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More and more people gathered around. At this time, even Blake had to hold his breath and concentrate on it, not daring to be distracted in the slightest.

The greater the fame, the greater the pressure. Even if Black knew that his winning rate was extremely high, he did not dare to be distracted.

While aiming, the basketball flew out of his hand and hit the basket in a beautiful parabolic shape.

The scene was quiet for about two seconds, and then there was a burst of thunderous applause.

"Good! Blake, you are amazing!"

"Black, powerful!"

"Black! Black!"

Many people applauded and shouted frantically, looking at Black's expression, they were full of enthusiasm.

A goal was scored, and Black was relieved. He turned to look at Zhao Zichen and said, "Zhao, it's your turn. Don't be too nervous, just shoot well."

Zhao Zichen smiled and nodded.

This is definitely the first time he has touched basketball in his life!
When holding this basketball, I am still not used to it.

Take a few random shots on the ground, and they all look very special, and you can see that you are an outsider.

Seeing this, Blake smiled contemptuously, but didn't say anything.

Instead, some onlookers shouted: "Hey! Huaxia people, don't be nervous, you can't beat Black anyway!"

"That's right, just play casually, don't be nervous!"

"Not many Huaxia can play basketball!"

Many people were teasing and laughing, there was a huge contrast between Zhao Zichen and Black.

Zhao Zichen didn't care about these voices, he was adjusting his touch.

He held the basketball in his hand, looked at his own basket, and then threw it with one hand.

The basketball was slowly flying in the air, and finally, it hit the backboard heavily and bounced off.

The first goal, not scored.

"Sure enough." Zhao Zichen shook his head with a wry smile.

Seeing this, Black smiled and said, "Zhao, don't be nervous."

After speaking, he picked up his basketball again. After taking two shots, he jumped slightly on the spot, dropped the basketball, and finally threw it into the basket again. It felt very good.

Black nodded in satisfaction, and then said to Zhao Zichen: "Zhao, you should try to let the basketball fall like a parabola instead of hitting the backboard with it."

Everyone laughed and hit the backboard with a basketball. Is it possible to score a goal?
Zhao Zichen took the basketball and nodded.

He tried his best to control his strength.

The ball flew out in a parabola, but in the end, it only hit the basket and bounced away.

The second goal, missed, almost!
But at this time Zhao Zichen's mouth had a faint smile, and he finally felt something!
"Zhao, don't be nervous, you will be fine." Black said to Zhao Zichen with a smile.

Then, his third basketball followed suit.

Zhao Zichen nodded with a smile, and said: "Okay, I have found the feeling, Blake, you have to be careful next time."

Hearing Zhao Zichen's words, Black had a playful smile on his face and said, "Really? Then I look forward to your explosion."

An outsider, making himself careful, Blake felt that this was the funniest joke he had heard this year.

However, at this moment, his smile slowly froze.

Zhao Zichen held the basketball this time, without even a little hesitation, he just threw it out, and finally, he touched a little bit of the basket and passed it in.

The third goal, scored!

After the scene was quiet for a while, some people laughed and applauded.

Mao Lin was also very happy when she saw her: "Great, Chen Da made a hit, it's amazing!"

Shooting from a distance of eight meters is definitely not an easy task.

"This Chinese man is so lucky that he hit the target!"

"Of course, ten balls, even if you throw them randomly, I might score one!"

"He just had better luck."

The onlookers are also discussing, but they don't think it's strength, they just say it's luck.

"Congratulations, Zhao, it seems that you have found the feeling." Black also thought it was just good luck, and said to Zhao Zichen.

Zhao Zichen clapped his hands and smiled: "Yes, Black, you must be careful next time."

This was so arrogant, Blake wanted to hit someone after hearing it.

"Okay, I will!" He gritted his teeth and said to Zhao Zichen.

Then, shoot the ball, and hit it with one shot!
And when it was Zhao Zichen's turn, he saw Zhao Zichen holding a basketball, looking at the basket, and measuring the distance for a while.

"Zhao, don't be nervous." Black laughed jokingly. He thought Zhao Zichen was too nervous because he was worried that he would not be able to enter again.

Zhao Zichen looked at Black, smiled slightly, and then slowly took a step back, about sixty centimeters.

This retreat surprised many people. What is this for?
Black looked at Zhao Zichen curiously, but saw that the basketball had already flown out of Zhao Zichen's hands. In the end, he didn't even touch the basket, and the ball went in!

"It seems that basketball is really a very simple sport." Zhao Zichen said to Black with a smile.

Hit, and still retreated [-] centimeters, the fourth ball, into the hollow ball!

The scene was quiet again, and then everyone applauded wildly, with excited expressions on their faces.

"Oh! mygod! He actually scored a goal. From such a distance, he actually scored. It's great!"

"God, is this luck?"

"But he also entered just now, and this time it's even more perfect!"

Everyone looked at Zhao Zichen's expression and couldn't get any more excited.

Black looked at Zhao Zichen uncertainly, and finally snorted, he didn't believe it, it must be Zhao Zichen's luck!

At present, I still lead by two goals!
At this point, he holds the ball and is about to throw for the fifth time.

Take a deep breath, shoot, score!
He breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled provocatively at Zhao Zichen.

The audience at the scene naturally applauded and cheered for him. After all, Blake is the real professional master, and he also made four out of four shots.

As for Zhao Zichen, although he scored two goals, it was probably due to luck.

Zhao Zichen looked at Black and gave a thumbs up.

Black smiled triumphantly and said, "Zhao, you don't need to feel pressured, we're just having fun."

That said, it does seem to be comforting words.

At this time, Zhao Zichen took the basketball and took another step back slowly.

When Blake saw him, his face changed again. Why did this guy retreat again?And looking at his expression, there is no sign of nervousness, but it seems that he is really, calmly, playing?
The other viewers were also very curious, why did this guy retreat again, is he so confident in his skills?

"What is this Huaxia kid doing? He retreated at the beginning of the fourth ball, and now he retreats again. Does he want to change his position to change his luck?"

"It looks like he is very confident. Does he have the confidence to defeat Black?"

"Don't be kidding, even a professional star can't say he can beat Black, what is he?"

Everyone is discussing, very curious, this practice of taking a step back after throwing a ball is too surprising.

At this time, I saw Zhao Zichen shouting to Little Lot with a smile: "Little Lot, I will do a magic trick for you, you have to see clearly!"

Just after Zhao Zichen said this, everyone didn't realize what it meant.

Little Lotte clapped his hands happily, and said bouncingly, "Okay, okay! Zhao, you change quickly, you change quickly!"

"Okay!"

Zhao Zichen chuckled, took the basketball and threw it in the direction of the basketball.

Little Lott's eyes were fixed on the basketball without blinking.

"clatter!"

At this moment, Zhao Zichen snapped his fingers suddenly.

Then, bursts of screams spread.

"That basketball, basketball!"

"How did basketball blossom?"

Everyone looked at the basketball flying to the basket, and small red flowers slowly appeared around it, which looked like flower balls.

Blake was so startled by this scene that he almost didn't jump up.

"It's so beautiful, Zhao, you're amazing!" Little Lott applauded excitedly, and shouted loudly at Zhao Zichen.

And the basketball, with these flowers, slowly flew to the basket, and in the end it was very, very "coincidentally" that the flowers went in without even touching the basket.

The fifth ball is another hollow ball!

The moment the goal was scored, everyone became even more surprised from surprise.

They applauded excitedly, cheered loudly, and they couldn't be more excited!

"Another hollow ball, my God, is this Chinese a basketball genius?"

"No, he must be a legendary martial arts master in China!"

"Yes! He must know Huaxia Kung Fu, Kung Fu!"

Everyone looked at Zhao Zichen with bright eyes. Judging from the way Zhao Zichen patted the ball, he knew that he was a newcomer.

But a rookie can score goals one after another. They really can't think of other reasons besides using Chinese Kungfu to explain it.

"Hey, it feels good, Blake, it's your turn." Zhao Zichen shouted to Odor with a smile.

It's a pity that Black's skin was originally black, otherwise we could see if his face is dark now.

But what is certain is that Black's mood is not very beautiful now, looking at Zhao Zichen, he actually has a sense of crisis!

He suddenly felt a sense of regret. He shouldn't have had a shooting contest with Zhao Zichen just now.

How could this Huaxia man be so evil? I clearly thought he couldn't play!
What's the situation now?Not only did he hit two hollow balls, but he kept retreating. Now he is almost ten meters away from the basket. Even in the NBA, there are not many people who can shoot hollow balls at a distance of ten meters, right?

Is this really not luck?

Now Black didn't dare to think too much, and he had no choice but to step off the stage. After taking several shots with the basketball in his hand, he looked at the basket solemnly.

Then, shoot, score.

Although there was still applause, it was not as intense as it was at the beginning.

Everyone's eyes were on this Huaxia man, they wanted to know if Zhao Zichen would back down again!

"Back off, he's back off again!" Someone shouted at this moment.

Zhao Zichen moved his feet again and took a step back, sixty centimeters!

Zhao Zichen retreated from the fourth ball to the sixth ball now, a total of 180 centimeters, ten meters away from the basket!
Zhao Zichen's retreat undoubtedly put pressure on Black. If the sixth goal is also scored, Black must respond. After all, he has been standing in this position. Even if all other goals are scored, it is still a victory. No more martial arts.

Zhao Zichen patted the ball, then took the ball in his hand, looked at the distance carefully, and then shouted to Little Lott: "Little Lott, do you want to see me shoot with my back?"

"I want to! Zhao, I want to see it!" Xiao Luote didn't know how difficult basketball is, as long as Zhao Zichen showed her, she liked it.

Back to shoot?

Hearing Zhao Zichen's words, everyone felt a burst of surprise. Could it be that this Huaxia man is going to play some tricks again?

In the next second, Zhao Zichen turned around slowly, with his back to the basket.

After Zhao Zichen took a few shots, he threw the basketball out with one hand like throwing garbage, and then, the sixth ball, a goal, was another hollow ball!

The scene was quiet for a while, and then everyone covered their mouths and watched with wide-eyed eyes.

It seems...he entered again?

"Zhao, you're great, you're great!" Little Lot shouted loudly while applauding.

Then, the applause broke out again.

"The Chinese people are too powerful! Chinese Kungfu!"

"Yes! This must be Chinese Kung Fu! Is it Tai Chi?"

"It's amazing, I want to learn Kung Fu!"

Everyone was getting more and more excited, and before they knew it, Zhao Zichen had already stolen Black's limelight.

At this moment, Blake is feeling very uncomfortable, and at the same time, he is extremely shocked.

He still couldn't believe that Zhao Zichen...was hit again?And still with his back to the basket?

It is impossible for him to kill him now, and he will no longer think that it is just a matter of luck. If it is really a matter of luck, is it possible to hit all four goals?impossible!

"Hey, Blake, it's your turn!" At this moment, he heard Zhao Zichen's voice calling him.

Black reacted, and said to Zhao Zichen with a wry smile: "Zhao, you are so good, I think your level is already enough to come to the NBA to participate in the competition!"

"Don't make fun of me, Blake. At my level, I'm pretty good at shooting. If you ask me to play in the NBA, I'm not qualified even as a drinking fountain player." Zhao Zichen laughed.

The so-called drinking fountain players are rookie substitutes.

After listening to Yang Le's words, Blake found a little psychological comfort. That's right, basketball is all about skill, and it's useless just to shoot accurately. He found confidence.

I saw him patting the ball, walked to the distance of Zhao Zichen, and said: "We want to be fair!"

After hearing this, everyone applauded and cheered for Black.

Zhao Zichen nodded and said, "You can do whatever you like, as long as you like it."

Black smiled at Zhao Zichen, and then he restrained his smile, his expression became more serious, and he patted the basketball for a long time, aiming at the basket.

Seventh ball!
Bang!

With the sound of hitting the blue, the basketball finally fell out.

Seeing this, Black sighed and shook his head, it seems that he really can't compare with Zhao Zichen.

He walked slowly to Zhao Zichen's side, and said in a voice that only they could hear clearly: "Zhao, can you not back away later?"

It seems that the nba mvp seems to feel the pressure on Zhao Zichen. If Zhao Zichen retreats and still scores goals, then he will really lose.

It is not easy for him to score a goal from ten meters, but he thinks Zhao Zichen is very wicked.

Zhao Zichen listened, smiled slightly, and said, "Yes."

Hearing this, Black showed a satisfied smile on his face, but it didn't take long for him to smile when he heard Zhao Zichen say: "But, Black, my friend, unless you tell me first, who told you to come to me ?”

At this moment, Black's smile stagnated, and he looked at Zhao Zichen with some embarrassment: "No, Zhao, I just want to get to know you."

"Is that so? Well, let's continue shooting."

Zhao Zichen made a look of sudden realization, took the basketball, and took another step back!
At the scene, applause and cheers sounded again.

Seeing Zhao Zichen retreating again, Black was a little annoyed: "Damn it, I will lose if this continues!"

"Little Lotter, this time I'll show you the Flying Ball!" Zhao Zichen shouted loudly towards Little Lotter.