"Dear Liu, are you sure that the four of us, no, to be exact, you can win them by one? Tyson and I won't help you for the sake of friendship between China and the United States? The little foreign girl stood beside Liu Lang and chuckled.

The azure eyes were full of schadenfreude.

Obviously, not to mention that she won't go all out, Tyson, the black big man who is completely the best candidate for the center, has already shown that he is here to play soy sauce in this basketball game.

"Ms. Laura, if I say that I asked you to make up the numbers, it is purely because I don't want to embarrass the future flowers of our country, do you believe it or not?" A slight smile appeared at the corner of Liu Lang's mouth, and he turned his head to the bottom line, about to fight for the ball.

"Braggart King." The little girl wrinkled her cute little nose and rolled her eyes.

The reason why it is a baseline scrum is because the rules of scrum in this period are that the players on both sides are on their own baseline, and the referee throws the ball to the middle, and then sees who can grab it, and see who runs fast, not high jump.

Well, in terms of speed, anyone who sees a "pig" that runs faster than a leopard will be shocked!

The whistle just sounded, the basketball thrown out had not yet landed, the five players led by Xiong Zhen had just rushed halfway, and there was still a distance of five or six meters from the basketball, and everyone saw that the arrogant fat man had rushed to the middle, and as soon as he reached out, he took the falling basketball into his arms.

Foul run-and-run? These words had just come to mind before the verbal signal was formed, when I saw the fat man slapping the basketball and starting at high speed again, rushing towards his own half.

Xiong was really shocked, his steps slammed down, he sank down, and opened his hands to open up the defensive formation.

But the speed of a fat man who can fly is really beyond everyone's surprise, Xiong Zhen has just done a standard defensive move, but Liu Lang has already slapped a basketball past him like the wind.

Xiong Zhen turned around and chased wildly, shouting: "Stand in your position and block him." ”

In the face of the fat man rushing over at high speed, the faces of the two student players standing in white shirts in front of the penalty spot are as yellow as the ground, and they are both high-achieving students, so they naturally know that speed and mass are the key to the kinetic energy of an object.

The kinetic energy carried by the fat man。。。。。。 Will it be equivalent to a car? I don't know if the two high-achieving students will calculate the size of the kinetic energy at that moment, anyway, these two still stood there as if they were dead, raising their hands to block Liu Lang's way.

There are obstacles in front and chasing soldiers in the back, seeing that Liu Lang's surprise attack is about to return in vain, in the shocked eyes of everyone, Liu Lang, who is rushing at high speed, shows his snow-white teeth, bares his teeth and smiles, and suddenly stops violating the common sense of physics.

Xiong Zhen, who was chasing behind him, didn't notice it, and rushed forward for another two meters before he barely stopped, and when he looked back at Liu Lang, he could only see in despair that Liu Lang had raised the basketball, raised his arms high, and threw the basketball out with an extremely standard shot.

The hand rises, and the ball falls.

For Liu Lang, whose muscles have been controlled to an extremely terrifying degree, he can use a knife to stick a fly ten meters away, the basket the size of a basin five or six meters away is really similar to the ocean.

Xiong Zhen's pupils shrank suddenly, amazing physical fitness, standard shooting hand shape, and shooting accuracy that couldn't be more accurate, this is definitely a master. He does have the right to say that everyone here is playing bad at basketball.

However, individual ability does not mean anything, basketball team cooperation is the most important, Xiong Zhen, who suffered Liu Lang's amazing blow, was not discouraged, under his organization, five Huaqing University passed basketball to each other to attack Liu Langfang's basket.

Two foreigners who don't work hard, plus a guy who has brute strength but doesn't understand the rules of basketball, and Sun can't defend like a stake with both hands, what defense will there be? Even Liu Lang just smiled and opened his hands to watch the five young men pass the ball like flowers and butterflies in front of him, and he didn't try to defend hard.

Soon, Xiong Zhen found an opportunity and cut to the basket to bypass the black man who played soy sauce and scored the ball with a backhand layup.

The audience roared with joy.

Although the fat man showed a hand just now that he was very good at individual singles, the team cooperation of Huaqing University to score the ball was equally pleasing to the eye.

What's more, this is a home battle, and the opponent is the arrogant fat man again.

The cheers had to be louder.

It was Liu Lang's turn to attack, and the three soy sauce characters didn't pass half the court at all, and it was Liu Lang who held the ball alone.

This time, the five young men learned to be smart, two in the front, three in the back, blocking Liu Lang's way forward, no matter how strong he is, he can't beat five at once!

Since you are not allowed to enter, you can only vote. Just after half the court, Liu Lang looked at the five young men who were waiting solemnly in front of him, a shallow smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he pushed with both hands, and in the stunned eyes of everyone, the basketball drew a beautiful arc, crisp and neat, hollow into the frame.

The audience was silent.

Tyson's face once again showed a hint of caution, others just thought that Colonel Liu shot accurately, only a killing machine trained by the army knew that this extraordinary accuracy contained the colonel's extraordinary degree of control over the muscles of his arms.

If those hands were not holding balls, but a knife, it was no less powerful than a gun, especially when he thought of the strange black spur stuck in the side of the calf of this terrible colonel, and Lieutenant Tyson couldn't help but feel a chill on his spine.

Within twenty meters, he was not sure that he had dodged the murder weapon thrown by the Chinese colonel.

It was Huaqing University's turn to attack, and Xiong Zhen scored again without difficulty, and the two sides were tied 2-2.

However, when Liu Lang's face did not change and attacked again with the ball, Xiong Zhen finally understood the plan of the arrogant but extremely powerful fat man. He has already scored the lead, no matter whether Huaqing University scores or not, as long as he leads the fifth goal, Huaqing University will lose.

"Damn, guard against one of him and we'll win." Xiong Zhen gritted his teeth and roared, and led the three team members to pounce on Liu Lang before half of the game.

It's a pity that the physical fitness of a super soldier who has fought on the battlefield for nearly a hundred Japanese soldiers with his bare hands is not something that these young students can imagine.

In the next three balls, Liu Lang used superhuman speed to make the defender hit the basket and make a layup without even touching the corner of his clothes; With a strong and powerful body, relying on three young men, he squeezed into the three-second area with jaw-dropping brute force and scored a goal; The final ball jumped from the free throw line, glided a metre and threw the ball into the basket.

Liu Lang's original intention was of course to emulate the future Qiao gang master to jump off the free throw line, but unfortunately the weight of 200 pounds hindered his flight, and the huge gravity did not make him a superman after all.

However, this is already eye-popping. Pull-up jump shots, three-point shots, speed, back-to-back shots, gliding and throwing the ball, Liu Lang used five different techniques to interpret that he has the qualifications to say that anyone is not good at basketball.

The little foreign girl, like the Huaqing students, looked at the fat man in the field like a monster.

Fat people don't brag, they rely on strength.

Look at Tyson, who is also grinning, the little foreign girl can't help but have a little headache, God! How did you create such a demon?

Xiong Zhen and dozens of heavenly pride also have a bad face, no one wants to see a pretending dealer still have the ability to pretend to be coerced, right?