Bosh hands the ball to Kyle and signals to start. The scruffy lion's head, Bian Que's slurp, and the strange shape, Kyle feels disgusting no matter how he looks at it now, Bosh bastard.

One-on-one bullfighting, high concentration, consciousness and action form to reach the best state, there is nothing to rely on, the test is the physical talent and technical skills of both sides, and everything else is not so important.

Put away these boring resentments. Kyle takes the ball and the bullfight begins.

Alston spread his legs, opened his hands to close the net, and took a step away from defending, he seemed to know that Kyle was three points apart, and made up his mind to prevent sudden shots, and his mouth was broken. "Come on! Let me see if you're as capable as your mouth, rookie. ”

Kyle ignored Alston's harassment and drove the ball in the arc. One-on-one Kyle is also very strong, and he also thinks that he is abnormal in single-handedness, of course! It was in the NCAA league where the university, talent and skill were not yet fully mature, and it was inevitable that Kyle would dominate the game.

But Alston is not one of those little guys, he is now a lot higher than Kyle in terms of skill or experience, court awareness, and even on-the-spot reactions, and Kyle has been thrown a few streets away by Alstom except for his physical talent. Breakthrough is Kyle's strong point, but it's not safe enough, and it's hard to play to the strength advantage without teammates to answer one-on-one, and even if you break through, it's easy to be stopped. And the most important thing is that there is a private bullfight off the field, small movements are constant, and you can't say anything, no one cares.

So Kyle didn't hesitate to play to his strengths, which is his body and strength. Hitting the back is this trick, although it is ugly, but it is very practical. Kyle turned around and sat down on Alston and slowly chiseled in!

"Clever little one, I underestimated him." Antonio sighed as he saw Kyle digging in with his back like a center.

"Very proficient in low-level techniques, I now regret my decision." Alvin's eyes lit up.

"Surprisingly, Kyle's strength is that strong?" Ross couldn't believe it.

"Fatty! Greet me with this trick? It's so smart, so use your strength, haven't you eaten? Alstom continued to nag. In fact, he was hit very hard by Kyle's power, and he couldn't reach it, and he didn't dare to take risks when he stepped forward to steal, you must know that if he couldn't succeed, it would be completely out of position, and he would give away points.

Kyle ignored Alstom's noise, he was now concentrating on using his dark energy, knocking Alston back and forth, and he was already near the free throw line, which Kyle knew was working, which lifted his spirits. Continuing to work hard, when he reached the bottom of the basket not far away, Kyle used his suckling strength to support the ball and wipe it hard. Ball in!

Everyone at the scene was stunned, squinting their eyes slightly, and they almost applauded loudly! It turns out that a point guard can fight bulls like this! It's not a cool dribble to get rid of, and there's no smart change of direction to break through, it's just a hard hit with the power of the back body, which is an eye-opener! I guess Kyle is the only point guard who does this.

Alstom's face blushed,! Is this still a point guard? If Kyle chooses to break head-on, he can also judge the landing point of the ball based on experience and make a steal, or block it based on shoulder balance and Kyle's demeanor. But now the situation has made Alston lose his soul, he is helpless, power is precisely his death hole, and Kyle just pierced it with a needle, making him unable to move.

Kyle repeats his old trick, pouting his ass and digging in again, and Alston leans forward to die. The two of them were grinding and grinding, pushing and pulling, and the scene looked very much like two children snatching toys, with red faces and red ears, thick necks and eyes.

"You idiot, what else can you do but use this trick? Let's have a showdown between men. Alston was a little incoherent, and he was annoyed and angry, and he was doomed if he continued like this. Words are meant to vent, and he's not brained enough to believe Kyle would be that stupid enough to break through with him head-on. A thought crossed his mind, and he decided to give it a go, maybe there would be a turnaround.

Alston followed Kyle's rhythm and pushed his thin chest up, but he was knocked backwards, one go! Twice! Three clicks! Alston retreated suddenly, and Kyle's strength missed, and his footsteps involuntarily clicked, and he almost fell.

The ball was out of Kyle's grasp, and Alston pounced on it to grab it, and the two of them squeezed together with each other. Kyle's stretch and agility are really good, he is half a hand on the floor, he stiffens his back, then fishes the ball, and then turns and rushes to the basket. Alstom, who didn't get the ball, didn't say a word, followed up and grabbed the corner of Kyle's clothes.

But Kyle was stunned to rise into the air with impact to complete the dunk. Alston didn't care about the hot fingers, he just stared at Kyle so viciously, his eyes were red, and he couldn't eat him.

In fact, Alstom's action just now was quite dangerous, and if Kyle hadn't rushed up, he would probably have been dragged and dropped to the ground. But Kyle ignored it, empathizing, if it was him, he would do the same, bullfighting is so brutal, and it is this kind of bullfighting with grudges, not to mention.

Kyle pouted again and held the ball at the top of the arc, already with two balls, and if this one goes in, then it's all over.

Alstom's mind was in a mess right now, and he secretly swore that this ball would not let Kyle score. He stuck to it, and Kyle was waiting for this opportunity, holding Alstom's waist with his left hand, striding to the right, and at the same time, with the force of his hand, he directly pushed Alston to a stumble, and Kyle rushed to the basket.

In the first two rounds, Kyle has been chiseling in, and there is no unclean action in his hands, Alston was caught off guard and was directly pushed by Kyle, he didn't think that Kyle would choose to break through in the last attack, he was completely defenseless, he could only watch Kyle complete the dunk.

It's over! The other onlookers had wonderful faces on their faces, with smiles, dark faces and silent faces, but there were no cheers. Kyle embarrassed Alstom, known as the "King of Streetball", in his way, and this is strength.

As Kyle passed by Alstom, he put down the ball he had scooped up and muttered, "Vulnerable!" ”

And Alstom, who stayed there, had a changeable face, bruises and purples, and was obviously extremely angry. His pride was shattered? His proud faith was worthless and unacceptable at this time. When he heard Kyle's words, his gray face turned white for a moment, and he wanted to rush up and kill Kyle, but he didn't do it, because Sam was coming, and he was staring at Alston.

(PS: Change the update time, 8 o'clock in the morning, 2 o'clock in the afternoon, and 8 o'clock in the evening.) Then thank you for the pure white throughput 588 reward, I will accompany you, I will go again next year, readers-YES, these four big brothers have always supported and accompanied, every time I see you playing for me, I am full of motivation, thank you! )