"No, one fight is enough!" Yan Yufeng said.

"Okay! You are a guest, you kick off the ball! Are you changing the shot?" Tang Chaohui threatened Su and asked to throw it to Yan Yufeng.

Yan Yufeng raised his eyebrows and said, "It's just my wish!" He turned his head and looked at Ouyang Shangzhi who was standing next to him and said, "I'm sorry, I'm going to fight one-on-one, you can watch it first!"

Ouyang Shangzhi suddenly realized that a wonderful game was about to happen, so he nodded, left the court, and stood on the sidelines holding the basketball and watched.

Tang Chaohui took a few steps back, came to the free throw line, and said, "Let's start!"

Su Xun and Tong Shan also stepped out of the field, and when the people playing next to him saw that their idol was going to have a one-on-one fight with a handsome man, they couldn't help but all of them surrounded him.

The sharp-eyed one immediately discovered that the person who wanted to fight against the number one figure in his school was Wang Yanyufeng, a newcomer from the high school basketball league this year!

Suddenly, the onlookers burst into tears, and everyone began to talk excitedly. The news that the newcomer Wang Yanyufeng was about to fight with MVP Tang Chaohui, who is expected to defend again this year, spread throughout the school like the ringtone of the get out of class.

"Listen, this year's newcomer Wang suddenly came to our school and officially sent a challenge book to our idol, MVP Tang Chaohui at the North Basketball Court! Come and read it! What other classes are there?" One person suddenly stood at the gate of a classroom and shouted loudly. After saying that, he immediately rushed to the next classroom to publish this amazing news.

The students in the classroom began to stir up. The newcomer king was so wonderful about the MVP, and they were watching it up close without spending money. Suddenly, the students rushed towards the classroom door.

Strangely, the girl was faster than the boy, and she screamed and rushed out of the classroom door with a complete hissing.

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The charm of idols is so great! I am jealous!

I don’t know which depressed boy suddenly screamed loudly.

A teacher happened to walk out of the grade group office and saw the crowded students rushing down the stairs desperately. He couldn't help but touch his ears strangely and said to himself: "Why did the get out of class end? Why didn't I hear it? Strange!"

If you float in the sky now and look down at the campus of No. 2 Middle School, you will be surprised to find that countless black dots are pouring out from various teaching buildings and moving in the same direction.

The North School Basketball Court suddenly became the focus of the 6,000 students of No. 2 Middle School.

Yan Yufeng stroked the basketball in his hand, feeling its sensibility and elasticity, patted it, then pressed the ball to the ground, slowly took off the outer garment, revealing the sleeveless black T-shirt inside, and threw the clothes to Ouyang Shangzhi who was standing on the side of the court, saying, "Please take care of me."

"Yeah!" Ouyang Shangzhi nodded and hugged his clothes in his arms.

Yan Yufeng bent down and picked up the ball with both hands, patted it, and said, "The ball is very good!"

"Of course, the authentic NBA professional basketball - SPALDING." Tang Chaohui said.

Yan Yufeng looked around and said lightly: "Look, there are more and more people watching, it's not good!"

Tang Chaohui did not go to see more and more people around him, and his eyes flashed with a bright light and said, "Why is it not good?"

"If there are too many people watching, it will be very difficult for anyone to step down if they lose!" Yan Yufeng continued to attack Tang Chaohui's morale.

"Oh, is that? That's not better!" Tang Chaohui suddenly burst into laughter and fought back.

"Better?" Yan Yufeng said suspiciously.

"Isn't that forced us to show all our strength?" Tang Chaohui's eyes were filled with a look of expectation.

Yan Yufeng laughed in silence, shook his head, and said something that Tang Chaohui would remember throughout his life.

"You never know what my strength is!"

Tang Chao was stunned for a moment, and finally got angry with Yan Yufeng's words. He snorted heavily, spread his hands, made a hook gesture to Yan Yufeng, and said, "Come on!"

"Here you!" Yan Yufeng answered lightly, dribbling the ball easily and naturally toward Tang Chaohui and Beiyang's MVP.

The most exciting, exciting and anticipated single-handed challenge in Beiyang is finally about to begin.

The students of the second middle school, who were accumulating more and more on the stands around, began to shout in unison: "MVP, MVP!"

Among the excited faces, a middle-aged man stood in the crowd, looking at Yan Yufeng and Tang Chaohui on the field with a contemplative look on his face.

"Who is the strongest SG in Beiyang? I'll know soon!" the middle-aged man whispered, his eyes showing an expectation.

Yan Yufeng transported it to Tang Chaohui one and a half meters away, bent down, and the ball flicked between his feet, looking at Tang Chaohui with a calm face, and whispered: "Which side do you think I will break out?"

"I'll know later!" Tang Chaohui's eyes shot out a cold light and replied.

Yan Yufeng's mouth slightly cracked a little, and a smile appeared.

The basketball that was transporting back and forth between his feet suddenly accelerated, and the ball reached its right hand. When he pulled his body, his shoulders trembled violently. Tang Chaohui was caught by the slight tremor and he didn't know where Yan Yufeng was going to. Suddenly, Tang Chaohui realized the terrifying singles ability of the newcomer king in front of him!

"Scream!" Yan Yufeng shouted softly, and his right hand holding the ball drew a thin line directly in front of Tang Chaohui, sweeping to the left, and his body had already followed.

"To the left!" Tang Chaohui finally confirmed, and moved the center of gravity like lightning right (relatively speaking, the attack direction is right, and the defense direction is naturally to the left. This question will not be repeated in the future!) The wind roared in Tang Chaohui's ears, and Yan Yufeng's body passed by him like a sharp thick-backed knife.

"It's over!" The audience exclaimed.

"The speed is too fast! It's hard to imagine!" the middle-aged man in the crowd murmured.

The showdown is not over yet!

In a very short time, Tang Chaohui had adjusted his pace, took a big step, and cut straight to the basket.

It's not that easy for you to make a layup!

Tang Chaohui growled.

Is that right? Yan Yufeng glanced at Tang Chaohui's black shadow and cut straight to the basket and shouted in his heart.

Tang Chaohui was indeed very powerful. He didn't chase after him after he passed, but cut off the basket directly, ready to block his layup.

Your judgment is indeed extraordinary, but do you think this will stop me?

Yan Yufeng took a big step, and after kicking his left foot, he accelerated again, and instantly stepped into the three-second zone from the side.

He jumped up and held the ball with both hands and raised it high. Yan Yufeng rushed to the basket in no time.

Tang Chaohui rushed over with both hands, and with the huge sound of breaking wind, he hit Yan Yufeng's hands.

Want to cover me?

Go to die````````````````!

Yan Yufeng shouted loudly, just as Tang Chaohui was about to touch his hands, he suddenly shrank, twisted his hands for a moment, and suddenly held the ball and shrank it against his chest, then held the ball with both hands and raised it up again towards the upward wheel.

At this moment, Yan Yufeng had already jumped over the basket, and Tang Chaohui pounced on the empty hand and smashed it hard on the rebound, making a loud "pong" sound.

"Bang Peng!" The basket screamed, and a white wave started.

"Swipe the hand and twitch it back!" After witnessing the whole process, the middle-aged man could not suppress his sudden burst of emotions and blurted out.

Yan Yufeng fell to the ground, bent down and supported the ground with both hands, then slowly turned around, glanced at the basketball that was still flicking on the ground, grabbed it with one hand, handed it to Tang Chaohui, who was standing at the basket and was in a daze, and said indifferently: "It's your time to serve!"

The whole audience was so quiet that all the students were speechless whether they were sad for their MVP or for the wonderful dunk that they saw with their own eyes but did not see clearly.

Standing on the free throw line, Yan Yufeng spread his hands and looked at Tang Chaohui on the top arc of the three-point line to stretch out his right hand and hooked his index finger.

Tang Chaohui's expressionless face suddenly showed a smile, shook his head, and dribbled the ball to Yan Yufeng.

In a few steps, he had already arrived in front of Yan Yufeng. Just as Yan Yufeng had just relieved his focus, Tang Chaohui had already moved.

Step to the right, change to the left, sprint your body sharply, withdraw the ball, twist and accelerate!

All the movements were synthesized in one go, and Yan Yufeng felt that he was still in front of him, but it didn't change immediately. When he turned around and saw Tang Chaohui jumping high and having a super button with one hand.

"Bang!" The basket shouted again in depression. A roar broke out in the audience. Tang Chaohui grabbed the ball with his teeth and handed it to Yan Yufeng, and said coldly: "It's your turn!"

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, Chaohui, you have made progress again!

It's really amazing! I finally understand why you, Tang Chaohui, are so powerful. It turns out that your steps are so dreamy!

Yan Yufeng finally discovered Tang Chaohui's extraordinary features.

"Okay!" Yan Yufeng took the ball over, and this time he did not dribble between his feet, and dribbled the ball directly in front of Tang Chaohui with his right hand.

His right shoulder trembled, and his left foot took a step forward. Tang Chaohui's eyes felt like lightning and his impulse was coming from Yan Yufeng.

Where to?

Right? Left?

The right hand holding the ball suddenly moved, and then he looked to the right. With such a simple look, Tang Chaohui's eyes were like Yan Yufeng had already used that breathtaking sword!

With a loud shout, Tang Chaohui took a slight step back and moved the center of gravity completely left.

Yan Yufeng's body suddenly stretched upwards, and the right hand holding the ball hit back. The ball had already stepped down to the left hand. He bent his feet slightly and jumped up lightly, and the left hand holding the ball reached.

The body stretched out immediately, and the ball was already under the support of the right hand, and with the left hand, the ball also came out with the trend as the whole body was fully expanded. Tang Chaohui, whose center of gravity was already on the left and his body was retreating, said that he did not even have the power to jump up and block the block, allowing the ball to fly past his head and fall down to the basket.

"Two to one!" Yan Yufeng stood in front of Tang Chaohui and laughed softly.

He actually chose to shoot instead of breaking through, and I was deceived by him!

One thought flashed through Tang Chaohui's mind, which made the MVP who was invincible in the North Yang two years stunned.

Taking a deep breath, Tang Chaohui ordered himself to calm down, calmly take the ball over and walk out.

"Tang Chaohui, come on ``````````!" More and more students around began to shout their idol names. In the territory of No. 2 Middle School, we must not fail!

The proud No. 2 Middle School will never tolerate such a thing happening.

Yan Yufeng looked around the excited students and smiled slightly.

What's the rush? It will give you a good result!

Tang Chaohui dribbled the ball, and the trembling between his feet and the continuous swing of his shoulders, Yan Yufeng felt his center of gravity being bit by bit by bit, and calmed down and stared at Tang Chaohui.

Shaking, stepping, closing, changing direction, Tang Chaohui suddenly disappeared in front of Yan Yufeng.
To be continued...