Yan Yufeng laughed, turned his head, and thought to himself: Do you think I would be surprised? Do you also be surprised by such a ball? Joke! If you can knock this ball in with your backhand, I might be shocked. Hehe````, Ye Changfeng, you still don't understand what real basketball is.

He looked down at his left hand and a thought arose in his mind. Thinking of this, Yan Yufeng suddenly smiled again on his face.

"That No. 15 is amazing! It's so unbearable that No. 8!"

"Take your bullshit!"

The voices of the two sounded almost at the same time.

Sun Ming and Fang Xiang looked at each other, and immediately realized that the other party was Yan Yufeng's supporter. He smiled understandingly. Sun Ming said to the person next to him: "Can you change your position?"

"No problem!" The man agreed readily.

"Hi````! Hello! Do you like No. 8 too?" Fang Xiang said with a smile first.

"He is my brother, why don't I like him?" Sun Ming said proudly.

"Ah! Really?" Fang Xiang was surprised, and the pig and the monkey immediately turned their heads.

"Of course! We have been playing together for three years!" Sun Ming smiled proudly.

"Oh, the three of us just met him, haha! It seems we are very destined to be!" Fang Xiang didn't expect to meet an idol's good friend here, and he couldn't help but say joyfully.

"Yes, hehe```````!" Sun Ming was also very happy, but he muttered a little, when did Yan Yufeng make new friends and don't know him?

"We are here to cheer for him! No. 8! Come on!" Fang Xiang suddenly shouted loudly as if he had made his position.

Sun Ming next to him was shocked, but he immediately reacted and smiled and said, "I'm the same, let's see how my old friend defeated No. 15!"

"Yes, we have the same idea!" Fang Xiang and the other two nodded immediately and agreed.

"But this No. 15 is also very powerful. The move just now was really cool!" Xiaozhu couldn't help but add another sentence, but he was immediately frightened by Fang Xiang's murderous gaze and shut up!

"Oh, I don't necessarily mean it!" Sun Ming and Yan Yufeng played for so long, Yan Yufeng could do such a ball at any time, and even better.

"Is that true?" the monkey asked strangely.

"Let's wait and see, he will tell you the answer!" Sun Ming pointed at Yan Yufeng on the field, looking profound and sympathetic.

Yan Yufeng caught the ball, stretched out his right hand and made a gesture of two.

Everyone will run quickly according to the tactics immediately.

"It's going to be a single again!" Jinzui exclaimed.

As Jinzui said, most of the right side of the field were empty, and all the iron and steel players were pulled to the left by the 12th No. 1.

Wang Xuechao couldn't help but lean forward, staring at Yan Yufeng's body.

Jinzui and Tiekou were also attracted to each other and looked at Yan Yufeng with his eyes wide open.

The night wind twitched evenly, his feet were beating rhythmically and gently, and his eyes were staring at Yan Yufeng's face.

Hu Weihai was not far from Yan Yufeng, watching Yan Yufeng standing outside the three-point line arc on the right at such a close distance.

Hu Weihai felt the strong self-confidence emitted by this No. 8. Seeing him standing there like a javelin, Hu Weihai suddenly thought of a word to describe his current feeling - rule the world.

I took a look at my compelling disciple Ye Changfeng. Although his face was calm and his defensive movements were reasonable, I could see Ye Changfeng's nervousness in the inside line, and I could smell it even if I sniffed it.

With a light sigh, Hu Weihai shook his head.

Yan Yufeng looked at Ye Changfeng's eyes, and the eyes were filled with anxiety and strong anger.

Are you afraid of being defeated by me?

I really want to see your frustrated expression.

Yan Yufeng slowly bowed his javelin-like body, grabbed the ball with one hand with his right hand, and placed it gently in the air.

The body trembled suddenly, and the left foot had already stepped out to the right. At the same time, the right hand holding the ball, dribbled the ball to the right, and the whole body rushed out in a flash.

"Let's go!" Hu Dahai blurted out.

Look at the referee again, I didn’t brag!

The step just now was too fast. As soon as I took my left foot, the ball was transported out and landed, and the man and ball were integrated!!!

This thought flashed through Hu Weihai's mind.

With such a fast speed, Ye Changfeng could not make any predictions before Yan Yufeng broke through. When Yan Yufeng stepped out, Ye Changfeng reacted, roared and stuck it on.

But Yan Yufeng has already arrived at the left side of Ye Changfeng's body. You must understand that if a player is on the same shoulders as you, you can only follow the trend and try to drag his speed down with your own body, instead of reaching out to block it, because then you have already violated the rules of blocking!

Ye Changfeng naturally understood this principle, and the center of gravity was immediately followed, and his feet quickly moved away, but do you think this could keep up with Yan Yufeng's speed?

When Yan Yufeng suddenly reached Ye Changfeng's side, Sun Ming shouted: I'm going to score!

Because only he had a deep understanding and understanding, Yan Yufeng not only had a very fast first step, but also did not slow down the speed of the second step, but also would be even stronger in strength. No one could withstand him.

When Yan Yufeng took the second step, he pressed against Ye Changfeng and felt the powerful power and aura bursting out from Yan Yufeng, and he couldn't even get up. Yan Yufeng in front of him suddenly left.

Ye Changfeng was stunned and stopped chasing and stood there.

Ouyang Ming at the basket finally made up from the outside.

Yan Yufeng stepped out the third time and came to the basket on the right.

After seeing Ouyang Ming taking care of everything, he sneered in his heart: Let's see what a real hot-wheeled windmill is!

With a loud shout, Yan Yufeng jumped up like a spring from two meters from the bottom line of the basket, and held the ball with his right hand to reach towards the basket.

At this moment, Ouyang Ming had already jumped high, and his whole body was pressing towards Yan Yufeng like a mountain.

"Scream!" Yan Yufeng shouted loudly, stretched out his right hand, took a small and half circle and handed the ball to his left hand, and then his body suddenly thrust, and his whole body couldn't believe it and pulled up one point higher. He caught the ball with his left hand and grabbed a one-arm reincarnation with one hand. At this time, Yan Yufeng's entire body had already flown to the left side of the basket, and his head was only a few points away from the bottom of the rebound. The left hand holding the ball just finished the beautiful circle and then dunked it backhand to its final target.

"Bang!"

The basket shouted loudly, and excitedly threw the net into the sky, turning into a huge white wave.

Yan Yufeng fell down, flicked forward a few steps, reducing the impact brought by inertia, looking at the night wind that was stunned over there, coldly stretched out his right hand.

"Ah`````````````!" Jin Mou couldn't control himself and screamed.

"Oh my God```````````````````, there is such a dunk in this world!" The iron mouth was a little better, but his expression was like a golden mouth, and his facial expression was no longer controlled by himself.

"Hu``````````````````````````````````````!" After the audience was silent, they immediately exclaimed almost at the same time.

Hu Weihai shook his body and subconsciously covered his face with his right hand. Is he sad for his players or excited for this unimaginable goal?

This is all he can ask!

Wang Xuechao was stunned for a while, and suddenly burst out laughing as if he understood something, his head shaking, and he said in his mouth: Where did you learn so many dunks? Don't believe it! Don't believe it!

Gao Yuan reacted from the shock and suddenly shouted in hatred: You kid, you lied to me again!

Sun Ming turned his head proudly and looked at Fang Xiang and the other two, but found that the three of them were actually hugging each other. Looking at Fang Xiang and the other two crying, Sun Ming shouted in surprise: "Hey, what's wrong with you?"

"Didn't you see me crying?" Fang Xiang was still wiping his tears.

"I'm so dizzy, I can't use it to be so exaggerated!" Sun Ming was a little shocked, but as Yan Yufeng's close friend for three years, he had seen such a dunk once before, so he was a little prepared.

hey-hey!

"I don't want to cry, but I can't control myself! Oh my God, I finally saw such a wonderful dunk with my own eyes. I thought I was sitting in the NBA now!" The piglet shouted.

"Idol, my idol!" The monkey said this now and only said these two sentences, he kept hugging Fang Xiang, who was already a little unconscious.

"The newcomer king duel, Yan Yufeng from No. 8 obviously did this deliberately. This dunk is exactly the same as Ye Changfeng's goal just now, but Ye Changfeng made a layup, and Yan Yufeng actually dunked!!! Oh````````````````````````````````````` I still can't believe what I saw just now, watch the slow-motion replay again!" Jinzui still looked unbelievable.

Yan Yufeng's shocked moment appeared on the big screen east of the Power Stadium.

All eyes were focused on the big screen. As Yan Yufeng completed his entire action, the audience's call for "Oh````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````

"It's so wonderful! The Hot Wheel Windmill is backhand hook!!! It's so incredible! It's unbelievable, oh````````!" Tiekou couldn't help but moaned in a trembling voice when he looked at the microphone.

You can imagine how many people are moaning like iron mouths in every place in Beiyang and behind every TV that is watching live broadcast.

Very cool!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Yan Yufeng was not excited as the focus of everyone. He stood in front of Ye Changfeng, looked at Ye Changfeng's resentment and unwilling expression, and said coldly: "This is basketball! Do you understand?" After saying that, he left.

The wind is long at night, I want you to remember the day when you compete with me like Xiang Lie!

Gao Yuan rushed over and shouted: "Didn't you say you can't deduct it? You actually lied to me!"

Yan Yufeng hugged Gaoyuan and couldn't help but smile bitterly, saying, "Sorry, I forgot a word. I just said that I can't hold my right hand, but my left hand, haha````!"

"Damn, how can you do this? I don't have any preparation in my heart, do you know? My heart just now was almost stopped beating! Oh my God```````How can you do this!"

"Damn!" Yan Yufeng looked at the ecstatic plateau, then looked at the team member's door that he was rushing towards, and shouted in his heart: "It's a tragic this time!"

"Pu! Pu! Pu!" Zhai Yong and others hugged Yan Yufeng heavily and lay on the ground.

"Ah!" Yan Yufeng said with a smile.

Qin Lan looked up at the excited audience members, looked at Yan Yufeng's laughing face, and suddenly thought sadly in her heart: Maybe I can never share the happiness he brought with him like this!

"Dou````````````````!" The referee only returned to normal at this moment, blew the whistle, raised his hand to signal to the statistics station that Ouyang Ming, No. 25, made a foul!

Liu Wei hugged the camera in his hand, smiled, glanced at Xiaohui who was frustrated, and said to himself: You finally understand what real basketball is!

The winner is the king (three)

Great Qin Bingbing
Chapter completed!