A rising star in the football world, thousands of lights are concentrated in one, Zhang Kun's current life path can be said to be smooth, and his super basketball talent is destined to be extraordinary.

In college football, there are few opponents, no, to be precise, there are no opponents, the strongest all-round players.

It's such a person, the ball in his hand was broken------

Such a situation has never appeared, Zhang Kun looked at the basketball in Yang Feng's hand and suddenly felt an oppressive force.

He didn't feel it just now, but now he clearly felt that a special momentum appeared on the man in front of him, and he could feel it, it was the breath of a strong man.

"No one is invincible, the god of the ball, and it can not be a myth." Yang Feng said with a smile.

It's an illusion, the silence of the whole audience makes Cao Yang's attention not ordinary concentration, the ball of the ball god is broken, it is simply unheard of, and he has a feeling of uneasiness in his heart.

"Catch!" Yang Feng moved between his hands, and a straight pass had already appeared.

Everyone had a bad heart, and they saw that Lei Qiang had reached under the opponent's frame, caught the basketball steadily, and then turned around to shoot.

The whistle blows, and the ball is in! Two points in hand.

After the silence, there was an uproar, and the audience once again set off a shout, more fanatical and violent than before, but Zhang Kun stood in place and did not move.

His eyes were still looking at Yang Feng in front of him, sharp with a hint of doubt.

"The ball just now, it was a fluke." His eyes froze, as if he was sure of something. "You won't have such good luck next time."

Turning around and running towards his own field, Zhang Kun regained his composure, and a broken ball didn't mean anything.

"Really? If you're going to lie to yourself like that. Yang Feng's words floated lazily from behind, Zhang Kun's body shook, and then continued to run away.

The counterattack began, Cao Yang controlled the ball in the middle of the pass god Zhang Kun, Zhang Kun controlled the ball!

Hu Zhou went up first, and touched it very quickly, just to break the ball!

There has already been one misstep, there will not be a second! Feeling the intention coming from his side, his super athletic talent has perfectly completed the conditioned reflex.

At the beginning of the sneak attack, it was already doomed, and this action ended in failure, in front of Hu Zhou's body, which was already a little out of balance, Zhang Kun had already completed the crotch turn.

The beautiful feint not only concealed Hu Zhou, but also shook Fang Song, who had been waiting for an opportunity.

Then Lei Qiang made up, Huang Sheng lowered his body to form a two-way defense line, Lei Qiang, who had a strong body, squeezed Zhang Kun, Huang Sheng outflanked, and Hu Zhou and Fang Song followed closely behind.

The atmosphere of the audience was suddenly tense, and it was a rare situation to see in all directions.

"Pass, ball god!"

There were already spectators in the stands who couldn't hold back their emotions and shouted loudly, and then set off a wave of follow-up.

There is a situation of four staring at one on the field, no matter how powerful the person is at this time, the action will be a pass, Cao Yang has already begun to ask for the ball, there is already a vacant space in his place, if he gets the ball, he will definitely score.

Yang Feng stood outside the three-second zone, looking at Zhang Kun with a smile in his eyes, and his rhythmic steps showed the former's amazing athletic talent.

The ball is there.

Many people think so, there are too many empty seats, and anyone can break the basket, and Yang Feng's defense is too careless.

The four people around Zhang Kun have become encircled.

He moved.

Zhang Kun directly completed several trick dribbling moves with lightning speed, and actually killed a way from Lei Qiang's crotch, and then quickly inserted.

With such a quick reaction and such a strong strain, the audience boiled again, and Zhang Kun completed the breakthrough alone without passing or supporting in a way they didn't expect.

You can't stop me! The light in his eyes was restrained, and a sense of arrogance arose.

He is the god of the ball, the myth of Nanda, in the case of the loss just now, it is impossible for him to make such a weak action as passing, he wants to tell everyone that he is the strongest.

So, he did, and he did.

But he also miscalculated, when his hand was about to touch the basketball, the ball disappeared out of thin air, and the shadow that appeared in front of him set off Yang Feng's figure.

It was too late, Yang Feng staggered over, quickly soared past half court, and then it was a simple three-step layup.

The whole field boiled again, Yang Feng won again, and the ball god lost.

It was a coincidence, but this time the 'miracle' happened again, and the ball of the ball god was broken again.

The audience couldn't figure out what was going on, but the facts were in front of them, whether it was the negligence or coincidence of the four-person ball god, but Yang Feng's actions and behaviors really amazed everyone.

Fine sweat fell from the tip of Yang Feng's nose, a smile spread all over his face, he slowly walked back to his field, and then faced Zhang Kun, who had not yet returned to defense.

"How did you do that?" The indifferent voice trembled slightly, as if it was still in a state of stunned.

Yang Feng wiped the sweat droplets on his head, kept walking, and said casually: "I guessed that you can't pass the ball." ”

His knuckles were blue, looking at Yang Feng's back back to his half, Zhang Kun bit his lip and returned to his court basket.

"What's the matter with you! Yang Feng, that rookie, can break your ball! ”

Cao Yang felt a little crazy, what kind of rhythm is this, and today's popularity is faintly biased towards Yang Feng, which is the last thing he wants to see.

And the situation he didn't want to see was the situation that Qi Shao didn't want to see.

"If you're not satisfied with my skills, I can stop playing, or shut me up!" Sneered twice, Zhang Kun never looked at Cao Yang again.

Looking at Zhang Kun who was leaning towards the center, Cao Yang scolded secretly in his heart, he couldn't offend this great god now, otherwise he really couldn't find someone stronger to replace.

"Okay, you don't want to lose your ground."

The four of Lei Qiang gave Yang Feng a look, and Yang Feng took out a wrist guard from his pocket at this time, put it on his right wrist handsomely, and twisted it a few times.

"I never lie." With a grin, Yang Feng caught Lei Qiang's pass, slapped it, and headed towards the opponent's court.

"The male god is in possession of the ball!"

There was such a sound in the field, and Yang Feng walked forward without hurrying.

Zhang Kun's figure in front of him had already stopped, and he stared at Yang Feng's pupils, not relaxing at all.

"Dribble alone, you can't pass me!"

"You're more famous than me, but you're a little more tender when you play." A chuckle sounded, and Yang Feng moved.

Zhang Kun's eyes shrank, and he sneered twice, the speed was indeed beyond his expectations, but it was impossible for him to lose like this!

Yang Feng turned around and was already caught up by him, and then he reached out to catch the ball.

"Who is a little tender, not necessarily!"

Suddenly, Zhang Kun felt a flower in front of his eyes, and the basketball that his fingers touched slowly dissipated.

Afterimage!!

The audience was like a fryer, and many viewers couldn't control their emotions, and stood up one by one, excitedly watching what was happening in the field.

What was that, what did they see!

What happened in the flash of light and flint made them simply unbelievable.

In the head-to-head confrontation, Yang Feng actually passed Zhang Kun, and when he passed, Zhang Kun turned out to be sluggish and didn't react!

Yang Feng was like a bolt of lightning, he had already cut into the hinterland, and all the gorgeous moves were rendered, and there was a shadow in the field that surpassed the others.

In the blink of an eye, there was already a Cao Yang left in front of him.

"I won't let you pass!"

Cao Yang had already made up his mind in his heart, but he felt a chill in his heart, he didn't expect that Yang Feng had been hiding clumsy.

Yang Feng smiled, and Cao Yang's heart twitched when he looked at it with a knife-like smile.

"Brother's violence shows you how powerless you are!" Yang Feng smiled, and then his speed increased sharply, and he jumped in the air.

There was an uproar, everyone was in a commotion, and the stands could no longer maintain order, and the fanaticism was not enough to describe the current situation.

Zhang Kun, who was chasing after Yang Feng, looked at the back in front of him with disgust.

Jumping from the three-point line, this is to ------ a big slam dunk!!

Just kidding------ everyone looked at the arc of the figure in the air in amazement, and they thought of the myth in the All-Star, Mike Jordan! A true myth in the world of football, Jordan!

At this moment, their hearts have almost stopped suffocating, and their eyes are chasing this shocking moment!

Frame!

There was a loud noise, and then there was the sound of the basket creaking, Yang Feng's body hung on the basket in the air, and his face was as calm as a lake of blue waves.

Zhang Kun was stunned, Cao Yang was stupid, the audience was silent, and even the referee was stunned.

Then three seconds later, with the referee's whistle, everyone came back to their senses again, and they couldn't hide the shock and admiration in their eyes when they looked at Yang Feng.

Yang Feng's body seemed to be flashing with a layer of brilliance, dazzling and dazzling.

He jumped off the basket, and then slowly walked past Cao Yang's sluggish body.

Then Cao Yang felt a shock all over his body, his whole body seemed to have no strength, and he almost collapsed there, even now he felt paralyzed.

"Prepare to be a calf, you."

What he heard from Yang Feng's mouth just now was undoubtedly this sentence------