The DJ on the scene turned into a host and asked Wang Lun: "Sir, what is the name?"

Wang Lun smiled and said, "Time is important, let's start first."

DJ was not angry at all, and he was good at shaking the atmosphere. He said loudly: "Dear viewers, the streetball challenge initiated by the hot chariot Tus and the gentleman next to me is about to begin. Everyone hold their breath and enjoy the intense streetball confrontation! Come on, the drum beats sound!"

After this shout, the atmosphere escalated a little, and then the dense drum sound appeared, and the atmosphere was ignited in an instant!

Everyone's attention was focused on the confrontation between the two, and they wanted to see a high-level street ball fighting.

Although many people still wonder why the young man on the court was still dressed in suits and leather shoes, no one was booing.

Because, everyone can see that this young man is standing there, and he has an extraordinary aura released. As long as he is not blind and his mind is not confused, he can discover it.

So, they thought, maybe this young man is the king of street football in China, and he disdains to change into a more sports uniform, so he plans to wear formal clothes and defeat foreign street football experts?

Only a small number of people recognized Wang Lun's identity.

"Isn't this the leader of Yinshan Village, the organizer of this Chinese competition? I remember there was a report in the news that Yinshan Village developed into a fairyland on earth because of this young man."

"I seem to have an impression, but there are very few reports on this, and I vaguely remember it's like this."

The villagers of Yinshan Village were calm. The foreigner named Tus was actually embarrassed to ask Wang Lun to go to the court by name and challenge him to conduct a street ball. It was really a lantern in the pit and looking for a shi.

Wang Lun can do everything, and that Tus can only end up in abusive way.

Dongdong, Dongdongdong, Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong!

The drums are getting more and more intense, shaking people's emotions.

The DJ suddenly stretched out his hand and the drum sounded abruptly. He shouted two words: "Start!"

Then, without any drag, he left the half-court of the basketball court and handed over the half-court venue to Wang Lun and Tuss.

"Why didn't the rules be announced?" someone asked loudly.

The person who knows streetball explained from the side: "It should be a one-on-one challenge. Maybe whoever gets the first eleven points will win. CNZ scores two points, three-pointers will be counted as three-pointers, and there will be free throws when shooting fouls."

"But why didn't I see the referee?" asked again by the person who asked the question before.

The person who answered the answer didn't understand anymore, so he had to say, "Look at the situation, it should be possible without a referee."

In fact, after the DJ on the spot shouted the word "start", it didn't take ten seconds or half a minute. In a few seconds, Tuss turned a basketball on his right index finger and walked to Wang Lun.

Tuss sneered contemptuously and looked down on Wang Lun: "I didn't expect you to really dare to face the challenge."

"It just happened to be time, come up and warm up." Wang Lun replied calmly in English.

Tuce was unhappy. The basketball on his fingers rotated faster, like a hot wheel, bringing a wave of wind. He didn't even look at the basketball in his hand, as if the action was simple. He was watching Wang Lun, staring at Wang Lun as if he was watching a joke.

"Okay, if you dare to come up, you will definitely not be afraid of being ugly, hahaha."

In this way, I made up my mind to let Wang Lun lose his ugly face in front of more than 10,000 spectators on the court.

"Give you the ball first, whoever scores three goals first will win."

Tuss said, his fingers shook and the basketball flew up, but it was very fast, and he was spinning, rushing towards Wang Lun's face.

Tuss made this move suddenly, and although it was just a shaking finger, it was like whipping a gyro with a rope. When he threw it out, the force on the basketball when it flew out was actually very strong and the rotation speed was amazing.

If Wang Lun is a rookie who doesn't touch basketball much, then I'm sorry, his small move can make basketball hit Wang Lun in the face and make Wang Lun look ugly in public.

Wang Lun watched the basketball swirling and flying over, calmly spreading the five fingers of his right hand, and with a click, the basketball came into contact with his palm, as if it was sucked, and it stopped moving in an instant.

This one-handed ball-catching action has no technical content, but Wang Lun did it cleanly and neatly, which is something that an ordinary basketball enthusiast can't do so smoothly.

Experts will know if there is any. Although it is still impossible to judge whether Wang Lun is a professional streetball player, at least Wang Lu's move is related to basketball. The audience all thought that it might be a battle between the dragon and the tiger in the streetball game.

Tuss didn't expect that his eyes were a little surprised, and he immediately recovered and didn't take it seriously.

Just catch the basketball, with a big palm and a flexible wrist, it is not difficult to do it.

"bring it on."

He looked at Wang Lun lazily, leaning forward and bending, preparing for defense, Achilles tendon, knees, arms, waist and back, were actually exerting force, not as lazy as it seemed on the surface.

Tuss himself did not realize that he was subconsciously cautious, but was actually affected by Wang Lun's calmness.

However, after Wang Lun stopped the ball, he did not stand outside the three-point line to attack, but threw the basketball over.

"What does it mean?" Tuss took the ball, puzzled.

"You start first." Wang Lun said lightly.

Tuss sneered: "It's just three goals, I'll start first, you don't even have a chance to shoot."

He asked Wang Lun to shoot first, of course, not to consider Wang Lun, so that Wang Lun would be less ugly.

On the contrary, Wang Lun attacked first, he defended, showed the defensive ability of a wave of street ball masters, and then made another wave of flow and scored three goals on Wang Lun's head in a row!

This is perfect, and can attack the opponent to the greatest extent and make the opponent lose all face.

But I didn't expect that the other party was even more pretentious than him.

"It's better to advise you to attack first, otherwise I will beat you three to zero." Tuss said hypocritically, and persuading is false, and ridicule is true.

Wang Lun shook his head and said, "You can attack with all your money. If you shoot a goal in front of me, I will lose."

Tuss was excited and said angrily: "I have never seen you brag like this!"

The host on the scene saw that the two were not competing for basketball, as if they were fighting verbally, and the hot chariot Tus seemed very excited, and he was very curious, so he ran up quickly and pointed the microphone at Wang Lun.

"Sir, are you having a verbal confrontation with Tus? What did you say to him?"

The audience pricked up their ears and wanted to hear what Wang Lun said, but it actually made Tus lose his composure.

Wang Lun was still very calm and spoke Gu Jing Wubo: "I told him that he could shoot a ball on my head, even if I lose."

“Wow!”

The host was shocked and looked at Wang Lun with strange and curious eyes.

This is definitely a big talk. If it is just for bragging, it can be understood. After all, someone with a thick skin that is comparable to a city wall can say such big talk.

But if it is not bragging, but what you say, spitting and nailing, it would be terrible.

Because, the opponent is one of the top strongest streetball players in the United States.

It is not very difficult to prevent the opponent from making a single shot, but it is super high.

The host could not judge Wang Lun’s thoughts, and he did not react slowly. He knew that Wang Lun’s words could create a gimmick and increase the audience’s interest.

So, the host moved the microphone away from Wang Lun's mouth, shouted loudly to the audience: "You may not have heard it clearly just now. This gentleman has challenged the hot chariot Tus. He said that as long as Tus can score a goal on his head, please note that even if he only scores one goal, he will lose!"

"Wow, it's so crazy. This means that he will be here tonight, in front of more than 10,000 of us, and seal the hot chariot Tus! It's so crazy!"

These few words really caused an uproar.

"Awesome, if you didn't mean to be ruthless, that would be awesome!"

"It's really crazy, but I also hope that our Chinese can beat American streetball masters on streetball!"

"That's such a domineering sentence! This is equivalent to little potato Brooks fighting James, saying that James can't get a point on my head tonight, it's awesome!"

The host immediately shouted out the previous words to some foreign fans in English.

Anyway, this streetball challenge program was held during the intermission and would not be broadcast live on TV. It doesn’t matter if the gimmick is created. As long as there are no vicious incidents such as fighting and fighting.

One stone stirs up a thousand layers of waves.

Wang Lun's words aroused a fierce reaction from the audience, and Wang Lun, one of the parties involved, was still very calm and was waiting for Tus to act.

"Sister, if Wang Lun showed such a momentum to face you in his life, would you feel pressured?" Gu Yingying couldn't help but ask curiously.

She found that Wang Lun's aura was very unusual, not the aura of a superior, nor the kind of sharpness, not ostentatious, but domineering.

If I had this happen in my life, many people would probably not be able to adapt.

Chen Ruolan smiled and said, "He, I haven't treated me like this."

Wang Lun did not show her domineering and fierce side, and she didn't like the domineering president's style.

On the field, Tuss looked at the audience's reaction and knew that he was difficult to get on the throne, and was very annoyed. The man on the opposite side was so hateful that he dared to look down on him so much, so he would fight and then fight back!

Tuss began to dribble, and reached outside the three-point line, stood still, and then threw the ball to Wang Lun. Wang Lun took the ball and threw it back to Tuss.

Tuss began the attack, and he dribbled back from behind, moving the center of gravity either to the left or to the right, observing Wang Lun's reaction.

As long as Wang Lun's center of gravity shifts, no matter which side he is facing, he will immediately dribble the ball and break through from the other side.

This is what a top street player is best at. When facing ordinary people, they can easily shake the opponent down.

But Tus pulled Wang Lun's center of gravity back and forth, but found that Wang Lun was not moving at all, his shoulders were not moving, and his center of gravity was as stable as a rock.

Not fooled?

Tuss quickly controlled the basketball and moved it to his front, leaning his body to the right, and was about to break through Wang Lun from the right and go to the basket.

The next moment, Tus's eyes lit up, and the other party could not hold back. He leaned to the left and wanted to move to the left, that is, when the face-to-face direction was opposite, blocking his right breakthrough.

This is a trap.

He just feinted the right side.

"But that's the case." Tuss commented disdainfully.
To be continued...