.
The teachers at the school were also extremely surprised after receiving the news.
Zhang Fan? That guy who is holding the whole school back?
Yu Qiang's eyebrows were flying. He looked at Luo Jian who was in pain and furious in the medical room. He smiled flatteringly and said: "Lao Luo, I'm going to have someone arrest Zhang Fan right now. He dares to hit the teacher. How can such a scum be allowed to stay?"
In school. Even if I, the teacher, are not good enough, I have to get him out of the school."
Yu Qiang knew that his chance had finally come. Ever since he was assigned to the first year of high school by Zhou Jie, he had hated Zhang Fan all the time in his heart. That bitch, today was the day he died.
The playground in Noda was already filled with people. Some smart guys did not squeeze through, but found a higher position and looked at the people on the basketball court with blood flowing.
"Penalty kick?" Zhang Fan hugged the ball and said softly!
Zhong Tianchen nodded, and did not directly give the ball to Zhang Fan like Luo Yiwei. In a match between experts, the attacker who scores the first ball will gain a huge advantage.
Zhang Fan threw the ball directly to Zhong Tianchen.
Whoever fails to score a penalty kick is the defender.
The onlookers were in an uproar again. They did not expect that Zhang Fan would directly throw the ball to Zhong Tianchen and let him take the penalty kick first.
How confident is this?
Zhong Tianchen took the ball, stood at the free throw line, and took a penalty kick.
There is no doubt that the hollow ball is perfect.
Immediately, someone threw the ball over.
Zhang Fan took the ball and fired it as well.
Hollow ball!
continue!
Everyone just stared at Zhang Fan and Zhong Tianchen's continuous penalty kicks.
"Fifty-eight!"
Someone screamed.
Zhang Fan and Zhong Tianchen have scored fifty-eight times. Each of them scored fifty-eight goals.
God, how perverted this is.
Even if they set a high standard, they can't guarantee that all ten goals will be scored. Occasionally, if they are even a little bit close, they will fail.
No one was bored watching this monotonous penalty kick.
The first confrontation has already begun.
A penalty kick is the beginning of the contest.
Ouyang Feng and others' eyes were extremely solemn, eighty-seven balls!
They knew that this was almost reaching Zhong Tianchen's limit.
However, Zhang Fan's movements were so casual. He caught the ball and shot without any hesitation. Every ball was a hollow ball. It did not touch the backboard or the basket.
Zhong Tianchen, as for Zhong Tianchen, had already made it several times by relying on playing boards.
Who is stronger and who is weaker is already obvious at this moment.
There was a layer of dense beads of sweat on Zhong Tianchen's forehead, and his hands were not as steady as they were at first.
Penalty kicks from the free throw line are the basis of their training. If they don't score any of them, how can they have the nerve to say they save baskets?
However, this has been done for 110 times in a row. Even a shooting master will get bored. Repeating the same action, and must score. If he loses, the offensive team must give up to Zhang Fan.
This is not a matter of one ball, but a matter of face for the entire provincial basketball team.
He wiped the sweat from his head and took the ball, his wrist trembling slightly.
Damn it, damn it, Zhang Fan could be so relaxed. Zhong Tianchen began to become anxious, and irritability kept flooding into his heart.
"Da da da!"
The basketball entered the basket and fell to the ground with a heavy sound.
No one spoke, no one made any noise, they just watched Zhang Fan and Zhong Tianchen's continuous penalty kicks quietly, silently keeping count in their hearts.
"One hundred and seventy-five!"
Its slight sound fell on everyone's ears.
Everyone's eyes flashed with blazing light.
One hundred and seventy five goals per person, God, how long can they last? Everyone is looking forward to it.
"Zhang Fan, come to my office for me."
An inexplicable sound broke the calm.
Yu Qiang stood on the steps, arrogant, raised his hand, and pointed at Zhang Fan.
"Damn it, who the hell is this? He dares to disturb us from watching the ball. Brothers, beat him up." I don't know who shouted.
Suddenly, a group of people ran towards Yu Qiang.
I call you paralyzed, go to your paralysis, dare to disturb us watching the game, you bastard deserve to die.