Looking at Yan Yufeng's dark face, Wei Ning squinted his eyes and didn't speak. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info has played many times, and he can tell what is serious, what is playing, and what is to fight for a victory.

At this moment, Yan Yufeng wanted to win, but Wei Ning didn't like it. If losing becomes a habit, then this habit will also be a spur. There have been many heads-up between Wei Ning and Yan Yufeng, and the number of wins is only a handful, and when they lose, it is the norm. Wei Ning doesn't like to lose, every time he loses, he feels that he is a little shorter in front of Yan Yufeng.

Therefore, after meeting Yan Yufeng, the love for basketball that was hidden in his heart was ignited again, and he longed for a greater sense of conquest, stronger opponents, and more audiences.

And all of this must face an opponent, a person who has never given him confidence. That is Yan Yufeng, a peer who usually looks very taciturn, but if he gets an itch, he can talk endlessly.

With him, Wei Ning has a feeling that distinguishes anyone else, he is very smart and reacts quickly, whether it is playing ball or chatting usually. Speak straight to the point, like a long sword sharp.

Sometimes his mind is very simple, and sometimes, he thinks too deeply, and there will always be inexplicable times when he talks to him.

Wei Ning can't say that he likes to be comfortable with Yan Yufeng, but he can say that he has enough expectations.

Just like now, Yan Yufeng's face suddenly darkened, which stimulated Wei Ning, and the two looked at each other and immediately staggered, but they understood each other's minds.

In the next round, never back down.

Wei Ning has the ball, he doesn't think about how to attack, but passes the ball to Yan Yufeng.

Yan Yufeng swept his hand with a cold face, knocked the ball back, Wei Ning took the opportunity to take a big step forward, and dribbled with his left hand the moment he caught the ball, and before the ball landed, the person had already hit Yan Yufeng's body.

The huge strength made Yan Yufeng unable to stop the backward pace, but even so, Yan Yufeng still reacted at high speed, he unloaded this impact force sideways, and at the same time lowered to cut the ball.

Wei Ning suddenly realized his intention from Yan Yufeng's posture, he used his shoulder to push Yan Yufeng away and control the basketball, but Yan Yufeng took the opportunity to regain his foothold and re-open the defensive posture.

Wei Ning came close to the basket by nearly two meters, but lost the innate advantage of a one-step start, and fell into the dribble offense that he was not good at.

Yan Yufeng lost the two-meter defensive line, but got the best defensive result, he was like a wolf, staring at the basketball in Wei Ning's hand viciously, his body kept moving up and down slightly, giving Wei Ning the illusion that he was going to pounce on and snatch the ball away in the next moment.

Wei Ning felt weak in his heart, and hurriedly turned sideways to protect the ball, but this time, Yan Yufeng was not passively waiting, he leaned forward and pulled out the ball with his right hand.

Wei Ning was in a hurry, he used his arm to block it, but Yan Yufeng pressed his whole body, and when he raised his arm like this, it was equivalent to hanging Yan Yufeng with one hand.

No matter how strong Wei Ning's strength is, it is impossible to eat, and the raised arm was immediately pressed down, and Yan Yufeng's whole body fell down, and he had the indomitable momentum of vowing to snatch the ball in his hand.

Wei Ning had to adjust his posture, he transferred the ball to the weak side, and his body was also rotating at the same time, and the fierce Yan Yufeng also changed his position synchronously with Wei Ning's movement.

So in the next second of scrambling and entanglement, the two were surprised to find that the positions of the two were completely reversed. Yan Yufeng stood behind Wei Ning, and Wei Ning directly faced the basket.

Wei Ning stood at the free throw line, his neck could feel Yan Yufeng's heavy breathing, he didn't feel itchy, but felt creepy.

For anyone, Wei Ning would have started a long time ago, grabbed the ball and was about to smash it on the basket, but when he thought of Yan Yufeng behind him, Wei Ning actually hesitated.

Yan Yufeng behind him was shocked at first, but then he found that Wei Ning didn't move, as an old opponent, Wei Ning is definitely not the kind of goods that are cheap and not taken advantage of, and with a turn of his mind, he suddenly understood Wei Ning's mind in seconds.

But as soon as this thought rose, Wei Ning moved, he slapped the basketball and rushed to the basket, Yan Yufeng started, and instantly walked shoulder to shoulder with Wei Ning.

Wei Ning continued to shoot the ball forward, he was not fast but not slow, and it did not have the slightest meaning of layup, this is the most stable mentality to have the choice, the three-step layup is indeed the easiest, but also the most direct scoring option, but it is not the most deterrent, as long as you don't die the ball, it means that the time to choose the shot, it should be in your hands.

This is the most uncomfortable place for defenders, just like shoes, one shoe has fallen to the ground, and the people downstairs can only sleep peacefully by waiting for the place where the other shoe will fall.

Wei Ning doesn't die, Yan Yufeng can't act rashly, he followed Wei Ning into the penalty area, when the two stepped into the three-second zone, Yan Yufeng felt bitter in his heart, Wei Ning's biggest threat was in the three-second zone, he tried his best, or let him in, which in itself was a failure.

Wei Ning suddenly accelerated, he slapped the basketball sideways, leaned on Yan Yufeng's body, and hugged the basketball with both hands, Wei Ning finally died, revealing his snow-white fangs, he jumped a step to the right front, facing Yan Yufeng, his right shoulder was like a barb, biting his chest, like sticky and like a carrying, pushing to the right side.

This is Wei Ning's killer move, so far Yan Yufeng can't crack it, by jumping, through the power carried by half of his body, knock away the defender and then put the ball into the basket to score, Wei Ning is not facing people who are seriously strong in strength and height and may fail, otherwise it is to crush the score.

It was not the first time Yan Yufeng had faced it, in the past, he hated it and even felt helpless, but now, he was determined to give Wei Ning a deep impression this time.

The body that was knocked away was braked by the thigh kicked back, and Yan Yufeng exerted his force forward, almost jumping at the same time as Wei Ning jumped.

The distance between the two was about one meter, and that was the space that Wei Ning Sheng collided with.

The two of them spread their bodies in the air almost at the same time, Wei Ning felt threatened, he instinctively wanted to make a small pull bar with the basketball in his right hand, transfer it to his left hand, and reach out to Yan Yufeng who wanted to block it by avoiding his teeth and claws.

He is fast, Yan Yufeng is faster, if Yan Yufeng compares various data with Wei Ning, whether it is bounce or bounce speed, it is an advantage.

Although he jumped half a beat slower than Wei Ning, Wei Ning was still in the ascending stage, Yan Yufeng had already come to the highest point of his bounce, he leaned towards Wei Ning with the air superiority that was a head higher, taking advantage of the falling gravity, as well as the strength of his whole body, all of which were concentrated by him into the outstretched right hand.

The convergence of several forces made his attack faster, even if Wei Ning had already reacted to dodge, he couldn't escape Yan Yufeng's flying fan that slashed his head and face.

"Smack!" There was a huge sound of slapping basketball on the court, and Wei Ning felt as if he had been swept by the propeller of a helicopter, and he fell directly in mid-air and sat on the ground.

"You're jumping too short!" Yan Yufeng was saying, and at the same time, he also stretched out his hand to pull Wei Ning.

Wei Ning still hadn't recovered from the shock just now, and when he heard this, he instinctively defended: "You fouled, you hit my hand!" ”

"Golfers in one!" Yan Yufeng withdrew his hand and stood there.

Wei Ning got up alone, he finally understood what had just happened at this moment, he was not entangled, he stood up straight, patted his buttocks, and said, "Come on!" ”

Yan Yufeng's eyebrows raised, and Wei Ning, who was in Danfeng's eyes, narrowed into slits, he knew that this guy was angry.

"If you lose this time, agree to one of my requests," Yan Yufeng said suddenly.

"Say!" Wei Ning Road.

"I'm talking after the fight!" Yan Yufeng didn't say it directly.

"Aren't you afraid of my cheating?"

"Whatever you want!"

"Well, if I win, I have a request!"

"Fair!"

"Don't you ask me what I want?"

"Don't ask, you can't win, I don't want to waste my saliva!"

"Although I know this is your usual trick, nothing more than trying to affect my mood, I still feel very uncomfortable!"

"That's a good thing!"

"A good thing?"

"My good business, none of your business!"

Wei Ning was silent for a long time, and he could hear his teeth creaking when he sat in the stands.

"Let's get started!" Eventually, Wei Ning spoke.

"Hmm!"

"I'll say a word before I fight!" Wei Ning suddenly spoke.

"Huh?" Yan Yufeng raised his eyes and glanced at it. Suddenly, my heart suddenly struck. At this moment, Wei Ning has a different kind of momentum, a feeling that has never been seen before.

"Don't blame me if I'm hurt!"

Yan Yufeng smiled, and he nodded: "Okay!" (To be continued.) )