After entering, the score became three to two. The whole audience screamed unwillingly and surprised. Che Jin turned his head and looked at the basketball that was rolling on the ground, and his face changed.

This time, the psychological blow to Che Jin is not something that can be counted as a single score.

The guy in front of him not only scored by his physical fitness, but also his solid basic skills are so sharp.

"It's your turn to serve!" Yan Yufeng threw the ball to Che Jin.

"Hehe!" Che Jin sneered.

He took a big step forward and rushed forward, with his shoulders and waist leaning to the left. Che Jin was like a tiger going down the mountain. The moment he received the ball, he launched an attack.

Yan Yufeng's face changed, and they were only less than three meters away. When they threw the ball out, they were not ready at all, but Che Jin had already rushed up.

"Damn it!" Yan Yufeng was angry.

This is a standard sneak attack. Whether in terms of speed and timing, Che Jin was almost perfect in this attack, and he was also determined to be extremely determined in the extraordinary direction he chose.

Left, left, left!

With the sound of the wind, Che Jin passed by Yan Yufeng without any stop, took another step, grabbed the ball with one hand, and took three straight steps, and all the movements were completed in one go.

Four to two!

"It's your turn!" Che Jin learned Yan Yufeng's tone just now and rolled the ball towards Yan Yufeng.

Rolling on the ground is very particular and knowledgeable. The balls you serve are not fast or fast. It is necessary to prevent the opponent from suddenly attacking after receiving the ball. It will definitely make the opponent bend his feet before he can get the ball. In fact, it is also a way to change directions to hit the opponent's morale.

Yan Yufeng smiled when he saw this. It seemed that Che Jin was also afraid that he would go back and forth.

Che Jin, why should I beat you like this?

Looking at the extremely determined and murderous expression on Che Jin's face, Yan Yufeng suddenly felt a sense of heroism in his heart, and he put aside all the strategies he had planned before.

Since Che Jin, you want to defeat me so much, OK!

Looking at the sunset that was about to fall on the mountain, Yan Yufeng suddenly straightened his waist, grabbed the basketball with one hand, pointed at Che Jin, who was concentrating, and said lightly: "Are you ready?"

Che Jin was stunned because he saw a light flashing in his eyes the moment Yan Yufeng was talking just now. Are you starting to get angry?

Hehe! Then come on!

"Drink!" Che Jin sighed, bowed hissing, and hooked his right hand towards Yan Yufeng standing there, as if saying: Come on, I want to see how capable you are.

Yan Yufeng pursed his lips, narrowed his eyes, slowly letting go of the ball with one hand, the ball bounced up on the rubber floor, fell into his hand again, took a step forward, and his body gradually leaned forward.

The ball fell again, and his wide hand stroked it tightly again, and took another step, and his back foot was bent.

Ye Changfeng's eyes lit up.

Leopard, the absolutely perfect leopard, a leopard silently snorting towards its prey, full of explosive power.

"Oh no!" Ouyang Shangzhi shouted in dismay.

No one understood why Ouyang Shangzhi was like this, because everyone began to be attracted by Yan Yufeng.

No one can see the momentum that Yan Yufeng showed at this time. Behind Yan Yufeng is the position where Ade and Che Ya are standing. From this perspective, Ade was shocked by only the arched backbone, a curve full of aesthetics.

Che Jin retreated back step by step, and retreated backwards inexplicably fearful retreat, just like an antelope foraging, suddenly feeling the danger of being rushed in.

He couldn't retreat anymore. Looking at the free throw line under his feet, Che Jin ordered himself with no choice.

With a slight erected his back, Che Jin decided to take the initiative.

The change ends.

The step he took suddenly became extremely fast from slowness. The body he bent down rose up like a venomous snake, and his bent back foot pushed up with force, shaking like a venomous snake, and rushed in like lightning. Everything turned into a phantom in everyone's eyes.

Classic Phantom.

The hind foot that followed was inserted into Che Jin's left side like a knife. After reaching out, Yan Yufeng's entire body turned into a knife that was thin into the paper wings, passing by Che Jin, which was still slightly erecting.

No one saw clearly how Yan Yufeng flashed Che Jin, because, the next step, he had already seen this short and messy boy wearing a black T-shirt appear behind Che Jin.

Let you see what a real slam dunk is!

Yan Yufeng shouted in his heart, took a step forward, and his steel teeth suddenly bit, and his left foot, which was hitting the ground, burst out with a huge force that was unprecedented, making his body rise violently like a spring.

At this time, Yan Yufeng's body still maintained the posture of being just passing by. After stepping on the ground, his whole body showed a slanting bounce. In everyone's eyes, it was like a black seagull suddenly folded up and flew away in the air.

Gao Yuan, who was standing under the basket, suddenly had an idea flashed in his mind, just like every time he saw Yan Yufeng jumping under the basket.

What will happen to him this time?

Turning around, turning around in a daze.

Two hundred and seventy degrees, a perfect spinning body full of power.

The windmill is still an extremely familiar but always looking forward to.

From top to bottom, a wheel arm windmill perfectly combines machinery and power.

"roar!"

Yan Yufeng shouted loudly, and with the power that was spinning, he completely poured into the right hand that hooked the basketball with the force he twisted around his waist!

Looking at the gradually clear basket and the dazzling iron net flashing under the sunlight, and feeling the pleasure of jumping up from the top of the body and the whole body, Yan Yufeng began to feel the beating of his heart.

Go! Go where you are going!

My heart was shouting angrily, and the right hand raised the basketball at the highest point, smashing heavily towards the black basket floating in front of me.

"Clang!"

The hissing of the basket, the "warp" color of the iron net made of fine iron and the basketball height, shook everyone in Tianhe Stadium one by one.

Everything returned to peace, trembling calm.

Standing under the basket, Yan Yufeng seemed to have not recovered from the pleasure he had just now. He grabbed the basketball that was still bouncing, and threw it heavily on the ground with both hands.

With the high-profile basketball, all the talents gradually woke up.

"It's so damn```````." Ye Changfeng murmured as if he was jealous.

"Sigh```````````````````. Gao Yuan was sucking the air conditioner. This was not his fault, because he had never watched Yan Yufeng's dunk as close as this time now. He was like a butterfly, but more like a dragon. The aura of domineeringness and power was completely overwhelming.

There is no need to check the expressions of the boys in the audience, nor do I guess the whisper in their hearts at this moment. Everything is not important. What is important is that at this moment, there is only the silence of the wind.

Looking at the dazed Che Jin, Yan Yufeng said coldly: "It's your turn!"

Che Jin's face suddenly turned red, and he began to sneer. In response to him, Yan Yufeng pursed the audacity smile on the corner of his lips.

Four to three.

There were almost no fake moves. After a very simple dribble, Che Jin skillfully turned around and savagely chopped off Yan Yufeng who was sticking up, once, once, again and again.

From the beginning, it was gorgeous and unsightly to see clearly, but suddenly it turned into a confrontation about strength.

Che Jin slashed heavily into it. Every time his shoulders hit with huge force, Yan Yufeng did not hesitate and greeted it with his chest. Every time he collided with each other, he seemed to be able to see the burst of sparks.

I don’t know who yelled first, and it became a crazy cry for the whole audience, because they saw that their football king began to defend Tianhe’s dignity with their most manly performance.

From the beginning to the ultimate roar, standing on the highest court in Guangzhou, everything turned so crazy under the blood-red light of the setting sun.

Gao Yuan three stood there coldly, feeling Che Jin pushing into the basket step by step, experiencing his terrible power, and Yan Yufeng's black back was still so firm in the setting sun.

"Drink!" Che Jin suddenly roared, turned around suddenly, clamped Yan Yufeng's waist with one hand, stepped on his left foot, and reslapped the basketball with his right hand. Then he closed the bounced basketball with both hands. Finally, he stepped on the ground, and jumped forward, and immediately jumped up and took the basketball.

A trace of horror flashed in Ye Changfeng's eyes. Looking at Che Jin jumping in the air, his bow-like body, he didn't expect that Che Jin could still bounce such a bounce after such a vigorous exercise. At this time, he clearly wanted to use his hands to squeeze directly under the basket.

If an ordinary person wants to dunk one, he has to charge first. It is already very wrong to dunk one hand, but Che Jin can really turn around and dunk one hand after slashing back that consumes a lot of physical energy.

It's so scary. Such strength is already one level higher than you.

"Clang!" The basket and the iron pillars that were used as the basket rack were trembling all over. This time the sound was even louder. Che Jin's weight of 170 kilograms and the huge power burst out, and the powerful destructive power produced were violently accusing the seemingly unshakable basket.

"Yeah`````````````````!" The audience shouted thunderously, and the idols who worshipped once again gave the humiliation doubled to the challenger.

Yan Yufeng's expression no longer smiled. He even put the heavy button on the past, but Che Jin still hit the button heavily. Under the impact of huge force, after landing, Yan Yufeng fell backwards and pushed a few steps, until Gao Yuan, who was standing at the basket, held him from behind with his hands.

"It's okay!" Gao Yuan asked nervously.

Yan Yufeng did not turn around to answer, but pushed Gaoyuan's hand away, leaned over and grabbed the ball, and walked forward.

"It's broken!" Ouyang Shangzhi said another sentence.

"Yu Feng is angry! The strategy he wants to adopt has been abandoned by him!" Ye Changfeng also looked gloomy.

"Now, Yan Yufeng will show all his skills to the other party Che Jin!" Gao Yuan said worriedly.

"Now, I really don't know who lost and who won!" Ouyang Shangzhi said helplessly.

Gao Yuan's eyes were full of expectations, and he said word by word: "I still believe in Yufeng!"

Ye Changfeng and Shangzhi did not answer, and looked silently at Yan Yufeng who was already standing on the serving position. His cold face and eyes without any smiles told himself that the King of Hanshan Ball was going to get angry.

"Five to three!" Che Jin said without giving in.

"Three to five!" Yan Yufeng said this sentence.

"Come on!" Che Jin waved to Yan Yufeng provocatively.

Yan Yufeng's eyes began to turn blood red.

After leaping forward, Yan Yufeng rushed to the left. Che Jin saw it clearly and took the lead to slide and block it. He pinched his waist with one hand and stretched his hand with the other, and a standard defensive action.
To be continued...