The domineering voice ran through the audience.

Everyone couldn't believe their ears at all, someone dared to provoke the black foot, and they had to ride the black foot at the free throw line, which is too crazy.

"Buckle your sister, you think you are Jordan. I've been playing basketball for eight years, and no one has ever dared to dunk on my head! ”

"Damn, there's a kind of you deduct one for Lao Tzu to see!"

The black feet are furious, and the divine power of the whole body is concentrated on the two legs, and according to Qin Yi, it is a sweeping leg.

Whew!

The legs of the gods, which were as heavy as a thousand pounds, were mixed with strong wind, and they came violently.

Don't say it's two flesh and blood legs, even the robot and the stake have to be broken in half.

Once again, the audience's hearts rose to their throats!

Is this handsome young man in a long shirt just abolished?

Hey!

Qin Yi smiled coldly, without the slightest fear on his face, full of contempt.

Bang!

The black foot thundered with a leg and smashed it Qin Yi's leg.

Ouch!

The audience felt a heart-piercing pain when they saw it!

Yes!

Just when everyone thought that Qin Yi's leg was useless, the black foot had already fallen to the ground holding his leg, letting out a howl like killing a pig.

"Huh?"

"What's the situation?"

Everyone was stunned, they had seen a broken leg, but they had never seen someone kick someone like this.

Once again, they doubted their eyes.

Who the hell kicked whom?

"Damn, what the fuck is wrong with Blackfoot?"

Zhang Zhiyao asked with wide eyes.

"Me, my legs, ah......"

Black Feet hugged his legs, covered in cold sweat, and cried loudly.

He never expected that this leg swept out, like smashing on Sun Monkey's golden hoop stick.

That's a fucking hard!

What's even more terrifying is that he clearly felt a huge anti-shock force coming from Qin Yi's leg, and this force drilled into his leg, shattering every bone.

Just as Blackfoot screamed.

Qin Yi's face was solemn, and he burst into a shout: "Death to those who stand in my way!" ”

But seeing him take two steps forward, his left foot stepped on the crotch of the black foot, and his right foot borrowed the head of the black foot, like stepping on the ladder, he rose more than a foot high, volleyed a perfect 720-degree spin, held the ball in one hand, and made a great consummation in the air, and it was a violent dunk according to the basket!

Rumble!

Hoop Boom!

Qin Yi's arms stretched wildly, looking up to the sky and roaring.

OMG!

Everyone is stupid!

Where is this flying man, it is simply a god man!

The free throw line jumps on the spot, and the 720-degree turn in the air is dunked!

I'm afraid that those NBA dunk kings will die of shame when they see it!

Zhang Zhiyao, Di Fengyun and others were completely stunned, they thought they were good at street ball, they could shoot and dunk, but in the face of the beast-like Qin Yi, they could only admire.

The audience erupted in thunderous shouts.

Of course, there are also unlucky ones.

Poor black feet, he doesn't know how many people's legs have been wasted and how many people's eggs have been exploded in his life.

Now that he has tasted the bitter fruit, his spine has been broken by Qin Yi, let alone playing ball in this life, it is good to be able to live and take care of himself.

"Cow, cow!"

Di Fengyun muttered.

"Brother Yi, blow up this group of bastards!"

Wei Wei and the others also shouted to their heart's content.

"4 to 3, Villa No. 2 is one point ahead."

Wang Dahai announced excitedly.

He had a hunch that the basketball bully in the Sunset Community had changed hands.

"Lao Ba, is this kid possessed by Superman?"

"It's too fucking sideways."

Zhang Zhiyao came back to his senses, rubbed his face vigorously with his hands, and scolded.

"Don't panic Zhang Shao, I think this kid is better at light work, and he has a bit of a hard foundation, so the black feet are on the road."

"You score first, and in the next game, I will personally defend him, and I will definitely kill him."

Lao Ba put his hands behind his back, still very calm.

What Qin Yi showed was not enough to be linked to the Grandmaster, he didn't make up for it just now, and he was carefully observing it from the sidelines.

"Good!"

Zhang Zhiyao kicked the black feet twitching on the ground like a wild dog, threatened to kill the whole family, drove ducks to the shelves, called two helpers to come up, and gathered enough five people.

"Paozi, it's up to you to get it next."

"Your uncle, serve."

Zhang Zhiyao walked over to Wang Dahai, grabbed the ball angrily, and walked to the bottom line.

This time it was their turn to attack, and he personally served to the cannon, and then the cannon passed it back.

Qin Yi was not in a hurry, and retreated to the three-point line with Fu Wanqing.

For him, it's a lot of fun.

Think back then, when he was in high school, he was also a commotion on the basketball court, but he never thought about abusing vegetables like this, so he had to have a good time?

Zhang Zhiyao had just crossed the midfield and exchanged a look with the cannon.

The white and thin man of the cannon is not the main defender, this guy has a killer feature, that is, three points.

Known as Aaron II, the Chinese god of cuteness!

Don't look at the small eyes, the feel is quite good, and it once set a miracle of 100 points in a single game in the Youth Olympic team.

Every time Zhang Zhiyao goes out to play, he has to take this goods with him, but he usually doesn't use it.

There is no need for this goods in the tailwind bureau, because it is too against the sky, and only when the headwind bureau is in the headwind bureau, will this big killer weapon be used.

Now it's one point behind.

Qin Yi looked like he had two brushes, and Zhang Zhiyao was not allowed to use this killing weapon.

As soon as the two made eye contact, just one step past the halfway line, and still far from the three-point line, Zhang Zhiyao slammed the ball to the gun.

The cannon was not ambiguous, and when he took the ball, a grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "When you meet Lao Tzu, count you unlucky, go and die!" ”

Then, with a standard wrist shake, the ball flicked out from the supple fingertips.

"It's not good, Brother Yi, this kid is Aaron II, a three-point god pitcher!"

Di Fengyun, who had been immersed in joy and excitement, came back to his senses and screamed silently.

"It's okay!"

Qin Yi smiled, flashed out ghostly, and rose into the air.

"your Aaron II, the Chinese god of moe!"

Cannon only heard a sneer, and then a cyan figure appeared in the sky above him like a big bird, and then the big white palm enlarged in front of him.

The next moment, all that was left in his eyes was the big hand that covered the sky.

Bang!

A hot slap in the face of a bloody cap!

The basketball is like a volleyball, it is directly shot out, flying across the entire half, and with a clang, it falls directly into the opposite basket.

It's a big deal!

I'm not blind!

Block three points?

Is this still human?

"No one can score three points in my head!"

Qin Yi ruthlessly dropped a sentence, and just stepped over from the cannon domineeringly.

"You, you ......"

Paozi just watched the young man in green shirt go away, and his heart felt a burst of despair.

"No more playing, no more playing, I'm never going to play basketball again."

The cannon yelled, then rushed out of the field screaming like a madman.

"Yay!"

Di Fengyun and the others rushed over, jumping excitedly and crashing into Qin Yi, all over the audience with their arms stretched out and ears sided, and all kinds of POSS attracted bursts of cheers.

That posture was a hundred times happier than scoring a goal.

PS: I think I was also a good man on the basketball court back then, and I still miss the joy of beating the opponent on the court and killing the penalty area with a dragon, and now I just want to say bitterly, go to your uncle's basketball dream!

(End of chapter)