"You are from the school team, so awesome!" Sun Ming said in surprise.

"I just chose it, there is no way!" Mo Feng felt a little embarrassed.

"Which school is from?" Sun Ming was excited. This was a good opportunity to spy on information.]

"No. 2 Middle School, are you?"

"No. 2 Middle School! Yan Yufeng and Sun Ming looked at each other, "Good, the champion of last year's Beiyang Basketball Tournament"

Those who can enter the championship team will be poor, and Yan Yufeng couldn't help but re-estimate Mo Feng's strength.

"We are from the Twelve Middle School." Yan Yufeng said slowly.

"Twelve Middle School? A good team, last year's fourth place, are you from the school team?" Mo Feng was also a little surprised. I personally think that the person in front of him who is only a little shorter than him must be of good strength, because he always has the scent of a very arrogant and domineering taste.

"Not now, but it will be soon!" Yan Yufeng looked affirmative.

"Oh! Haha!" Mo Feng smiled and thought to himself: What a confident person!

Yan Yufeng looked around the stadium and suddenly said, "What jersey did you wear?"

"The Kings' No. 4, Webber's jersey." Mo Feng said.

"Do you like Weber?" Sun Ming asked. "You guys are a bit like."

"Thank you for the praise." Mo Feng was very happy, and he knew at a glance that Weber was his idol.

"Will it stay?" Yan Yufeng asked, looking at the jersey floating on the pole.

"No one has stayed here yet, and no one has the ability to do this." Mo Feng suddenly became very arrogant.

When Sun Ming saw Mo Feng's appearance, he thought to himself: This is the same virtue as Yan Yufeng.

"Can you fight?" Yan Yufeng said.

"Fight! I didn't see a powerful person. Could it be that Huyun is a paper tiger?" Mo Feng laughed.

Sun Ming stood up, walked to the court, came to a iron rod, and knocked on the iron plate hanging on the pole with an iron rod placed on the ground. The iron plate made a crisp sound, which cleared the whole audience. This is called "knocking" that means that the person who was playing in the court came and issued a challenge.

The guy who played the ball showed an angry look and dared to knock the game after hearing it. This clearly looked down on our strength. A young man wearing the New Jersey Nets came over, looked at Sun Ming, and glanced at Yan Yufeng and Mo Feng and said, "Fighting Bullfight?"

"Yeah, the old rules, the three-phase system." Sun Ming said casually.

The young man obviously saw that Sun Ming was an old player, so that was not bad. His expression changed and he turned his head and walked towards Qiunan.

At this time, everyone who heard the knocking sound ran over and pointed at them.

Yan Yufeng had long been used to it and tied his shoelaces calmly.

Mo Feng looked very excited and carefully investigated the MM in the crowd.

Sun Ming suddenly ran over angrily and shouted as soon as he arrived in front of him: "I've been fooled. It turns out that Huyun's masters are all enjoying the cool under the trees in Qiunan. It's over, I saw a few people who are almost 1.9 meters tall, so strong, one by one, like Schwarzenegger, and so depressed!"

Yan Yufeng glanced at Mo Feng. He looked interested, without any fear, and smiled and said, "So that's it. I'm still worried that the fight would be boring! Oh, they are here!"

Yan Yufeng turned his head and looked at him. A few tall young men walked past, one wearing a Timberwolves No. 21 jersey, the other wearing a white vest, and a number 23 on his chest. Suddenly, Yan Yufeng's eyes were fixed on a short man, next to two of them, probably 1.9 meters tall. This man looked even shorter. And this man was very simple to wear, just a piece of red T-blood with no number. Below was a very ordinary sports shorts, with a small flat head, and his eyes had a momentum of not being as good as me. He walked in front and looked at them carefully. A person who looked very ordinary, Yan Yufeng felt that this inconspicuous person was the boss of Huyun. He squinted his eyes and found that he also focused on this person. He couldn't help but sigh that Mo Feng had good eyesight, not like Sun Ming.

"Come and choose the field, right?" No. 21.

"Why would I come here if I don't choose the game?" Yan Yufeng said coldly.

"You are so arrogant!" No. 23 said angrily.

"Overall!" Yan Yufeng fired back.

"You `````````````````````````` No. 23 was about to curse, but the small, flat-headed man reached out and walked up to him, saying, "Do you need to warm up? Don't you need to start now." His tone was very calm, and he couldn't see any angry look.

"Okay!" Mo Feng agreed.

Sun Ming looked at Mo Feng and murmured: "What does it mean! Should I warm up or not? I don't understand it when I said it like this!"

"Idiot!" Yan Yufeng patted Sun Ming's head and walked onto the stage.

Xiao Pingtou thought that the handsome and arrogant person in front of him should be the boss of this group of people, so he walked up to stop Yan Yufeng and said, "Everyone calls me Songzi, may I ask you ``````?

Yan Yufeng stopped, looked down at the small man in front of him, and said, "My name is Yan Yufeng."

"My name is Mo Feng, haha. I have heard of Huyun's reputation for a long time, so I came to see it." Mo Feng leaned over.

"Hello, Huyun's reputation is something that everyone has praised. It's nothing great. Everyone likes basketball, so plays basketball!" Matsuko saw that the two people in front of her were very erotic, and her tone became calmer.

"Huyun is very powerful, you are also very powerful, but I am here to win." Yan Yufeng said proudly as he turned his words.

"````````" Songzi didn't expect Yan Yufeng to say such a arrogant thing, and was choked so hard that she couldn't say a word.

Mo Feng frowned, not expecting Yan Yufeng to be so arrogant.

No. 21 was already furious and shouted: "Don't talk so much nonsense, and then blow it on the field."

Sun Ming smiled and said, "Come on!" This kid was used to being under Yan Yufeng's cover, so he was naturally very arrogant.

The three of them came to the court. Huyun around them had already surrounded the court. No one had come to Huyun for a long time to get into the ground. Good boy, I cry like this when you see our Huyun's power, so everyone in Huyun thinks so.

Yan Yufeng didn't look around at all, stared at Songzi, and said coldly: "Are you ready?"

Matsuko also returned to normal, and the strong anger in her eyes was about to burst into flames. She smiled and said, "Start, let me see why you are so arrogant!"

Yan Yufeng smiled disdainfully and passed the ball to Sun Ming, while Mo Feng pressed the ball to the inside.

A game about whether Huyun is the strongest reputation in Huhai District has finally begun.

First show of sharpness (three)

Sun Ming transported the ball outside the three-point line of the right arc, and Songzi immediately came up. Sun Ming did not hesitate to pass it to Yan Yufeng.

After Yan Yufeng received the ball, he immediately dribbled the ball to the left arc three-point line. No. 21 immediately ran up, spreading his hands and waving in front of Yan Yufeng.

Yan Yufeng glanced at him, passed the ball to Sun Ming who was directly inserted into the first place, and then ran to the other side of the court, and No. 21 followed.

Sun Ming caught the ball without stopping, and made a big stride to the bottom of the left arc of the three-point line. He changed direction and squeezed towards the inside line. Songzi had already blocked his way. Sun Ming turned around, caught his back to catch, and looked like he wanted to chop the back. Songzi sneered and put it on with his body skillfully. Suddenly, Sun Ming passed the ball behind him, and suddenly bounced back to Mo Feng who was just rushing into the inside line.

As soon as Mo Feng received the ball, he turned around and made a move to jump and shot. No. 16 happened to arrive at this time. He jumped up when he saw the love, but found that he had lost Mo Feng's figure. He knew that he was not good enough. He turned around and saw that the basketball had wiped the board into the basket. Mo Feng had already walked outward to serve.

Sun Ming laughed and looked at Matsuko and said, "Assist!"

Sun Ming was deliberately trying to get angry with Songzi. Judging from the current situation, there is no doubt that Songzi is the boss of Huyun, and he disrupted his inch, so victory naturally belongs to us.

Matsuko didn't say anything, but just stuck tightly behind Sun Ming.

At this time, Mo Feng had already sent the ball and passed the basketball to Yan Yufeng. Yan Yufeng did not stop and passed the ball diagonally to Sun Ming on the right. Sun Ming received the ball and moved it outwardly to the right, and reached out to Mofeng to squeeze into the inside line on the right.

Matsuko was defending Sun Ming's front. Sun Ming looked at him, smiled, and suddenly accelerated to the right. Matsuko waited to quickly follow, but hit Yan Yufeng and screamed, not good, and understood that he had fallen into the pick-and-roll tactic. He looked around and hurriedly, No. 23 had already changed defense to meet Sun Ming, and was overjoyed. However, he suddenly found that Yan Yufeng next to him had disappeared. Turning his head to look, Yan Yufeng had already reached the basket, shouted loudly, and chased after him.

When Sun Ming saw No. 21 posting up, he laughed and shook his hand and threw the ball in his hand towards the inside line.

Yan Yufeng, who had reached the inside, jumped and rushed towards the basketball that was flying in the air.

All the people watching the stand immediately thought to themselves: Do you need air relay! No?

Yan Yufeng caught the basketball steadily in the air without stopping, and passed the ball lightly in the back of his head, changing the direction, and flew parabola toward Mo Feng's head, who had already been buried in the inside line.

The No. 16, who was defending Mo Feng, was attracted by Yan Yufeng who jumped up and left the defense range against Mo Feng. When he saw the basketball fly behind him, he couldn't help but scream, turned his body sharply, and just saw Mo Feng jumping high and catch the basketball from the left parallel side of the basket, and his hands were pouring into the basket with a cool look.

It turned out to be an air double relay!

Mo Feng raised his feet upwards, and arrogantly made a erect movement in the basket, then reluctantly let go and fell from the basket, shouting: "Good ball!"

Sun Ming flew past Songzi and said, "A indirect assist!"

Matsuko turned cold and saw that No. 16, who was silly, suddenly cursed: "Useless guy!"

On the 16th, he blushed and got two points in front of Mo Feng and was deceived. He was scolded by the boss in front of so many people. He was so angry that he walked towards Mo Feng quickly, standing behind him tightly, and swore in his heart that he would never let him get another point.

Sun Ming laughed loudly and immediately stood on the serving circle and passed the ball directly to Mo Feng.

Mo Feng didn't know what Sun Ming meant. He took the ball with his bow, immediately took a step away from the No. 16 close contact, and quickly turned around to face him.

Looking at No. 16 with a blushing face, Mo Feng smiled. No. 16 had already seen Mo Feng on his left shoulder, and was shocked: "What a quick speed!"

After Mo Feng passed No. 16 with pure speed, he looked at No. 21, which was resting defense, and he didn't care. Seeing No. 21 just ran to him, the center of gravity was definitely not adjusted. He shook his body. No. 21 took two steps back in this wave. Mo Feng suddenly stood still, looking at No. 21, which was already shaking at least two meters away from him, looked at No. 21 at the foot, took a step back, stood outside the three-point line and made a jump shot. The ball drew a beautiful arc into the basket, rubbing with the Nets with a fascinating voice: "Brush!"

Yan Yufeng clapped his hands, and Sun Ming shouted: "Three points count two, four to zero!"

Matsuko had a dark face because he found that No. 16 was unable to defend the big boy with bloated hair and wearing Weber No. 4 Kings jersey. The only comforting No. 21, he had not allowed the handsome boy to speak arrogantly and get a point, but it seemed that he didn't care at all. The most disgusting thing was the short man who couldn't stop talking, and all the goals were planned by him.

Sun Ming looked at Mo Feng and smiled and said, "I won the first game with one more ball. Man, perform well!"

Mo Feng chuckled and reached out and said, "Get the ball and let me be the finisher of this first game!"

The ball came to Mo Feng's hand, and No. 16 subconsciously took a step back, looked at No. 21 and the boss, and signaled to make up for defense at critical moments.

Mo Feng slapped the ball with a relaxed look on his face and walked to No. 16, looked at No. 16's eyes, showed a bright smile again, and then suddenly changed direction, his whole body turned sideways, dribbled the ball to the right side of No. 16. No. 16 saw it clearly at one time, and tried his best to press it up, shifting the center of gravity completely right, and spreading his left hand to stop Mo Feng. Matsuko couldn't help but shout in her heart when she saw it: Keep it up!

The basketball bounced up on the ground. Mo Feng pressed the ball with his right shoulder, touched the ball with his left hand, and turned sideways to take the ball with his left hand. He quickly turned around for half a circle, and he was standing on the left side of No. 16 easily. He glanced at No. 16, who had lost his defensive position when he turned around. Facing the inside line where the portal was wide open and unguarded, Mo Feng shouted loudly, and the other accelerated forward. When he stepped into the three-second zone, Mo Feng jumped with his feet, jumped high, holding the ball with both hands, and dunked. Suddenly, the basket was overwhelmed by the huge power of Mo Feng's hands and his own weight, and made a "squeak".

Sun Ming blew a sudden whistle and shouted: "Five to zero!"

Matsuko's face changed. She looked at Mo Feng who was jumping off the basket. She walked to Sun Ming and said, "There are two more games left, don't be too proud too early!" After that, she went to serve.

Mo Feng came over, looked at Yan Yufeng and Sun Ming who were smiling aside, and said dumbly: "Why are you doing this? Let me score alone, you are secretly happy."

Yan Yufeng was angry without thinking that he didn't have any point and smiled at the side: "If you want to be Weber, you will be angry too. Well, I will be Kobe in the next game!"

"Oh, it turns out that your idol is Kobe, haha, no wonder you wear the Lakers' No. 8 jersey!" Mo Feng looked at Yan Yufeng's yellow Lakers' jersey and suddenly realized.
To be continued...