Deng Hongfei also felt that his body was wrapped in a long-lost heat, and his chest was full of vigorous fighting spirit.

His thoughts seemed to drift back to the United States, to Washington, to the NCAA, and to the eventful years when he was like a fish in water.

The heart that has been suppressed for a long time is suddenly released at this moment.

All he has is the basketball in his hand, and all he has in front of him is the basket and the opponent.

The whole world, everyone disappeared at the same time, and the whole world was silent.

I could only hear the boiling heartbeat beating enthusiastically.

This is his arena!

The crimson basketball shuttled back and forth skillfully between Zhang Feng's palms.

The latter made many breakthrough moves in a row, but failed to get rid of Deng Hongfei's blockade.

Zhang Feng was extremely dignified, and his breath was low.

It was also the first time he had met an opponent who was so tall and moved so fast.

Whether it's a turn, a super change of direction, or a fancy handwork, it can't work.

The other party seems to have blocked all his feints.

Similarly, this confrontation also caused the air at the scene to almost freeze.

Almost all the benches of Hualong Ball Club stood up, their hands clenched tightly, and cheered for Zhang Feng in their hearts.

On the court, Zhong Linxiang and the Japanese also dispersed and pulled away very tacitly, standing outside the three-point line on both wings, giving enough space for the two people's heads-up.

"Bang bang."

The sound of a basketball hitting the ground continued to sound.

Zhang Feng dribbled very fast, he turned sideways and suddenly saw a vacancy, so he pushed the ball lightly with his backhand, and at the same time, he also turned around dexterously and rushed forward.

The basketball he launched hit the ground between Deng Hongfei's two legs, and Zhang Feng, who turned around and chased after him, was in place at the right time, regaining control of the basketball and flying to the basket in three steps!

His take-off height is just as terrifying.

At the same time, he leaned forward and tried his best to distance himself from Deng Hongfei behind him.

It's just that the latter did not chase the cover from the front, but jumped up from the side in a few steps, held it high with one hand to cover the sky, and hit the basketball that had risen to a height that ordinary people could not reach.

"Bang."

The direction of movement of the basketball changed, and he hit the basket hard and fell back to the ground.

Then pull out the top of the arc with a quick step.

Wu Junhao and Ren Qiuming did not come in, and the three-on-three completely became a heads-up between the stars of the two teams at this moment.

Deng Hongfei held the ball and faced Zhang Feng, looked at the basket, looked at the ground, and suddenly accelerated, directly blocking Zhang Feng on the side of his body, using the advantages of his body and strength to rush directly into the basket.

At this time, the Japanese who was standing next to Wu Junhao and watched from the wall suddenly moved in from the wing and pounced on Deng Hongfei violently.

"it!"

Wu Junhao, who was in charge of defending him, exclaimed, not expecting that the other party would shamelessly break this tacit understanding.

The people of the Hualong Ball Club were also very surprised by the Japanese master's move.

They opened their mouths wide in surprise, seeing that he was blocking the line that Deng Hongfei had broken through.

What's even more surprising is that.

The latter, faced with a strong enemy in front and a chasing soldier behind him, did not choose to pass the ball to Wu Junhao, who was in an empty position, but a serpentine European step smartly dodged the Japanese who tore his face to make up for the defense.

Ten fingers firmly and forcefully closed the basketball, in order to gain more secure control of the ball, and then divided into the usual right hand to grasp, the whole person's waist was bent back like a bow, with the force of the Achilles tendon burst up, as if gravity disappeared from his body at this moment.

Carrying the basketball with an extremely stretched body, riding the scorching rising air, the wrist twisted 90 degrees, and dunked into the basket with a side hand in a big loop.

The crunch sound of "clang" swept through the entire infield.

The people of Hualong Ball Club were dumbfounded.

I watched this scene dumbfounded.

Even some people's knees are faintly weak.

Wu Junhao seemed to have lost his soul, and looked at the figure floating on the ground under the basket in amazement.

Deng Hongfei's attack in this round tore apart all the labels he had previously placed on the latter in his heart.

With a thunderous finish, he broke down the psychological defense of all the players of Hualong Club.

"This, this is Jordan's classic one-arm back-pull big loop dunk."

"This guy, where did this guy get a pervert from?"

"I swear, I've never seen such a shocking dunk in real life in my life."

There were already people from the Hualong Ball Club who came back to their senses and couldn't help but start to marvel.

Outside, those who were struggling to watch the situation in the infield through the cracks exploded.

There was jubilation, and it was as lively as the New Year.

The lucky ones who had witnessed the whole process were spitting and fluttering like the poor worms around them who were not lucky enough to witness the shocking scene.

praised Deng Hongfei's breakthrough dunk to the sky, and it was almost not equivalent to the gods descending to earth.

One to ten, ten to hundred.

There is a faint tendency to spread mythical stories.

In their excited conversations with each other, this is the style of painting.

- ", didn't you see it, that person brushed past Zhang Feng's defense, and leaped over the two Dongying big men!" ”

"Wouldn't you, jump higher than Carter?"

"What's more, it feels like the bounce is almost two meters."

"God is two meters, bragging, it's as strong as Nate, it's only more than one meter."

"Can he jump two meters and fly two people? Masters in the folk! ”

In a short period of time, the people who play in the entire Hualong Stadium will know about it.

The dunk man himself stood there as if he were in a different world, looking at his legs stupidly, curling up and stretching back and forth, muttering, "I, I ......"

No one knew that his mood was as turbulent as a long drought and a rainy day.

It's as unreal as a bankrupt entrepreneur who is desperate and suddenly someone comes to his door to invest in him.

He can still remember the feeling of humiliation in a hospital bed with a plaster cast.

I can still remember the frustration of rehab training when I hurt my leg as if it was filled with lead.

The once firm basketball dream has also become decadent under this torture.

But now......

Deng Hongfei felt the pleasure he hadn't seen for a long time.

It turned out that he could still gallop and soar on the court, and the moment he stood on the court, he still couldn't suppress the fanatical love in his heart.

All this made his heart surge.

This dunk made his mind sway again.

"Whew, it was a good fight."

It wasn't until Zhang Feng's emotional voice sounded in his ears that Deng Hongfei's mind was called back to reality.

He turned around, saw Zhang Feng with a friendly smile on his face, and took the initiative to stretch out his hand: "Your ball skills and physical fitness are very good, you should be in the professional team." ”

"I feel that your physical fitness is the top among the yellow race."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, my name is Zhang Feng, the president of Hualong Ball Club, there is no need to compare this game today, you won."

"In the future, you are welcome to come to Hualong to play often."

"I'm the east, you don't need to buy a ticket to enter the venue, it's all free."

Deng Hongfei was stunned, then showed his face, and said knowingly, "Thank you." ”

A long-hidden smile appeared on his face.