"Link!" Zhao Elite called the English name that Lin Luo used at the University of California, and said sharply: "Coach Wooden has always felt that if you enter the basketball field, your achievements are likely to be above me, I want to see what you rely on." ”

Lin Luo squatted down with his legs, his hands slightly open, and he was staring intently at the basketball in Zhao Elite's hand. Hearing Zhao Elite's words of fighting intent, he raised his head, stared at the anger in Zhao Elite's eyes, and chuckled: "Why? I can easily cut off the ball in your hand." ”

As soon as the words fell, Lin Luo's body moved like a shadow, and his slightly opened hands crossed a strange arc in the air, and took out the basketball in Zhao Elite's hand.

"Hmph!" Zhao Elite snorted lightly and sneered: "My Zhao Elite's ball is also something you can break?"

Zhao Elite also moved instantly.

The hand holding the ball slapped like a tide in an instant. In the middle of his breath, the basketball had already hit him more than a dozen times. And in these dozen times, the basketball has shifted between his hands four or five times.

Each time it is unpredictable and nowhere to be found.

But just when Lin Elite thought that he could easily get past Lin Luo, he suddenly found that Lin Luo's outstretched hands were like afterimages in the sky, forming an impenetrable net, enveloping him.

No matter how he changed his trajectory, no matter how dazzling his feints, he couldn't break free from the control of the big net.

Zhao Elite suddenly changed color.

He put his right foot on the ground and hurriedly stepped back. The whole step became hazy in an instant, and countless mysteries were born between the feet. The hand also floated with the momentum, a layer of hazy energy, quietly shrouded in the basketball, tightly sticking to the running basketball.

"It's a real skill!" Lin Luo snorted lightly, and the invisible net suddenly covered at a faster speed.

At the same time, Lin Luoxia's dantian swelled like a blower. "Immortal Silkworm" is running quietly, and the silkworm power is turned into energy, covering the hands, intertwined into a silk net, and stabbing at Zhao Elite at a faster speed.

In an instant, Zhao Elite found that Lin Luo's blocked hand had turned into a denser afterimage. This remnant is no longer a big net, but a hand that fills the sky. Every hand is as real as a reality.

Zhao knew that as long as any hand shadow touched the basketball, his ball would be stealed. Don't look at these hand shadows as afterimages, but with his martial arts attainments, he knows that each of these afterimages is the trajectory left by Lin Luo's entity's hand across the void.

"Smack!" There was a crisp sound, and an afterimage of Lin Luo touched the basketball.

Zhao Elite only felt that the magnetic field he had constructed with his strength was suddenly shaken by a majestic force.

"Not good!" his expression changed sharply, his skin membrane, muscles and bones shook instantly, and he quickly stimulated a burst of energy and blessed it in this magnetic field.

"It's late!" Lin Luo snorted coldly, the internal force born from the operation of the immortal silkworm, like silk, with infinite winding force, cannibalized the magnetic field established by Zhao Elite.

Seeing that the basketball was about to get out of control, Zhao Elite hurriedly roared: "Wen Renhao, help me." ”

Wen Renhao, who had long sensed that the situation was wrong, had already cut out from the inside. His towering body like an iron tower seemed to be slow, but he arrived in front of Zhao Elite in an instant.

"Roar!"

Hearing Ren Hao's roar, the majestic energy turned into sound waves, shaking the surrounding airflow. At the same time, his majestic body, like Mount Tai towering, was stuck in the direction of Lin Luo's horizontal movement.

"Wow!"

A squirming sound came from Zhao Elite's hand, and it was the sound of the three people's forces colliding together and stirring.

"Drink!" Zhao Elite shouted, relying on the strength of Wen Renhao's voice to help, and suddenly stepped diagonally. With this cross, his fierce body immediately arrived behind Wen Renhao.

This is the classic basketball tactic – cover.

Seeing that Zhao Elite was about to be like a fish in water, a light suddenly burst out of Lin Luo's cold eyes.

Wing Chun, two-word tongs sheep and horses.

Lin Lok turned sideways, and his whole body immediately put on a standing posture of Wing Chun sideways clamping sheep and horses. At the same time, the whole person is like a galloping horse, instantly changing the trajectory of his progress.

Sou!

Lin Luo moved sideways rapidly, moving his feet repeatedly, padding, moving, turning, and cutting, all in one go. Wen Renhao saw Lin Luo's moving footsteps, and hurriedly moved towards Lin Luo. If he was in the NBA, he would have already moved to cover the foul and would have been whistled by the referee. However, it is not a violation in the domestic college league.

Lin Luo naturally knew the penalty rules of the college league, and when he saw Ren Hao move, a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the whole person suddenly changed direction.

I saw that his feet were like a lotus, and the whole person moved in place, directly taking Wen Renhao's body as the axis, and turned one hundred and eighty degrees.

"Oh!" saw this scene in the stands, and instantly burst into exclamations.

Just when the exclamations were still rising one after another, Lin Luo's shadow in the sky had already arrived in front of Zhao Elite.

"Not good!" Zhao Elite's face changed abruptly, knowing that he was about to lose the ball.

"Smack!"

With a crisp sound, the basketball in Zhao Elite's hand went to Lin Luo's hand.

"Wow!" all the fans were stunned by Lin Luo's steal.

"Beautiful!" countless fans jumped up and roared with enthusiasm.

This steal seems to be a long time, but in fact, the whole process takes only five seconds. And this thrilling confrontation, in addition to the three people who participated in the battle, in addition to knowing it, to outsiders, it was just a moment of lightning.

Even the coaches who witnessed all this in the audience only felt that the two of them had changed their bodies very gorgeously in the fight just now. At the same time, the quality of Wen Renhao's cover is extremely high. But no one can see the subtlety.

After the ball was in Lin Luo's hand, Lin Luo stared at Zhao Elite, whose expression changed sharply, and snorted coldly: "If I say that I want to break your ball, it will definitely be broken, and Wen Renhao can't change the ending." ”

As soon as the words fell, Lin Luo suddenly exerted force under his feet and rushed forward.

But at this moment, Wen Renhao behind him suddenly roared, stomped his feet, and his tower-like body shook instantly, and a wave of ocean energy, born in his feet, sent out in his heart, poured into his limbs, and finally gathered in his palm.

Immediately after, he closed his fist with one hand and palmed it with the other. "Open the door and shoot, six forces in one". Suffering, helping, squeezing, leaning, collapsing, and shaking, with the core technique of Bajiquan, the six forces are gathered into one.

In an instant, the mountains and rivers changed color.

"Roar!"

Hearing that Ren Hao roared angrily, he leaned towards Lin Luo's back with the momentum of "shaking his arms and hitting the sky, stomping his feet and shaking Kyushu".

Bajiquan, sticking to the mountain.

The wall collapses, and the Baji Boxing that falls against the trees and trees sticks to the mountain, and has always had the reputation of "Wu has eight poles to determine the world". Underneath this lean, there is the terrifying power of collapsing walls and trees.

Think about it, how terrifying it must be for such a terrifying power to hit Lin Luo's physical body.

"Hmm!"

Lin Luo snorted, and the whole person flew out like a kite with a broken string.

"Huh!" there was a terrifying grinding sound on the floor, and Lin Luo flew three meters away.

This was the result of his instantaneous resistance.

The whistle blew.

The referee immediately gave a foul penalty.

At the same time, the remaining four members of the Fudan team had already rushed forward angrily.

Wang Bo pushed away Wen Renhao, who had an indifferent expression, and roared angrily: "You want to waste people!"

Wen Renhao, who had an indifferent expression just now, instantly changed color, rushed up with a clenched fist, and roared: "You push it down again?"

Wang Bo was not a good person originally, but when he heard Wen Renhao's roar, he was immediately furious, and rushed forward without saying anything.

Just when he pushed Wen Renhao again, a sneer flashed in Wen Renhao's eyes, and his secretly strong arm suddenly collided.

"Bang!"

Wang Bo was ejected.

"Grass, do you want to fight?" He Dong's eyes widened, and the murderous aura burst out in his eyes, and he pounced on Wen Renhao like a leopard.

"Get out!" Wen Renhao waved his hand, and He Dong's thin body was powerless, so he was swept out by Wen Renhao and sat on the court.

Wow!

The coaches, assistant coaches and referees of the two teams rushed into the field with a big change of expression, hugging their respective players.

This one can't be fought.

Whoever fights will be expelled from the field.

At this time, the players on the benches on both sides had already heard the wind and rushed faster than the coaching staff.

Fudan's Li Jinling, Wu Qing and Xu Wei took the lead and rushed directly towards Wenren Hao.

Even if you lose, you can't lose your momentum.

But before they could rush in front of Wen Renhao, they were intercepted by the players rushing over from Peking University.

For a while, players on both sides pushed and shoved one after another.

However, everyone also knew in their hearts, pushing and shoving, but no one dared to take the lead in throwing a fist.

Pushing and punching are completely different in nature. Once the punch is thrown, it is in the nature of a brawl, and in addition to being ejected from the field, it is likely that there will be an even more terrible additional penalty. The light one is banned for a few games, and the heavy one is directly removed from the league.

At a glance, the small smell of the mountains is like Tarzan, and no one can stop it in the field. Everywhere they passed, they turned on their backs.

Seeing that the Fudan players fell into disadvantage, in the stands, the fans were completely furious.

"Peking University dog, get out of Fudan for me!" the fan roared.

"Referee of the dog day, have you been bribed by Peking University? Such an obvious malicious foul was actually only given an ordinary foul!" A fan yelled at the referee who had just been punished.

"Heavy punishment, heavy punishment for the perpetrators!" someone shouted.

The scene on this side was almost out of control, and on the other side, where Lin Luo fell, there was an anxious Shen Bingqing and the Fudan team doctor.

"Lin Luo, how is it, can you still speak?" Shen Bingqing squatted beside Lin Luo, his eyes full of concern.

Lin Luo stared at the ceiling with a dull gaze, at this moment, he was fighting his fate to turn the immortal silkworm into a peerless school, and digested the majestic power brought by Wen Renhao's sticking to the mountain with his internal strength.

"Whew!"

"Suck!"

"Whew!"

"Suck!"

It took more than a dozen breaths for Lin Luo to completely digest this majestic force.

"Whoosh!"

Lin Luo ejected, without any hesitation, and immediately rushed towards Wen Renhao, who was unstoppable in the crowd.

His cold eyes, as he charged, turned red. Raging rage, boiling and burning in the body, breaking through the skin and seeping out.

Wen Renhao's sticking to the mountain, in the eyes of the referee, may not be counted as a malicious foul, but Lin Luo, as a party, knows how dangerous this ferocious impact is.

If it wasn't him who was hit, but another player, he would definitely have suffered a direct internal bleeding and fell to the ground. Even a few days ago, when he had not yet stepped into the internal strength, he was hit like this without the slightest defense, and he was bound to be injured a lot and completely lose his combat effectiveness. "Wen Ren Hao!" Lin Luo roared and rushed to Wen Ren Hao's side, pushing with both hands, his strength was not obvious, but he directly pushed Wen Ren Hao, who was not moving like a mountain and five or six people couldn't do anything, flew out.

(End of chapter)