The God of Destruction

It is not afraid that the three wells not afraid of this morning, I have stared on this guy, about his ability, almost all from others, this is the first official hand.

"Let me see what you can resist." Sanxi Shou gods, stared in the front of the Shenzong, he wants to prove that in Kanagawa, the three points of the gods do not only have him Shen Geng.

The two will not receive teammates in a short time. In this no one supported the gold time period, it is also the most suitable pitching time of Sanjing Shou, so a rare opportunity, he will never let go.

Chapter 119

"Wow! Enter!" The audience looked at Sanjing Shouna's healthy posture, very smoothly won a three-pointer.

Shen Zong Yiro's gaze is standing in the three-point line, and the brain is still playing back the picture of Sanjing Shun.

Under his strong blocking, Sanxi Shou seems to have not been influenced by his own, just a second time, let him put the ball out.

One second is a lot of changing, there is a lot of cancer that can occur in the court last second, but in a second, it is precisely a three-pointer, Shen Zong Yiro himself has no absolute grasp, can master the most in the hands. There is only one percent of the probability.

What's more, this is in the situation where he blocks, is there how much courage can make Mitsui Shou cast this ball?

"How did you do it?" Shen Zong asked in an angry, in the previous game, he also deliberately paying attention to Sanjing Shou, Sanjing Shou's ability is indeed strong, but now the strength of it is already exceeded His expected range.

"Great." Three wells did not smile with it, "In fact, I didn't have much grasp, just think about it, I didn't expect this."

Shen Zong Yiro is a glimpse, and then bite his teeth to see Sanjingshi ...

This is a championship. I didn't grasp the same three-pointer, did they pay attention to this game?

In an instant, Shen Zong Lang feels the courage to lose three wells.

In the next, Xiangbei and Hainan launched a tie knot on the top, and the differences have been maintained within five points. Because there is no effort to Sichuan Feng, Xiangbei has a small problem in front of the front stront, and the rest of the performance is not bad.

"Drink some water." Pan Chen took a bottle of water to the front of the wood, looked at him, laughing.

Muyu's unsatisfied, from Pan Chen's hand, the bottle of water was passed, the throat moved, and finally said in his heart.

"Sorry, I dragged everyone's hind legs." Wooden declares low their heads.

In the first quarter, he felt that he didn't play it all, basically all teammates play, they are not all the same.

"Do you think so?" Pan Chen asked.

Wooden declaration is still low, caught in a deep destino.

"I don't think you have dragged everyone's hind legs." Pan Chen's eyes turned to the opposite Qingda Xijun, "Although you didn't drag everyone's hind legs, you didn't make too many contributions to the team."

Wooden defects are trembled, and they are almost the same as they think.

"However, in the end, it is only fear to control your heart. You have not played your own strength."

Pan Chen rumored, then said: "The opposite striker is just a newcomer, and you have been practicing for three years in Xiangbei, you have no reason to rather than opponents."

"This game, my most worry is that you can not find your right positioning, I can very sure, now our strength is far more than Hainan, to win this game is very relaxed, of course Before this, you must first recognize yourself. "

Mu Wei is silent, and Xiangbei's victory at this year's national league him is seen. All the way is a lot of grinds, how many grinds have been experienced, and finally, I still insist on the three-game winning winner, and defeat the king team on the final. The king industry is absolutely not accidental.

"Yeah, Wooden." Yanchu Maple pushed the wheelchair to the front of the wood, "You can't be knocked down by your inner fear, now I am hurt, then my mission can only hand it over, you want trust yourself."

The wooden priest raised his head and looked at it, although injured but still optimistic. The heart of the heart was touched.

"Some people say that Xiangbei can go to this step because of the existence of Quanshuan." Pan Chen looked at the Yanchu Feng, who was sitting in a wheelchair, "But I prove to say this person, Xiangbei is not only a fate striker," There is also one of the same as the wood. "

"As soon, this remark can not be confirmed, you will see you." Pan Chentou gave the wood in the woods with a very expensive look, and he couldn't understand this.

"Can I?" Mu Wei asked, this is asking Pan Chen and Li Shu Feng, also asking himself.

Before the game, he also paid a lot, but also a heart that was paid in Xiangbei, but today, he had doubts about his ability.

"Ready to prepare." Pan Chen patted the shoulders of the wood, looked at the referee that had already been in the game, and the game immediately continued.

"Let's go, don't give yourself too much pressure." Yanchuan Feng hit the martial arts fist, as the biggest encouragement to him.

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"" Whistle sounds, countdown to continue, the player after a short break is back to the court.

Now the score of Xiangbei and Hainan is 31 to 32, and Xiangbei is behind.

The Wumble Standard has been thinking about Pan Chen and Yanchuan Mafeng with himself, and the hands unconsciously hold into a fist.

"You can, wood."

Help the glasses on the nose, the eyes of Qing Tianxue in front of him, giving themselves, just as the coach said, the opponent is just a newcomer, you must defeat him.

The Sakura, the Sakuragi Flower Road, in accordance with the instructions of the Red Wood, or the ball is given to the wood.

This time, there was no half-point stay after got the ball. Under the blocking of the Xintian believes, it was very flexible to take him behind him, and took the ball directly.

"Miyagi!" Wooden declares across the middle field, very deserial to pass the ball to the palace of the left hand.

"It seems that the effect is effective." Pan Chen looked at the martial arts that the wood is unable to be bundled.

"Just say you, don't you mind?" Pan Chen thought that there was not only a trump in Xiangbei, and turned his head and asked Li Sichuan Feng.

Zhuan Feng is a little smile, but he doesn't care. "Wooden is very powerful, but he is not like I love the limelight."

Pan Chen, I immediately smiled.

After getting passed the ball, the Miya Field launched an offense at the speed of lightning, and the two points were easily taken in the case of Wu Zigong.

"Now, it will not be caught up again by Hainan." Pan Chen's eyes, the five players in Xiangbei have entered the state, and the real wonderful performance is now officially started.

Chapter 120 Winning the Championship

"Three pointers into ..."

"This rebound is Sakuragi ..."

"No one has blocked red wood ..."

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Pan Chen has been smashing in the ears of Richuan Maple, and the change of the entire stadium does not seem to be played by the player, but he said with his mouth.

Just starting to start Rawch Maple is still wondering, but later, Pan Chen's guess is quiz, as long as he said, then the next thing happening is almost entirely said.

"Pan ... Pan Chen coach." At this time, Yanchu Feng is like looking at the monster, "How do you know that the three-pointers of the three wells?"

Just a few seconds, Pan Chen took the three-pointer of Sanjing Shou, but the three wells only broke through the other party's defense, even the three wells did not grasp the things, he actually It is so good to say so.

"Well ... intuition." Pan Chen said inappropriately.