For example, now, those who are fully capable of knocking out opponents have to spend time here to play a full screen and drag points.

"Is he tired, I want to ask, so catch people." Mo Lin shook his head helplessly, the electronic screen was already full, but he didn't knock people down. It's still a long time before the time comes!

"It's just that he can't be tired of playing like this! Xuanwu's style of play is labor-saving, if you want to blame it, blame your grandfather, he taught it. The big old man complained, Xuanwu was very boring to fight, but now he is playing like this, have you ever thought about how good-looking the face of the Southern Clan?

Sure enough, the southern team couldn't stand it, and they didn't look at any etiquette, just shouting "What kind of insult is that!" (What are you insulting like that?) ）”

shouted so loudly and the audience was so embarrassed, how could Xuanwu not hear it? The corners of the mouth are slightly raised, what is it? It's fun! The first point is given to you, and you will naturally be paid back a hundred times later!

"Don't play anymore, I'm tired too! It's over! Xuanwu looked at the opponent in front of him who had already beaten to the point of no temper and smiled slightly, and he didn't know who said that he was going to knock him out so loudly at the beginning.

It's over!

"Yikes!" Xuanwu gave a shout and a backward spin, and the entire body of the opposite person spun in mid-air for several weeks before falling to the ground.

"Ten!"

"Nine!"

"Eight!"

“……”……

When the audience accompanied the referee to count down together, no one had an old man, looking at the face of the instructor group of the southern team, it was a flutter. The player lying on the stage struggled to stand up but was weak, and after a few struggles, he fell to the ground. Seeing that the score of the electronic board showed the color of victory, Xuanwu still helped his opponent back to his camp out of good intentions.

"Xuanwu is good!" Ye Yu and Mo Lin were so excited that they didn't know what to say, so they jumped down from the audience and pounced directly. If it weren't for standing firm, estimating the headlines would be another matter.

The old man happily twisted his ass on the edge of the camp and cheered, smiling like a child.

Hotel

"Yay!" Yu Xin looked at the light screen of victory and shouted excitedly, which alarmed the two people outside the room. Hearing the sound of the door being opened, he quickly turned on the split screen of his phone and jumped back> "Xinxin, were you shouting just now?" Tingting looked at this guy who was pretending to type strangely, and she was excited, should she be so secretive.

Yu Xin quietly retracted the phone back into the quilt, and shook her head seriously, "No!" I'm chasing dramas. You're swimming against the current, it's pretty good, don't you? ”

"Are you chasing dramas on WeChat?" Fei saw through it but had to say it, so that Tingting, who didn't want to laugh, sneered.

Yu Xin arrogantly threw her head to the side, cut! You have to take care of it!

"I'm sleeping! Don't call me if you're fine, don't call me if you're okay! Don't call me if it's not urgent, it's useless to find me if it's urgent! "Wrap the quilt around yourself and fall asleep.

The two innocently looked at each other at the door, hey, this woman!

"Small theater

Xuanwu: Rabbit, you gave me such a high hat, did you think that I would participate, but if you weren't so powerful in a single move, you would have to be slapped in the face.

Tutu: It's like I haven't beaten you, and I've been slapped in the face every day since I wrote about you!

A crowd of watermelons looked at me with black faces.

Ye Fei: Tutu, do you need me to help you massage? I feel like your waist needs a massage. Didn't you cry out in pain? I'll help you sour.

Tutu: Sister! I was wrong, I was wrong!

Melon-eating crowd: Pan her, we will help you catch this dead rabbit! It's stewed!"

………………

Basketball court

The basketball side has already started, without the old man's black luck White Tiger is still a victory, the first game against the South team, or the central or western teams, but a small team in the southwest that is not very well-known, and there is nothing wrong with winning it.

White Tiger only played the first and last game, so now in the second game he is lying on the sidelines and letting the physiotherapist massage his joints.

"Tiger!" The arrival of Ye Yu and Mo Lin happened to coincide with the team's halftime pause.

Bai Hu looked up from his mobile phone and looked at the two people who were swaying over, "Xuanwu is okay over there?" ”

"Well, don't want the abuse of people in the south! It's really miserable! Ye Yu shook his head sympathetically, a little smug with sympathy. If you trace the grievances between the Southern Clan and Ye Yu, there is also a history.

When Ye Yu played the first continental competition, the commander of North America at that time was not an old man Mo, but an executive of the southern team. In the 100-meter butterfly, the runners of the southern team were disqualified from the competition next door, and the jump caused the entire group to be disqualified. If it weren't for the general director and the general director of the other teams protesting to the United Sports Bureau, they probably wouldn't have been able to participate in the competition.

Since then, he has hated North America, to be precise, the Southern Theater of the North American Theater.

"It's conceivable." The white tiger brain made up a series of pictures opposite the Xuanwu torture.

(The picture is too beautiful, make up for it yourself.) ）

"How's going on over here?" Ye Yu sat on the side and took the physiotherapist's hammer to hammer the calf muscles for the white tiger.

The white tiger moved his chin to let them see for themselves, although it is a basketball team that is not very famous, but the technique is not bad, and it has been playing a tug-of-war with them, and it is not possible to score much.

In the second game, it was still between 3 and 4 points. I have to say that the Northern Battlefield is really not very technically good, and there are still a lot of mistakes and awareness problems. Bai Hu turned over and looked at Mo Lin tiredly, "I especially want to know, haven't you been tired of leading such a team for so long?" And the last time I played against your team, it didn't seem like they were! ”

Mo Lin shook his head, the teams in the continental competition are players selected from various teams. But most of them are from the central United States, and they are all basketball players from the American Dream Team. They are all veterans, and they have also played a lot of games, and the reputation of the NBA in the United States is not ordinarily high, even if you choose a few random games to play, there will be no problem. Naturally, it doesn't take much effort to bring it up.

And the northern part of North America has not been good at basketball, so it is naturally almost unsatisfactory. In addition, he rarely leads basketball teams, and most of the teams he is responsible for are track and field and swimming. The diving was also brought up by the old man after Tingting came, but most of the time the diving was Tingting's tube, and he sometimes took a look. Basketball naturally goes without saying, the credit for basketball in the last continental tournament actually does not belong to him.

He just has more assists and more shooting opportunities, so his rating is a little higher.

"It's really a little tired, but it's okay that it's still within my acceptable range." The white tiger lay on the ground and continued to do his massage. He brought out the rhythm of the game, even if the second and third games were bad, he would go up to close the game at the end.

(End of chapter)