Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Thoughts of Training That Can't Be Put Down

"What the hell happened just now?!" When Guan Yu came back to his senses in shock, his right hand was still hanging on the basket, his legs were still hanging in the air, and the ball was bounced off the floor to the edge of the baseline. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Just now, I obviously didn't have the physical strength to complete that dunk..."Guan Yu was trying to remember what had just happened. Yesterday's national competition and the high-intensity training just now, Guan Yu's physical exertion has reached the extreme, he can barely control the ball just now, a vague phantom appeared in his eyes, he saw Zhang Jiao, Zhang Bao, Zhang Liang three people stopped in front of him with disdainful eyes.

"How? Want to be strong? There's no way you're going to break through us!" The corners of his mouth showed a sinister smile.

"Huhu, none of you want to stop me!" Guan Yu stumbled in front of the three of them, and the three people in front of him pounced in front of him from several directions!

"I'm not going to throw in the towel!" Guan Yu was reluctant to admit defeat in his bones, but his body and mind seemed to be unconscious, he couldn't even see the opponent in front of him, he felt that his whole person was in the dark.

"Am I no longer able to do it?" Guan Yu pondered with the last trace of consciousness, and then his mind and physical strength stagnated...

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"Huh?" Guan Yu suddenly came to his senses, and he found that his hand was hanging on the basket, and the ball popped out quickly. "I actually finished a dunk just now?! But why isn't there any impression at all?"

Guan Yu's eyes scanned the surroundings, and there was nothing unusual, but when his eyes touched the arm of the hanging basket, he suddenly found that there was a red markings on the back of his palm, but in the blink of an eye, this markings disappeared!

"It's... What's going on? What are the red markings? Why is it gone again now?" Guan Yu couldn't understand what was happening to him, he thought about it, but his body was still hanging in the air...

After Liu Bei went home, he was so tired that he lay down directly in bed and fell asleep, and when he woke up, it was already noon. Today is Sunday, and the team's training time is Monday, but Liu Bei felt that his body was recovering well, so he decided to go back to school to practice after eating after jogging, after all, it was the second game in two weeks, and time was pressing.

It was almost two o'clock after Liu Bei returned to school, and there was no one in the school on Sunday, so Liu Bei walked straight to the Taoyuan basketball hall.

As soon as he walked to the door, Liu Bei heard the sound of basketball in the stadium, and Guan Yu was still inside! Liu Bei saw that Guan Yu had just changed into a red practice uniform and was still concentrating on practicing shooting, so he walked over to say hello.

"Still practicing? Didn't you take a break?" Liu Bei asked Guan Yu.

"I slept for three or four hours..."Guan Yu said as he shot from a mid-range shot, and the ball hit directly.

"Awesome! You're still in such good shape!" Liu Bei expressed his heartfelt praise for Guan Yu's shooting rate.

"I'm sorry..."Guan Yu still had a cold face and tone, and he didn't look at Liu Bei out of the corner of his eye, just said a short sentence. Why don't you go over there and practice half-time, I want to practice shooting alone...", he hit another shot from near the 45-degree angle of the free throw line.

"Guan Yu is really getting better and better! I don't want to lose to him, I want to work hard!" Liu Bei came to the other side of the court and began to warm up.

After the warm-up, Liu Bei wanted to shoot a ball first to boost morale, so he worked hard and also threw a ball at a 45-degree angle near the free throw line.

"Smack!" A tall figure suddenly crossed in front of him, Liu Bei's shot was fiercely fanned out of the sideline by him, Liu Bei didn't react for a while, and stood there.

"Haha! You're too late!" It's Zhang Fei's voice! He was the one who slapped the ball away from Liu Bei's hand just now. I saw Zhang Fei also change into a crimson practice uniform, standing in front of Liu Bei energetically.

"Oh, it's very early, I thought you weren't here to practice today..."Liu Bei ran out to pick up the ball.

"I ate too much last night and didn't sleep well, so I came over early today and went to take a shower after sweating profusely. How can you relax? I'm not going to lose to that guy!" Zhang Fei glanced at Guan Yu on the other side from the corner of his eye. "Anyway, you're late, and someone came early..."Zhang Fei nagged Liu Bei with a little dissatisfaction.

"Anyone else? Who is it?" Liu Bei was still thinking about it, and suddenly a familiar and friendly voice came to his ears. "Ah Bei, you're here..." was Kong Ming's voice!

Liu Bei hurriedly turned his head to look in the direction of the locker room, and he saw Kong Ming's smile. Liu Bei hurriedly ran over and grabbed Kong Ming's shoulders with both hands.

"Kong Ming, are you okay? Why don't you take more breaks?" Liu Bei asked with concern.

"Ah, I'm fine, I still want to practice more, I want to adjust my condition to the best and cope with the next competitions..."Kong Ming said with a vow.

"That's right, it looks like you're ready, so let's start practicing right away, I'm sure we'll win the next game!" Wait for me to change my clothes first..."Liu Bei hurriedly ran into the locker room to change his training clothes after saying his bold words, Kong Ming looked at his back as he ran into the locker room, his eyes were full of gratification. Liu Bei in this era is more confident and courageous than the great man of a thousand years ago, with him and Guan Zhang here, winning the national championship, Liu Bei's ideal will definitely be realized! It's just that my body and soul will be able to hold on until the day I win the championship? Kong Ming's eyes seemed to show a hint of loneliness...

"Bell...", a rapid phone rang suddenly.

"Hey, oh, it's you... I guess maybe it's you... In the office of the Jingzhou Basketball Association's headquarters, the chairman of the Basketball Association, Guan Qi, sat behind the desk of the Taipan, shaking his wine glass and listening to the voice on the phone with a wicked smile.

"What? The opponent in the first round was too weak, and you also won the opponent by more than 40 points as a substitute starter? It's inevitable, your team is the favorite to win the championship this year, and you know this very well, hehe...... A stronger opponent in the next round? I'm sorry, it's not something I can do, but the opponent in the next round may not be too bad, this is what I can get back to you now, but this Saturday, you'll know the results of the second round of the match... Hey! Rest assured... I will never forget your kindness to me in the past, you were my first customer back then! Okay, that's it, goodbye..."

Chairman Guan gently hung up the phone, slowly left the desk, and stood leisurely in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking out from the 126-story building of the Jingzhou Basketball Federation Complex, and the entire city was almost in full view. The pipe slowly lit the cigarette and took a soft breath, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth that was difficult to guess...

"Are you satisfied with such a duel?"