Seeing that Ye Wujian actually looked so contemptuous of himself, Chu Wenliang was dissatisfied on the spot. Especially when facing that Ye Wuji, he looked at him with a very dissatisfied look.

Moreover, he immediately burst out foul language.

"Damn, what do you mean, boy, don't be complacent here!" As if impatient, Chu Wenliang glanced at Ye Wujian very unhappily. At the next moment, he said indignantly to Ye Wuji: "Damn, the kid let you in this game, don't be complacent!"

Unexpectedly, Ye Wujian just smiled proudly.

"Heh, eldest young master, don't talk so much first, who will let someone still say!" Seeing Chu Wenliang say this, Ye Wujian really felt ridiculous for a moment. The corners of his mouth curled slightly, revealing a sneer.

Seeing the other party's mocking look, Chu Wenliang was really angry. He glanced at Ye Wuji, and fire was about to erupt from his eyes. Seeing the other party's smug look, he couldn't wait to beat the other party now.

The second round of the tournament starts again!

With the referee's whistle, the basketball was slightly thrown in the palm of his hand, and then flew quickly into the air.

Almost everyone's hearts at the scene were tightened in an instant. They watched the figures of the two people in the audience chasing each other non-stop, following them like shadows, and they seemed to empathize, and they became nervous.

In the previous game, they obviously looked incredible. It is really unconvincing that two people who seem to be obviously not in the same dimension and level can fight so inextricably.

Talking so much, in fact, it's not that they don't trust Ye Wuji? Not only the audience who are ready to come to see the play and watch the excitement don't believe it, but even Xiong Xue, Li Xinyi, Xiaoling and others also have some mustard in their hearts.

After all, this is a real society.

This time, Ye Wujian received the ball. Just such a trick really made Chu Wenliang's heart be raised to his throat in an instant. He didn't know why just now, his own size was obviously so much taller than the other party, and in terms of his own strength, a simple ball grab, it was impossible to stump him, but he suffered a big loss in front of the other party once!

That's right, this Ye Wujian in front of him seems to have completely figured out his routine. How he acts, the other party can take the corresponding action to act, and at the same time block his action. Those eyes, every time he looked at himself, he could feel a sense of weakness, and his body kept breaking out in a cold sweat, feeling an unprecedented sense of oppression.

"Damn, surnamed Ye, what's the matter with you?" Suddenly, Yang Wenliang stopped. He looked at Liu Ziyang, who was still running in front of him and was about to approach his basket position, and suddenly shouted: "Did you do something to me, why do you know it completely when I move?"

"What do you mean?" Ye Wujian deliberately made an unknown appearance, and said in a mocking tone to the other party while slapping the ball; "What you said is too unlevel, I don't understand!"

"You fucking ......" just scolded such a sentence, and seeing that there were people next to him, Chu Wenliang reluctantly suppressed his anger. Seeing that Ye Wujian started to act again, Chu Wenliang scolded and scolded, and followed closely.

The second ball, again without any suspense, went straight into the basket. This time, Chu Wenliang didn't run to him at all, he had already watched the ball, accompanied by a line-length arc, a very beautiful curve, and then suddenly thrown into the basket!

The audience was stunned again!

Almost all of them were silent. They looked at each other, looked at each other, and each felt a sudden chill behind them, a particularly indescribable sense of fear, and ran straight into their arms.

It's horrible!

The current situation is very straightforward to show everyone present an ancient saying, so that they can really feel what it is that people cannot be disguised, and the sea water cannot be measured!

"Ye Wuji, why is he so powerful?" At this time, Li Xinyi suddenly felt extremely surprised. She looked back and saw that Xiao Ling's mouth was also wide open, and her eyes were wide open, looking completely incredulous.

"I, I don't know ......" Xiao Ling was a little trembling when she spoke: "Maybe, maybe we don't know him." Maybe...... Maybe he's very accomplished in sports, then, maybe that!"

Li Xinyi was silent. She did feel it all, it was so unexpected.

"Rub, I'm really convinced!" At this time, a man sitting next to Xiong Xue said loudly to another boy next to him: "Nima, Lao Tzu has never seen such a guy, Tai Nima will pretend,! Chu Wenliang is estimated to be embarrassed this time!"

"Well, it seems that it's really a bit possible!" The other party also said to the fat man in a particularly serious and serious tone: "Generally speaking, people like to hide themselves, but this Ye Wuji, looking at a **silk appearance, never knew he was hanging like this before, he was really blind!"

Hearing their conversation, Xiong Xue didn't say a word. At the same time as the next, she looked at her watch.

It's already seven twenty.

In another ten minutes, it should all be over. According to the current situation, as long as Ye Wujian doesn't play too badly in the next moment, he can still defeat the other party with a 2-0 advantage.

I don't know for what reason, Xiong Xue, who has never laughed much, suddenly smiled slightly at this time. At the next moment, she held her forehead and said silently in her heart: "Ye Wuji, this may be where you can make me feel shocked again." You, it's really not easy!"

The third round of the competition has started again.

After hurriedly looking at the time, Chu Wenliang was obviously in a hurry. Six minutes to go, and it's over in a moment. It was the first time he had really felt such a strong sense of frustration.

There is no reason, there is really no reason! He hated the man in front of him, hated this stinky ** silk that made him lose face to the point of being incomprehensible! After chasing him hurriedly for a while, Ye Wujian stopped. He suddenly smiled slightly, then snorted coldly, and threw the ball directly over Chu Wenliang.

After receiving the opponent's ball, the expression on Chu Wenliang's face was so surprised that he couldn't be more surprised. He asked Ye Wujian in an almost frightened tone, "Nima's, what do you mean?"

"Look at you pitiful, let you win once!" At this time, Ye Wujian suddenly burst into a burst of frightening laughter. The voice was extremely sharp and terrifying: "Let you save some face!"

This sentence sounds extremely tiresome.