Luo Yiwei's muscles all over his body jumped, he had never seen such an arrogant person.

2:0！

In a best-of-three game, he dared to say that even if he lost 2:0 if he didn't beat him, he was something!

If it was Ouyang Feng, he wouldn't dare to say so arrogantly that he could absolutely get 2:0.

Not only Luo Yiwei, but many people around him couldn't stand it.

2:0？

What are you kidding, the other party is a basket saver, you dare to be so ashamed.

"The ball is coming. Gao Qi hugged a basketball and walked over.

However, he clearly sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Why do so many people have murderous energy in their eyes?

"Come on. Zhang Fan walked directly into the basketball court, revealing a lazy atmosphere.

Luo Yiwei was almost mad, he gritted his teeth and walked into the basketball court, and said, "The first ball will be given to you." ”

He wanted to see why Zhang Fan was talking to him like this.

Zhang Fan laughed: "Are you sure to give me the first ball?

If someone is cheap, you can't stop others from making a mistake.

"Fuck the slut Zhang. ”

I don't know who yelled, and then a deafening scolding sounded.

A group of people surrounding Ouyang Feng immediately turned their eyes over.

What's going on? Zhang Fan, what kind of angry thing is he doing? No, I have to go and see.

Suddenly, the people around Ouyang Feng and the others were less than half.

"Boss, it seems to be from Xiao Weizi, why don't we go and take a look?" Tang Bing smiled suspiciously, with a hint of gloom in his eyes.

Ouyang Feng raised his head, looked at Zhang Fan's side, and after pondering for a moment, he nodded: "Go and have a look." ”

A group of people began to migrate to the basketball court.

The crowd is quite spectacular.

Zhang Fan's side has officially started.

Zhang Xiaoyuan's eyes were extremely worried, but she remembered Zhang Fan's bet. If you lose, walk around the balcony on the fifth floor, a circle is 200 meters smaller, a little careless, if you fall... Zhang Xiaoyuan was a little afraid to think about it.

Ye Xuan gently patted Zhang Xiaoyuan's shoulder and comforted, "Don't worry." ”

Zhang Fan held the ball and came to the three-point line.

Heads-up, it's very simple, the attacking side scores, scores a point, and becomes the defender. If you don't score a goal after throwing the ball, you will also become a defender.

So, once you attack, you can only do your best to score.

Two wins in three games, for heads-up, the time is basically within ten minutes.

"Started O. Zhang Fan dribbled the ball outside the three-point line, and walked towards Luo Yiwei unhurriedly, like walking and walking, as if he didn't regard this as a game.

"Haha, that's it, isn't he afraid of being cut off? The opponent is a master of provincial basketball. ”

"It's not like you know you can't beat you and you're ready to give up on yourself, right?"

Luo Yiwei laughed disdainfully, Zhang Fan's dribbling action was almost the same as a rookie in his eyes, and even the materials were not as good.

How do you dribble the ball quickly when you stand up straight? The ball jumps so high? Isn't this an obvious way to make the opponent break the ball?

Seeing Zhang Fan passing by him, he smiled even brighter. It's just not taking him seriously.

He leaped to his knees, and his movements were extremely fast. Like a cheetah, extremely agile.

The next moment, he came to Zhang Fan, and his hand grabbed the basketball. As long as he catches the ball, he will become an attacker, go out of the three-point line, and turn back to the offense, he believes that just like Zhang Fan, he doesn't know why when he scores.

However, just when Luo Yiwei's basketball was about to touch the basketball, Zhang Fan grabbed the basketball with his left hand and handed it from his back to his right hand, and then the ball was thrown from his right hand to the rebound.

At this moment, Zhang Fan moved.

He bent over, kicked his left leg, turned sharply, and ran towards the basket as fast as he could.

When he took the first step, the corners of Luo Yiwei's eyes jumped suddenly.

This is, smashing the board?

He turned around suddenly, and at the moment when Zhang Fan ran out, he also ran towards the basket.

Hmph, I wanted to smash the board and pitch the ball, but I miscalculated.

With a distance of more than five meters, it exploded in an instant, and he only needed two seconds.

Heh, he's able to dunk easily.

The next moment, however, he was dumbfounded.

Just as he was about to take the first step, Zhang Fan came under the basket.

How could it be so fast!

Luo Yiwei's eyes stared like bull's eyes.

Zhang Fan jumped up slightly, grabbed the basketball with his right hand, and swung from left to right.

The people gathered around the stadium were stunned.

Is this a one-handed windmill?

Anyone who can play basketball knows the difference between a two-handed windmill and a one-handed windmill.

You have to make sure that the basketball doesn't come out of your hands while doing the big windmill action. wrist, you have to hold the basketball tightly.

However, to catch a ball with one hand in the air and complete the one-handed windmill action, is that crazy?

Gao Qi, Wang Dong, Liu Fei and other members of the basketball team widened their eyes.

The layman looks at the bustle, and the insider looks at the doorway.

can do this, No. 1 Middle School, except for Zhang Fan at this time, no one else can do it.

The ball was very stable, and it was stuck on Zhang Fan's wrist.

Big windmills, flowing clouds.

Suddenly, Gao Qi's eyes widened.

Zhang Fan's height, this action, does he still want to dunk?

Just when Gao Qi was thinking like this, Zhang Fan's right hand was heavily buckled on the basket.

"Boom!"

A violent voice sounded, like thunder falling in Luo Yiwei's mind.

How is it possible! One-handed catch, big windmill, dunk, how can a school student do this.

You know, he has been practicing this hand for three months.

And it's three months after joining the provincial basketball team for a year!

Is this guy really just a high school student?

"Da Da Da!"

The sound of a basketball bouncing on the ground is clearly audible. Everyone was stunned, they held their breath and looked at Zhang Fan who was smiling in a daze.

Did this guy score?

How is it possible! The other party is a crazy man who saves baskets, Luo Yiwei!

Liu Fei's face was like a statue, and he looked frightened.

Every time the basketball jumped on the ground, it was like a giant hammer, hitting his heart.

Scored, 1:0.

It was Zhang Fan who scored the goal, not his cousin Luo Yiwei.

A hundred meters away from the pitch.

Ouyang Feng, Su Haoran, Tang Bing, Lin Tao, and Zhong Tianchen froze in place.

The fans around them looked at them imperceptibly, and then, with a look of confusion, looked at the court.

Did you score?

It's unlikely, the other party is a madman Luo Yiwei.

“1:0！”

The corners of Zhang Fan's mouth lifted lightly, he slowly walked towards Luo Yiwei, and whispered in Luo Yiwei's ear: "How did such a dish enter the provincial basket?