Time passed slowly amid the anxious waits of the fans, the debates between the die-hard fans of the crusher and those new fans of Wen Hao, and the thoughtful smiles of the Nike staff in the distance.

Sometimes, time flies quickly and in a flash; Sometimes, time is like a snail, so tormenting. Just like now, it seems to Wen Hao and the crusher that time flies very quickly. For half an hour, their physical strength was far from fully recovered. Wen Hao is better, although his recovery speed is not as fast as that of the crusher, his physical energy consumption is not large, so he can be regarded as about thirty percent recovered. And the crusher is even worse, although their black physique recovers quickly, but there is only a single hundredth of the physical strength left, so it took him a while to barely recover to thirty percent.

So in the eyes of the two of them, half an hour passed quickly.

But the fans around them spent half an hour in anxious anticipation, which can be described as a year in an idiom.

Finally, in everyone's anticipation, half an hour passed.

When the Duke of Tango announced that half an hour had passed, everyone seemed to freeze for a moment. The whole scene was eerily quiet.

In such silence, two people are moving, and one is naturally the crusher. He stood up suddenly, like a spring, and his eyes were still looking directly at Wen Hao. Since he said that he was going to fight with Wen Hao, his eyes never seemed to leave Wen Hao.

The other is Wen Hao, who did not overreact like the crusher, but slowly stood up. It's like he's not the one who's going heads-up, he's just here to watch the game. But those who know it can see in his eyes the same gaze as the crusher, the excitement of the imminent great war, the excitement that only a true fighter has.

Duke Tango took advantage of the silence around him, and as the two men walked up to the court, he announced: "Heads-up rule, rotate the offense, and when one side makes a mistake, gets blocked, or misses a shot, switch to the other side to attack." There is no time limit, three points count as two, and the first to score ten goals wins. ”

Since street basketball is an informal game, especially heads-up, the rules are based on the preferences of both parties, so it is necessary for the Duke of Tango to announce the rules of this heads-up game here.

"Now I declare that the game begins—" the Duke of Tango prolonged in his peculiar, inflammatory voice.

"Whoa-" The surrounding fans immediately became excited, they all raised their arms in the air, and everyone cheered with their own unique, loudest decibel voice.

The Duke of Tango said again: "Two people start the free throws first and decide the possession of the first ball. Whoever wins the free throw, the first ball is the possession. ”

The crusher was the first to step up to the free throw line, with both eyes on the basket, slapped the ball twice with both hands, and then shot. The basketball slid into the hoop in a wonderful arc. Turning around, the crusher looked at Wen Hao, raised his chin, and provoked again.

Wen Hao smiled slightly and walked to the free throw line.

"You must enter, you must enter, you must enter...... "I can't help but start praying in my heart.

Elena next to her also folded her hands and said silently in her heart: "You must enter." ”

Jones said with a big grin: "Don't worry, I've been teammates with Wen Hao for so long, I don't know how his free throws are?" When it comes to free throws, there is hardly anyone on our team who can beat him. Even if he is placed in the whole league, he is also at the forefront. These street players don't usually practice a lot of free throws, so it's fine......"

Of course, there are also people who often watch NBA games among street fans, and they are quite familiar with Wen Hao's performance on the court. I often see Wen Hao's 100% free throw shooting rate in a single game. So far in the season, Wen Hao's free throw shooting rate has remained around 95%, which is definitely a very scary number. Therefore, when they saw that the ball was decided by free throws, they knew that the ball was almost 100% in the hands of Wen Hao.

Under everyone's gaze, Wen Hao walked to the free throw line, took the ball from Duke Tango's hand, smiled indifferently, and shot. The basketball slammed over the edge of the basket and bounced out. The supporters of Wen Hao around him sighed.

"Free throws decide the ball, and the NBA finisher wins." Duke Tango said, tossing the ball to Anderson.

Jones Fly on the sidelines was shocked and surprised: "How is it possible? How is it possible not to enter? It's impossible. ”

There have been many free throw games in the Rockets, and almost every time Wen Hao is the first. The free throw just now, looking at Wen Hao's hand shape, movement, and breath, no matter what aspect he is, it is impossible to miss the penalty. Why did he miss it all of a sudden?

If you can't afford it, you frowned: "I said that I didn't let it be compared or not, but now it's good, but before I compare, the ball will be lost first, what can I do?" ”

Elena clenched her small fists, followed Wen Hao on the field step by step, and said firmly: "I believe in Wen Hao, he will definitely win." ”

On the field, the crusher saw the ball thrown by the Duke of Tango, but did not take it: "What are you doing?" His gaze was fixed on Wen Hao, and his face was not good.

The Duke of Tango next to him looked at the crusher suspiciously. What's going on here?

"Why do you deliberately miss it?" The crusher asked with a cold face, "Since you want to be fair, then all links must be fair, why do you want to be punished?" ”

"It's nothing, I'm just unsteady on my hands." Wen Hao replied.

"Don't you think it's an insult to me?" The crusher does not give up.

"If you think so, I can't help it." Wen Hao said.

"Well, although you deliberately lost to me on the free throw, in the game, I will never show mercy." The crusher said viciously.

"Let's get started." Wen Hao still had that indifferent tone.

It was only at this time that the nearby fans knew that Wen Hao had deliberately missed the penalty.

"Why would he do that?"

"Who knows, get nervous." Another fan said.

"I think he's afraid that he will lose too much face, so he takes the initiative to miss first, hoping that the NBA finisher can let him one or two. But it seems that the NBA finishers will not be soft-hearted. ”

"Since I came to Rock Park, I didn't let this say, just look at the eyes of the NBA terminators, and you can see how miserable this Chinese will be in a while." It was a die-hard fan of a crusher who spoke.

Amid the discussion of the fans, the showdown between the two is finally about to begin.

The first goal is scored by the crusher. With a black face, he took the ball thrown by the fan and began to dribble slowly outside the three-point line.

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