Wei Ya saw Zhan Meng say this, and he didn't persuade him anymore, he had been together for many days, and he had already understood Zhan Meng's character - he rarely did things that he was not sure of. "Ha, then I'll wait to see a good show, Mei Baa Baa and Captain Beacon Wolf one-on-one bullfight, hehe, I guess you will be in the newspaper tomorrow." ”

Zhan Meng is indeed not groundless, no target, he did play basketball for a long time in the frustrated high school days of martial arts, in his opinion, basketball and martial arts have many similarities, the art of basketball to the extreme will get a lot of martial arts on the understanding of the high-level level.

For example, in the breakthrough skills, there is a way to change the virtual and real moves in martial arts; the back singles under the basket, reading the opponent's defense, through different feints, the action combination finally puts the ball into the basket in the most labor-saving way, which contains the general winning law in martial arts skills; finally, if you want to achieve a hundred shots and a hundred hits, you must go through thousands of hard exercises and thousands of tempers to establish confidence in your basic skills. A simple jump shot, if you want to hit every shot, you must control every detail of your body in detail, and coordinate the rhythm of every muscle in your body, so that the basketball can fly out of the perfect parabola like a waterfall in reverse and slide into the basket accurately.

This experience reminds Zhan Meng that the more powerful the professional martial artist, the more he goes back to hone his basic skills, one move to one world, and one move to fight all over the world.

In the innermost room of the 321 Arena, Brother Li, the logistics manager who was in charge of receiving Zhan Mengweiya, said to the middle-aged man in slippers next to him with a panicked face: "Boss, this part-time person is too unusual, he actually dares to challenge the players on the field, he doesn't know that Wu Fan is a star in the street ball world, I will call the security guard to arrest people now." ”

The boss was wearing flip-flops and holding a cigar, but he shook his head: "I don't think this is necessarily a bad thing, what is the role of the mascot, isn't it just to warm up the scene and drive the atmosphere, now this funny child actually wears beautiful baa clothes to challenge Wu Fan, it's so interesting, it's so fun, I wish he made a big fuss." ”

On the lighted court, Mei Baa is trash-talking with a 1.87-meter basketball player.

"Hey, man, go back to the locker room and look in the mirror, just like you, dare to challenge me Wu Fan, the audience will laugh off their big teeth." ”

"You guy, you deserve to be called a streetball player, I'm sorry. I don't even have the courage to accept the challenge of a sheep, so I might as well go home and lie down. ”

"I'm afraid of surrendering my identity. ”

"You're only going to sneak attack, sneak attack a sheep. ”

“…… I'm too lazy to tell you, give me the ball, we're going to practice. ”

Zhan Meng smiled evilly, and slowly slapped the ball in his hand on the floor: "You have the ability, you come to grab the ball, if you grab it, it will be yours, and I will directly admit defeat." ”

Wu Fan was so angry that he couldn't help but shoot out his ball.

Zhan Meng took the ball with a graceful turn, steadily bypassing Wu Fan's body, he kept at his feet, the sheep's feet took a big stride, a three-step layup, and gently sent the ball into the basketball.

"Ahaha......" the children were amused.

"Like, ......" The audience looked fresh and lively, and they called for this magical mascot. "Bullfighting...... Bullfight...... Bullfighting ......"

"Bullfighting, bullfighting, bullfighting!" laughed and cheered basketball fans on the sidelines.

"Chirp ......" Many whistles lit up.

"Very well, it seems that you are also a master, but I have lost my eyes, and I accept your challenge. Wu Fan saw his strength through his amazing turn just now, and his fighting spirit also rose.

"Ah, so he can play basketball. Zhang Tianai hurriedly approached as if he had discovered a new continent, and his face was indescribably excited.

"Wait. Zhan Meng waved his hand, trotted all the way to pick up the Mei Baa Baa hood that fell on the ground on the sidelines and put it on his face, and then came to Wu Fan's side.

Wu Fan said with an unhappy face: "You look down on me?"

The voice of the dream urn came out of the hood: "I am still working now, I must wear it, don't worry, I will incarnate a beautiful baa and still blow you up." ”

"Don't be ashamed. ”

Xiao Tao and another team member retreated to the sidelines with interest, and only Wu Fan and Mei Baa were left on the half-court. The ball is in the hands of Mei Baa, so it is naturally Mei Baa who serves first.

"Five goals are won or lost, and now it's the first goal. Zhan Meng said, suddenly raised the ball above his head, his body went up, and his toes stood on tiptoe - this is the position outside the three-point line, I didn't expect him to be so confident, and he was going to shoot three points at the beginning.

"Not good. As soon as Wu Fan saw his shooting posture, he concluded that he was a master of hard work, and all masters were good at three-point shots.

The ball was projected by Zhan Meng's right hand, and the ball was about to fly out of his hand, but Zhan Meng suddenly grabbed the ball back with one hand!

Damn, this feint is too realistic, it's even more fake than the one-handed ball grabbing deception of the basketball god Joe. Wu Fan was taken aback, but unfortunately his body center of gravity had been completely deceived.

Zhan Meng was about to throw, and after deceiving his opponent, he dribbled past him on the left side. The reason why Zhan Meng is as stable as a dog in one-handed grasp is not because he has big hands like Jordan, but because he has practiced martial arts all year round, his ten fingers are very powerful, and he can stick the ball to his fingers. As the saying goes, playing martial arts can be stopped, and no one can stop it.

Wu Fan returned to the defense as soon as possible and soon caught up.

Damn, this dress can't run fast, Zhan Meng thought to himself. Zhan Meng quickly dribbled to the basket and raised his hand to prepare for a cricket wipe.

"Impossible. Wu Fan came first, jumped high, and wanted to give Zhan Meng a big hat to cover the sky.

Unexpectedly, Zhan Meng raised the ball and shook it, but he didn't shoot at all, seeing that the guy behind him was finally deceived by him, he turned around and made a freehand little hook, and the ball went into the net.

"The feints are real or fake, this guy is so powerful, why haven't I seen him on the court. Xiao Tao on the sidelines smacked his tongue and said to his companion.

"Wu Fan is going to get serious. ”

"yes, he's got an opponent. ”

"Bang!" Wu Fan actually applauded: "Yes, you can really fake moves, but unfortunately, through my observation just now, whether it is technique or body, you still have a big gap with me, and now, you have no chance." ”

Mei Baa shrugged, noncommittal.

The second ball was Wu Fan's turn to kick off, Wu Fan glanced at him contemptuously, a dazzling dribble under his crotch, dribbling behind his back, shaking in front of his body, indescribably gorgeous, indescribably handsome.