People in the black basket, sign in Teiko Academy

Qingfeng figured it out and immediately discovered the problem!

Song Cheng's speed at the beginning was not so fast, and he needed to accelerate the dribbling by inertia through continuous dribbling.

Song Cheng also wanted to hear about the shortcomings of the new skill he had researched, and asked with a smile: "Oh? Tell me about it, Aomoto. Raising

his head to gaze at Song Cheng, he replied, "Maybe you can interrupt while you are still brewing."

Song Cheng looked at Qingfeng, and his mind flashed the one against one between himself and Qingfeng just now.

Oh? It's true, the formation conditions are a little harsh, their body swings too much, and it is really easy for the opposite side to break the ball, provided that the speed is the same level as Song Cheng.

This kind of skill that requires accumulating strength, as long as those who understand know, will not let Song Cheng have a second chance to show.

It seems that his newly researched skills are not particularly useful~

"Qingfeng, it's worthy of you, but it's a pity that I still succeeded in scoring this goal."

"Hmph!" Qingfeng snorted coldly, then picked up the basketball on the ground and shot back: "You have to pick it up next, don't be abused and cry by me!"

"Then I'll wait!" Song Cheng replied without admitting defeat.

The game was about to start, and May sat on a chair, put her hands to her lips and shouted: "Song Cheng, come on!"

As soon as he finished shouting, Momoi's head slowly lowered, and his ears flushed.

Song Cheng smiled slightly.

The friendly battle begins -

Aomomine dribbles forward at a slow pace.

"Boom... Boom... Bang" sounded rhythmically, and Aomine's dribbling remained at a speed.

When he was about to reach Song Cheng, Qingfeng didn't make any unnecessary movements, one turned sideways, and then lowered his body to accelerate the breakthrough, and the panther stretched out his claws and stepped over Song Cheng.

Song Cheng could see that Qingfeng was a breakthrough, his palm only trembled slightly, and his body had not yet made a corresponding movement, Qingfeng had actually broken through Song Cheng!

So fast! What speed is this? The body simply can't react.

May sat in her chair and watched, and she could see that it was Qingmine's unique streetball basketball.

Because she is a childhood sweetheart, she still knows Qingfeng's skills very well.

The former Aomine often mixed with adults to play street basketball, and his ability to control the ball, combined with his natural speed and free style, allowed him to often defeat those who were taller than him.

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

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

"Is this Qingfeng's powerful rhythm?"

Qingfeng just used the change of rhythm, allowing Song Cheng to immerse himself in the rhythm of the first slow motion, without any fake movements, and used the simple and extreme speed to play the time difference.

Even Song Cheng couldn't resist.

But I'm not so easy to break through!

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

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

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

"Sure enough, I still can't underestimate you!" Qingfeng grinned, and the panther behind his back stretched out his claws to cut off the silk thread.

The speed of the hand does not decrease but increases, two crotch dribbles in a row, the right foot steps diagonally forward, and the right hand levitates to feign a breakthrough.

After seeing Song Cheng's footsteps take two steps back, Qingfeng stepped back with his right foot, jumped up, and raised his hands.

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

"Hey..." with a sneer, Qingfeng's upper body leaned back sharply, his wrist flipped, and the basketball was immediately projected.

Lie back!?

After landing, Song Cheng was a little unwilling and said: "Cut, let you score another goal."

Qingfeng threw himself on Song Cheng's body and said to Song Cheng with a smile: "It's very powerful, it almost sealed my ball."

Song Cheng said impatiently: "Go and go, don't touch me, see that you have so much sweat on your body, it is all on me!"

Qingfeng no longer hugged Song Cheng, wiped the sweat left on his head with his hand, and urged: "Go ahead, it's really the best now."

"I know, go ahead! The next thing is to watch, it won't let you break the ball again. Song Cheng took the basketball handed over by May.

This treatment is simply not too cool.

The latter two did not give in to each other, each relying on their unique ability and high-speed dribbling to successfully score.

Song Cheng's ability is similar to Qingfeng, most of them are familiar with their respective strengths, plus after the previous few games to warm up, the body produces excited pleasure, and the state will be better.

Therefore, as long as the two hold the ball, they will definitely be able to score in the end, and it is difficult to break the ball successfully.

So far in the game, May broke his fingers and said with a serious face: "It's 4-4 now, and whoever wins the last ball first."

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

Song Cheng was ready, his whole body was in an extremely tense state, looking at Qingfeng who was holding a basketball opposite, Song Cheng gasped and muttered: "Phew, are you going to lose?" "After all, Aomine has the ball, and he is not sure that he can break his ball.

Song Cheng felt very hot in his body, and he had an indescribable feeling.

Aomine also knew that this was the decisive goal, so now Aomine seemed more serious than ever.

Once again, he showed amazing speed, doing difficult movements, and constantly testing Song Cheng.

"Bang." Qingfeng seized the opportunity to successfully break through Songcheng.

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

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

Seeing Qingfeng come to the bottom of the basketball basket, holding the ball in both hands and jumping...

Already too late?

No, no!

When have I ever thrown in the towel?

Recalling that I used to study 'ancient martial arts' for ten years, just to find my own unique basketball skills, I have suffered all kinds of torture in the past ten years, and I have never given up!

Recalling that in the face of the siege of the 'miracle generation' of Diguang Middle School, he did not choose to give up and fought until he was exhausted!

Song Cheng's eyes swirled in the Taijitu, and the 'ancient martial arts' were displayed with all their strength, and a huge beast behind him was slowly revealed.

He's excited, he's roaring, he's excited.

"Roar!"

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

No, it's the huge body behind Song Cheng!