"Disascendant? Look, you will understand after this year's league!" Gao Yuan said.

Zhai Yong turned his head and looked at Yan Yufeng who was sitting there coldly, and whispered: "If Yan Yufeng really squeezed out your main position, would you hate him?"

"Hate? I don't know, I will only be happy. After all, a powerful person next to me will stimulate a person's potential. I am very happy that Yan Yufeng appears!" Gao Yuan said this, and his face showed excitement.

Yan Yufeng looked at the field coldly, his eyes completely locked on the boy No. 1, and it was not in vain today! He thought secretly in his heart, to be honest, it was the first time in reality that Yan Yufeng saw someone dunk such a difficult slam dunk in reality. The shock in his heart was the biggest among all people, but after the shock, his heart slowly accelerated, and he could feel the gradual boiling of his blood. Every move of No. 1 could make him feel that he was a powerful opponent. I really didn't expect it! Beiyang actually has such a No. 1 person, but I didn't know until today! Hehe, when No. 1 stood there and looked here, Yan Yufeng obviously felt a strong domineering momentum coming to his face.

Challenge? Oh! Is that right? Then come and let me see your true strength! Yan Yufeng's eyes burst into sharp light, and his fighting spirit suddenly rose.

On the other side of the court, the players of Tiegang were also silently warming up for the game that began soon. The dunk of No. 1 of No. 4 Middle School and the strong dunk of their captain clearly aroused the anger of Tiegang players. The joke was that the fifth place was actually showing off his might in front of Tiegang in the three major universities in Beiyang!

Ouyang Ming picked up the basketball and smashed it into the basket, but because the dunk was too normal, it really couldn't arouse any applause. Moreover, in other people's territory, Ouyang Ming's dunk only caused a boo.

Ouyang Ming didn't say anything, grabbed the basketball and slapped it heavily as if he was venting, which made the players next to him silent.

If Changfeng was there, then it would not have made No. 1 person so arrogant. Humph! Ye Changfeng, why haven’t you come yet! Yan, the basketball leader of Tiegang, slapped his feet with hatred, and kept looking at the gate of the arena, longing for the arrival of the basketball prince in his heart!

It seemed as if it was because of sincere prayer. On the eighth time when Yan prayed that the wind would come soon, a tall boy pushed the door and ran in sweatyly. He looked around and immediately found Ouyang Ming and the others, and walked slowly over.

Yan's cheerful mood at this moment cannot be expressed in words. Huan screamed, ran over regardless of the lady's image, and ran and shouted, "Changfeng, you are here!"

Ye Changfeng was shocked, and a dodge Yan's warm welcome. He walked to the court, threw his bag on the rest seat, took off his coat, exposed the No. 15 jersey, walked to Ouyang Ming and said, "I'm sorry, I'm late!"

Ouyang Ming's current mood is actually the same as Yan. He also longs for the arrival of Tiegang's number one dunk king Ye Changfeng, and suppress the aggressive momentum of the Fourth Middle School. Although he was happy, the principle issue still has to be said. He hummed and said, "According to the fifth article of the team rules announced by Coach Zhang, latecomers must do thirty support. You count it yourself!"

Ye Changfeng frowned his beautiful eyebrows, his curvy lips cursed with a low curvace, and fell to the ground and started doing it.

Soon, after thirty Fuhes were finished, Ye Changfeng stood up without blushing and gasping for breath, saying, "When will the competition start?"

"How many minutes left! You warm up your lower body first!" Ouyang Ming said lightly.

"Oh!" Ye Changfeng responded and clapped his hand. A player immediately uploaded a ball, and threw it. The ball hit the basket and bounced out. Ye Changfeng hummed and signaled to pass the ball. After receiving the ball, he took a step back and threw it out again. This time the ball was very beautifully drawn out of the road and entered the net.

Yan clapped his hands and ran over, handed Ye Changfeng a ball, and then spoke to him in a low voice.

Ye Changfeng wanted to get the ball but walked away, but Yan's first words attracted his interest. He stopped and listened to all the words. Ye Changfeng's face turned colder. He hummed heavily, picked up the ball and walked towards the warm-up half of the Fourth Middle School.

Yan Yi was frightened and wanted to hold Ye Changfeng, but was grabbed by the captain Ouyang Ming. Ouyang Ming looked at Ye Changfeng who was walking towards the 1st half of the 4th Middle School and said lightly: "It's okay, Changfeng won't cause trouble! He just went to kill the mighty of the 4th Middle School!"

Yan's eyes were filled with admiration and confusion, looking at Ye Changfeng's tall and slender back.

Wang Zhiquan, who was sitting in the stands, looked at the iron steel player who was punished by the captain as soon as he came in, and couldn't help but say strangely: "Why did he go to the 4th half of the 4th?"

Gao Yuan also showed a deep thoughtful expression. From a distance, this boy wearing a No. 15 jersey should be over 1.85 meters tall with a cold face, holding the basketball with one hand and wandering around casually.

To be honest, anyone can catch the ball steadily, but it is rare to sway at him with one hand and sway at him. At least his hands are much larger than ordinary people, which is certain.

Looking at his expression, Gao Yuan smiled and said to himself: "This game is interesting!"

"Interesting!" The same words came out from Yan Yufeng's mouth almost at the same time. Yan Yufeng's eyes were full of expectations and watched the No. 15 Tiegang player step by step towards the stadium of No. 4 Middle School.

The storm gradually rises (2)

Great Qin Bingbing
Chapter completed!