The so-called one-goal fame is to move the goals you have practiced countless times to the field, but at that moment, the right time and place are on your side)

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The March breeze, accompanied by the chirping of birds, brushed Zhong Jinyun's sweat-soaked face in the crisp morning sun.

Sunday's Yuhua Stadium has naturally become a rare training court for Zhong Jinyun, quiet and silent, a person can think about his own movements, a person can practice his shooting well, and a person can adapt to his own rhythm.

"Whoosh!"

A sound of wind broke through the quiet morning song and smashed the rebound.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the rebound shook, and the basketball bounced back from the impact, hitting the arms of the startled Zhong Jinyun in the slightest.

Who?

When I turned around, I saw that the person who came was bowing his head, wearing a mask, and even covered his entire head with a hoodie, and then it was still black, from head to toe.

He!?

It's like a glimpse, all the things that happened in Nanmo appear in front of you in an instant, scene by scene, never broken, touching the heart.

Like colorless and tasteless blood, it spreads from the body, and then it seems that the whole person has fallen into an endless abyss, and he can't climb out, and the March sun falls into darkness in an instant.

"You..."

The voice trembled, losing all self-confidence, this moment was not like being on the basketball court, but like an unavoidable defense, Zhong Jinyun was too busy to take care of himself, and his hands and feet felt stiff and redundant wherever he was placed.

"You!"

This time it was the man's voice, low, and the friction of the vocal cords could be clearly heard, unfamiliar, as if the man had suddenly appeared in front of him.

The man stretched out his hand, pointed straight at the basketball in Zhong Jinyun's arms, and said, "Come on!" ”

A commanding tone, without the slightest compromise.

At this moment, Zhong Jinyun was like being in a closed iron cage court, with cold-blooded iron nets on all sides, and in front of him was a terrifying person, and when he turned around, he would perish.

Half-inquired, but did not receive a half-answer.

Zhong Jinyun passed the ball out with some trepidation.

The man caught the ball steadily, hooked his fingers, and motioned for Zhong Jinyun to come forward to defend.

Still trembling, he didn't even react for a long time, Zhong Jinyun knew that he was going to fight with him, but he still couldn't help but be afraid.

As soon as he took a step forward, he felt a loss of strength under his feet, and then suddenly fell to the side.

"Hmph~"

I heard a scornful laugh coming from my throat, making people tremble even more.

Zhong Jinyun made up his mind and finally walked to him, but the man had already bent down, not caring about Zhong Jinyun's position at all.

……

A sudden wind stirred up and hit the face.

"So fast!" Zhong Jinyun secretly complained in his heart, this person's first step was stronger than Bu Xiaotian's lethality and suddenness.

Immediately afterwards, the left hand dribbled the ball, and the amplitude was even greater, which dazzled Zhong Jinyun.

"Damn!"

Zhong Jinyun couldn't help blinking.

In an instant, with a swipe of the side, he strode to the right, and instantly threw over Zhong Jinyun's position.

"What!"

Zhong Jinyun hurriedly jumped and wanted to block it.

Step on!

The sound of rubbing and kicking the ground reached Zhong Jinyun's ears, and the man actually took off.

"Damn, free throw line, how is that possible!"

Zhong Jinyun exclaimed.

As soon as the sentence fell, the person looked up at Zhong Jinyun, and he should have thrown it, shook his wrist, and then retracted it, and a beautiful throwing came into being.

Landing softly, one point in hand.

With another ball, he changed direction with his right hand and started first, killing Zhong Jinyun's defensive penalty area with dust.

Stick!

Stand with your feet crossed, press down with your body, and force the breakthrough.

But in the next second, Zhong Jinyun suddenly felt empty in front of him.

Turn around!?

The body reacted immediately, following the man's steps towards the landing position.

In an instant, the wind and clouds surged.

"It's empty again!"

Zhong Jinyun couldn't bear to open his mouth in surprise, and the two follow-ups were empty.

Yes.

The man didn't turn completely, so he immediately turned back according to the original trajectory, and then turned over and made a jumper, which caught Zhong Jinyun off guard.

Brush!

The clear sound of piercing the net once again told Zhong Jinyun the fact that he was scored.

"It's fast, it's fake!"

Zhong Jinyun was secretly surprised, letting sweat drip on the floor of the court.

The floor is as cold as the man's face, unforgiving and uncaring for any of your feelings.

Without waiting for Zhong Jinyun to adjust slightly, the man made another gliding start.

Like thunder, he threw off Zhong Jinyun's body in an instant, and when he looked at his back, he was empowered.

The black shadow and the wind suddenly overwhelmed the audience.

Lightning flashed and thundered, and it exploded in an instant.

In the early morning of March, he instantly stepped into the endless abyss, hearing countless wails and lamentations, Zhong Jinyun was like a wooden man with his soul drained, and he could only watch this scene helplessly.

The split buckle that resounded through the stadium shook the frightened birds around it, and it was chaotic for a while.

The man didn't move, and the three balls were already closed.

Zhong Jinyun is still shocking, too terrifying explosive, even he himself has never been able to reach the dust.

Such a terrifying first step,

Such a terrifying speed,

Such a terrifying bouncing and velocity,

It's all on such a horrible person!

Zhong Jinyun looked at this person slowly, with a fragmentary tremor every time.

But the man wasn't used to that kind of dragging, just like his basketball, giving people the quickest and most lethal hit.

"You're too weak!"

Sharp speech, with an attitude that cannot be questioned.

Telling Zhong Jinyun the cruel truth little by little trampled on his highest faith.

Weak!

This word never belonged to me!

It doesn't belong to me Zhong Jinyun!

Looking back, the man disappeared without a trace, and the ball sat quietly under the hoop, as if it could not see the presence of someone else.

"Isn't it?"

……

Imperial Capital Basketball Chamber.

Long tea smoke rises from the table, intersecting with the smoke coming out of the mouth.

"I know what you say, but ......" A man spoke with some unfinished words, as if waiting for something.

"That's all right, you can tell it well." An affirmative reply came.

"Okay, I'll arrange it." The man stood up and said.

"Wait for the good news." After the other man finished speaking, he picked up his teacup and took a big sip.

……

Nanmo Basketball Tribe.

One person pushed the door out, startling Su Qi, who was thinking.

Su Qi, who was originally annoyed, looked at it and changed his previous angry face.

"Old Qin."

"Su Qi." Qin Feng didn't care about anything else, and walked directly to Su Qi.

Without waiting for Su Qi to ask, he said, "Su Qi, I came here this time because I wanted to ask for something." ”

"What's the matter?"

"About the next round of opponents."

"You say." Su Qi was a little puzzled, didn't the next round of the duel have not been announced yet, Qin Feng's question was very mysterious.

"The capital of the emperor, nine times out of ten, is our opponent in the next round." Qin Feng's tone was flat, but he could still hear some incredulity.

"Imperial Capital!!" Su Qi exclaimed in surprise.

Needless to say, the imperial capital has a different name in the whole of Wuhan.

"How is that possible, is it!!" Su Qi asked rhetorically.

A haze suddenly appeared over the heads of the two of them.