Chapter 63: Marksman, Like a Heavenly God!
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Zhou Xian picked up the basketball and slapped it with both hands.
made the six-class basketball players present look loveless.
Clap with both hands.
“......”
“......”
"Is Zhou Xian really good? ”
In the face of other people's doubts, Zhou Xian disdained, he faced Fauvism in his previous life, and he was not a tall man, but he had the title of "Yellow Mamba" on the basketball court of the base, which was played.
Clap with both hands, just try the ball pressure, and see if the gas is enough, because the sixth class just played so soft, as if the ball was out of gas!
"Can you play, you can't play, I'll change someone else, what's nonsense, you don't know that the most important thing on the basketball court is to believe in your teammates and unity!"
Lin Yinqiang glared angrily.
He was very angry with these guys who liked to play with their classmates, because he didn't expect them to set up with Zhang Yong to hide themselves and compete with the third class, and he didn't know that he was a sports representative, which made him very passive and embarrassed!
"Look at your bear-like, then give me a good fight, shame is not ashamed, everyone has done us 10:0, and in the future, our sixth class will be laughed to death on the basketball court!
"No, it's not. ”
"Lin Yinqiang, the big guy in the third class is a defensive pagoda, and we can't open it on the offensive end at all. ”
"Hmph, they have a defensive pagoda, and there are gods in our class who have descended to earth, you will watch it well in a while!"
"What?"
"The gods descend to earth?"
"Who?"
"Does sports represent you?"
"We've seen it, it's not that strong at all!"
As for Zhou Xian, they questioned his ...... of being blind and fleshy Because he hasn't shown them basketball ability, he can play basketball for a school month, oh my God, two-handed paddle ball, elementary school students!
Only Lin Yinqiang has seen Zhou Xian's ability in basketball, especially projection, and no one in Class 6 can beat him.
The thief is right!
Class 6 starts serving.
This is the six-class ball, the six-class guard dribbles, and then gives it to Lin Yinqiang, Lin Yinqiang relies on his body to be slightly stronger than the one meter nine big man, and hits it inside.
"It's not my own trick, it's because Lin Yinqiang can play some tricks!" Zhang Yong sneered.
That big man is not only tall, but his arm span is even more terrifying, and he also has a sharp reflexes, which is why Zhang Yong was eaten to death by the other party.
The third class saw Zhang Yongqiang eating, watching the show one by one, waiting to be steamed hot!!
But just when the other party thought that Lin Yinqiang really wanted to be strong, when the ball was slack, Lin Yinqiang threw the ball outside the three-point line.
fell into the hands of Zhou Xian.
Then I saw Zhou Xian bend his knees and shoot.
"Damn, I was deceived, I made a strong layup, it was a fake trick from the beginning!"
"Brush!"
Shoot in one go.
"The ball is in!"
"Class 6 has scored!"
"Boom!"
"Our class scored!"
"Zhou Xianjin's!"
"Okay!"
The people in Class 6 haven't tasted scoring for half a day.
All at once cheered.
After Zhou Xian shot, his index and middle fingers stretched out again, pointing at the basketball hoop from his temple.
This is the iconic celebration made by Huang Mamba Zhou Xian in his previous life playing basketball with the group of tall black and white beasts on the basketball court of the base.
In this movement, the outstretched index and middle fingers resemble a pistol towards the basketball hoop.
Zhou Xian's fixed-point three-point projection ability, Lin Yinqiang knows it, it is very strong, the other party is attracted to himself, thinking that he wants to attack the opponent's center and bring humiliation on himself, but he didn't expect him to kill an unexpected, he is playing three points!
Perfect assist!
Tactical success!
“10:3!”
The other basketball players in Class 6 high-fived the goal.
"What are you happy about? ”
"It's just a three-point score, and you're finally open for business, otherwise we're all going to be bored, it's too weak for you." ”
Hu Biao, the third-class sports committee, said disdainfully.
Then there was the ball in the third class.
The opponent made a mistake in dribbling, Lin Yinqiang grabbed the basketball, and the speed of the center over there was obviously not as fast as Lin Yinqiang.
He used his body to force the opponent's retreating forwards.
“10:5!”
Zhang Yong's face was beaten loudly.
In just a while, Lin Yinqiang and Zhou Xian scored five points, and they didn't score a single point before.
Then the ball went back to Class 6 this time.
The defender dribbles and moves forward steadily.
Lin Yinqiang whispered to them just now, they will not attack and continue to let Zhou Xian shoot three points.
Although they expressed doubts, Zhou Xian's first three-point shot was carried with luck.
But because Lin Yinqiang and Zhou Xian scored five points very strongly as soon as they came on the court, they played not only the defensive circle of the third class before, so they came according to the meaning of the sports representative.
After Zhou Xian's three-pointer, the players who defended him marked him.
All four of them were running, but they were all outside.
Because they are creating shooting opportunities for Zhou Xian.
A block, Zhou Xian's three-point shot shot again.
"Brush!"
"The ball is in again!"
His index and middle fingers were extended again, pointing from his temple to the basketball hoop again.
If you can't shoot a three-pointer, you have this habit of small movements.
He shines all over the room.
"Zhou Xian's movements are really handsome!"
The sixth-class guy hadn't seen him play basketball before, and a group of alternate basketball team members in the third-class couldn't admire that guy.
The shooting posture is very standard, and the shooting is handsome.
Some of the girls in the third class who like the sport of basketball gave the word "enemy" in their hearts.
"That guy is so handsome!"
"Ahh
“10:8!”
There are two goals left.
Opponent's possession.
The big man on the other side holds the ball, but he doesn't score, and he hits the iron!
But he grabbed the rebound again.
The ball was given to the opponent's sports commissioner Hu Biao, but Hu Biao was also an iron.
Zhou Xian jumped high this time and won the rebound.
Then he dribbled quickly, and the opposing defender rushed up, but the opponent's speed was fast, but ...... At halftime, Zhou Xian pulled it away by one meter.
Then pull it wider and wider, all the way up to two meters.
Seeing that Zhou Xian was unguarded and went to the basket.
"Damn!"
"That's too fast, take the medicine!"
The scene spiraled out of control in an instant.
Exploding, Zhou Xian made a layup on the road, he was too handsome, it was Zhang Yong, and Wu Bing couldn't help but raise his arms and wave his fists and cheer.
He and the sports representative also beat the opponent 10:0 in the last wave, chasing the score to 10 draws.
It was so unexpected.
“10:10!”
The last ball is up.
Six classes of ball possession.
"Guard against that kid, guard against that kid, I can't prevent it, you help me defend it. ”
Hu Biao shouted.
In the face of Zhou Xian's three-point and layup, they were all impeccable, and the first in the third class was beaten by the opponent and lost his square inch.
If Zhou Xian wants to attack with his body, can these people defend themselves?
He was completely bullying this group of alumni and classmates of No. 1 Middle School.
Keep it simple.
In the face of the all-out defense of the defenders of the third class, Zhou Xian was almost like a shadow.
I saw Zhou Xian dribbling the ball to his left hand with his right hand under his crotch, and then turning the ball back to his left hand behind his back, and a few feints about to break through made the opponent almost shake down, but Zhou Xian did not break through at all, but retreated outside the three-point line with a step-back and a three-point shot......
"Marksman, my day!"
"Can this goal go in?"
The crowd looked at the ball in the air.
"Brush!"
"The ball really went in!"
“13:10!”
Zhou Xian stretched out his index and middle fingers again, pointing from his temples to the basketball hoop.
Class 6 beats Class 3.
All the students of Class 6 ran excitedly to the basketball court and cheered!
Wang Yibo slapped Zhou Xian's shoulder.
"Zhou Xian played so well!!"
Lin Yinqiang breathed heavily, looked at Zhang Yong who didn't come over there, and felt very cool in his heart!
In this physical education class, who still questions the strength of his physical education class representative, jumping Zhang Yong, jumping off the beam clown.
"Phew!"