Night.

Boos erupted, mockery scattered.

Zhong Feixuan stood upright, looking at the people who were defending him, and did not move.

"This guy doesn't look professional."

Bu Xiaotian saw that the man was very lazy, and there was no trace of standardization in his movements, let alone the three-threat movements, and the whole novice position.

The breeze that defended him was not affected by the laziness of the person in front of him, and both Li Haoyu and Yan Anxun knew that this was his consistent attitude, which was diametrically opposed to his passionate and wild younger brother.

Scold!

Suddenly, the white shirt in Qingfeng's eye turned into a shadow like the wind, and then flew past him at an extremely strange and uncatchable speed!

Sou!

The wind rises at night!

"it!"

Bu Xiaotian exclaimed!

The audience was stunned!

Brush!

In just two seconds, the nets trembled, and the white shirt had already walked past the breeze with its waist propped up, and the strong speed just now was fleeting, as if it hadn't happened.

But the sweat oozing from the breezy cheeks flowed clearly through the cheeks, and it looked particularly cold in the floating autumn wind.

The audience remained silent, except for the distant Ghost Blade, who smiled and snuffed out the cigarette in his hand, threw it on the ground, and repeatedly stepped on it with his feet.

He knew that basketball had never been taken out of his heart.

……

"Hey, that's good, boy."

The lame man smiled and took the ball back in his hand and walked towards the halfway line.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Zhong Feixuan said with a smile.

And Bu Xiaotian's idea just now has been completely subverted, this lazy guy is clearly a master.

On the other side, Yan Anxun, who had been watching Qingfeng just now, and Li Haoyu, who was arrogant, both ran over to comfort Qingfeng.

After all, in their hearts, Gu Qingfeng's defense is one of the strongest in the country, and there are almost no people he can't defend, but just now, that person can completely shake Gu Qingfeng in the blink of an eye, what a strong existence this is.

"It's fine."

Gu Qingfeng waved his hand to signal that he was fine.

When his teammates withdrew, only he knew in his heart what kind of horror this person was in front of him!

Zhong Feixuan stood in front of him, he was no longer as calm and calm as he was just now, and even a little panicked, this was not the panic he didn't have when facing Xiao Qi, and he even questioned his defensive ability for the first time in his mind.

But what about Zhong Feixuan?

He was still lazy, still standing upright as if no one was around, the ball was tucked around his waist, and he had no intention of attacking.

Gu Qingfeng pursed his mouth, and then focused his attention on his hand.

"This time, I must guard against it!"

Gu Qingfeng is cheering himself up!

But the confidence that was finally built into a complete one, just like shattering ice, Zhong Feixuan stepped lightly, and it shattered in all directions, collapsing in an instant!

In Gu Qingfeng's remaining sight, the wind seemed to be able to swallow people, and the white shirt disappeared into the night in an instant, and then appeared behind him like a ghost in the next second!

Run in the same groove!

In Gu Qingfeng's shattered confidence, he was asking all the time, how did he get past me?

Only the ghost blade in the distance could tell him:

It's speed, it's a speed that is rare in this world, it's even faster than lightning, and you can only see his back forever, engulfing you like a night.

Syllable!

Suddenly, there was a loud bang.

Li Haoyu appeared in front of Zhong Feixuan, forcing him to stop the ball quickly.

"Come on!"

Li Haoyu suddenly roared.

Others didn't dare to face it, but Zhong Feixuan smiled evilly, and then with a powerful change of direction, his body flashed past Li Haoyu like a light swallow, and the speed was so fast that Li Haoyu didn't even raise his blocking foot, and everything was over.

Brush!

The Nets once again announced Zhong Feixuan's score.

Relaxed as always.

This time, there were no more boos, no more ridicule, but a full of surprise, and the cheers that followed.

It's a show that pushes the limits of what is visually enveloped!

The ghost blade in the distance, turned away from the court, he had seen what he wanted to see, just as he said when he left,

The illusion of the night, the blur of the eyes.

The showdown with these students was nothing short of a massacre.

If Bu Xiaotian only thought that only the man in the white shirt was very strong at this time, then when Zhong Feixuan passed the ball to the lame man, his concept was completely overturned.

The lame man, facing Yan Anxun's defense, also stood with an extremely lazy attitude, and then shot the ball in the blink of an eye.

Three points!

Yan Anxun didn't react at all, and he heard a 'brush' sound on the back of his head, and the onlookers responded with enthusiastic cheers.

"Accurate!"

Yan Anxun didn't dare to be careless, but when the ball came in front of the lame man in front of him, he was like Gu Qingfeng, and the pressure doubled.

The man suddenly sank his waist, and as if he had fallen into an evil spirit, he inexplicably stepped back, and even he himself panicked.

The lame man opened his hand again, and it was another accurate three-point shot!

Whistling was completely convinced, his teammates, the teammates they had looked down on before, were like gods, showing speed like a flash of wind in front of him, or showing a precise shooting skill that pierced through a hundred steps, and the defenders of them never touched a basketball from beginning to end.

The last ball fell into the hands of Bu Xiaotian.

The two nodded together, and the ball went to him.

Bu Xiaotian rolled up his sleeves and prepared to show off his skills, while Li Haoyu, who was defending him, was already frantic and tried to snatch the ball back from him.

The two confronted each other in an instant!

"Come on, boy!"

Li Haoyu shouted.

Bu Xiaotian bowed his back, pulled the ball back, and retreated in an instant, and the offensive posture was already assumed.

Li Haoyu also raised his steps to stabilize his body, waiting for Bu Xiaotian's attack at any time.

Scold!

Start with a roaring day!

Pointing directly at Li Haoyu's left flank, with a fake tentative step, his body quickly bowed down, and he burst out from the left flank like a leopard.

"Humph!"

Li Haoyu snorted coldly, retreated and moved, his body sticking to Bu Xiaotian like glue, not giving him a chance to pass in one step.

The two of them moved a few steps, and Bu Xiaotian suddenly found that he couldn't fully protrude from the left flank in a suitable position, so he had to slam his right foot towards Li Haoyu's center, forcing Li Haoyu to turn sideways, and then his left foot started, and his body turned sideways.

"Good turn."

The lame man laughed.

But Li Haoyu is not a vegetarian, and the move of turning around did not open the two positions at all.

After Bu Xiaotian turned around, Li Haoyu miraculously appeared in front of Bu Xiaotian, and with a strong pressure on his body, he wanted to squeeze Bu Xiaotian's already unbalanced body away.

Bu Xiaotian gritted his steel teeth, saw the right time, slid with his left foot, and then jumped backwards.

Leverage your strength and step back!

There was already a sound of admiration next to it, and this set of actions was comparable to a performance!

But Li Haoyu was not pulled away at all, he suddenly kicked hard, and when Bu Xiaotian took off, he reached the airspace even faster than him.

Dangerous!

The two of them quickly shrank, and Bu Xiaotian did not hesitate, leaning back and making a move.

The basketball broke away from Li Haoyu's vast net and flew towards the basket.

Clang!

The basketball hit the basket's neck, and before Bu Xiaotian's annoyed expression could be fully revealed, a phantom white shadow swept across the night sky, and at a jaw-dropping speed, Ling Yue was on the ground, and then quickly pressed the ball into it with one hand.

And Gu Qingfeng, who was staring at him, didn't react!

Bang!

The hoop slammed crisply.

The audience cheered.

It's a street race like no other.

The crowd of onlookers had never seen such a sharp trio, these people actually defeated the high school trio they had always supported, but every one of the high school trios was the strongest in today's national high school competition.

"So fast."

Gu Qingfeng was secretly sad, he had never encountered such a strong opponent.

And the arrogant Li Haoyu was also hesitating under the basket, he couldn't figure it out.

Yan Anxun calmed his emotions and walked towards the three of them.

Then he asked, "Hello, are you students?" ”

Obviously, his questioning was mainly about Zhong Feixuan and Bu Xiaotian, and the lame man was not included in the questioning.

As a result, the three of them hesitated for a moment, and said in unison: "Beifu No. 1 Middle School." ”

Then the congested crowd was evacuated.

……

The three of them walked well, and Li Haoyu and Gu Qingfeng stepped forward to ask Yan Anxun.

"They're students too?"

Yan Anxun replied hesitantly: "Yes, and it is actually a high school student." “

"High school students!"

The two didn't believe it at all.

Yan Anxun shook his head and said: "Beifu No. 1 Middle School, I remember that it is a team from Hubei. “

"Is that the team that lost two games in a row and was on the verge of elimination?"

Gu Qingfeng asked rhetorically.

"Yes."

Yan Anxun nodded.

"How is that possible!"

Li Haoyu didn't believe it at all.

"We are definitely not ordinary high school students who can fight us."

Yan Anxun replied for a long time.

Beifu No. 1 Middle School?

Are you really Beifu No. 1 Middle School?