Chapter Seventy-Nine: Damn Hard Qigong
In the evening, in the gymnasium, the high-speed friction between the sneakers and the floor made a "squeak" sound similar to that of a mouse, and the sound continued to stop abruptly, Xu Fei just walked in at this moment, and saw Zhou Yuanyang's body leaning and his limbs stretched in the air - a one-step stop-and-go jump shot within the three-point line. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
About a second or so later, Xu Fei heard a "poof" sound in his ears, and the basketball hollowed into the net!
Zhou Yuanyang didn't notice Xu Fei, picked up the ball from the floor and continued to practice alone, he was still wearing the No. 33 jersey, it seemed that he had been training for a long time, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept dripping from his jaw, almost connecting into a silver line.
Xu Fei rushed to the gymnasium directly after replenishing the hunger index (physical strength) in the cafeteria, he thought that Coach Ma would wait for them early, so that they could "collide"!
But...... They came early.
Xu Fei silently walked to the basket to pick up the rebound, saying that it was "picking up", in fact, he has been observing the trajectory of the basketball, and it is still very difficult for a novice player like him to judge the rebound.
After Zhou Yuanyang easily scored three goals in a row, he stretched out his fingers and hooked Xu Fei, who was standing under the basket, and he decided to add a little more challenge.
Singled out?
Xu Fei couldn't ask for it!
It's a pity that Zhou Yuanyang is a defender, otherwise if he were a center, Xu Fei would definitely fight hand-to-hand - he must seize every opportunity to improve the progress of hard qigong.
At the beginning of the game, Zhou Yuanyang dribbled to face Xu Fei, and he was not in a hurry to attack, like a Tai Chi master swimming around the three-point line, as if he was looking for a flaw in the defense.
Defending a fast-paced person like Zhou Yuanyang, Xu Fei chose to leave a small step between him and Zhou Yuanyang as a buffer, which was the experience taught by Coach Ma before.
Of course, Xu Fei is not the only disciple, Coach Ma must have also taught Zhou Yuanyang that if someone chooses to let you take a step to defend, then you can use shooting to end this round.
When Zhou Yuanyang started to shoot, Xu Fei had already raised his hand to block it, but it was still too late, and the basketball slipped away from his fingertips.
"Poof!"
Under the gaze of Xu Fei and Zhou Yuanyang, the three points entered the net.
Zhou Yuanyang clenched his fists and gently hammered his chest, which was regarded as a kind of celebration and catharsis.
If it were normal, Zhou Yuanyang might not be able to score this goal, but now his hand is hot, like this shooter, the more he throws, the better his hand will be.
The law of 1v1, the scorer still has the ball, and this time it is Zhou Yuanyang who attacks with the ball.
Xu Fei is a little difficult, this kind of person who can shoot can shoot is difficult to defend, especially the guard who can shoot and pass.
Zhou Yuanyang faced Xu Fei again, his right shoulder sank after dribbling under his crotch, and he accelerated directly to the right to break through!
There is no disguise, no feints, just rely on speed to eat Xu Fei raw!
Xu Fei is actually not slow, this is known from the bounce, but as soon as this hard qigong is practiced, every time he increases his speed, his strength will sink into the sea as soon as he reaches the muscles.
Therefore, most of his current incoordination and agility problems are due to the fact that the muscles do not respond normally or regularly when they are stressed - it only causes the muscles to tighten.
Xu Fei persevered and followed Zhou Yuanyang behind to see if there was any possibility of chasing him.
That's it!
Zhou Yuanyang suddenly made a sudden stop, and Xu Fei behind him kicked the ground with both feet, and suddenly took off unreasonably, swooping over like a fighter jet!
"Almost!" Xu Fei shouted in the air, and fell into the basket again with his fingertips!
If it weren't for the damn hard qigong, this ball would definitely be fanned by him!