Chapter Seventy-Six: A Long Ball!

The boos on the sidelines were still there, and even some people had already adjusted the camera or photo angle of their mobile phones, ready to capture the picture of Duan Yi flying past Zhong Jinyun and scoring the winning goal.

Su Ying was still crowded in the crowd, but she was in a very bad mood. I thought of taking Zhong Jinyun over to watch Duan Yifei's bullfight, and then catch this kid with good heads-up ability to analyze it, but I didn't expect it to be such an embarrassing scene now.

Su Ying didn't speak, and her eyes looked directly at the silent Zhong Jinyun on the field.

Suddenly, Zhong Jinyun lowered his body and pulled up his trouser legs.

What!

Everyone watched in amazement as Zhong Jinyun slowly untied the strap tied to his left foot, his gestures were very slow, his movements were very light, and he circled there.

Duan Yifei couldn't understand the purpose of the kid's actions in front of him, and he also watched Zhong Jinyun untie the thick protective belt with some emotion.

He couldn't hear it, and every time he untied the circle, Zhong Jinyun was holding his heart with words.

How can it be?

Although he is wearing a protective belt, it is impossible to be poured four goals in a row by the one in front of him, and each ball is fatal and difficult to prevent.

Me, Zhong Jinyun! How can it be?

Time seems to have slowed down a lot, and Zhong Jinyun's action is very long.

Finally, the protective belt was completely removed, Zhong Jinyun held the protective belt in his hand, and walked towards Su Ying on the sidelines, regardless of the sighs and abuses of others.

Su Ying looked at Zhong Jinyun who came over blankly, raised her hand uncontrollably, and followed the protective belt.

The thing was very light, but when Su Ying took it, she felt her body sink and her knees bent downward, which was too weird.

Zhong Jinyun didn't speak, put down the belt, reached out and patted it twice, then turned around and returned to the field.

"Come on!" Zhong Jinyun jumped a few steps lightly, and said to Duan Yifei, who was surprised.

I've unbuckled the belt, the last ball, come on.

Duan Yifei, come on!

……

It was the long-lost sound of the ball hitting the ground again, bringing the whole noisy scene into a dead world.

Duan Yifei's gaze stopped at Zhong Jinyun's eyes, the steady eyeballs, and the determination that ignited in the middle, changed the anger and disappointment of the previous moment, making Duan Yifei's body a little stiff unconsciously.

The corners of Duan Yifei's and Zhong Jinyun's mouths raised at the same angle at the same time to show their strongest battle intent.

The sound of the ball flew by, Duan Yifei took the lead in speed, and at the same time, his feet accurately stepped on Zhong Jinyun's front section under the control of his subconscious, and his mind was quickly calculating Zhong Jinyun's next move.

Sure enough, Zhong Jinyun did not expect Duan Yifei to retreat!

Well done, that's it.

The corners of Duan Yifei's mouth flushed with a smile, and his expression was determined to win.

Just as Zhong Jinyun's body rose with his footsteps and retreated, Duan Yifei's body was like an extremely precise switch, instantly stopping his momentum.

Retreat and retreat at the same time.

Everyone shouted, and the distance between the two fingers was pulled into two positions in the blink of an eye.

This distance is too suitable for Duan Yifei's shooting.

Therefore, Duan Yifei didn't even think about it. The feet began to get closer, and the hands were also intended to be closed, which was about to make a jumper.

Everyone is overjoyed, after all, the distance is so far away, even if you are quick to make up for the defense, you can only look at the ball and sigh.

Everything is like a budget, even if you have a strong fighting will, it is useless, in front of me,

Porous!

Just when the corners of Duan Yifei's mouth were about to bloom with the brightest smile, which represented victory and the smile of the king, he heard the sound of breaking the wind and kicking the ground, and then it was swept by the wind, the big hand that restored the skynet, Zhong Jinyun was the person with magical martial arts at this moment, and he did not hesitate at all, only at the moment of retreat, he could complete the next step of the blocking action.

Duan Yifei was shocked and hurriedly withdrew his hand, but fortunately, he didn't make much action just now and didn't make a mistake of turning his wrist.

It just so happens that in this defense, Zhong Jinyun has already poured all his strength into his body, if I accelerate again, you can really only watch the basket pass through the net.

The precision machine is still running, and everything is still as Duan Yifei expected.

I saw Duan Yifei, who quickly sank down, like a galloping bullet out of the muzzle, approaching the Nets when the wind and dust were blowing.

The three steps were completed, and the moment he took off, Duan Yifei's unfinished smile finally bloomed.

This one, or I win!

He looked back with a smile, but saw a gaze that crossed his heart, and then a figure whistling like a wave, and with a sharp sound, Zhong Jinyun actually appeared behind him.

How can it be!

This time, Gui Duan Yifei's heart shouted this sentence.

What a reflex and what an incredible speed of bullets.

"Wow~~~~!!!!!!" There was a sound of admiration on behalf of disbelief from the audience, at least at this moment, the two of them were still on equal footing,-for-tat.

It's up to these two aerial opponents to face each other in the air that only exists for more than a second.

Duan Yifei was still the first to make a move, and the ball raised in his right hand was quickly withdrawn, so as not to be hammered by Zhong Jinyun. Then, with the strength of his waist and abdomen, he withdrew the ball into his abdomen, watched Zhong Jinyun's actions and then made movements.

To his surprise, Zhong Jinyun didn't raise one hand to seal it just now, like most people, his hands were on his waist, with a momentum that if you don't make a move, I won't make a move.

What kind of person is this, dare to behave like this!

Duan Yifei felt more and more cold sweat on his forehead, and at the same time, his body began to decline. To his astonishment, the figure in front of him had not yet descended, and had completely occupied his airspace.

Damn it!

Duan Yifei didn't have time to think about it, he used his last strength in the air to throw the ball upwards with all his might, it didn't feel like a layup at all, but a desperate dog jumped off the wall, waiting for the verdict of fate.

At this time!

Zhong Jinyun's hand was raised, although Duan Yifei's body was still horizontal in the air, blocking his hand from touching the basketball, but he didn't care about that, he had to use his last strength to try to touch the flying basketball, trying to change its final trajectory and rotation.

At that moment, everyone's eyes were straight, their hands were covering their mouths, and their voices disappeared into this dimension, and everything in front of them was unbelievable!

Even those who were holding their phones ready to capture the best images had their hands stretched out weakly, allowing them to slip to the ground.

Su Ying was the same, she couldn't hold the lighter belt, and let it be carried away by the breeze that had just blown.

At this moment, the basketball and the hand shine in the light with everyone's gaze.

Everyone wants to know,

Is this ball going through the net or blocking the line?