"You'll know when you're done." Lin Yun replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Let's make a prediction first."

After Zhao Zhixiao finished speaking, he suddenly tossed the coin, raised his hand in mid-air to catch it, and spread his palm again, and the coin showed the side of the human head.

"I'm sorry, God is destined for me to win." Zhao Zhixiao looked up to the sky and laughed.

Obviously, Zhao Zhixiao just used the rules of the game he formulated to deliberately play Lin Yun.

Lin Yun stared at Zhao Zhixiao expressionlessly, he decided to let the other party be arrogant for a while, because the more arrogant the person, the more he will underestimate the enemy, and the more he will underestimate the enemy, the more weaknesses will be exposed.

Just like the last game, the two had a warm-up exercise for a while, and at this moment, another person walked into the basketball hall, it was the history teacher Jiang Jun.

Among the many teachers in Tianlong High School, Jiang Jun is also a well-known beautiful teacher, plus she is in the internship period, and she is similar in age to the students, so there are many people who regard her as the standard of their dream lover.

Seeing Jiang Jun come to watch the game now, the team members exclaimed again, no less than the reaction they had when they saw Fang Yating last time.

I don't know what's going on lately, beautiful women are in love with basketball, and the basketball team is going to be on fire......

Lin Yun glanced at Jiang Jun and just nodded slightly.

And Zhao Zhixiao couldn't bear to run to Jiang Jun and swore that he would win.

However, Lin Yun noticed that when Jiang Jun listened to Zhao Zhixiao's words, his eyes glanced towards him from time to time, and his worries were self-evident.

Although Lin Yun did not agree to Jiang Jun and gave up the competition with Zhao Zhixiao, he was still confident about it, and besides, basketball is not boxing, can Zhao Zhixiao still use basketball to smash himself to death?

After the warm-up, Zhao Zhixiao still took the lead, and at the same time he said that when it was Lin Yun's turn to shoot, he still didn't count the time.

In this regard, Lin Yun had an indifferent attitude, but he also proposed that the number of colored balls should be changed to the same as the two, and he didn't want to use the rules to defeat the other party.

Zhao Zhixiao smiled and threw down two words: "Whatever you want." ”

He then steadily made his way to the first shooting spot and picked up the first basketball from the rack.

Hearing Yan Wei's whistle, Zhao Zhixiao quickly threw out the basketball in his hand, the ball slowly rotated in the air, crossed a beautiful parabola, and accurately fell into the basket and hollowed into the net!

Zhao Zhixiao glanced at Lin Yun proudly, and then made a second move.

Once again, the hollow into the net, followed by the third and fourth balls, all of which were hollow into the net, and Zhao Zhixiao threw ten three-pointers in a row without stopping.

The court was suddenly silent, everyone was stunned by Zhao Zhixiao's accurate shooting, and Jiang Jun, who saw this scene for the first time, even covered his face with his hands to cover his mouth that he couldn't close.

In the entire basketball hall, only one person was indifferent to this, still looking calm, flipping through the books in his hands, occasionally rubbing his sore eyes, as if everything that happened here had nothing to do with her.

Lin Yun looked at Fang Yating, and didn't feel any strange, he was used to this girl's indifference and ruthlessness......

At the other end of the field, Zhao Zhixiao came to the third shooting point, and this time, Lin Yun finally heard the sound of striking iron, which was so pleasant that he couldn't help but clench his fists.

At this time, what Lin Yun thought in his heart was that as long as Zhao Zhixiao didn't score a goal, he would have hope of defeating him, otherwise he could only draw at most.

However, the final result was much more optimistic than Lin Yun imagined, with a full score of thirty, and Zhao Zhixiao scored twenty-seven points.

This is like an insurmountable chasm for ordinary people, but in Lin Yun's eyes, it is by no means unsurpassable.

Unlike the panting after the end of last time, this time Zhao Zhixiao remained calm and idle when he left the game.

Despite losing three balls, Zhao Zhixiao was still full of confidence, and the cunning in his eyes made Lin Yun a little unpredictable, could it be that this guy still had a back move?

With so many pairs of eyes staring on the field, Lin Yun was not afraid of Zhao Zhixiao's prevarication, but what else could he do to ensure victory?

Maybe he thought that the high score of twenty-seven points was something he couldn't surpass, Lin Yun thought so, after all, he only voted twenty-one points last time.

In the encouragement of the players, Lin Yun also came to the first shooting point, and Fang Yating in the distance still did not look up.

At this time, Lin Yun began to be a little curious, what was there in Fang Yating's book that attracted her......

As soon as Lin Yun hesitated, Yan Wei's whistle just sounded, and before he could think about it, Lin Yun subconsciously threw the basketball in his hand.

Not good, biased!

Lin Yun secretly screamed in his heart, but his raised arm did not let go, and with a few wisps of breath emanating from his fingertips, he corrected the parabola of the basketball in mid-air and pulled it back to the right track.

Brush, hollow into the net!

With the sound of excitement beside him, Lin Yun breathed a long sigh of relief.

Compared with the past, Lin Yun can still change the trajectory of basketball after shooting, which is obviously a great improvement.

looked at Zhao Zhixiao again, pouting, disapproving, with a faint sneer on his face.

In the past few days of following Linglong to improve Lin Yun's cultivation methods, Lin Yun has indeed improved a lot in terms of breath control, and if it weren't for the lack of shooting training in the past few days, he would definitely do better.

With the experience of the first ball, Lin Yun was much calmer, and he shot one after another, and the basket was like a vast sea, and Lin Yun could still hit it without hindrance no matter how he shot.

After a long time, seeing the scene of Lin Yun's bullets, the smile on Zhao Zhixiao's face froze, and if this situation continues, Lin Yun may even create a miracle with a perfect score of thirty points!

At this time, Lin Yun was throwing the last colored ball in the third row.

Zhao Zhixiao's gloomy face crossed a touch of hideousness, and he raised his hand slightly without revealing his face, and an invisible energy suddenly shot out and hit the edge of the basketball.

When Lin Yun realized that something was wrong, the basketball had deviated too much from the trajectory, after all, he was just a martial artist, not a magician, and the scope of breath control was limited, and he could not change the situation of a fait accompli.

Seeing that the basketball smashed on the edge of the basket and rebounded, Lin Yun "chuckled" in his heart, this ball is worth two points......

With Lin Yun's current cultivation, he had not yet reached the realm where he could sense the flow of other people's breath, but from Zhao Zhixiao's cold expression, he guessed that this guy must have done something.

Lin Yun glanced at Zhao Zhixiao with horizontal eyebrows, because there was no evidence, he could only suffer this dumb loss, the problem in front of him was, how to prevent Zhao Zhixiao's next interference?

The answer is that it can't be prevented.

In fact, Lin Yun asked himself, it was difficult for him to do it at such a distance, and he used his strength to hit the basketball, which shows that Zhao Zhixiao's ability in this regard is much better than Lin Yun.

Can a person go from having no martial arts foundation to having a strong aura control ability, through a simple blood exchange, can he bring such a subversive change?

witnessed Zhao Zhixiao's strength, and even more inspired Lin Yun to want to know the truth, the top priority is to speed up the speed of shooting, and shoot all the basketballs before Zhao Zhixiao eases his breath.

Lin Yun believed that such a long-distance breath release would require huge consumption and could not be sustained for a long time.

Just as Lin Yun thought, after Zhao Zhixiao interfered with Lin Yun's shot, he immediately entered a state of secret pranayama, from not taking his eyes off just now, to closing his eyes now.

With the remaining ten balls, Lin Yun obviously accelerated his shooting rate, watching the basketballs fly into the basket one after another, and the expressions of the other team members were stunned.

This is the last ball, and it is a colored ball, as long as it is thrown, Lin Yun can defeat Zhao Zhixiao by one point, otherwise, he will also lose to the opponent by one point.

Lin Yun paused slightly, stabilized his mind, and raised his hand to throw.

The basketball flew in the air, time seemed to stop, everyone's eyes were focused on this ball, and no one paid attention to Zhao Zhixiao on the other side of the court!

Zhao Zhixiao also knew that this was his last chance, so he suddenly opened his eyes, clenched his fists and swung them hard in the void, setting off a wave of fists.

At the same time, a wisp of blood flowed between Zhao Zhixiao's snorts, which was a manifestation of excessive exertion, and in order to win, he did not hesitate to consume the strength of his dantian.

Lin Yun felt a strong wind in his ears, knowing that it was Zhao Zhixiao's old trick repeatedly, and he wanted to block it, but it was difficult to distinguish the location of the breath, and when he had nothing to do, a drop of cold sweat flowed from the corner of his forehead.

"On your right!" At the critical moment, Linglong suddenly shouted.

Lin Yun was caught off guard, so he could only punch a random force to the right, but unfortunately, he missed.

"It's stupid." Linglong complained regretfully, and stopped talking.

As Lin Yun failed to block, Zhao Zhixiao's punch successfully hit the basketball.

The sphere is like an airplane that encounters air currents at high altitude, jolts slightly, changes its trajectory with the trend, and deviates from the accurate "course".

Of course, all this is only in a blink of an eye, and the magnitude is extremely small, enough to hide from the eyes of everyone in the basketball arena.

At this moment, Lin Yun's face turned pale, and he looked back angrily and saw Zhao Zhixiao's smug face.

However, what no one expected was that after the basketball hit the edge of the basket, it did not pop out, but jumped high upward, exceeded the top edge of the rebound, and fell again.

Seeing the basketball smash on the basket again, Lin Yun's heart rose to his throat.

After repeating this three or four times, the basketball bounced lower and lower, and finally lost the support of the thrust, hovered on the edge of the basket, stood still for a moment, and fell into the basket without being able to fall.

It is said that competitive sports are inseparable from luck, and Lin Yun has deeply realized this today.

This dramatic change in the two heavens of ice and fire even made Lin Yun forget to celebrate on the spot, until Lei Jie put his arms around his neck that he reacted in surprise, and cheered loudly with everyone.