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Qingfeng figured it out and immediately found the problem!

Song Cheng couldn't be that fast at the beginning, he needed to dribble the ball continuously to generate inertia to accelerate the dribbling.

Song Cheng also wanted to hear the shortcomings of the new skill he had developed, and asked with a smile: "Oh? Tell me, Qingfeng."

He looked up at Song Cheng and replied: "Maybe I can interrupt you while you are still brewing."

Song Cheng looked at Qingfeng, and his mind flashed back to the one-on-one with Qingfeng just now.

Oh? It's true, the formation conditions are a bit harsh, the swing of his body is too large, it is indeed easy for the opponent to steal the ball, provided that the speed is at the same level as Song Cheng.

This kind of skill that requires power accumulation, as long as people who understand it know, will not give Song Cheng a second chance to show it.

It seems that the skills I have just researched are not particularly useful~

"Qingfeng, you are worthy of being you. It's a pity that I still managed to score this goal."

"Hmph!" Qingfeng snorted coldly, then picked up the basketball on the ground and hit back: "Next, you must catch it well, don't let me beat you to tears!"

"Then I'll wait!" Song Cheng replied without giving up.

The game is about to start. Wu Yue sat on the chair, put his hands on his lips and shouted: "Song Cheng, come on!"

As soon as she finished shouting, Tao Jing Wu Yue's head slowly lowered, and a blush appeared beside her ears.

Song Cheng smiled slightly.

The friendly match begins-

Qingfeng dribbled forward with slow steps.

The sound of "dong...dong...dong" was rhythmically emitted, and Qingfeng's dribbling was maintained at a speed.

When he was about to reach Song Cheng, Qingfeng did not make any extra movements. He turned sideways, then lowered his body to accelerate the breakthrough, and the black panther stretched out his claws and stepped over Song Cheng.

Song Cheng could see that Qingfeng was breaking through. His palms were just shaking slightly, and his body hadn't made any corresponding movements yet, but Qingfeng had already broken through Song Cheng!

So fast! What speed is this? The body couldn't react at all.

Wu Yue sat on the chair and watched. She saw that it was Qingfeng's unique street basketball.

Because they were childhood sweethearts, she knew Qingfeng's skills very well.

Qingfeng used to play street basketball with adults. His ball control ability, natural speed, and free style of play enabled him to often defeat those who were taller than him.

He explained slowly: "Qingfeng's so-called fast does not refer to the fastest speed, but the acceleration from zero to max, and the deceleration from max to zero."

Song Cheng turned his head and saw that Qingfeng was about to run to the basket.

"Is this Qingfeng's powerful rhythm?"

Qingfeng just used the rhythm change to immerse Song Cheng in the slow-motion rhythm at the beginning, without any fake moves, and used simple and extreme speed to create a time difference.

Even Song Cheng couldn't resist.

But it's not so easy for me to break through!

Song Cheng activated the 'ancient martial arts' and took extremely strange steps. He soon came to Qingfeng and confronted Qingfeng again.

"Qingfeng, it's not so easy to pass me!"

Song Cheng pressed against Qingfeng tightly, and many purple threads spread out from Qingfeng's feet again.

"Sure enough, I still can't underestimate you!" Qingfeng grinned, and the black panther behind him stretched out its claws to cut the threads.

The speed of his hands increased instead of decreasing. He dribbled the ball between his legs twice in a row, stepped forward with his right foot, and pretended to break through with his right hand suspended.

After seeing Song Cheng's steps slightly back two steps, Qingfeng pushed back with his right foot, jumped, and raised his hands.

"Qingfeng, do you think you can fool me with such speed?" Although Song Cheng retreated, he could still jump and intercept Qingfeng's shooting action at his current speed.

"Hey..." With a sneer, Qingfeng leaned back with his upper body, flipped his wrist, and threw the basketball out.

Lying down! ?

After landing, Song Cheng said unwillingly: "Tsk, you scored another goal."

Qingfeng threw himself on Song Cheng and said to him with a smile: "Very good, you almost blocked my ball."

Song Cheng said impatiently: "Go, go, don't touch me, you are sweating so much, all on me!"

Qingfeng stopped hugging Song Cheng, wiped the sweat on his head with his hand, and urged: "Keep going, you are in the best condition now."

"I know, keep going! Watch out next time, I won't let you steal the ball again." Song Cheng took the basketball handed over by Wu Yue.

This treatment is so cool.

The two behind did not give in to each other, and each scored a goal with their unique abilities and high-speed dribbling.

Song Cheng's abilities were similar to Qing Feng's. After they were familiar with each other's strengths and warmed up after the previous few games, their bodies became excited.The excitement will make the players in a better state.

So whoever holds the ball will score in the end, and it will be difficult for them to steal the ball successfully.

At this point in the game, Wu Yue broke his fingers and said seriously: "It's 4 to 4 now. Whoever scores the last goal will win."

Qingfeng grinned, "Now, it's my turn!"

Song Cheng was ready, his whole body was in an extremely tense state. Looking at Qingfeng holding the basketball on the opposite side, Song Cheng panted and murmured: "Huh, are we going to lose?" After all, Qingfeng held the ball, and he was not sure he could steal his ball.

Song Cheng felt very hot inside, with an indescribable feeling.

Qingfeng also knew that this was a decisive ball, so Qingfeng seemed more serious than before.

He once again showed amazing speed, doing difficult moves, constantly testing Song Cheng.

"Bang." Qingfeng seized the opportunity and successfully broke through Song Cheng.

Song Cheng turned around, quickened his pace and followed closely behind Qingfeng.

But Qingfeng's speed at this moment was actually a little faster than Song Cheng.

Seeing Qingfeng coming to the bottom of the basketball hoop, holding the ball with both hands and jumping...

Is it too late?

No, no!

When have I ever given up?

Recalling that I had been studying "ancient martial arts" for ten years, just to find my own unique basketball skills, I suffered all kinds of torture in these ten years, but I never gave up!

Recalling that I did not choose to give up when facing the siege of the "Miracle Generation" of Teiko Junior High School, I kept fighting until I was exhausted!

The Tai Chi diagram spun in Song Cheng's eyes, and the "ancient martial arts" were fully exerted, and a huge beast slowly appeared behind him.

He was excited, it was roaring, and it was also excited.

"Roar!"

"What?" Qingfeng turned his eyes to the right, Song Cheng's huge body...

No, it was the huge body behind Song Cheng!