So the master and apprentice went home separately and didn't mention it.

The next day, after the morning class, Su Musha and several boys in his class rushed to work in the direction of the school's gymnasium, ready to change into their jerseys and play a friendly match with the team of Class 3.

The little fat man Luo Xiaotian is extraordinarily open-minded and cheerful, and he has completely teased Su Musha with a bad taste yesterday. Along the way, he was chattering around the "Great God Su", if he didn't know that Su Musha didn't like others to get too close, this thing would definitely have to step forward and hug someone's neck!

When several teammates behind him saw this scene, they couldn't help but laugh, no wonder Luo Xiaopang was so excited, with the great god Su Musha here, they will definitely win this game!

When a few people came to the door of the changing room in the gymnasium, several basketball players from the third class also happened to come over. They have already changed their jerseys, all of them are tall and big, their skin is tanned, their tendons are full of wild flesh, and the occasional glances are also cold, and they are completely unkind.

When the last player, who was nearly two meters tall, passed by Su Musha, he let out a cold snort from his nose: "Weak chicken!" ”

"You!" When several of Su Musha's classmates heard this, where could they stand this kind of provocation, they immediately rolled up their sleeves and wanted to step forward to fight with this person, but they were stopped by Su Musha reaching out and reaching out.

When the player in the third class saw it, he thought that this little white face was afraid of him, so he immediately smiled proudly and strode away from here.

"Xiao Su, can you bear this?!"

"The third class is too arrogant, and they just owe a lesson!"

"Xiao Su, why are you stopping us, it's not like we can't beat him!"

“…………”

Su Musha waited for everyone to finish complaining, and then said slowly: "Of course I'm not angry, because what this person said is not the truth, is it?" ”

Everyone was choked for a moment, and suddenly had such a feeling - yes, whether Su Musha was a weak chicken or not, they didn't know. Why be angry at someone else's slander?

Seeing that they had all figured it out, Su Musha continued to move forward, opened the door of the locker room and walked in. continued: "Moreover, if there is a conflict with him at this time and you make a move, then ¤∞dǐng¤∞diǎn¤∞ small ¤ ∞ say, .2≡3.●os_ (); We will definitely be punished by the rules and regulations of the school, we will probably be banned from playing basketball, and we will eventually lose without a fight, so why should we let the whole school see a joke for the sake of a battle of will. It's better to beat them on the basketball court with injuries, so that those people in the third class lose and have nothing to say. It's really nice to be defeated by what you call a 'weak chicken'. Do you think I'm right? ”

Several of his classmates looked at each other in admiration, and at the same time thought in their hearts: This is the real ruthless method! But...... When Xiao Su said this, why did he have a perverted and perverted atmosphere, this must be their delusion_(:∠)_?

Su Musha opened his cupboard, and before taking off his clothes, he took off his glasses and planned to put them in the cabinet - after all, it was too inconvenient to play basketball with glasses, but the moment he took off his glasses, he saw a headless male ghost with a translucent body sitting in his cupboard in a rather distorted posture, and his head was being held in his arms. Su Mu looked over, just opposite the ghost's eyes.

The male ghost's head blinked.

Su Musha: "...... (?? _??)”

The male ghost trembled, carefully holding his head and crawling out of the cabinet, seeing that Su Musha did not mean to deal with himself, he smeared oil under his feet...... No, the ghost has no legs, and it escaped without a trace in an instant.

- Mother, he originally saw that there was some aura in this closet, so he wanted to come in and stay for a while, but he didn't expect to be "lucky" to hide directly in the cabinet of the human soul master. In the future, he will never enter this gymnasium again, and he will not come again!

There was no resentment on that ghost, and Su Musha didn't bother to care about it. He took off his jacket and shirt and changed into his jersey.

Looking at the curves of his body exposed because of his violent movements, Luo Xiaopang was almost drooling - of course, he was not interested in Su Dashen's body, what he liked was always soft and cute sister paper - it was really because Su Dashen's firm and tight muscles were too tempting to look at the six-pack abs, look at the biceps and triceps, look at the ...... Tut-tut, is it a man who wishes he could have such a figure?!

Pinched his soft belly meat, Luo Xiaopang decided that he must eat one less bowl of rice when he goes home tonight (_???!

"Luo Xiaopang! What's the fuss?! If we don't leave, we'll be late! The classmate next to him couldn't bear to punch him in the shoulder. They all changed into their uniforms, and Luo Xiaopang was still in a daze without doing anything, isn't this a bad beating!

Luo Xiaotian let out an "oh" and quickly changed his clothes.

Everyone packed up before leaving the locker room. Luo Xiaotian suddenly laughed and said, "Brothers, we haven't shouted the slogan before we played!" ”

Su Musha also laughed and stretched out a hand. "One class, you will win!"

The rest of the students also laughed, stretched out their hands and put them on Su Musha's hand, and said in unison:

"One class will win!"

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At noon, the basketball game between the first and third classes of the junior business school finally officially began.

This time the game was played in the West Basketball Court. In fact, there is an indoor basketball hall, the sun is not shining, the rain is not wet, and the temperature is also very suitable. However, the friends of Class 1 and Class 3 invariably chose Diǎn outdoors. Why, you ask?! The answer, of course, is that it can attract more girls to watch the game outdoors! I can't say which (not long-eyed) girl will be fascinated by their demeanor and posture on the basketball court, and finally throw herself into their arms, hehehehe......

When Su Musha knew the truth, he couldn't help but roll his eyes in his heart, but finally agreed.

The game was so appealing that the basketball court was already surrounded by an enthusiastic crowd of onlookers, so close that it was hard to get even a fly. Of course, among so many people, there are many Luo Xiaopang who want it...... Soft Girl Paper ......

Of course, the reason these people come here isn't just because they want to watch a basketball game. Even more because I heard the news broadcast by the school's news department - I heard that Class 1 and Class 3 are going to play basketball games together?

Which is the junior class 1 basketball team? That's the one who's fought through countless teams without encountering an opponent...... Basketball team. There is a non-"standard" god in this basketball team, as long as he plays, no matter what the opponent's strength is, he can beat them down!

That's really unscientific, right?!

And in today's game, this mysterious god will appear!

As for the third class, it is also a dark horse, several people are tall and big, and all the sports students who are quite good are gathered in this class, and they are invincible when they play.

It's just that these two classes, for some reason, haven't played a game together in the three years of college. This time, it was the third class team that took the initiative. So today's game, how rare it is and how exciting it will be, ten people can see it.

Ahem, no more nonsense.

The students of the third class have already taken their places, and the students of the first class have also arrived. It stands to reason that the average height is at least five centimeters lower than that of the other party, which should be a shame, but after the classmates in the first class were also in place, most of the onlookers, almost all the girls, moved their eyes to the first class, just because there was a young man with a good look......

Look at the skin that looks like white jade, the good-looking facial features like paintings, and the small waist and calves, tsk tsk, they actually don't understand the ball very well, this time they came mainly to see people. Now seeing such a superlative, of course, a heart involuntarily deviates from it.

Next, the race begins. With the referee's whistle, the basketball was also thrown. The player in the third class took advantage of his height and raised his arm, just wanting to catch the basketball, but he didn't want the basketball to be three inches away from his hand, Su Musha next to him suddenly jumped up quickly, slapped the ball away with lightning speed, and fell into the hands of his teammates in front of him.

The players in the third class didn't react at all, okay, he watched the weak chicken in the first class dribble away, until he was pushed by his teammates in the back, he reacted, scolded hatefully, and turned to chase the group of weak chickens.

The players of the third class thought that the success of the first class in grabbing the ball this time was just shit luck, but they didn't expect that next, they really realized what it means to be "desperate".

The whitest-skinned little white face, the body is weirdly flexible, and the explosiveness is amazing, they can't grab any benefits under his hands at all, and the other members of the first class may not be as good as the little white face, but they can't pick any fault with each other perfectly, and they don't give the third class players any chance at all.

The basketball game in the first half became a show of class by class, and the little girl on the sidelines kept screaming like a nymphomaniac.

Until the end of the half, when the third class of players gasped and sweated off the field, they looked at the score - 39:7.

The eyes of the players in the third shift are bloodshot, how is this possible? How could they have been defeated like this?!

Several people looked at each other, and they all saw disbelief in each other's eyes, but they were all true. Their captain took a deep breath and called all the team members over. Then he lowered his voice and said, "That little white face surnamed Su is so powerful that something is wrong." Their team is all up to him, and if we don't find a way to get him off, we won't want to play this game today. ”

"Captain, you mean ......" The latter words were not spoken, and all the team members understood.

"Da Kui, it's your turn this time." The captain glanced at one of the tall, tower-like men in their team. "As before, find a way to get the surname Su to end."

The man named Da Kui snorted and said in a muffled voice: "I understand, captain, don't worry, I will definitely solve this little white face." ”

He was the one who ridiculed Su Mu at the door of the locker room at that time, and now he was slapped in the face like a "weak chicken" in his mouth, of course he couldn't bear it!