Although Wu Sheng used his big butt to block the way, he saw that the person he was guarding was reaching out for the ball, so he didn't dare to rush out recklessly. Otherwise, if the person who rushed into the penalty area passed the ball, the person he was guarding would be wide open.
He could only manage to launch an attack and provide some disruption.
The opponent made a standard three-step layup, and the ball left his fingertips.
Chen Guanggang wants to personally demonstrate the true value of the saying, "The essence of humanity is to repeat itself."
The words "mine" and "mine" were already brewing in my throat.
Lu Yibei suddenly attacked from the weak side and leaped up.
"Bang!"
He slapped the flying ball down with his palm.
Chen Guang: ?
Wu Guang: ? ?
The one who was about to score was also: ? ? ?
...His shot was blocked?
He watched the boy block his layup attempt.
After knocking the basketball away, the latter quickly snatched it back from the ground.
Then, retreating back beyond the three-point line signifies a change of possession.
Honestly, getting blocked on a basketball court is a very embarrassing thing, second only to being dunked on.
But where on a pickup basketball court are you going to find that many muscular guys who can dunk?
Being able to touch the rim is already quite an achievement... so it's not an exaggeration to say that being blocked is the "most embarrassing" thing.
"Holy crap."
"What a nice hat!"
"Do you have springs in your feet? How can you jump so high!"
Hearing the sighs of those around him, the man's face turned a grim black.
He then delivered a classic quote that is unparalleled on the court:
"...He hit me."
Lu Yibei asked with a smile, "Then you can have the ball back?"
The dark-faced man blushed.
Doesn't he know whether he actually hit him or not?
Seeing that the other party had no intention of arguing with him, he didn't try to make trouble either, but simply said:
"Let it go this time."
Then he told his teammate, "I'll guard him."
He then lowered his center of gravity and looked at Lu Yibei with a solemn expression.
Lu Yibei was five or six centimeters taller than him, so he felt a bit of pressure.
“…Come on.” He wanted to save face.
A block on a shot created a tense atmosphere, which the other players on the court could sense.
So I pulled them apart, wanting them to have a round of one-on-one.
Lu Yibei smiled slightly.
The boy opposite her sharpened his gaze. He'd give him a taste of his own medicine! He'd have to get him to try hotpot too!
Then Lu Yibei flicked his wrist and passed the ball to Chen Guang.
Chen Guang: ?
His opponent didn't even expect this turn of events and didn't even make a defensive move.
Chen Guang quickly jumped up and threw the ball. With a thud, the basketball hit the rim and went in.
Chen Guang put his hands on his hips, full of admiration:
"That's so accurate, I..."
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