Before he finished speaking, Liu Feng had already deftly lifted the basketball with one finger, and then with a graceful turn, faced the basket directly.
This action instantly attracted the attention of everyone around.
Everyone cast curious and puzzled glances his way, wondering what he was up to.
"Is he really going to try to shoot? How is that possible!" This thought arose in everyone's mind at the same time.
However, Liu Feng's next move was like magic, leaving everyone present speechless.
With a flick of his index finger, the basketball seemed to come alive, spinning rapidly on his fingertip before arcing gracefully towards the basket.
At that moment, time seemed to stand still.
Everyone held their breath, watching the rapidly spinning basketball with a mixture of tension and anticipation.
Song Yu couldn't help but sneer: "It's a miracle you can make a shot like that!"
After saying this, he sneered repeatedly, turned around and was about to leave, his eyes full of disdain and suspicion.
But just as he took his first step, his previously disdainful expression was instantly replaced by astonishment.
Liu Feng's basketball shot went through the center of the net with perfect accuracy.
The crisp sound of the net going in was like a resounding slap across Song Yu's face.
After a brief silence, the girls watching from both sides cheered first: "He made the shot from outside the court! That was amazing!"
The boys on the field widened their eyes, then gave Liu Feng a thumbs up, their eyes full of admiration and respect.
Someone exclaimed enviously, "That finger strike was truly amazing! I want to learn it!"
At this moment, Song Yu stood there stunned for a long time before he came to his senses and muttered stubbornly, "It's just luck."
Liu Feng smiled slightly at Song Yu's stubborn expression and made no response.
Wang Juan, standing to the side, excitedly grabbed Liu Feng's arm and said happily, "Liu Feng, you're amazing! This isn't luck, it's skill."
Liu Feng gently patted Wang Juan's hand: "You understand me best."
At this moment, the atmosphere on the field became even more intense.
Those boys who once looked down on Liu Feng had to re-evaluate this low-key young man.
Song Yu felt a burning sensation on his face, his heart filled with a mixture of jealousy and resentment.
In order to save face, he decided to challenge Liu Feng.
He shouted at Liu Feng, "Liu Feng, that was just a coincidence, wasn't it? How about a real match?"
Seeing Song Yu's anxious look, Liu Feng frowned slightly. He didn't want to get involved in this pointless fight and was about to leave with Wang Juan.
However, Wang Juan was unwilling to miss this fun opportunity, and she pleaded, "Why don't you go up and play a game? I've never seen you play basketball before."
Liu Feng smiled and said, "Since you're so eager to see it, I'll take you with me."
He took Wang Juan's delicate hand, stepped onto the playground, and looked at Song Yu, saying, "Okay, since you want to compete, then I'll hold my girlfriend's hand and play two balls with you using my other hand."
Although Liu Feng's voice was not loud, it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.
Upon hearing this, Song Yu was even more frustrated and wanted to teach Liu Feng a lesson.
The surrounding audience immediately erupted in excitement. "Liu Feng wants to compete with Song Yu with one hand? Don't talk big and you'll get yourself into trouble. This is going to be a good show."
The match begins.
Song Yu was the first to gain possession of the ball, his eyes filled with fighting spirit, clearly wanting to suppress Liu Feng severely in this match.
He quickly dribbled past his opponent, wanting to showcase his basketball skills.
However, Liu Feng remained unusually calm. He calmly defended himself, waiting for the best opportunity, while also exchanging a few jokes with Wang Juan.
As Song Yu prepared to shoot, Liu Feng, holding Wang Juan's hand, suddenly darted forward, leaped lightly, and extended his other hand to easily block Song Yu's shot.
This scene left everyone speechless; no one had expected Liu Feng's basketball skills to be so formidable.
Then, Liu Feng passed the ball he had grabbed to Wang Juan, gently lifted her arm and tossed it, and the basketball landed steadily in the basket.
"Wow!"
Another burst of enthusiastic applause and cheers erupted around them. Wang Juan was overwhelmed with excitement when she saw that she had also managed to throw a ball into the net.
Song Yu stood there, his face full of disbelief: "Is it possible to perform such a skillful maneuver?"
Unwilling to give up, he quickly launched a counterattack, but Liu Feng still easily dealt with it and scored another basket.
At this moment, Song Yu finally understood that the gap between him and Liu Feng was not only reflected in basketball skills, but also in mentality and overall strength.
He could only watch helplessly as Liu Feng took Wang Juan's hand and walked away.
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