"Slam Dunk!"

A uniform voice sounded on the court, Gu Xiaoran's excited little face flushed, and he led the cheerleaders to cheer up.

The students in the second and third classes, including students from other grades, also slapped their hands and shouted a slam dunk at this time.

It's no wonder that they are like this, it is really in Jiang University, and a picture like slam dunk is rare to see!

Although it doesn't mean that no one can dunk, but when it comes to the game, and it's a dunk from another person, this kind of thing is not something that ordinary people can do.

What's more, slam dunk and dunk, although they look similar, are not the same thing at all.

It can be said that Leng Feng is definitely not the only one who can dunk in the entire Jiang University, but there is no one who can dunk like this!

"Free throw line, dunk every other person!"

It's so awesome, the rookie actually flies!

Maybe it's because they're on the basketball court, and these guys have even forgotten what the cold front is.

Several of Liu Peng's teammates ran over excitedly, and one of them smashed Leng Feng's punch, saying, "Damn! You are pretending to be a rookie again?" and said that you can't play basketball, and the slam dunk is so awesome!"

Leng Feng thought to himself: I had only heard of a slam dunk before, and as soon as he jumped up, he subconsciously made such a move! ”

Afraid that they wouldn't believe it, Leng Feng added: "Really, if I want to meet early, why wait until now?"

Dizzy! Liu Peng and the others were quite speechless for his pretending to be smoking.

Zhang Bin was also dumbfounded, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, he trembled and pointed at Leng Feng, and said to the younger brothers: "Did you see it? I said that this grandson is pretending to be a rookie, damn it, he deliberately wants to play me to death!"

Several younger brothers shouted: "What are you shouting, the game is not over yet, look at the score, you have won?"

The referee remembered that he would continue the game, but looking at the court, it was already surrounded by a sea of people.

There are even more girls screaming and squeezing in, and they are almost squeezed into the middle of the field. Hurriedly found some teachers and students to maintain order, cleared the venue, and the game continued.

Leng Feng tasted the sweetness this time, as long as the ball was broken in his hand, it would be a heavy dunk without saying a word, and he couldn't stop it.

Every time a ball was smashed, it was followed by a scream from the sidelines. Originally, he was a low-key person, except for the management of Class 03, there were not many people in the entire Jiang University who knew him, but now the entire playground resounded with rhythmic shouts: "Leng Feng, slam dunk!" Leng Feng, slam dunk!"

Seeing the scoreboard of Class 03 flipped up, Zhang Bin's tears were about to fall, and he said: "I'll fuck Leng Feng, you don't have to pretend to be so forced, right? Even if you are a master, can you shoot normally? If you don't dunk, can you fucking die?"

Leng Feng smiled at the corner of his mouth: It's really not that I sincerely pretend with you, if I don't pour blue, I really can't throw it in!

A shocking dunk greatly boosted the morale of the 03 squad members, as if they had collectively smoked marijuana, people blocked and killed, Buddha blocked and killed Buddha, and even Liu Peng and a few people also scored a lot of beautiful goals.

Leng Feng has become the soul of the field, like a blazing flame, clashes back and forth, vertical and horizontal, wherever people go, the crazy breath will burn! Everyone's eyes are focused on him, and the name Leng Feng resounded throughout the playground again and again!

On the other hand, in the fourth class, the arrogance suddenly fell to the lowest point.

The five players even included Zhang Bin, and Leng Feng's thunderous heavy buckle completely destroyed their will.

In their opinion, Leng Feng is obviously a peerless master who is deeply hidden, but he wants to pretend to torture people, mixing pigs and eating tigers, just like a cat grabs a mouse and refuses to bite to death, but wants to slowly play and torture to death. This is undoubtedly the greatest humiliation for any competitive player, and it is even more unacceptable than slapping a big mouth in front of him!

Just like in martial arts novels, once a master is defeated, he would rather choose suicide than be humiliated, this is the truth. And Zhang Bin and his gang are people who claim to be masters.

Of course, if they knew that Leng Feng was actually suffering and couldn't shoot the basketball, so they slammed the dunk head-on, and there was a chance that they would crash to death on the basketball hoop.

That's the way it is on the basketball court, once one side plays with momentum, it is invincible and invincible.

The court was already one-sided, watching the score soar from 39-87 to 88-90, and the only three-pointer scored by the fourth class in the second half was a half-pass and half-shot goal scored by a player from the midfield, completely relying on luck.

There are still two points left to catch up with the opponent, and the game is also at the end of the game at this time.

This time it was Zhang Bin who took the ball, after all, he was experienced, look at the time, it was less than a minute, and it was estimated that if he rushed up, the ball would be broken again, so he simply gave up the attack and only played on the periphery to delay time.

Although Leng Feng didn't know much about playing basketball, he could guess his intentions, and seeing that there was not much time, he took the initiative to attack and chased after Zhang Bin.

As soon as Zhang Bin saw Leng Feng, he turned around and ran away, running around with the ball, and the latter chased after him.

The two of them ran one after the other, running two or three laps around the court. The surrounding classmates shouted: "What are you doing, playing basketball or running 100 meters? If you want to run 100 meters to the track, don't delay us watching the ball!"

There was a burst of laughter and boos from Class 03, and the students cheering for Class 4 had their heads buried in their chests, saying that they were embarrassed today and thrown home!

Zhang Bin was driven around like a mouse, and was soon forced into a corner, feints and dribbles under his crotch, jumping up and down, and using all his strength.

It's a pity that in Leng Feng's eyes, it's like a child's joke. Rushing left and right didn't work, but he was forced to be dizzy, Zhang Bin said angrily: "Leng Feng, you're not fucking finished? How much enmity do I have with you, you can fucking chase me alone, right?"

Leng Feng was stunned for a moment, and said casually: "The ball is in your hand, who am I not chasing you?"

He really didn't know the rules of the basketball game, and he thought that there was something wrong with chasing people like this, so he couldn't help but be stunned for a while, and this distraction was also a lot slower.

For Zhang Bin, this is simply a pie falling from the sky, his excited hands are trembling, his feet are cross-cutting, followed by a beautiful turn, holding the ball in his hand and making a layup in three steps. One step, two steps, three steps! Basketball goes into the net!

"Aha! The ball is in! Leng Feng, you pretend to force me again, you will break me again......?

Zhang Bin danced in ecstasy, but after dancing twice, he felt that something was wrong, his teammates on the field were looking at him sadly and angrily, and the students watching from the sidelines looked at themselves more like idiots.