God of Life

The fateful confrontation between the two masters struck unexpectedly on the flank, teammates… beeping.

Why were you there?

It's not just the players in the sports class who don't understand, it's the brothers who don't understand.

However, Wang Yan's prestige is too high. After a team of friends, he still tried to implement the rare tactics.

Cutting, pulling, blocking and dismantling...

Waiting for Wang Yan to break through or pass the ball.

However, would Wang Dashan tolerate ridicule in front of himself with such a strong personality?

You can't defend yourself from the pitch, can you?

Ben has to vote for you!

Pull straight up high, slightly back of upper body, right hand support ball, five fingers gently one stroke...

WOW!

The audience suddenly burst into amazement and then heard the sisters sipping and swallowing.

It's so beautiful.

Wang Yan's body was long. He jumped lightly and floated. Especially at the moment when he jumped to the highest point of stagnation, he was defined as a slightly backward throwing position. It seemed to solidify into a painting for 10,000 years.

At the end of the day, the basketball was even more handsome, with fingers writing like a string, orange basketball curved like a round moon curveknife, directly in the heart of the schoolgirls.

Then just listen to the bang, and the basketball hits the front of the basket, bouncing back fast.

“Hey...”

It was a pity this ball broke out after a squad of spectators.

However, the painting style on the stands was distinctly different, with the girls screaming in chicken blood.

“So handsome! ”

“Beautiful! ”

“Wang Yan, you're the best! ”

A bunch of girls who don't understand the rules. Who cares if they can't score or win?

Handsome is the most important!

Didn't you throw the first ball in?

Then give Wang Yan encouragement. Don't let him lose his love for basketball!

The reason is right, it's like love.

Wang Dazhao returned to the backfield with his face in the midst of a long day of cheering aids. He clapped calmly with the eyes of his teammates.

“Come on, defense! ”

My brother-in-law, squirrel, chuanhua, Yi Daxiang had problems with his stomach, and he was blocked so hard that he had to settle down.

Wang Yan took the initiative to find the other party's big forward.

The squirrel took a step too late. Wang Yan snatched the opponent who was supposed to be in opposition. He turned around and looked around...

I'm Nima!

There's only one left in three seconds. Nobody cares!

The squirrel grinned with his big plate teeth and almost cried out.

“Big Brother, are you not going to fight today or today?! ”

Wang Yan's expression was sobering: “Today's opponent is very strong, I have to show some authenticity... you hang in there! ”

What the fuck am I holding on to?

The squirrel was grieving, and Zhang Zheng took the ball for three seconds.

Big Fatty doesn't know why Wang Shao changed his position, but it's good news that he doesn't need to be in the right position.

Catch the ball, smile a beat, and arch back...

“Ah!”

Just one terrible scream, behind you.

When I turned around, I saw that thin bamboo pole sneaking out of the distance, screaming exaggerated.

The referee didn't blow the whistle, Zhang Zheng threw with one hand and easily took two points.

Wang Yan saw the tragedy of the squirrel and was all over it.

Mom, the fat bastard is horrible. He doesn't look very powerful at all...

Luckily, Brother is fast!

He looked at Kawawa and his brother-in-law and tacitly picked and served the ball. Four people shouted and rushed to the front.

Squirrel howled two voices and was angry and hammered straight to the floor.

The hammer didn't work either, anyway, the four good teammates got him figured out and didn't bring any heartache.

After a fast attack, Zhang Feng was still slowly wandering behind him as he rushed to the front field.

The tonnage stayed there and couldn't run at all.

The front four to four, with Wang Yan's bouncing and strength, can basically walk across the inside line.

Unexpectedly, however, Wang Yan seemed to have decided not to go into the three-second zone. He had just received the pass, immediately held against the defensive player, and jumped back again.

Boom!

Second iron.

Chuanhua has a sharp sense of smell, picks up the basket board, passes it to the handsome Yi under the basket, and makes up the board.

Back at the defense, the handsome Yi asked painfully: "Sergeant, did you learn the skills of a blacksmith? No one can prevent you from pulling closer..."

How can it be iron if it's close?

Young Master Wang muttered in his heart, but his face was highly unpredictable.

“You don't understand, tactics are all for strategy...”

Strategies!

Squirrels rushing in and out angrily scolding: You're just trying to fill the pit with my heart!

The brother-in-law nodded thoughtfully: "Zhang Zheng Zheng can only play for 10 minutes, exchange one piece of junk for the other's strongest point, I think it's worth it. ”

Who are you calling a loser?

The squirrel immediately glanced over with a murderous little eye, but thinking about Song Chen's sister, he held on to the silence.

According to Song Chen, if Song Xi can enter the top 4 in one class, Song Xi will come to the game, which is a rare opportunity to show off his manhood...

I was dreaming of killing the Quartet so that my beautiful sister would shock me and suddenly stick a pile of meat in front of me.

Mother!

Goddamn it... No, Father Arrow!

Don't even scream, people are flying again...

The worst part is that even if he gets run over again by a tank, nobody cares about him.

“Attack! ”

The river doll shouted out and four people rushed out again, leaving desperate squirrels lying on the cold floor.

Am I still up?

Otherwise, hold Zhang Zheng's thighs and watch them play...

Zhang Zheng Zheng simply did not return to his guard, and stood still and gasped.

This stuff is weird, the ball is stable, the boarding is accurate, the low is invincible, but the ability to fight is about zero.

In fact, this kind of opponent is not difficult to deal with. Ten minutes counts as 10 out of 10, 20 out of 10, and the next 30 minutes is still the real lead time.

The squirrel thought Wang Yan was going to drain Zhang's strength and return to the right rhythm...

Grab basket boards, baskets, hot pots.

With Wang Yanna's perverted bounce, he has a huge advantage over the bamboo rod center of about 190.

So the most important thing now is to compress the rhythm, drag the time, let Zhang run back and forth, and drain each other's health.

Zhang Feng won't run?

That's five to four in the front field, easy to empty.

Think of it here, squirrel bites his teeth, flips up from the ground and rushes to the front field.

Pain, pain, tiredness, cannot fail the boss's pain!

Not only did squirrels understand Wang Yan's strategy, but those who did a little bit of lighting understood it. They whispered that Wang Yan was a fraud.

However, the squirrel has just rushed across the midline, only...

Wang Yan suddenly closed the ball, a retreat, against the defensive player, another round of backup!

“Shit! ”

The brothers are crazy.

Brother, who gave you the courage?

It was just outside the threesome, one more retreat, and then back up?!

You don't have a B in your heart...

Boo!

He didn't even throw up, his eyeballs didn't come back, a light brush sounded, and the basketball hit him hollow.

The squirrel scolding the mother, hesitating to go back to the defensive Zhang Feng, the overwhelmed river doll, brother-in-law, watching the lively audience.

Deeply beginning to doubt life.

That's ridiculous...

It's just a third-rate school class game, with chickens pecking at each other, suddenly creating an NBA high difficulty score, what kind of fantasy unfolds?

The blind cat finally touched the dead rat?

Everyone who understands the ball, watching the lively girls don't care that much.

Watching Wang Dashao land lightly, two steps backwards and turning around smoothly, the clouds and wind were light all over his face. It seemed like that high-difficulty goal was just not worth mentioning...

Even if I knew it was loading dumplings, I couldn't help but scream. Not to mention foreign girls?

Just scream!

“Ahhh, Wang Yan, you're so handsome! ”

“Woo woo, I cried handsome...”

“School flowers. I love you. Marry me! ”

……

On the way back, the sand sculpture squirrel finally couldn't hold it, and the egg hurts in the gutter: “Boss, you're ridiculous...”

The brother-in-law nodded.

Wang Daxiao's thief calmly said: “I'm just having a little fun. I'm going to do both of these. ”

The sand carvers saluted.

Humble!

Is that random?

I really need to win 13 rounds of iron!

Wang Yan looked at the new skills in the system panel and smiled like a little fox who only ate chicken.

[Iron Three-Yang Hua]

[Basketball Skills]

[When you jump backwards and throw the iron twice, strike again, as long as it is not sealed, you will be hit]

[Note 1: Attack distance is up to one meter outside the three-way line]

[Note 2: Passive is triggered only by continuous iron striking]

This is the must-have trick Wang Yan received after three days of special training.

For three days now, he hasn't practiced anything, basically watching Kobe's videos throw all sorts of waves.

The odds of a 3% sports critical attack are not high, but tens of thousands of shots are too normal to trigger once.

And that's the only time you get the best of a series of skills!

Throughout the series, the worst skill, of course, is [Iron Yarn]. If you dare, the ball dares to iron!

Secondly, [Triiron tethered], one in three irons, 25% hit rate.

Iron trigonometer, in theory, has a 33.33% hit rate, but in fact, it's much more than that.

Vote for yourself and still have a chance of hitting.

Just one more chance after two consecutive strikes.

So, if you're strong, you can even hit 60% or more of the time.

But for Major Wang Dashen, it's basically a 33% fixed hit.

Put it in the NBA, it's kind of a low hit.

60 strikes, even a three-pointer, still scores only 60 points and is about to be beaten to death by the head coach.

However, new skills actually have room to drill.

The first two irons, a little closer, control the drop point, have a certain chance to get to the front basketball and launch a second offense.

Wang Yan can even grab the basket board himself under the basket, brush two irons with a stinking face, and pass the ball.

Next round of offense, go outside the third line and get a fragrant 3 points.

33% of hits appeared in an on-campus competition. It was already BUG, plus Wang Yan's basketball abilities...

Get down on your knees and sing conquest!

The first half was not over, and the sports class, which was widely regarded before the match, knelt.

The most insoluble Zhang had run out of electricity in the morning, and the rest of his teammates were shot by Wang Dazhao into suspicious life. He threw a wave in his face, but sometimes there must be...

How do you play this?

A troubled group of brothers specializing in sports were crumbled by a wave ratio that averaged 10 seconds of biu once.

Now you finally know why Wang Yan didn't press the rhythm.

Basketball is scored by offensive strength, and that pervert is scored by time.

Average score of 3 points per minute for a total of 22 minutes and 66 points per person!

Not only is it fierce, but it is enduring, like a great river in the Yangtze River.

The girls looked softly and their voices were mute.

Just two words: addiction!

Some of the future adversaries who came to explore the hostilities were shocked by Wang Dazhao's vicious powers.

MMP's, double clamps are well illuminated, vicious like a volute, how do you play this?

It doesn't matter, Major Wang doesn't want to play anymore.

Wang Yan was too lazy to go back and forth in the next game when the affairs of Wang Ting Entertainment were complicated.

Back to the bedroom after the match, Wang Yan began to pack his bags and prepare to fly back to the Devil's Town tomorrow morning.

“Watch the next game, I may not be able to come back...”

“Ah?”

The sand carvers stood still and retreated like the tide.

“Brother, we can't fight without you...”

“That is, what strength do we have in class, you don't know? ”

I'm sorry, Major: “I'll try my best to arrange the time, but nothing will happen then, and it's hard to be sure now. ”

If Yuming was a small five who couldn't make it, regret overflowed with words.

“Unfortunately, next time I fight with Miyako Feiyu in their class, I was wondering if I could finish the game and have dinner with them in their class... Boss, if you don't come back, we can't play! ”

Hmm?!

Miyagi Fei Yu?

Wang Dazhao's heart moved to keep this situation in mind.

Still have to focus on the business of the company, which is not negotiable.

But if it's just too much time, you can think about it...

All around the star master, more than 90 percent of the girls are afraid there are hundreds of numbers, but there are only two that can interest Wang Yan.

He Miaomiao, Miyagi Feiyu.

Of course, just to understand the interest, decent people certainly don't want to distort it.

I don't know what to say about fate. Just be casual.

Read the book, brag, call the instructor Jian Gong to dinner at night, have a drink. Early Thursday morning, Wang Yan stepped on the flight back to Devil's Town again.

Level 10 system, waving to Wang Yan in all demons.