College Super God System

Chapter 180 213 Boiling (Eighth)
The striker from Maritime University made another shot.

The basketball flew out again, but this time they had experience and chose to hand the ball from a very close distance.

Ma Yue got the basketball almost close to the striker's body, and then quickly rushed to the backboard.

clap clap-

Ma Yue dribbled the ball quickly, and when he saw the rebound, he was about to rush over.

After all, there is no one on the field who can compete with him in terms of physique. Even if it is a brainless rampage, he will definitely win.

Ma Yue calculated like this.

However, just as he rushed to the three-second zone while dribbling the basketball, he suddenly found that Lin Ming had rushed to his side at some point.

Ma Yue's heart tightened suddenly, and he was about to change hands to avoid Lin Ming.

However, when the basketball hit the ground for the last time, Lin Ming's palm caught the basketball in an instant.

Ma Yue was still waiting for the basketball to bounce back into his palm, but after waiting for a while, he found that the basketball had long since disappeared.

And Lin Ming had already dribbled the basketball and rushed beyond the three-point line.

"Do you want to shoot another three-pointer?" The opponent's guard immediately caught up.

Lin Ming didn't make a single extra move, and after running beyond the three-point line, he turned around and threw the ball.

"Again?" The opponent's striker stood not far away and looked at Lin Ming, "I don't believe you can still enter."

However, his voice just fell.

Just heard a swish--

The ball is in!
The score immediately became 38:31
"Wacha, how is it possible to score three-pointers in a row?" The opponent's striker looked at Lin Ming with incredulous eyes.

Thousands of spectators in the stadium were also stunned.

It may not be uncommon to make a three-pointer once, but it is simply too rare to make another one after taking one.

"Lin Ming, come on!"

"Jinghua team, come on!"

"The Jinghua team will win!"

"The Jinghua team will win!"

"The Jinghua team will win!"

……

The enthusiasm of the Jinghua fans was completely ignited. Everyone stood up and shouted frantically.

"Coincidentally, it must be a coincidence, there is absolutely no way for him to enter again. Let's work hard!" Ma Yue patted his teammates on the shoulder without confidence to encourage them.

"En." The opponent's striker nodded, but a trace of uneasiness flashed in his heart.

The opponent's striker served the ball again, and the ball was still passed to Ma Yue, but this time Ma Yue had gained experience and was always paying attention to Lin Ming's movements.

Lin Ming once again rushed towards Ma Yue quickly.

Seeing this, Ma Yue hurriedly circled the ball behind him, intending to switch to the other hand.

However, just as his ball was turned behind him, he suddenly grabbed the basketball with his other hand.

Ma Yue looked back in surprise, and found that Wei Tianxiao had followed behind him at some point.

Wei Tianxiao grabbed the basketball and quickly threw the ball. Lin Ming quickly ran out of the three-point line, jumped up in the air and caught the basketball, and then landed firmly on the ground.

No one can keep up with his speed.

Lin Ming was unguarded again.

whoosh-

Without a moment's hesitation, Lin Ming aimed at the basket and threw the ball again.

"Impossible! It is absolutely impossible to enter this time." The opponent's defender desperately hinted at himself.

Thousands of spectators in the audience also stared curiously at the basketball thrown by Lin Ming.

Can I still go in?
The level of the NBA is just no more than 50.00% shooting rate, it is impossible to get in again.

Everyone thought so.

however--

Shura-

The basketball hits the hoop with precision once again.

Hovering around the net beautifully.

score--

38:34
There was more than a minute left in the clock, but the score gap had narrowed to only four points.

"Wow!"

"Jinghua team, come on!"

"The Jinghua team will win!"

"The Jinghua team will win!"

The crowd in the auditorium was full of enthusiasm, and the shouting of the sky-shattering slogans was boiling...

(End of this chapter)