Chapter Seventy-One: If Miracles Have Colors
If Bai Yan was a low-key and restrained elegant man before, then standing on the basketball court at this moment, he is a terrifying monster that has awakened, with a king-like momentum, enveloping the audience!
Arrogant, powerful, evil!
This is the true essence of the Demon Lord!
"Come on, little bunny, Daddy will teach you how to play basketball. ”
The corners of Bai Yan's mouth were slightly hooked, and he smiled evilly.
Injured players?
No, no, no, this doesn't affect Bai Yan's desire to fight at all!
In any field, he must be the strongest!
Because Bai Yan is a natural king!
"You still dare to be hard-mouthed, brothers, play him to death for me!"
Li Feiwen was shocked by Bai Yan's momentum, and then recovered, and he roared maliciously.
Several strong black men with a height of nearly two meters rushed over with a sneer, they are not here to play! This momentum, this posture, is to beat people!
They're just going to foul!
They just want to beat Bai Yan!
Bai Yan smiled.
Want to fight?
Ignorant mortals, how dare you anger the majesty of the Demon Lord!
"Yellow-skinned monkey, come to Uncle Ben's awesome!"
The black man smirked and bumped into him.
Many timid girls in the stands couldn't help but cover their eyes, they couldn't bear to see the scene of the thin Bai Yan being knocked out.
The referee blew the whistle frantically: "Foul!
However, they ignored the referee's warning, continued to accelerate, and were determined to crash into Bai Yan, who was dribbling the ball!
"Bump!"
The two-meter-tall man rushed over frantically and hit Bai Yan's body.
Bai Yan smiled lightly, did not move at all, his muscles bulged slightly, and his qi ran and rebounded!
A huge force came out of Bai Yan's body, Bai Yan was casual, only to see a few black strong men who bumped into him, but he flew out fiercely!
"Ahh
The strong men screamed miserably, spitting blood from their mouths, and the crisp sound of "Ka Cha!" broke out, and they flew upside down a full five meters!
Want to cripple the Demon Lord?
I think you're really brain-dead!
Even if you don't know how to use the power of the demon identity, you can't bear the Gang Qi protection body of the human identity alone!
Bai Yan sneered, in the state of protecting his body, his physical fitness was five times that of ordinary people! As long as he used a little force, these strong black men would not be able to bear it, and they would dare to use the method of dealing with Fu Chao and others to deal with me?
What a group of mortals who are not afraid of death!
"Oh my God!"
“oh my god!”
The spectators in the stands were stunned, what was going on?
A few strong men bumped into a skinny boy and flew out by themselves? Why did they spit blood? Is this a martial arts movie? The special effects are so realistic?
The referee was also stunned, and the whistle in his mouth fell on the ground without noticing.
There was silence on the field, followed by a loud cheer!
"White words!"
"White words!"
"White words!"
Everyone was cheering for Bai Yan.
The referee was awakened by the cheers of the crowd, he picked up the whistle and rushed over angrily, showing red cards to several black strong men: "You guys foul, get off!"
"Referee, it's this kid who hit someone!"
"Yes, he must know Chinese kung fu, he fouls!"
"How can you use Chinese kung fu to play basketball!"
The strong black men cried out weakly.
"Bullshit! Lao Tzu saw you crashing over! And then he flew away inexplicably! Where did Bai Yan hit you?"
The referee was furious: "Hurry up!"
The black strong men wanted to cry without tears, and they were sent off the field without hitting anyone: "Referee, we can't get up, it hurts." ”
The black men didn't lie, Bai Yan rebounded too hard, and they felt like their ribs were broken.
"School doctor, carry these scum down for me!"
The referee shouted back.
The game continued, substitutes came on, Li Feiwen kept letting the players rush over to stop Bai Yan, but Bai Yan's speed was extremely fast and powerful!
No one can stop him at all!
Even if it is a clear foul to block it, it can only be exchanged for the ending of being injured, being sent off, and scoring in vain.
Fu Chao and the players have completely lost their combat effectiveness, they are all gathered under the rebounds of their own homes, Bai Yan wanders alone in the encirclement of the opposing players, like a flexible butterfly, easily enters the core area, turns around and dribbles the ball, jumps with his back to the basket, and slams back!
"Bump!"
The basketball entered the frame, and the basket made a creaking sound under the huge force of Bai Yan, and the basket kept trembling!
Another dashing violent dunk!
"Wow, Bai Yan is so handsome!"
"Bai Yan, I love you to death!"
"Brother Yan, I'm going to give you a monkey!"
The girls in the stands screamed one after another! The student beauties of all colors couldn't help but tremble, and their beautiful eyes bloomed with amazing light and color!
There's no woman who doesn't love such violent dunk movements.
Handsome!
Bai Yan's chic backward dunk action made the atmosphere in the stands climax again!
In the face of the strong Bai Yan, Li Feiwen and the others were simply unable to stop the effective defense.
They could only watch Bai Yan dunk, jump shots, three-point shots, and rebounds all grabbed, and then watched Bai Yan break through the defense of himself and others, and shoot in a dashing manner.
The score gradually opened, and in the last minute when the game was about to end, Bai Yan stood at the half-court dividing line, bent his knees and jumped, and made a dashing half-court long shot!
"Stop!"
Li Feiwen roared, this ball must be stopped!
This is no longer a question of winning or losing the game, this long-range pitch is related to Li Feiwen's dignity!
If Bai Yan's half-court long-range shot is successful, this is to slap Li Feiwen in the face in front of the whole school's teachers and students!
Li Feiwen and the players roared and jumped up to stop it, but the basketball was thrown very high by Bai Yan, and the basketball crossed a beautiful arc, rubbing the fingertips of Li Feiwen and others, and smashed the basket!
The basketball spun around the edge of the hoop and ended up in the frame!
A sharp whistle blows, and the game is over!
The score was 133 to 6.
Within an hour, Bai Yan broke through the siege of Li Feiwen's players in less than a minute on average and scored a goal!
Bai Yan alone opened a gap of more than 150 points!
Crush Li Feiwen's team strongly!
Blow up your opponents!
Li Feiwen's face was extremely ugly, he felt a hot pain on his face, where is this an hour-long basketball game! This is as if Li Feiwen was slapped by Bai Yan for an hour!
The whole show is Bai Yan's one-man performance time!
This sense of humiliation is very strong, and it constantly stimulates Li Feiwen's self-esteem.
When the referee announced that the basketball team of the College of Arts had won, Li Feiwen went down angrily, and the professional basketball team that had spent a lot of money to build was defeated by Bai Yan!
The audience cheered thunderously, and everyone looked at Bai Yan with great emotion.
"Bai Yan! Bai Yan!"
"Bai Yan, I love you!"
"Bai Yan, you must win the championship!"
The boys and girls were very excited, especially the students of the Faculty of Letters, who held their heads up with pride, and their faces were full of pride.
"That's the white words of our class!"
"You know, when I was in class, I sat behind Bai Yan! At that time, I knew that Bai Yan in our hospital was very good!"
"Let me tell you, you know Fu Chao, a Chinese student, right? The little overlord of Moshi University! He is also from the College of Liberal Arts, and he is also Bai Yan's little brother!"
Many students of the Faculty of Arts pulled the people in the nearby stands, talked freely about Bai Yan, talked about the basketball team of the Faculty of Letters, and even a group of people who were not familiar with Bai Yan insisted that they and Bai Yan were good brothers, enjoying the envious gaze of people.
Many female students secretly approached students in the Faculty of Arts and tried to find out Bai Yan's contact information and phone number.
An Xiaowan smiled happily, she was like a bright and pure lotus, blooming for Bai Yan.
On the basketball court, Li Feiwen left the court with the team members, and then there was a match between the Faculty of Science and the Faculty of Arts, with the Faculty of Science winning and the Faculty of Arts and the Faculty of Business.
Li Feiwen ran out of substitutes, so Li Feiwen lost again in this game!
Millions of Australian dollars were spent on the help of professional basketball players, but there was no doubt that they could only settle for the fourth position, and they didn't even make it to the top three!
The teams of the Faculty of Science and Bai Yan competed for the championship and runner-up.
The teams on both sides came on the field, and the stands were full of one-sided cheers for Bai Yan's support.
"Bai Yan, come on!"
"Brother Yan, win the championship!"
The cheers were thunderous and lively.
The black captain of the College of Science was very self-aware, he had already been defeated by Bai Yan once before, and he didn't want to lose face again.
The black captain of the College of Science smiled at Bai Yan and then said to the referee.
"Referee, we throw in the towel. ”
The referee nodded and agreed to their abstention, Fu Chao had an expression of disbelief on his face, all of their players went into battle with injuries, and only Bai Yan had combat effectiveness.
On the other hand, the members of the Faculty of Science had sufficient physical strength and were fully substituted, and they could have continued the game, but they abstained on the spot.
The black captain looked at Bai Yan with a smile: "Bai Yan, this is my respect for you, and it is also for the Chinese people." Your basketball skills are really good!"
Bai Yan smiled and nodded at the black captain, which was considered a return gift.
The team from the Faculty of Science abstained from voting and finished second and the Faculty of Arts finished third.
The all-Chinese team of the Faculty of Arts won the championship trophy!
Fu Chao's lips trembled slightly with excitement: "Brother Yan, let's ..... Is it a champion?"
Bai Yan said indifferently: "Otherwise, I said that since I am on the field, I must win the championship." ”
Either you don't do it, or you have to do it to do your best!
This is the principle of doing things in the vernacular!
"It's a miracle, Brother Yan!"
Rao is steady Chen Fei and Zhang Kailiang, and they can't help but be excited at this time.
"A miracle?"
Bai Yan smiled: "If a miracle has a color, it must be red." ”
"If miracles have a color, it must be red!"
Li Xu couldn't help but raise his head and shout, his face was full of blood, and he was extremely excited!
"Yes!"
"The color of the miracle, as far as TM should be red!"
"Yes! It's our Huaxia Red!!"
In the stands, no matter which department the Chinese students from, they couldn't help but stand up, and they were shouting together.
"If a miracle has a color, it must be a Chinese red !!"
"If a miracle has a color, it must be a Chinese red !!"
"If a miracle has a color, it must be a Chinese red !!"
Every Chinese student shouted hoarsely, their voices were like thunder, roaring and shaking the sky, gathering together, like a tide, almost lifting the ceiling of the gymnasium.
All the foreign students were stunned, their faces full of shock, their mouths stunned, and they watched this scene in disbelief.
They looked at the thousands of Chinese students, and at the same time, there was no rehearsal, but they shouted in unison.
That is the pride of the nation, that is the pride of being a Chinese person!
In this world, there is no race that can have such a strong sense of national pride as the Yanhuang race!
If miracles have a color, it must be the red of China!
In vain, he created an impossible miracle!