School belle, be more reserved, I can’t pretend anymore.

Qin Changshou didn't expect Zhang Zetian to be so generous, so he just counted him as a goal.

Originally, he thought that this guy would make things difficult for him and ask him to do it all over again. For this reason, he was already ready to shoot a three-pointer.

Seeing that the opponent did not deliberately embarrass himself, Qin Changshou spread his hands and said: "I'm one goal ahead, let me guard you next, and you can dribble!"

"Humph, that's right!"

Zhang Zetian snorted coldly, and a little follower picked up the ball.

Zhang Zetian took the basketball, played with it a few times, and said: "Look carefully, from now on, you no longer have to defend, because this goal will definitely go in!"

After saying that, Zhang Zetian put on a cold expression, quickly walked to the three-point line, stood up, and assumed a standard shooting posture.

At this moment, some of the followers immediately exclaimed.

"Look, everyone, Master Zhang is going to show off his special skills!"

"Look at this perfect posture and movements, this goal will definitely go in!"

Seeing Zhang Zetian like this, the sound of cheering started ringing around again, and the voices of some fans could also be heard.

Anyone who has seen Zhang Zetian play basketball knows that what this guy is best at is three-pointers, and he will only use this trick when he encounters a strong enough opponent.

Under normal circumstances, he prefers to dribble and match wits with the opponent.

This time, Zhang Zetian was obviously insulted by Qin Changshou's shot just now. He wanted Qin Changshou to see what a real shot was.

As for Qin Changshou's improper behavior of smashing the ball, Zhang Zetian said that it was difficult to accept and even looked down upon.

If he wants to show his true strength, this move will ignore Qin Changshou's defense, and will completely humiliate Qin Changshou and make him feel ashamed.

But just as Zhang Zetian was preparing to shoot, he discovered something that shocked him.

He didn't know why, but he felt like he was constantly retreating, and the distance from the basket was getting farther and farther. In a daze, he couldn't even see the position of the basket clearly.

What's going on here?

Is it the fear inside me?

Why is his aura so terrifying?

Zhang Zetian turned his eyes, and when he saw Qin Changshou's figure, everything that had just been illusory returned to normal.

Zhang Zetian gritted his teeth and gave up shooting a three-pointer.

However, he was even more determined in his heart, believing that he must win, otherwise this inner demon would cause him to not dare to touch the ball in the future.

Whether it's a basketball or any other ball, it may be affected.

"Crack, snap, snap!"

Zhang Zetian looked nervous and had already started dribbling, using his body and ball skills to the extreme.

Two meters away from Qin Changshou, Zhang Zetian suddenly sprinted with his legs, then leaned forward and broke through from the right side in an extremely weird posture.

An ordinary person would not be able to make such an uncoordinated movement. Even a professional athlete may fall down due to a loss of balance.

However, Zhang Zetian is different. He is already at the middle stage of the Qi training realm. He can control the Qi to maintain balance and deliver unexpected blows to his opponents.

When he saw Qin Changshou still standing there stupidly without moving, a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his speed increased sharply again.

Just like that, even the little fans who were watching had no time to react, Zhang Zetian had already arrived under the basketball stand.

Then, he jumped up, his hands higher than the basket, and made a perfect dunk.

On the contrary, Qin Changshou still stood there, seemingly not reacting at all.

But at this moment, Zhang Zetian's expression suddenly became ugly, and he couldn't help but turn his head and glance at Qin Changshou...